1-In The Beginning

~Fourteen point five Years Later~

"I hate him." The brunette mumbled under her breath. She narrowed her eyes on the teenage boy who had, yet again, managed to piss her off. It wasn't that big of a deal, he was standing in the line two spaces ahead of her and he had taken the last cupcake. But Courtney had wanted that cupcake, she just wasn't going to get it now. You see, it would have been okay if someone else, anyone else, had taken the cake, but it just had to be Duncan Hudson.

"Now, now, Courtney." The blonde who was behind Courtney in the lunch que giggled. Courtney shook her head, picking up a small pot of chocolate pudding instead.

The two girls walked over to a secluded part of the cafeteria, the back table. It was the only place they were going to get any privacy. Every where else was crowded and they just wanted to sit down somewhere they could talk privately for a moment. So, the only place they could do that was the back table.

"I don't get why you're always acting like you don't like him." The blonde girl sighed, setting her lunch tray down on the table. She sat herself down and then noticed Courtney's evil, narrowed eyes on her. "What?"

"Bridgette, for the millionth time, I. Do. Not. Like. DUNCAN!" It was a good thing that there was so much noise going on around them, otherwise someone might have heard what she had to say and turned it against her.

That was what mainly happened to Courtney in school. Not a lot of people liked her because of her bossy, uptight attitute, but it didn't bother her. She would rather be successful than liked by people she would be able to control in a few years time, once she had successfully become President.

"There's just something...Not quite right about him." Courtney told her friend. Bridgette almost chocked on her macaroni and cheese.

"W-What do you mean?" The blonde teen asked the brunette, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. Bridgette sounded nervous, but luckily Courtney didn't pick it up. Otherwise she really would have had something to answer to.

"He's always around..." Courtney lifted her eyes up and saw that Duncan was sitting by the fire door, not too far from where the back table was situated. He was always sat there, his headphones plugged in but no music playing. It was weird. Courtney didn't even see him eat the cupcake he bought everyday for lunch.

"I think your just paranoid." Bridgette told her best friend. It wouldn't have been the first time. Courtney got herself worked up over the littlest things, which usually ended up being the complete opposite to what they really were.

"I mean it, Bridge." Courtney stuck her fork into her salad, but not picking anything up. The brunette had her eyes fixed on Duncan. He had his eyes closed, but she felt as though he knew she was looking at him, talking about him. She hypnotised by how he always did the same thing, day-in, day-out. "He's always around me in school...Even after school. I always see him hanging around my street."

"Courtney, he's always on your street because he lives in the house opposite yours. He has since the day you were born!" Bridgette was right about that. Duncan and Courtney had always been neighbours, Courtney just found that to be strange for some unknown reason. "And he is also in all of your classes."

"Exactly!" Courtney hissed at Bridgette. "All of my classes..."

"Maybe the two of you just have the same interests." Bridgette said, uncapping her bottle of water. Courtney was not giving up that easily, though. She knew there was something off about Duncan, she could feel it. "Just give him a chance, Court...You never know, the two of you just might get along."

"Excuse me?" Courtney sounded offended by the very thought of it. "Me and Duncan do not, and never will get along. We're complete opposites." Courtney held her head proudly in the air. "Anyway, he's a neanderthal."

"Any louder, Princess?" Said boy snarled as he barged his way past the two girls. Courtney's mouth gawped open, and not in a good way.

"He's rude, too." She muttered, violently attacking her lettuce with her fork. "And what is with that stupid nickname he's got, 'Princess'. What's him deal?"

Bridgette shook her head, smiling down at her plate as she happily ate her mac and cheese. She was one of the very few people in the world who knew the truth about Courtney and Duncan. Not evern Courtney knew the truth, and she was not allowed to know, either. Bridgette was one of the people who were around to make sure that Courtney never found out, too. That just meant having to listen to Courtney grumbling about how much she hates Duncan, when everyone around her knew that she liked him really.

A/N: Just a quick update I wanted to give you guys :)

So, they are all about fifteen and a half...Give or take a bit ;) LOL! But it's all to do with what little plot I have in mind :) Any ideas of how you see this...Please tell me :) LOL! I really wanna make this the best one :) Although...I am quite sad because my two favorite characters, Taylor and Arianna, aren't in it...I really do like them, even if they ain't TD characters :) LOL! Also, this may mean that the beginning of the very first The Going's On will not be as accurate as we thought...So apologies for that :)

Thank you to;

Clarissa: Hehe! No problem ;) Thank you :)

loveDxC4eva: He did know...But he didn't want Courtney to know that he knew..Or even that she was a sorceress because he had to protect her...Does that make sense? LOL! Thanks :)

theselenagomezfan9999: hehe! Thank you :)

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InstruMental: haha! Glad it went well :) Thank you :)

WHOOO! 5 reviews for one chapter :) I FEEL THE LOVE! LOL!

...I'm really bored...There is nothing on TV but the royal wedding coverage...BLEH! I am so not interested in the Royal Wedding...

I'm also out of easter eggs now...

Thanks for reading, please review :)

Love, ChloeRhiannonX