A/N: Okay, so I know I said that tdi would start in chap 3, but chap 2 got way to long so I had to split it up. Also, I think I want to show how Duncan gets on the island too! That way I can set the story up so I can tell it from multiple pov's. Also, I do make fun of a certain super star in this chapter, so if you like the person I'm sorry. It's not that I hate the person, but they were just such an easy target!

Anyways, here's the chap, Enjoy!

And Then My World Came Crumbling Down

Courtney's POV

As I stepped out of the limo, flashbulbs went off like crazy. All around me cameramen and reporters yelled:

"Courtney, look over here!"

"So how does it feel finally being at your long-awaited sweet sixteen, Courtney?"

"Smile Courtney, this is going to be next week's cover shot!"

I took my time walking down the carpet, making sure to stop and smile to let the cameras get some good shots. A few feet into it, I spotted a little girl wearing a t-shirt with my face on it, as my character (Jesse Morgan) from the Disney Channel show I used to act in. I slowly walked over to her and got down on my knees so we were the same height.

"Hi! What's your name?" I asked in the sweetest voice I could muster.

"A-A-Ali" the girl squeaked shyly.

"Would you like me to sign that pretty shirt of yours, Ali?"

"Y-Yes!" Ali's eyes lit up as she smiled bigger then I would have thought possible for a girl her size. I couldn't help but give grin just as big right back. A girl next to her that looked so similar to her could only be her older sister handed me a pink sharpie for me to sign it with.

"Thank you, this means the word to her. She just loves your show." She told me.

"It's my pleasure" I smiled warmly back at her. It was times like these when I just loved being famous.

After signing autographs for a few more of my fans and posing for more pictures, I finally made it to the end of the carpet. I stepped up to the door and pulled it open just enough to slip in without anyone following.

Even though I had spent the last two months planning for this, I couldn't help but be awestruck. The Ballroom was decorated beautifully with draping fabrics and timelessly elegant decorations, giving off a stunning and delicate look. However, the party was anything but. I could practically feel a wild and carefree vibe enveloping all of the party guests. The Jonas Brothers were blasting their latest single, "Live to Party" as loud as the speakers would go and people were out on the dance floor, swinging their hips like there was no-

And oh my God, did they put my ice sculpture on the back table?! I specifically told them to put it on the center table!

Before I could even take another step into the room I herd someone shouting my name over to the right of the room.

"Courtney, over here!" exclaimed Miley, rushing towards me as fast as she could go in those way-too-tall golden pumps of hers. Plastered on her face was one of the fakest smiles I have ever seen.

Okay, as I'm sure you can tell I've never really like Miley for some reason, although she's always seemed to like me. That is, at least when the press or some of her peers are around to see her. But, regardless, I still always tried to be nice to her.

Besides, it's not like I'm going to just bash her in public; that would just be plain mean. Being a bad girl and making a scene is never how I've wanted to get my publicity. That's why I was pegged as "America's Sweetheart" in the first place.

"Hi, Miley." I faked smiled right back, trying to look genuinely pleased to see her. She bought it.

"Oh my god, this is such an awesome party! Its almost better then the one I had in Disneyland!" Ok, was it just me, or did she complement and insult my party all at the same time?

"Thanks Miley, I really appreciate it" I replied, my lips tightening as I tried to continue to keep my smile in place.

"Did you really plan this whole thing yourself? Its ok, I won't tell anyone, I know how hard it is. I mean, I would have just died without my party planner!" Ok, screw the goody-goody thing, this means war.

"Well it really isn't that hard as long as you are actually willing to put some effort into it. Plus, this way I can make sure it's really original, REALLY one in a million" Ha, Miley, take that! It took all of my self control not to break out into a victory dance right then and there. Although on the outside I appeared to remain perfectly calm and collected. For a second I saw just a flicker of irritation in her eyes before that its-so-happy-its-scary look came back on to her face.

"Really? Well I-"she broke off and looked at something just passed my shoulder. "Sorry but I have to go; my boyfriend just got here". Boyfriend?!?!?! I don't remember inviting that idiot and underwear model here!

"Bye" I said, with a smug little grin, knowing I had won this round, but she was already to far away to hear me.

Now if I could just find get some one who could move that ice sculpture…

But before I could find an employee to snip at, another person came rushing up to me.

"Hey Courtney!" Demi said. Unlike Miley, Demi was one of the genuinely nice stars, so it was hard not to like her. Last year when I had guest stared on her show, Sonny with a Chance, we had gotten pretty close.

"Hi Demi, how's the show going?" I asked, even though I already knew. With a show as good as hers, it had to be getting great reviews.

"Actually, I've been wanting to talk so you about that," she told me, the corners of her mouth slowly pulling up into a smile. "We just aired the episode that you appeared in and the ratings for it were off the charts! They're thinking about making you a reoccurring character!" she exclaimed.

