A/N: Well, I didn't expect to knock out another chapter of this story today, but you never know what each day is gonna throw at you, and today...well, it hasn't thrown anything at me, so that gave me time to write this. I have a feeling this story is going to be very interesting, and don't worry at the moment I'm currently working on the next chapter of Break and Enter hoping it should be out by the end of the week, or so.

Remember folks, R&R and enjoy!

~ApPeAl2rEaSoN

Courtney:

Not long after my encounter with said delinquent I quickly rushed to my next class letting out a sigh of relief when the History teacher, Mrs. Evans, wasn't in the room. I quickly dashed across the room towards my seat next to Trent Anderson, Gwen's current love interest. What he saw in her I'll never know...

He greeted me with a smile before speaking. "Getting a little close now aren't we?" He teased referring to the time.

"Yeah, I guess." I told him as I went through my bags taking out all the essential items I needed for the class. Trent was a nice guy in all, but I didn't have time for his pointless small talk.

"What's up? You're usually the first one in class. I was beginning to think you weren't gonna show." He continued.

"I uh, had a little hold up in the hallway." I told him as I opened up my binder taking out this weekend's homework.

"Ahh, guess that makes sense..." He mumbled as the teacher walked in the class.

"Sorry for the hold up class, but you know how traffic can be." She explained while tossing her coat and purse on to her desk, and walking up to the front of the room. "Now, how about we address the homework." She said clapping her hands to get half of the class' attention. In response most people groaned while others like myself had already had their homework on their desk ready to grade. A sat awaiting for her to continue. She sighed. "Okay, I'm going to be honest. It's Monday, and I don't feel like teaching. Why don't you all pair up with a partner while I get my stuff together. You have fifteen minutes." She instructed as she walked back towards her desk.

My eyes immediately shot in the direction of Bridgette, who was already walking in my direction with a huge smile on her face. She took a seat next to me where Trent once inhabited now to only be on the opposite side of the room accompanying a familiar goth girl.

"So..." Bridgette spoke.

"So," I said as well. "About the homework-" She cut me off.

"Oh, don't think you can weasel yourself out of this one. What went on between you and Duncan earlier?" She asked curiously.

I furrowed my brows at her a bit annoyed she would bring up the topic. "Well, maybe if you and Gwen hadn't ditched me then you would know." I told her.

"Oh come on! What did you expect for me and Gwen to hold your hand the whole time?"

"No!" I shouted almost too loudly. "I just would have appreciated it if you two would have at least given me a heads up first..." I said now almost at a whisper.

"Haha, well, sorry Court. Next time you're having a conversation with a total stud I'll make sure to tell you when I'm going to leave you two alone."

Ughh, this was going to be one hell of a period...

Duncan:

After my little run in with 'Ms. Up Tight and Bossy,' I decided to head to the school parking lot. Learning wasn't really my thing. Once I was outside I pulled out a pack of cigarettes, and a lighter taking a single cigarette out, holding it against my chapped lips, and lighting it. Fuckin' winter man, it really pissed me off. Nothing, but cold weather and snow, and when you lived in Montreal that meant winter was year-round except for the three months you got off in between school, and that was only if you were lucky.

I took a long drag from the cigarette as I leaned against my motorcycle, which was currently parked in the handicap spots, but since when did this school have cripples? I knew they wouldn't mind sharing. I exhaled leaving a large smoke ring the air watching it travel past me higher into the air until it was unnoticeable. Sometimes I wondered what the point in going to school was I mean I already knew I was going to drop out after this year, and the only reason I came each day was for gym and lunch. Nothing else, but something today was telling me that I should show up in my classes, and whatever it was the hell if I knew. I guess it was just my damn conscious as usual.

Taking another drag I noticed a petite figure in my peripheral vision moving at a quick pace. She was one of the AG teachers most likely, since I didn't have her, but I'd noticed her around school before, and unlike all the other teachers in the school she was pretty hot and bang-able. She noticed me staring and stopped dead in her tracks.

"Shouldn't you be in class?" She asked me.

"I would assume so." I said exhaling another ring of smoke.

"Then what are you doing out here?" She continued to ask.

"I'm takin' a break." I told her casually while shrugging my shoulders.

She glared at me before sticking her finger out, and motioned me to walk over to her. I dropped my cigarette, and stomped it out before moving over to her not in the mood to argue today since I was exhausted.

"What?" I asked annoyed eying her.

"What's your name?" She asked me.

"Duncan Reid." I mumbled.

"Alright Mr. Reid, now what class are you supposed to be in right now?" I stood there and yawned. 'Well? I don't have all day."

"Uhh, I don't know. Geometry mayb-" She cut me off.

"What do you mean 'you don't know'?"

"Look lady, do I really strike you as the kind of kid that wants to be here?" She didn't respond for a few minutes.

"Get to class." I continued to stare at her. "Do I speak Japanese? I said go now before I decide to report you!" She instructed pointing towards the building. I rolled my eyes and brushed past her walking up the concrete stairs in front of me. Whatever that feeling I had earlier was right whether I liked it, or not I was fuckin' learning today...

Courtney:

History class was a nightmare. I had to constantly deal with Bridgette pestering me about this mornings run in with Duncan, and Gwen had let slip to Trent, so once we had finished working with our partners, and he returned to his original seat all he did was ask me question after question. I mean, come on! It's not that big a deal. the fact that the clock was barely moving also was getting on my last nerve. This was probably the most miserable I've ever felt at school before.

