I apologise if Courtney seemed my to OOC in this one. But Scott seems to remain the same.

The False Teaching of Love

Chapter 1

"We're here..." She sits up from her car seat and looks out the window. The building seemed nice, but it was old and victorian. Her father opened the car door open for her. She steps out, her black leather shoes touching the grass. She gets out of the car while holding her suitcase close to her. "So, what do you think so far?" She bites her lip.

"It seems nice and decent..." He nods.

"I knew you would agree, welcome to England sweetheart." She smiles a bit. Sure it's nothing like Canada, but it's good enough right? She was hoping to move into London, but instead, they decided to move to the country side with her grandparents. Her older brother Marcus was still living in Canada, he was in college. Then, here she is with her parents going to attend a boarding school. The name, St Trebles School for Young Men and Women. Of course the boarding is mixed gendered. She wonders why though...

Her grandfather told her that the school used to be a school for men only. However, they were low on budget and not enough students were administrated, so they changed it to mixed genders. However, she wonders why the school wouldn't have enough students. And he also told her that the school used to teach only the Music subject and that they were very popular in the music business. Then they changed it to mixed subjects. Which is how they got their name, St Trebles School.

"Come on, let's get you administrated." She nods. They both then proceed towards the old Victorian building. They both walk in, the place seemed nice. The administration office was just in front of the door. She watches her father walk up to the desk. She decides to look around, take in her surroundings. She walks towards a display shelf protected with glass. At first she looks at her reflection in the glass. Her face had Mocha skin with freckles on the bridge of her nose. Her chocolate brown hair touches her shoulders perfectly. Her onyx eyes staring back at her. She sighs finally seeing past her reflection. The souvenirs in the shelves from different places amazes her. There was the snow globe with the eiffel tower inside, the Golden cup with has greek writing on it and there's a small imitation of a human skull from Cameroon and...hold on. She stops immediately on the small skull. It was very old looking and very dirty. Almost inhumane.

"Mr Garcia?" A voice of a man made her turn around. A man in his mid-thirty's was standing there next to the counter. She quickly walks over to her father.

"Yes..." The man approaches him while lending out his hand.

"I am Chris McLean, principal of St Trebles." His attention then turn to the young Latina. "And this is Courtney I believe?" She turns away, trying to pay attention to the one large window in the room.

"It is her, she's trying to get used to her new surroundings, considering she's gonna stay here."

"I understand, but there's nothing for her to fear in here." She walks up to the window, interested on the beauty mother nature can give. "In this school every pupil and teacher is happy within each other's company." As that said, she witnesses a teenage boy on a motorcycle dragging a younger boy by his legs with a long rope across the grassy field. She gasps as the young boy was screaming for help.

"Courtney? What's wrong?" She was about to speak until the principal beat her to it.

"There's no need to worry Courtney, that boy will be fine. No matter how many times they get hurt." He chuckles a bit to himself. "Alright, can the both of you please come to me office so you can pay her fees?" Her father nods.

"Very well, come on then." She warily follows her father towards the principal's office. However, on the way, she could feel some what an uncomfortable gaze on her with her back turned. Which is impossible considering that there is no one other than her father, the person at the desk and the principal. They reach his office. Chris immediately walks over to his desk and pulls out a piece of paper. While he walks back, she examines the amount of papers on his desk. Most of them do have huge writings in red saying 'FINAL DEMAND' from a bank of some sort.

"Okay, Mr Garcia. Here are the fees for your daughter. Please sign here." She walks up to a window in the office. When she looks out, she could see a two teenage boys strapping what looked to be a boy younger than them to a rocket. One of them lights it up and the rocket sent the young boy flying into the air. She couldn't see where the boy went, but when she saw him again, he was floating safely onto the ground with a parachute, that of which gave her a huge sigh of relief. The three of them were laughing at the extreme stunt. However one of them, the teenage ginger one, stops when he catches her looking at them. She quickly turns away, blushing from her being caught, but she couldn't help but turn back at them. She quickly glances back, he was still looking up at her. She turns her whole face around, looking down at the him. The other boy notices him looking at something. He looks up with him, revealing to be from Asian descent. The younger boy, however, just took the chance and ran.

"Courtney!" She whips her head back. Her father looks at her amused. "Seriously, you just got here and you're already checking out boys." She blushes at the statement.

"I wasn't checking them out, I was just studying their behaviour."

"Whatever you say. Just, do your best in school and don't make any enemies. Okay?" She smiles a bit.

"I can't make a promise father. But I'll try." He nods seemingly satisfied with her answer. The principal places a hand on her shoulder.

"Don't worry Mr Garcia, she will be just fine here."