"Really? I would love that" I cried. Although Disney Channel was beneath me- considering all of my parts in Oscar winning movies and things- being on that show was just so much fun! The cast was like one big family. They were always laughing and playing pranks on each other, in fact, it was a miracle they ever got things done.

"Yeah, then we could finally get back on Brandon and Doug for that prank they pulled on us," Demi said, a wicked looking smile playing at the edge of her lips. "Hey remember that time when we pulled that prank on Eric with the turtle wax?" Both of us burst out laughing like lunatics. And it was that moment that Selena decided to come up to us.

"Hey guys…." She started, then saw how hard we were laughing, and gave us a funny look. "What's so funny?" she asked, her voice sounding cautious, as if she were talking to two crazy people.

"we did-ahaahaha- the prank-hahahaaha-turtlewax!" the two of us tried to choke out a response in between our laughs, but it wasn't working out so well.

"Okay then…"she replied, still looking at us a little odd.

After a minute or so we finally stopped laughing enough to form an intelligible response.

"Hey Selena," I said, still giggling a bit. "So, are you having fun so far?" Her eyes lit up in such a way that I could tell she was having the time of her life.

"Yes! It's so amazing! The decorations are stunning, the music is even better, and oh my God, Demi did you see the CHOCOLATE FOUNTAIN?!?!" The whole thing came out in one big, jumbled rush, like she just couldn't get her lips to move fast enough.

"Yeah, I almost poured half of it into my purse!" Demi replied.

"I actually did that once when I was six," I giggled, recalling the memory.

"Really?" Selena asked, eyes going wide with shock,

"Yeah, it was a cast premier party for one of the first movies I had ever gotten a role in, and it just looked so good! I just couldn't get enough, so I poured some into my miniature purse to save for later." They both just looked at me before we all burst out laughing again, and were verging on hysterics. This time the people around us paused what they were doing to stare at us like we were just a bit ill in the head.

"I've always had a thing for anything chocolate," I explained, as soon as I could talk again. "And anything dipped in chocolate too. Especially strawberries."

"There are chocolate covered strawberries?" Demi asked, her face lighting up. Her gaze went to the giant plate that used to hold chocolate covered strawberries, and when she didn't see any, she almost started hyperventilating.

"Not anymore" replied Selena, licking her lips. And that set of our lunatic-laughing again.

"Oh, its on" said Demi, playfully swatting her pal.

"Okay, all this talk of chocolate is making me hungry, I think I'm going to head back over to the food table now," Selena said, still flushed from laughing so hard.

"Yeah, me too. See you later, Courtney." Said Demi, as she tuned around and walked with Selena.

And that's was just how the rest of my night went; people rushing up to me, having a quick conversation, and then went back to whatever they were doing before they saw me. At first, all the attention was fun, just like any other day in my life. But after awhile, it just starred to get on my nerves. I just wanted to have a conversation that lasted more then 90 seconds. Then it occurred to me that I hadn't seen Jen all night.

As I thought that, I finally spotted her in the crowd and went rushing over to her.

"Jen," I called. It wasn't until I got a few feet away from her that I noticed she was with some one. And by the way they were looking at each other, I was pretty sure he was the reason I hadn't seen her all night."Jen!" I called again, once I was closer to her.

"Oh," she said, finally pulling her gaze away from the boy, "Hey Courtney." She blushed furiously. Yeah, he was defiantly the reason.

"Um… well…." Jen stuttered, trying to find the right words to say. "Jasper this is Courtney, Courtney, this is Jasper" she gestured to the two of us as she spoke. I had to admit, Jen had done pretty well. Jasper was tall, with light blond hair and was absolutely gorgeous. And I got a calming sense from his somehow, like just being near him made me more relaxed.

"Hi Jasper" I smiled at him extending my hand, which he took.

When did I invite this hunk? I thought to myself

"Hello Courtney" he replied, giving me a small smile in return, releasing my hand.

"Jasper was just telling me about his hometown in Texas" Jen said, giving me a look that said "I really like him can you please give us some time alone".

"Well, then ill just let you two get back to that then" I said, even though I really wanted someone to talk to. But it was okay, Jen was so shy I was just happy she was finally talking to a guy.

"See you later" Jen said, giving me a grateful look that was clearly meant as a thank you. I walked away and looked around for someone else to talk to, but couldn't find anyone that wasn't already busy with something else. I couldn't believe it, I was lonely at my own party! And I had hand picked the 500 people to invite!

It was then that I noticed a group of guys at the back of the room carrying some large metal cylinder. As they got closer I was able to distinguish was it was.

A keg. A KEG! They were trying to sneak BEER into MY party! I pushed my way through all the dancing bodies and stalked right up to them.