I was honestly glad to be out of that class for today gladly awaiting Biology. It was one of my better classes (not that I was doing poorly in any), and the teacher was beyond sweet.

In the five minutes we had between classes I manged to make it back to my locker since I carelessly forgot about my text book, and speed walked to class, happy that this time I wasn't the last to enter. I took my usual lone seat near the back of the class, not that I enjoyed sitting in the back it was more of a distraction, and it was harder to hear what we were learning, but I wasn't going to argue with a teacher over my assigned seat. I placed my bag on the chair next to me. My table partner, Tyler Hudson had been out for the past two weeks due to some type of 'physical injury.' If you asked my opinion there was nothing physically positive about him, he could barely run in a straight line without breaking an ankle.

The Biology teacher, Mrs. Chilcott, a short and pudgy woman who always managed to stuff food in her mouth slowly stood up from her desk in the back of the room, and made her way to the front signaling class had started. She walked over to the classroom door about to close it only to be stopped by a large calloused hands pushing the door open. I can honestly say I was in shock to see Duncan walk through the classroom door, and so was everyone else. He hadn't shown up to class once in the past few weeks.

Mrs. Chilcott stuttered at her words not sure to be elated that he'd show up, or upset. "Mr...Reid, it's nice to see you finally show up." She managed to say.

"Uh, yeah," he said. "Kinda had to show up." He muttered.

"Well..." She began. "How about you take a seat next to Courtney." My eyes widened. No, how could this be happening.

"But, Mrs. Chilcott! That's Tyler's seat!" I exclaimed.

"And he won't be back for a few weeks. I'm sure he won't mind sharing." She explained as I caught Duncan flashing a grin my way. My heart instantly sped up as he began to move towards me. Not that I was excited, but because I was almost scared shitless.

He pulled out the chair next to me, dumped my bag on to the floor, and plopped down next to me leaning his chair back almost looking as if he were comfortable. This was school! Not you living room!

"Well, you must be pretty excited to be accompanied by me." He grinned.

"That would be an understatement..." I mumbled trying to catch what the teacher was saying, and began taking notes.

He rolled his eyes. "Do you really have to take notes on this shit?" He asked.

"If I want to pass and get good grades then yes, I do." I told him still trying to avoid eye contact until I felt the paper being snatched right out from under me. "Give it back!" I hissed trying not to cause a scene.

"Or what?" He challenged beginning to crumble the paper in his hands. I began to panic not wanting to draw any attention I did the first thing that came to mind, which I quickly regret. I furrowed my brows and punched him in the balls, knocking the wind out of him, and causing him to let out a painful groan letting out some sort of profanity before he grabbed his crotch with both hands, and slammed his head on to the desk. I mentally cringed desperately reminding myself to wash my hands after class, and grabbed the paper unwrinkled it, and continuing to follow today's lesson a bit impressed that my action became unnoticed.

Duncan:

"Fuck," I spat as an intense amount of pain shot through my body, the source being my balls. I let out a quiet excruciating moan before I grabbed them, and pressed my forehead against the cold science table. God damn did that chick have an arm. I probably should have seen that coming...

The pain began to somewhat subside allowing me to move my head in the direction of the self absorbed Princess who was grinning down at her paper continuing to write down whatever bullshit the teacher was speaking, which showed how impressed she was of herself. I scoffed remaining in that position until she noticed me staring.

"What?"She hissed her smirk now wiped off her face, and replaced with an annoyed scowl.

"You're a bitch." I told her causally. She narrowed her eyes at me like she was about to damage my already bruised balls once again.

"I'm a bitch?" She asked annoyed.

"Yeah." I told her emotionless.

"Then you're a dumb ass." She said bringing her attention back to her notes.

"So? At least I'm not an uptight Princess." I sneered.

"I thought I told you to knock it off with that...pet name!" She shouted causing a scene. Her face turned a bright crimson before she apologized to the class, and got back to work.

I grinned completely amused with her embarrassing herself, and a bit turned on at her weaker side. We sat in silence for a few minutes before I decided to start aggravating her again.

"Princess," I said at a whisper. When she ignored me I continued. "Hey, Princess." Still no response. "Priiiiiiiiiiiiincess-"

"What?" Hissed once again.

"Tell me something about yourself." I said smoothly.

She stared at me a minute before responding. "What?" She repeated.

"Tell me something about you." I said slowly like she was retarded.

"...why?" She asked.

"Does there have to be a reason?" I responded.

Completely lost in the lesson she dropped her paper and decided to play along, which I'll admit surprised me a bit. "What exactly do you want to know?" She asked curiously.

"Anything." I said smoothly raising an eyebrow at her.

She rolled her eyes and exhaled deeply before she spoke. "I like lime green." She said very uninterested. "There, are you happy now?"

"Not really," I told her honestly.

"Alright smart ass, tell me something interesting about you then." She said pissed.

I leaned in closer to her with a smug look still on my face. "I'm single, and I think I've already taken an interest in someone." I told her as the bell rang. Still grinning at her I got up from my seat, grabbed my bag, and walked out of the class leaving her once again, alone.

A/N: Chapter two finished. What did ya'll think? Review!