AN: So I guess there's actually a few people that like this story.
The Freak in the Mirror Chapter 2
I don't own TD.
"Duncan?" Courtney said to her mirror. "Where are you?"
Duncan appeared in front of her, and went wide eyed. "Wow." He said, seeing her newly cut hair.
"What's wrong?" Courtney asked. "Do I look weird?"
"No, you look great, but I don't remember discussing a wardrobe change just yet..."
"I took the liberty of buying a few things at the mall, after my salon appointment."
"So that's what took you so long, it's already nine."
"Well, I am a girl, and I've finally realized just how cute some clothes are."
"It looks good on you."
"Believe it, or not, I actually have some sense of style."
"From what you were wearing before, I wouldn't have guessed." He smirked.
"How many times have I told you not to do that." Courtney growled.
"28. I've been keeping count, since I really don't have anything to do when you're not here."
"You need a hobby."
"You need a boyfriend."
"Shut up!" Courtney shouted. Duncan often teases the brunette on her lack of friends, and a significant other.
"Easy, Princess. Now what's in the bag?" He asked pointing at the small bag in her hand.
"Just a little something for you." Courtney said devilishly.
"For me?" Duncan asked.
...
A few minutes later.
"I swear to god, Courtney. You better take this damn thing off." He said, but Courtney was too busy laughing her head off.
"But it looks so good on you." She said, after she regained her composure.
Courtney had placed a full size mirror sticker of an elegant dress, on Duncan's usual spot.
"How is this for me? What are these even for!?" He shouted.
"Your guess is as good as mine. I bought it at a graphic design store at the mall."
"Just get it off the mirror!"
"Fine, you cry baby." She said, as she got up to remove the sticker. "There. Happy?"
Duncan wasn't talking, instead he turned around, and gave Courtney the silent treatment.
"Duncan?" She tapped the mirror, and Duncan simply threw his hand up, and flipped her his middle finger.
"I can just put the dress back on you." She said, and Duncan exhaled, then began vanishing. "Wait! Duncan, don't leave!"
Duncan's form came completely into view again, but he still said nothing.
"C'mon, Duncan. Don't be a girl, and stop pouting."
"Whatever." He said, as he looked back at her.
"So is this a good look for me?"
"You look beautiful, Princess." He said, and Courtney seemed shocked. "What?"
She composed herself. "Nothing."
"Spill it."
"It's just... The only people who have ever said something like that to me are my parents, and aunt Veronica."
"Really?" He asked, and she nodded. "You're really beautiful, Princess."
"Stop, you're making me blush."
"Maybe I'll just stop calling you Princess, and start calling you beautiful."
"Ughh. Shut up." She said playfully.
Courtney went to her bathroom, and took a quick shower, then came back out wearing her pajamas. She grabbed her brush from her nightstand, and walked back to the mirror. Duncan was gone, but she knew he'd be back momentarily.
"To tell you the truth, I'm really nervous." She said, and he reappeared.
"Don't worry, you'll be fine, just get out there, and make some freaking friends already." He said smiling at her.
"I was thinking, since you're helping me, I want to help you."
"By doing what?"
"I want to help you get out of the mirror."
"Hmm, well that's gonna be tough, since I don't even know how I got in."
"Any idea on the origin?"
"Not a clue, although V did say the person she bought it from told her the symbols are some weird Viking language."
"Viking language? You mean like Scandinavian?"
"Probably, but I'm not sure. Let's just get your problems over with, they're what matters right now."
Courtney stared at him for a moment, but then half smiled, and turned a little red. "You're doing it again."
"Huh?"
"You're making me blush."
"Well, get used to it, you'll be getting a lot more attention after tomorrow."
"Goodnight, Princess." Duncan said, before fading away.
"Goodnight, Duncan." Courtney said, then walked to her bed, and laid down.
It's 5:00 AM and Duncan appeared in the mirror.
"Wake up, Princess!" He shouted.
Courtney shot up from her bed, startled. "What!?"
"Rise, and shine! You've got a big day ahead of you."
"Duncan! I have an alarm you kn-" Courtney was cut off by the sound of her alarm going off."Ughh." She exclaimed as she punched her alarm clock off of her nightstand.
"Damn... Maybe you should check that temper, babe."
"Whatever." She said, as she got up out of the bed, and grabbed the clothes she left on the night stand.
"You're gonna wear the same thing?"
"Of course, I only wore it out of the store, and came home."
"Cool. So what are you gonna do!?"
"I'm gonna make friends!" Courtney shouted.
"Yeah!?"
"Yeah!"
Courtney got dressed in her bathroom, and came out looking very stunning.
"I think I need some shades, because you're dazzling, babe."
"Duncan, do you realize how corny that sounds?"
"Totally. Now let's practice normal discussion."
"Okay." Courtney exhaled. "Hi, my name's Courtney." She said, as she stuck her hand out.
"Duncan. I don't think I've seen you around before?"
"You probably have. I just had a makeover, and it changed my appearance quite a bit."
"Well, it looks to me like it did a lot, considering I didn't even recognize you."