"WHAT do you think you're DOING?!?!?!" I shrieked at them in a somewhat –hushed tone, trying to avoid attracting attention. Who did they think they were, trying to sneak beer into the party of America's Sweetheart?

"Whoa, chill, it's just a little beer" said one of the idiots, trying to get me to calm me down. Yeah right, like that was going to happen.

"Just a BEER!" I yelled this time, too pissed to still remember to keep quiet. "Do you have ANY idea what this would do to my reputation if this got in the PAPERS?!"

"Looks like somebody's got a stick up their you-know-where" replied a different idiot, who was still failing to get my point.

"Hey, lighten up; the press is already gone anyway. Sit back, chillax, and have a cup." said the guy who first talked to me, holding out a cup of beer for me to take. "No wa-" I started but then stopped to think about it. I already had nothing else to do, and loosening up might help me really have some fun. After all, one beer couldn't hurt, right?

This is the best party ever!

An hour later I was out on the dance floor having the time of my life. I was dancing with anyone and everyone. In fact, I had already forgotten the name of who I was with. I have had.. wait, how many beers was it again? Oh well, its not like anyone was going to bust me anyways, they were all drinking too.

"Hey, want another beer dude?" some guy asked me holding out another cup.

"Heehee! You know what's a funny word? Dude! Doooooode. Dewwwd." I said, giggling a bit too much.

"Whoa, I think maybe you've had enough." he told me but I attempted to grab the beer anyway, and he didn't stop me this time, although it took a couple of tries to get my hand around it.

I had this nagging feeling in the back of my mind that was telling me that something was wrong, but I jus ignored it. Everything was just-

The music suddenly stopped, and all the normal lights were switched back on. There were numerous complaints that arose from the crowd, clearly ticked that some one had interrupted their partying. Then, a man walked on stage and took the mike.

"That's it, parties over kids."

Oh. My. God. It was my dad.

I hadn't seen my father in over six months, ever since he had left for that business trip to Japan. I never saw either of my parents much, with how busy their jobs kept them, so I was really shocked that he was here now.

"Hi, Daddy! You look soo handsome! Who's a handsome little boy? Oh yes you are!" I started cooing. Everyone started moving towards the doors, so I followed, not really paying attention to where I was heading.. I was almost to the door when a hand reached out and grabbed my shoulder, restraining me from moving forward.

"Not without me you don't" said my mother, her voice cold and emotionless. I moaned, knowing that this was going to end badly.

"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!" my father boomed. We were sitting in the living room of out LA mansion. The car ride home was dead silent, my parents not wanting the driver to hear their outburst. But as soon as we got in the door, my father hadn't wasted a second delaying the scolding that I had known was undoubtedly coming.

"Whoa, far out, dude. Everything's like…spinny! WHOOO!!!"

"COURTNRY!" my father yelled at me again, so I tried my best to focus a bit

"It's not like I was the one to bring the beer" I whined, not really putting any effort into defending myself, knowing it was useless when I was as wasted as I was.

"THAT'S NO EXCUSE!" my father continued to rant, his face beet red. "I'm SURE there was SOMEONE you could have told that would have disposed of the beer."

"Nor did you have to drink any of it yourself." Hissed my mother. Well that was a bit ironic, considering my dad actually had a drinking problem.

"This is inexcusable behavior, Courtney. I have no choice but to cut you off." Now that really got me irritated.

"WHAT!" I yelled, my rage sobering me up enough that I was able to stop slurring my words. "That's my money! I worked hard to get it." I yelled, stomping my foot. This whole being drunk thing really wasn't helping me defend my point. This was ridiculous; they couldn't take away my hard earned cash.

"It doesn't matter. You need to be taught a lesson about what it means to be a role model to so many people" my mother retorted.

"Well that isn't going so well as you as my role model, is it?!"

"What did you just say young lady?" my mother snipped back at me. But I just ignored her, already on a role.

"The one time I go and do something wrong you go and CUT ME OFF?! I'm always carful of what I do and say and I've never done anything wrong before. Not that you would know, considering you're always GONE!" I screeched. How could they know what I needed when they were never around to see what I was like? They had no right to be telling me what I could and couldn't have when they knew so little about me.

"Now you hold on just a-" but I didn't stick around to hear the rest of what he said. I flew up the stairs and into my room, slamming the door as hard as I could behind me. The tears were almost instantaneous. I didn't understand what my tears were for. I never cared that my parents weren't a part of my life, I'd just accepted that it was just the way it was. But maybe I had been lying to myself after all. I leaned back against the door and slid down until I was sitting on the floor, lost in thought. I didn't know how long I stayed like that, until I finally walked over to my bed and cried myself to sleep.

A/N: Okay, so that's it! Please review and tell me what you think, and if you think I should do the Duncan thing. I'll have chapter 3 up sometime before Sunday night, because it's already finished, I just have to post it. Thanks for reading! ;-D