A/N: Yay! I'm glad I got some reviews! It may not be a lot, but they're really encouraging and I hope to hear from those people for all my chapters. But I can't always expect everything...

But still, it's nice to know some people actually pressed the button... Hehe, and for Mr. Panama Red: Hopefully this will stay realistic to you. I just hope you'll still review for me since I am a newbie.

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This is my first story, and I forgot to mention that in the first chapter... But whatever! Let's get to the story so the AN isn't too long...

Courtney tensed up even more when he didn't answer and just gave his signature smirk to her. God how much that expression annoyed her! But also, turned her on. It was one of the secret things she loved about him. Secret!

Courtney remained silent as so Duncan did, until he started to lean a little closer. Their eyes still locked on to each other's.

Leaning? Oh no, no kiss!

The prep immediately pushed him off and brushed her shoulders that were once pinned onto the wall roughly. "Don't even think about it! It was just a massage, and if you expect any physical pleasure from me, you're wrong!" She snapped, growling on almost every word to make her statement more serious.

Duncan chuckled. One moment afraid, the next snappy and hard-to-get. How cute! It was like she was on her period every night, every day, every freaking minute! Most boys would find that annoying, and just give up on the waaay too stubborn hottie, but Duncan was the kind to aim for those 'special' kinds. And this was a pretty damn 'special' girl!

"What? Can't a massager get his payment?" Duncan asked, smoothly and innocently. "Besides, we're a perfect couple. And couples pleasure each other." He added, with a flirtatious wink to drive Courtney's infuriation further. It was rather odd of how he enjoyed her kind of anger than anyone else's. Others anger was just irritating to listen to.

Courtney growled, the exact thing Duncan would want her to do. "You are not an official massager. We are nothing close to 'perfect'! In fact, the idea of us being paired together will probably cause world torture!" Duncan grinned. Apparently, he underestimated Courtney's imagination. "And what gave you the idea of us anyways?" Courtney demanded, her face red as hell from ranting on and on. Soon, she started to take deep breaths to calm herself down.

Duncan smirked for two reasons, first of all. He loved the thought that Courtney had wasted her breath on him it was cute in so many ways. And second, the question she asked was purely easy to answer. "Well, we always meet up," Duncan started; making Courtney growl. "A lot." He added, pacing around in tiny circles to cause more emotion. "And sometimes, we even make-out." Courtney rolled her eyes, but her cheeks were coded with red. That was true. But hey! Sometimes the chick couldn't help herself! "If that doesn't spell 'Couple' than you need a reality check." Duncan finished [smugly], stopping with the little circles that made him slightly dizzy.

Courtney scoffed. "I don't recall making-out with you every so often." She snapped, blushing in embarrassment though.

"But you do." Duncan retorted, with a triumphant smirk.

Courtney rolled her eyes, trying to ignore the fact that her heart was beating fast and that her cheeks spread with a tingling feeling, forcing her to lightly smile in the most adorable way possible. "Just leave Duncan, you've done enough mischief."

Duncan pouted. From the tone of her voice he could tell that she was annoyed by him and just wanted to get ready for bed. Too bad Courtney's definition of 'bed' was different from Duncan's. And for her to command him out so immediate meant he was really pulling her strings. "Aw, C'mon Courtney lighten up!" He exclaimed. "We're a couple!" He urged, only making Courtney growl.

Why was it that when he once mentioned of a couple, he suddenly keeps saying it? Does he want to be a couple? *sighs* So many questions that Courtney wanted to be answered. Duncan was just another one of those boys who are always so confusing, and not just inbetween wet dream moments.

"Duncan, we're not a couple." Courtney insisted. "And can you stop saying that we are? It's annoying!" She whined, making Duncan roll his eyes.

Why couldn't she just admit she loves him? Or at least like! Chicks... Duncan always liked hard-to-get, stubborn chicks. But usually he'd just wing the "Couple" shit like he just did and they'd be in his arms with heart-filled eyes. But Courtney was different, more different than he inferred. And having her tired as hell and just wanting him out of her apartment just gave him the urge to spit it out to her. Besides, they've been 'friends' for a year or so. Why not spit out his feelings? Nah, too soon.

"Annoying is my favorite word." Duncan teased.

"UGH! FINE! You can stay!"

It's funny how Duncan's teases just lead him to awesome deals! Like sleeping at Courtney's for the night. And the best part was that there was no guest room, and the couch was just too 'special' for Duncan to lie on. Courtney didn't dare want some "Neanderthal" putting his disgusting germs on her furniture. Which meant the floor, but Duncan still had an ace up his sleeve.

"Are you sure you can handle sleeping without brushing your teeth? " Courtney questioned her voice sounding more concerned than she really was.

She looked down at the delinquent who just lie on the floor with no blankets, and no pillows. Courtney would feel guilty by now, but seeing that he was actual comfortable didn't give her the feeling of guilt at all. She could just tell that the beds he usually sleeps on were much worse than Courtney's own floor.

Duncan stayed silent, only raising an eyebrow to question why'd she ask that. Stupid boys.

"Ugh, I mean," Courtney started while fluffing her pillows. "Doesn't it bother you to have a non-minty breath when you go to sleep?"

Duncan chuckled, it was a wonder why she cared for his cleanliness and his business. It was obvious she was in to him. Or she wouldn't give a damn. "Hey, I've done it before." He replied, calmly with a shrug-off voice. "And why are you asking?" Duncan asked with his cocky smirk. Courtney rolled her eyes. Yet another tease she had to deal with. "Are you setting me up?" He purred out, furrowing his eyebrow to match on to his voice.

Courtney growled and threw a pillow to Duncan's face, only to have Duncan put it behind his head. Ugh, comebacks. "Just be lucky I'm actually letting you sleep here."

Duncan chuckled and his hands went behind his head. "Yeah, I'm real lucky." He agreed, sarcastically.

Courtney rolled her eyes and started wiping off dust from her bed, as if it was necessary. "Shut-up and go to sleep." She ordered, in a mumbling tone.

Sincerely, Courtney was excited to have company. Especially when they're staying overnight, like a sleepover! Too bad it had to be the sickening pervert Duncan. He's as stubborn as her, but it's nice to have competition. I guess there's always an up-side to things

Duncan smirked and ignored her command. It's time to work out my plan. "So tell me, princess." Duncan started, staring at the ceiling to make it less suspicious. Just a normal talk instead of a set-up. "Is this my payment?"

Courtney arched her eyebrow in confusion. "Payment?"

"You know, for massaging you." He reminded, carelessly.

Courtney hesitated. "Yeah I guess." She mumbled, closing the curtains to shade off the moonlight.

The room immediately filled with darkness except for the smallest spot. Where slight moonlight peeked out of the curtains, but it was no bother. To both the fellow pair.

Duncan chuckled. "Funny, I had something else planned..."

Catching on to this playfully game Courtney smirked. "And what exactly did you have inplanned?" She asked, challengingly. Only to cause the kinky side of her to grow, and for Duncan's plan to be a success.

Duncan simpered as he had prepared for her to say something similar to that. It's weird how he could actually break down a girl easily, but it was awkward of how getting a woman to like you (Courtney) was hard. Duncan hopped onto her bed, causing the weight to shift and for so the mattress.

Courtney's eyes widened at his actions, and at how he had just pinned her into a trap.

"This." Duncan whispered evilly as his lips clashed with hers.

A/N: Agh, I'm so not good with this. But thanks to you guys encouragements I managed to pull this off!

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