Courtney's POV
Let's just get one thing straight, I'm Courtney Masterson, head cheerleader, straight As, popular Courtney.
And him, he is the most vile person on this planet. How I got him as a partner on my science project I have no idea. I guess that going to the same school since pre-K might have something to do with it. I can still remember that day; I mean how could you forget the day you had to get most of your hair cut off because someone put glue in it.
I walked in and saw some pretty nice people. I sat down next to a girl named Gwen. She seems sort of weird I thought to myself.
By the time we were standing up and saying our name and something about us a little boy with a green mohawk walked in. he looks very scary and mean. But oh well, no one ever said I had to talk to him.
I am so happy that we have an arts and crafts class it'll probably be y favorite. Just when I was finishing my drawing of a flower my head felt very heavy. So I felt my hair and when I pulled my hand down to see what it was, my hair came down with my hand.
Let's just say that I had very short bob for a very long time. And every time after that I could only think of how mean he was to me.
I have no idea how I'm going to get through this project with out pulling all of my hair out.
Oh if you haven't guessed yet who the vile guy himself is, he's the one and only Duncan Cantoni. I never got why he was so mean to me. I mean I never did any thing to him.
Oh and remember how I met Gwen in pre- K too? Well she is the girl friend of the king of the punks. I don't know how anyone could dye their hair green and blue. Attention hogs much? But hey it's not my problem; I love my caramel colored hair. And I will never dye it crazy colors and that's a promise.
So enough about Duncan, I'm sure that by now you're wondering about me. Well I'm head cheerleader, going out with the quarter back football star Aljandro Blu and you'll figure out more as I tell you I guess.
Wish me luck on my journey over to Duncan's locker to talk about our project; I'm going to need it.
Duncan's POV
I walk to my locker as mad as hell. How could Mr. Green think that I could actually work with someone like, her? She's preppy and loud. Now she is hot, I'm not going to deny her that, but her being such a snob totally covers it up. It she was like me I could totally see me and her going out.
I can see it now Courtney Masterson in black ripped skinny jeans a black tee shirt and hot pink hair. Yeah, she'd be real hot then. Now don't get the idea that I like her or anything because trust me I don't. She's to stuck up for a guy like me.
That's exactly why I am in love with Gwen Peters. She's super hot, totally punk, and is the opposite of stuck up. She's basically perfect, but she thinks so low of her self that it sometimes gets on my nerves. But she's a girl, isn't that what their supposed to do?
Anyway I have no intention on actually working on this project, I'll just be a rude Duncan and Courtney will be so mad she'll run away out of where ever we are and tell me that she'll work on it herself. Good plan right?
Oh great here she comes, time to put my plan into action.
Courtney's POV
When I get over to Duncan's locker he is acting like he is looking for something. Does he really think he can trick a girl who has been in five musicals and knows acting when she sees it? Well we'll find out I guess.
"Hey, so I was thinking that we should probably start this project soon. So we have to figure out what we're going to so and when we're going to work on it." I say to him. And he just keeps his face buried in his locker.
"Umm if you didn't notice I'm to you."
"Yeah what about it?" He says as he closes his locker and starts walking away.
"Duncan, you don't walk away from a person when their talking to you if you didn't know, because, I assume that you don't have many people to talk too." I say trying to keep up with him.
"Listen I have plenty of people to talk to. And if you stayed off that list that would be great. But since that isn't going to happen any time soon just meet me at my house today at fourish."
"Fourish? What kind of time is that?"
"The time you're going to be at my house, that's the kind of time it is."
Before I could snap back he was out the front doors of the school.
Oh this is going to be a fun project, I can tell already. That is if I don't kill him first.