Second try, woo I'm good! I'm just bored and should be writing an essay, but I'll do this instead and clear my mind. ^^ Hopefully you'll all buy that.

Warning!! Some mention of fluff, sex, and more fluff! Beware~!


Ficklets : Ten Song Challenge : The Many Sounds of Courtney and Duncan


Animal's

Nickleback

Duncan loves driving. The rush of the wind with his window down, the screech of his tires and the roar of his radio. It makes him feel like nothing can stop him, not Juvi, not his parents and definitely not his uptight, controlling girlfriend.

He smirked as he ran a red light, almost hit an old lady and knocked over a lemonade stand all in one go. Getting stuck in Juvi again was well worth it if he could get Courtney to scream this loud when they weren't having sex.


The Curse of Curves

Cute is What We Aim For

Courtney loved fancy parties. She liked the feel of cool jewelry against her skin, the light scent of the perfume that the son of whatever-politician had gotten her(not like that horrible musk that Heather was wearing) and most of all she liked the power that her party-beauty gave her. She was never as dominating as Heather in the social scene, nor was she as laid back as Geoff. The brunette always appeared calm, controlled and classy. But when he showed up, Courtney could have been wearing a paper bag.

Because she loved to hate Duncan. And vice versa.


Unwell

Matchbox 20

They were made for each other, Heather finally decides. She sighed self sufferingly and continued to watch the pair as they strolled about the mall. It was had, losing a great friend to a delinquent of all things. The bad boy, good girl match up was so in the 80's. Not that Heather would EVER admit to liking Courtney. Ignoring that everyone noticed that she never spread a rumor about her, never made a sly pass at what she was wearing, never did anything horrible to her. It wasn't like they were close or anything. Heather just liked the brunette and had no idea why. None at all.


The Way

Forever the Sickest Kids

Duncan loves the way that Courtney moves. Courtney enjoys how Duncan can cook as well–if not better that her own mother can. He likes the way that she has a small closet even with her parents being insanely rich. She dislikes the way that he smokes, and not normal cigarettes but fat, expensive cigars. He hates the way that she kicks his motorbike when she's angry at him. She rages at the fact that he cant even remember where all of his piercing's all and asks her coyly, 'You wanna help me find them?'

But in the end, when the day is over the only thing that either of them can remember is what they love about each other.


City Traffic Puzzle

The Hush Sound

Courtney loves the ocean. To her, its romantic a sight for unloved eyes. She would walk up and down the beachfront every day, rain or shine, summer or winter. It was almost like clockwork to anyone watching. And someone was. She was the quietest person in class. Always did her homework. Always on time. Never looked anyone in the eyes.

She wasn't alive. She was in hibernation, waiting for someone. So, Duncan thought to himself. I wont let her wait anymore.

But what started as something to keep him occupied turned into the most beautiful heartwarming person that he had ever met. It was love.


Remembering Sunday

All Time Low

It took him three hours, four aspirins and a beer to realize that she was gone. By that time, he had already tracked around town twice with only a cell phone and spare change. Searching everywhere that they had been, asking every person that he can vaguely remember, Duncan gets the idea to visit her parents house. Even though she hasn't talked to them in two years, that it would be the last place to look. Later, all he can remember is a sore jaw, and the sight of a plane ticket going anywhere.


Up Against the Wall

Boys Like Girls

Learning to drive a car was the most nerve-racking month of Courtney's life. Especially since her school had decided to assign Duncan of all people to teach her. He stunk of smoke and beer, was always wasted, and they mutually hated each other. Years later would she realize that he was the only person to ever stand up to her and stop her from doing what she wanted. Coughing up blood and a bit of her molar, Courtney wished that she had kept him around a bit longer. As the police pried off the mangled car door, she wished desperately that some way, some how he had followed in the footsteps of his parents and become a police officer. So then she could see his face one last time. When a stranger pulled her out of the car, Courtney knew that life wasn't fair.


Slide

Goo Goo Dolls

Duncan loves the idea of Las Vegas. The sights, the sounds, the prospect of winning it big. It makes him happy to know that someone cares about him up there. So when he enters a game of Texas Hold 'em, he doesn't expect for every other player to quit when a lean, petite brunette enters the game. The players leave immediately, leaving him, her and the dealer who sighs.

Leaning forward, he leers eagerly. Ready to lose, Princess?

She smirks back, eyes going up to his green tinted mohawk. Whenever you are, Grassy.


Everything I'm Not

The Veronicas

Courtney hates how weak she is. She can be horribly vocal about how she feels, but cant really back it up. So when a rumor goes around the cubical's saying that she had a 'meeting' with Duncan Sayers, the head of the company, she'll yell and curse, but when he calls her into his office, the brunette walks in like a well trained dog. He, seemingly obvious to all the rumors and stares and pointing, welcomes her in with a kiss to the forehead and a giant smile.

She smiled back, grimace well hidden. She may be vocal, but she has no backbone. And that's why Duncan likes her.


Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous

Good Charolette

For Duncan, having extra change is a luxury. For Courtney it's a basic of life. For Duncan, getting to school equals walking or when he's able to sneak on the bus. Crazy bus drivers . . . Courtney gets driven everyday. Duncan is saving up for collage and for a new car. Courtney has only to ask, and the account is opened and a pair of shiny keys are in her palm.

Duncan will never admit to being jealous. Neither will Courtney. Because nobody's perfect. And they both know it.


TBC

Woo, now I'll do my essay! Love to you all!