"I hope so." Her father looks down at his watch on his arm. "Won't you look at the time, I have to go." She stands up and hugs him.

"I'll miss you." He hugs back, stroking her hair lovingly.

"I'll miss you too." He kisses her forehead before pulling away from the embrace. "Be good alright?" She nods.

"I will." He soon walks out of the door. When it closes, She could already feel herself uncomfortable without his presence.

"Alright Miss Garcia, when you walk out, the Head Boy will lead you to your dorm. And just so you know, this school is definitely not like the other schools. Just hope you get lucky on your first day here." She blinks confused. She walks out of the principal's office, shutting the door behind her. When she turned left she collides with someone and she falls down.

"Watch where you're going next time. Hold on, I've never seen you around here before." She looks up to see a boy who looked to be older than her, he looked to be of Middle Eastern descent. He lends out his hand to her and she takes it. He pulls her up to her feet. "You alright?" She nods.

"I'm fine, but I should be the one to be sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going." He nods understandingly. "Do you happen to know where the Head boy is exactly?" He chuckles a bit.

"You're looking at him..." She blushes a bit embarrassed.

"Oh, I'm sorry. It's just, I don't see you have a badge or something on you right now."

"I don't wear it often. I just assume that everyone knows who Head Boy is, and we barely get any newcomers here." She frowns a bit.

"Why is that?" He laughs a little.

"You see why...did you need anything from me?" She nods.

"Yes, the principal told me to find you so you can escort me to my dorm."

"Of course, follow me." She follows him out of the building and goes into another building where there was a lot of students speaking near their lockers. "I should give you a bit of a run down on our school. This school used to be a school which only teach the music subject." As she walks past, she could see a lot of boys staring at her, mostly her chest region and her hips and below. "No need to feel uncomfortable Courtney, they're not used to new people, especially if they're a girl. As you can see, there are more boys than girls." One of the boys whistled at the sight of her, and that's when she really starts to worry. "The reason why there's more boys than girls, it used to be an all boys school, but they changed it due to budget reasons. We're still low on the budget right now." They both climb up the stairs to the top floor.

"Um, sir, there's no need to give me a rundown. My grandfather was student here and he told me everything." He smirks at her.

"Did he tell you what we do now?" She shook her head. "He was leaving in the past, where this school was just like other schools."

"And what's so different about this one?" He sighs.

"So many questions from a girl who thinks she knows this school." She looked a bit annoyed at that statement.

"I didn't catch your name by the way." He turns back at her.

"Taylor, my name is Taylor." She nods.

"My name is Courtney." He smiles down at her.

"I think we'll get along just fine..." He motions her towards him. "Come on, we're not to far from your dorm." At that moment, she was a bit hesitant to follow him. Though he does have a point, her grandfather was living in the past, and how it is now seems to prove his point. The teenage boy on the motorcycle dragging the younger boy behind him with a long rope. Then there was the other two teenage boys laughing when they blasted off a younger boy on a rocket. One of them even managed to notice her, the ginger, he looked to be around her age, so was the other one. "Are we gonna go or what?" She shakes her head a bit before following him through the hallway. He opens the last door at the edge revealing another pair of stairs. She frowns a bit.

"I sleep in the attic?" He shakes his head.

"We all sleep in attics." Her eyes went wide.

"Communal bedrooms?" He nods slowly. "So, I sleep with the rest of the girls, right?" He laughs nervously.

"Actually, about that. Since there is more boys than girls, we just place the girls on which ever bed is free." Her jaw dropped in shock.

"Y-You mean I have to sleep with..." He nods slowly. "I'm not sleeping with them..." He shrugs.

"Well, it's that or the uncomfortable couch downstairs sweetheart. It's your choice." She bites her lip.

The door opens revealing Taylor. "Good evening ladies and gentlemen!" All the boys and girls in the dorm stops to face him. "May I present you our newest Treble, Courtney Garcia!" He walks inside the dorm leaving an agitated Courtney at the door. Everyone keeps staring at her, until one boy yelled out.

"Damn she's hot!" All the boys laughed before going back to what they were doing. However, all the girls still kept their eyes on her. She gulps stepping into the room. Taylor chuckles at her.

"Don't be afraid of the girls, just like the boys they're not used to newcomers. Especially if it's a girl." She nods understandingly. In a school that used to be for boys only, it would be weird having a girl show up. When she walks inside the room, she could see a lot of different people in one very long attic. In the front there were some girls who loved to look sexy for the boys. In the middle, there were a group of nerds and geeks, both genders take note. And at the end, there were an all boys who looked to be delinquents or bad-boys of some sort. There was also an empty bed between the geeks group and delinquent group. Oh boy...She turns to Taylor.

