I'm back! Woo-hoo! That's for poor Geoff…a moment of silence.

Thank you for the many reviews…ok there weren't a lot, but that was more than I expected! Thank you to everyone who reviewed! You made my day! =D

Ok, moment of silence over. This will have no other character from TDI in it…except for Courtney. What do you think of her last name? I don't like it at all! =(

Well, onto the story!

Disclaimer: I do not own TDI or the enV (which I have and I love it!).

Chapter 1: Saved

Courtney Brigolnd pulled off her white lunch lady apron as her orange enV vibrated on the table. She glanced over to see that it was he best friend, Olivia. She picked up the phone.

"Hey, Liv," Courtney said.

"Yo Court! You know Brad from AP Chemistry?" Olivia asked. Courtney could tell that this was about said boy who had a crush on her.

"Y0u mean the football player who is totally crushing out on me? Yeah," Courtney replied.

"Well, he wants to meet you backstage before the first bell rings, which gives you…about fifteen minutes together," Olivia happily stated. Courtney rolled her eyes and walked over to the center of the school kitchen.

"Yeah, yeah. I'll meet him there in a minute or two," she said.

"KK! I'll tell him!" Olivia then hung up the phone.

Courtney turned to face the head lunch lady, Mrs. (Mr.) Hatchet. "Hey I have to go…I'll come early tomorrow to pay for the time."

"You do that soldier!" he shouted at her as she ran out the door with her Vera Bradley shoulder bag.

Why me? Why is it always me who gets the doesn't-know-anything boys who think their so hott just because they can fling a ball to each other? Why not give them to the people who actually want them, like all the cheerleaders?! Courtney thought.

The cheerleaders at Courtney's school were exactly like the movie cheerleaders: rich snobs who don't care a damn about what anyone thinks.

The worst of them was Heather, but she had died in a car crash during sophomore year. (Courtney's a junior.) Since then, the cheerleaders had started to break apart, but never left far from the tree, only doing things like acting, singing, and dancing, all of which Courtney was not into…except singing.

Courtney didn't think she had a bad voice; just her voice wasn't as good as other people. She had once considered singing in the school Talent Show, but backed out right before the auditions because Brad was one of the judges. She ended up playing a three and a half minute song on the violin. This put the first two judges to sleep, but she got in because Brad thought it was cute. (He was looking at her ass the whole time.)

Courtney had five minutes until the bell rang before she realized she went the wrong way. She had gone to the back end of the school…more like the bad end of the school. This was the place where all the delinquents went when they ditched class to smoke, drink, and do other…things.

She was about to turn around and walk away when someone grabbed her arm. "Well, now where are you going, Miss I-follow-and-love-the-rules?" Jake asked. Jake was the leader of the delinquents. They always had his back while he never had theirs. "You don't want to have some fun with the bad boys?' he sneered.

"Let go of my arm, Jake," Courtney demanded. Jake only pulled her closer until there was only an inch between their faces.

"Yeah, whose gonna make me?" he asked, knowing that she didn't have and answer.

No student dared to cross Jake's path, and no teacher would ever go near the back of the school because of Jake, and the rumor that the living dead haunt this part of the school (which Courtney didn't believe one bit). Courtney knew that there was no one who could stop Jake from getting what he wanted, and that's what frightened her.

"Jake, let me go. I don't even like you!" Courtney said, trying to pull her arm out of Jakes colossal hand.

"I never said anything about you liking me, but I'm willing to if you are," he stated, getting in Courtney's face. She winced at the smell of his bad breath.

Jake, let me go! I have to get to class!" As in favor of Courtney, the first bell rang. Jake mumbled something and squeezed Courtney's upper arm. He started walking into the shadows outside the school building.

"You won't be so lucky next time," he said in an evil tone. "And there will be a next time." Then he was gone.

Courtney stared after him for a minute, terrified about the last statement. And there will be a next time. She shivered before heading to first period: AP Calculus. After that, she had Violin. Then gym; next was free period, then lunch.

Courtney walked into the cafeteria and the smell of sloppy joe filled her nostrils. Courtney scowled; she hated sloppy joe with a passion, refusing to eat it after she vomited it up at a summer camp in second grade.

Instead, Courtney went over to the other side of the cafeteria into a different line. This side let you make a personal sandwich. Courtney got her favorite, ham and cheese on a whole wheat bun with honey mustard. She also bought a bottle of iced tea from the vending machines and a cookie for desert.

After paying for her food, Courtney walked over to the table in the center of the right hand side of the cafeteria. She sat down in between Olivia and her other friend, Jill.

"So, how was your time with Brad?" Jill asked in a mocking voice.

"I didn't get to see him," she replied. Courtney took a bite of her sandwich, her taste buds singing a version of Halleluiah.

"What! Why not?" Olivia demanded.

"I was thinking and I went the wrong way," Courtney started.

"So? You still would have made it in time to say hi to him!" Olivia said.

"Then I ran into Jake," Courtney whispered. But her friends still heard her.

"You what!" Olivia screamed, causing their half of the cafeteria to stare at them. "What did he do to you?!"

"Nothing. The bell rang before he could." Courtney just wanted to stop talking about it.

"Now I know what the phrase 'saved by the bell' means," Jill said.

"Can we stop talking about it?" Courtney snapped. Her friends just started at her for a minute before talking to the other people at the table. Courtney didn't say a thing for the rest of the period.

After lunch, she had Creative Writing. Finally she had AP Chemistry. There she explained to Brad what had kept her up.

"No worries. I understand how stupid Jake can be. It's cool," Brad had replied to Courtney's apology.

(This is how I make the school day pass…because I don't like writing about the school day.)

Courtney was just getting her books from her locker when it was slammed shut. And there stood Jake.

"We have some unfinished business," he whispered into her ear as he twirled his finger in her mocha hair.

Courtney turned to face him with her usual pouting look on her face (which I like to call Poutty Courtney!) "We have no business, whatsoever. Now, if you will excuse me, I have a job to go to," she stated as she picked up her bag and started to walk away. But Jake was faster. He ran in front of her, blocking her way out.

"You get such good grades that you deserve some fun in your life," he said. He grabbed her wrist and led her out of the school through the door at the "bad" end. He then pulled her into one of the alleys behind the school. "Here we are…and let the fun begin." Jake sneered.

Courtney, who wasn't going to take this for another minute, kicked Jake in the (you know where) spot and ran. She ran as fast as her feet would take her, which was still too slow. Jake caught up with her easily. He pushed her into a new ally and pinned her to the ground. Courtney was sure that she heard her leg snap. Jake was so busy focusing on Courtney that he didn't notice the hooded figure in the alley.

But Courtney did.

Cliffhanger! Dun dun dun! Ok…I lied about no other characters being in it…damn! I spilled it! Oh well. And I also lied about this chapter being better…it's not. Sorry.

And don't worry Obradyroxmysox, Brad will return…way later in the story. Damn! Curse my big mouth!

Sorry to all cheerleaders who aren't like that [Obradyroxmysox], but I really wanted to put snobby cheerleaders in my story! And sorry to Jake if you are reading this…I doubt you are but I just want to be careful…I couldn't think of any other name.

r&r…flames accepted.