Title: Sparks
Author: Cereal-Killa
Rating: K+
Pairing: Duncan/Courtney
Summary of Chapter: Duncan's in trouble, but it's about to get worse…
#2: LOUDSPEAKER
It had to be one of the worst things he'd ever do in this stage of their relationship. Though Courtney begged to differ- "We don't have a relationship, Duncan! We aren't together, Duncan! I don't like you, Duncan!"
Well, he had come-backs to all her accusations. They did have some sort of relationship, and maybe it wasn't exactly official, but who was she kidding? Everyone knew she liked Duncan, at least in the physical sense. But this was why Duncan had to perform this terrible act. If he ever wanted to be anything more than an ogre to her, yeah, he was going to have to resort to this.
Ninth grade was the year of the loudspeaker for Duncan. He had spotted it once when be confronted by the principle, and he had to say, it was one nice piece of work. He wondered why he had never recognized it earlier. You get ahold of that loudspeaker, and you get ahold of the entire student body.
The prankster in Duncan was nearly dying as he eyed it coyly, chewing his gum slowly in interest. He had stolen the gum from Harold earlier, which just made it taste all the more great. It was some type of strawberry kiwi fruit flavor. He chuckled inwardly- of course a nerd like Harold would have such fruity taste.
Oh, the mind of a juvenile fourteen year old. It was something the principle hated. "Mr. Montgomery." Duncan turned his head to the man behind the desk, stuffing a hand in his pocket. "Are you listening?"
"Yeah, yeah, sure." He slipped his eyes back to the loudspeaker. "I'll take two weeks detention, sure."
"I only said one week."
"Uh huh, got it boss."
"Mr. Montgomery!"
"Sounds good."
"Duncan." The student in question let out an irritated sigh, scratching the back of his neck and making eye contact, this time not breaking it. The office was silent for a moment, the only sound the ticking of the clock, which read 2:28. The middle aged man gave him a hard look, that stern one all adults gave Duncan. "Two weeks. Be here directly after school. And please, no more bra snapping."
Running a hand through his Mohawk, Duncan snorted. "She's my girlfriend."
"Well, then why did she scream at you to stop, Mr. Montgomery?"
"Because it's Courtney! She sucks the fun out of everything!"
Shaking his head, the principle sighed. "Two weeks detention, Duncan." Looking at the clock, he shrugged his shoulders back. "Actually, you know, there's only about ten minutes left of school. Just stay here for a while, and don't do anything crazy." The man got up from his chair, giving Duncan a glare before leaving the office.
But the deed was already done. Even with the locks on the file cabinets, the rest of the office being barren, even the computer being shut down and locked unless you knew the pass code, the principle had left one loose end.
That damn loudspeaker. Once the door to the office was locked, it was free game.
Duncan's eyes had a devilish gleam in them as he stepped up to the mike, getting comfortable in the principle's chair. He knew he only had a few minutes to achieve his goal- you could really call Duncan a planner. He had all of this thought through, and it was actually going to be pretty awesome.
He pressed the button on the loudspeaker, smirking slyly. Because this was Duncan's element. All hell was about to break loose. "Hello, students!" He peered at the clock again- Courtney would be in English 1 right about now, sitting at the desk in the very front of the class, listening and taking notes diligently. He tried to hold back his laughter.
Placing his feet on the desk, he took his gum from his mouth, squeezing it between his thumb and middle finger. "I, Duncan Montgomery, have detention for the next two weeks, and probably more after this little stunt." He started to hear noises coming from outside the office, so he knew he had to work fast. "So, Courtney, babe- just know that I forgive you Princess. And don't get mad at me for snapping your bra! If that is sexual harassment, then I have a lot of charges I can put on you."
He leaned up to the microphone, hearing bustling from outside as the door handle began shaking violently. "So, last thing- kiss my ass, Principle (?)!" He shoved the piece of gum on the loudspeaker, causing a wet, gross noise to blare from it.
It was obvious that Duncan wasn't going to escape all these staff members that bustled into the room, but that wasn't what he worried about right now. He could see, from the corner of his eye, Courtney, fuming, and he let out a weak smile. Maybe Duncan wasn't a planner. Because he was sure going to get harassed in a minute, although he highly doubted it would be sexual.
Courtney just shot a glare to the desk as Duncan was bombarded by teachers and office staff. That damn loudspeaker.
Authors Note:
Ha. Thanks so much, my dear boyfriend, for getting written up for bra snapping...
Thanks for reading!
First Draft Finished: 1/2/2011
Final Draft Finished: 1/2/2011
Published: 1/23/11
Fandom: Total Drama series
Disclaimer: Total Drama Island and all its characters are property of their respective owners.
©2011 Cereal-Killa