"...This is so weird." Courtney said.
"Way to break character." Duncan said.
"It's okay, I think I can handle normal conversation."
"Okay, if you're sure."
"I'm positive."
Courtney fixed her hair, and applied a bit of makeup, before turning on her TV, and watching a random show. She had moved the TV to a spot where Duncan could see, yesterday before school, since he had complained about not having anything to do.
She change it to a music video channel, and a rap video was currently playing.
"What the hell is that?" Duncan said.
"It's Nikki Minaj, Duncan."
"That has to be the worst shit I have ever heard."
"I agree, but her videos are always so colorful, and flamboyant."
"True, but I'd rather not listen to this crap."
"Fine." Courtney said, then pressed the mute button on her remote.
After twenty minutes of watching videos, Courtney unmuted the TV, and changed it to a punk, rock, and metal video channel. Duncan was easily enthused.
Courtney got up to head downstairs for breakfast. "I'll see you later, Duncan." She said as she grabbed her bag, and walked out of her room.
"Later." He said as he went back to watching the videos. "And good luck." He added.
After breakfast, Courtney got into her dad's mustang, and they both took off for the school.
"Courtney?" Her dad said.
"Yes, daddy?"
"What's with the appearance change?"
"I just thought maybe I could change it up for once in my life."
"Well, it looks good, you look so much more mature."
"Thanks, dad."
Courtney was dropped off by her dad, and she immediately recognized the feeling she had, as she walked through the halls to her first period. The same feeling Duncan had been bringing up in her, the past few days. The feeling of being given attention, by people. All along the way to her class, she received looks of admiration, or confusion from girls, and boys alike.
Courtney walked into her class. "Who's that?" She heard one girl say to another.
"Whoa, is that girl new? She's hot?" She heard two boys say.
Courtney sat at her desk, and was immediately approached by two boys. "Hey. what's your name?" the first boy asked.
"My name is Courtney." She said.
"Courtney?... What!? You're the same girl, that sits here?" The other boy said, loudly.
"Yeah, I am."
"Whoa, you look awesome. So, can I get your number, or something?" The boy said, getting straight to the point.
"Hey, you vultures, get away from her!" A voice came from behind them.
Both boys turned around, to see a girl with black, and teal hair glaring at them.
"Chill out, Gwen. We're just trying to talk to her."
"Yeah, sure. Now run along." She said, as she walked closer, and the boys walked away. "Hi, Im Gwen."
"Uhh hi, but why did you do that?" Courtney asked.
"You should stay away from those two, they tend to try, and flirt with any girl."
"Really? I didn't think about that."
"Yeah, but it's okay, you've got a new look, and obviously the boys have taken notice." She said, pointing several boys, who were checking out Courtney. "You're not used to the attention?"
"No, not all, I'm actually really nervous, because of it."
"Well, just stick with me, and I'll make sure you get through today, at least." Gwen said, then went back to her seat.
The bell rang, and class began, but Courtney was having trouble concentrating, she was focused on the fact that she may be on the right path to making her first friend.
Before she knew it, class was over, and she, and Gwen were walking to their next class, since they're right next door to each other.
"Alright, I'll see you at lunch." Gwen said, as she walked into her class.
"Bye." Courtney said, then walked into hers.
Courtney sat at her desk, but noticed the same looks she received in her previous class.
"Hi there." An asian girl said to her.
"I'm Heather."
"Hi, I'm Courtney."
"You look really good, the haircut did wonders for you."
"Thanks, I decided to get a makeover."
"So, my friends, and I are going to grab something from the burger place down the street during lunch do you want to tag along?"
"Sure... Oh wait, I already told a friend of mine I'd see her at lunch."
"Well, it's alright, next time." Heather said happily, as she went to her seat.
"That was strange." Courtney said to herself.
"Okay class, get out the textbook, and turn to page 129." the teacher said, from the front of the room. "I want you all to do problems 1-28."
Courtney opened up her book, and tried to get to work, but a piece of paper flew onto her desk. She opened the piece of paper to see a message written on it.
:::
Hi
:::
Courtney looked towards where the note came from. It was a tanned boy, with male model looks, and piercing blue eyes. Courtney was almost immediately smitten.
:::
Hi
Hi
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She wrote back, then tossed it back to him.
:::
I'm Justin, and you are?"
Courtney.
Why haven't I seen your round before, Courtney?
I've always been here.
Really?
Yes, really.
Sorry I hadn't noticed.
It's fine, not many people noticed.
How about I get your # and we can talk more.
Sure. 867-234-12XX
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A moment later, Courney recieved a text to her phone.
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Hey, it me Justin, here's my number, so you can save me to your contacts.
:::
Courtney's heart flew up into her throat. This was definitely a feeling she had never felt before. She couldn't wait to tell Duncan.
The bell rang, and Courtney went to her next class. As it turns out she had Justin in this class as well. She cursed herself for never noticing. After convincing a student that sat next to Courtney to switch seats with him, Justin started up a conversation with Courtney.