"Is there another empty bed here? At all?" He shakes his head.

"I'm afraid that's the only bed available in here." She looks past the last batch or pupils to find a door at the other end.

"What's behind that door?"

"Oh, that's where the first, second, third and fourth years sleep. We have to separate both genders in those years. Because that's when they start to get those specific hormones. But in older years, we just sleep in mixed genders. In this dorm, the years are all boys." At least they have some rules about sleeping with the same genders. "Go and get settled into your new bed. Take note that the boys back there tend to flirt with new girls, just ignore them for now." She nods. When she walks past the boys in the nerd group, she could feel all their eyes on her. Their gazes on her were makig her extremely uncomfortable. She then reaches her bed to her relief, the boys at the back seemed to have ignored her presence for now, to which she is grateful. She places her suitcase on her bed.

"I never seen a girl as fine as you before." She pauses for a moment when she hears boy behind her. She turns to find a boy who seemed to be the same age as her.

"Do I know you?" He smirks at her.

"Name's Duncan babe." She raises an eyebrow.

"Does it look like I care? Don't waste my time alright?" She was about to turn back to her suitcase before she felt a hand on her wrist. She looks back at him, blushing as he looks at her seductively.

"You're feisty, I love chicks who are feisty." He begins to examine her up and down. In her mind, maybe the couch downstairs would have been better than this. "Where are you from sweetheart?"

"Canada, I moved here to England to live with my grandparents."

"Canada huh? You don't look like you're from Canada."

"Oh yes, my parents were from Central America but then they moved to Canada for a better life." He then pulls her down making her sit on his lap. She blushes from the gesture while he continued to looking into her eyes. His teal eyes had her captivated, they were gorgeous. It was moment of silence between the two, until...

"Duncan! Get off Scott's bed, he'll be back any minute." They both immediately stand up. She looks at the person who interrupted them. It was the same Asian boy from the fields. "And she just got here mate." He walks away leaving her confused. Duncan sighs next to her.

"Well, it's time for me to go." He places a hand on her cheek and kisses her other cheek. "Until next time princess." He winks at her before departing. She blushes while watching him walk away. When she hears the door being slammed closed, she snaps out of her trance. She turns to see the same ginger from the fields carrying a rifle in his hand. She gasps before being sitting down on her bed, pretending to not notice him. Since when were rifles allowed in school? The boy walks past her, but he stops at the bed Duncan was sitting on, which was right next to her bed. She sneaks a glance of him, he was putting his rifle under his bed. She examines more of him now that he's up close. Orange hair, freckles and darker blue eyes than Duncan's teal ones. She was too deep in thought that she didn't realise that he noticed her already.

"Can I help you miss?" She snaps out of her thoughts. She turns her whole head to him. He was sitting on his bed with a knife in his hand, he was of course facing her. She shakes her head.

"No, there's nothing sir." He chuckles a bit.

"Pretty lady, my name is Scott." She nods.

"Yes, I already know." He looks at her surprised, gripping his knife tightly.

"H-How did you know?" She gasps a bit at her mistake.

"No, I meant that I could tell. Someone else was sitting on your bed and your Asian friend said it was 'Scott's bed.' So, I assumed that you were him." He grip on his knife seemed to have relaxed.

"Are you new here? I haven't seen you befo-" And that's when he realises. He smirks slyly at her. "You were that girl who was checking me out, weren't you?" She blushes a bit.

"N-No, I wasn't checking you out. I-I was just studying your behaviour, w-with your friend."

"Afraid of this school pretty lady?" She shakes her head.

"I'm not afraid of anything." He gives her an evil look.

"Really? Let's see how long you would last here then..." He turns to one of the boys at the back. "Release the glue!" The boy release a long rope and before she knew it, some glue was then splattered all over her. She gasps when she sees a bucket above her. Another boy then threw feathers at her making them stick to her. She looks at everyone shocked as they all laughed at her, even the geeks and nerds. She growls at them.

"YOU'RE ALL HORRIBLE!" She then turns to Scott who was looking at her very amused. "You will pay for this."

"That's what they all say babe." She scoffs before turning away from him. She stands up while grabbing a towel from her suitcase.

"I'm gonna have a shower now, asshole." She turns and stomps her way out of the attic, once the door closes everyone laughs out loud. Well, except Scott who just had a amused look on his face.

"She's very hot."

My new story, yes it is based on St Trinians. This is a Scottney fanfic. I love Duncney, but I love Scottney even more. Hope you like it.

I do not own Courtney or Duncan or Scott or Chris McLean

Taylor belongs to me.

KatDingo over and out