"Are you the same girl, who sat here before?" Justin asked.
"Yeah, I am." Courtney responded.
"You're really cute now." He said, which kind of annoyed Courtney.
"Uhh thanks."
"How about you, and I go out sometime?"
Courtney thought about it for a moment, considering he inadvertently insulted her, but she decided his hotness overpowered that factor. "Okay, yeah."
"Alright then, how about this Saturday?"
"I don't know, I'll have to check with my parents."
"Or you could just sneak out." Justin added.
"What?"
"C'mon, you've never snuck out before?"
"No, I've never done that before."
"It's a lot of fun, especially when you go out to clubs."
"Clubs? How old are you?"
"18."
"You're a senior?"
"Yeah, I am, is that a problem."
"Not at all."
"Cool, so Saturday? At 8? Regardless of your parents word?"
"Yeah."
Once the class was over, Courtney went to meet up with Gwen for lunch.
They walked to an almost full table, and sat down in the two seats left.
"Courtney, this Bridgette, and her boyfriend Geoff." Gwen said.
"Hi." Courtney said.
"Hey there." Bridgette said.
"What's up." Geoff said.
"This is DJ, Katie, and Sadie."
"Hey." DJ said.
"Wow, your so pretty." Katie said. "Look Sadie, she's so pretty."
"Totally." Sadie said.
"Thanks." Courtney said, shyly.
"And finally this is my boyfriend Trent, and his friend Topher, and Noah."
"Hey." Trent said, and Topher simply waved, while Noah said nothing, and began reading a book.
"Courtney!" She heard Justin's voice from behind her.
She turned to see him walking towards her. "Hey, Justin."
"Wanna come sit with me?"
"Uhh sorry, but I'm gonna sit here with these guys."
Justin looked a bit upset, but then perked up. "Okay, well... I'll see you later."
Noah noticed Justin's appearance, and put his book down. "You." He said to Courtney.
"Huh?"
"Stay away from that guy, he's trouble."
"What do you mean?"
"He's the anti-me. I'm quiet, cynical, and I despise most women. While he's loud, and bangs anything with a skirt."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Courtney asked.
"He probably didn't notice you, until after your make over."
"How do you know I got a make over?"
"Word travels fast around here." He said, as he got up, and walked away.
"You should probably listen to him." Trent said. "Noah, doesn't talk much, but when he does, it's usually a good idea to take what he says seriously."
"Uhh, okay." Courtney said.
The table of people ate their lunch, and then talked for the last 15 minutes of lunch.
"So, Courtney, we're all going to the beach this Saturday in the morning till late, do you want to come along?"
"I'll have to ask my parents." Courtney said.
"Okay, here's my number, so you can text me when you get the go ahead." Bridgette said, and they exchanged phone numbers.
"Here's mine." Gwen said, as she grabbed Courtney's phone from her hand.
"Ohh! Me too." Katie shouted, as Gwen passed Courtney's phone, and she, and Sadie entered their numbers as well.
Before she knew it, Courtney had the number of everyone at the table, even Noah, and Topher's. She couldn't help but smile a bit at the fact that she had met more people in a single day, than ever before, thanks to Duncan's help. She started thinking about the green haired punk, and how she couldn't have done this without him.
At the end of the day, Courtney ha been given a few more numbers from different people. Izzy, Sierra, Zoey, just a few of the names added to her collection of numbers.
As she walked to the entrance she said bye to Gwen, Trent, and Topher, who walked to Trent's truck.
Before she could get past the parking lot to head home, she was blocked by a brand new Benz.
"Hey." She heard Justin's voice, as the door opened. "Need a ride?"
She thought about what Noah said earlier, but once again his hot factor won her over. "Sure." She said.
"Hop in." He said, and she went around to the passenger side, and got in. "Where do you live?"
"36 Baker Street."
"Alright."
They talked about themselves for a bit, and eventually Justin asked Courtney something that surprised her quite a bit.
"So, do you wanna come to my house?"
"W-What?" She stuttered.
"I said do you wanna come to my house instead?"
"I can't, I've gotta be home right after school."
"Alright, but we're still going out on Saturday, right?"
"Yeah, definitely."
"Cool. Here's your stop." He said, as he pulled over in front of Courtney's house.
Courtney got out of the car, and waved to him, before entering her house.
"Duncan?" She called. as she walked into her room.
"What's up?"
"Today was amazing!" She shouted, and startled Duncan.
"Chill out. What happened?"
"Everyone talked to me! They were so nice! And I got a crapload of numbers! And I got invited to the beach! And I got asked out on a date!"
"I think your stuck on a loop." He said calmly, but then realized the last one. "Who asked you out on a date?"
"This total hottie named Justin," Courtney said, as she sighed dreamily.
"Okay, I don't think you should be going out on dates just yet."
"Relax, Duncan. What's the worst that could happen?"
"Hmm, let's see. There's rape, kidnapping, death... Need I go on?"
"Because any of that is actually gonna happen. Seriously Duncan, chill out."
"Okay, but don't say I didn't warn you."