DuncanxCourtney, part 2 of the oneshot Next Contestant.

(I'm doin' it in chunks cause I'm too anxious to wait to do the whole thing) Please read + Tell me what you think, If only 3 people like it, that's thrice the reason for me to keep going,

Courtney looked over to Justin embarrassed. "Sorry about that. I don't know what got into him." She looked away fluffing her hair and silently cursing Duncan for being so rash like that in front of people. Sure a peck on the cheek, but geez! He usually wasn't so rash…
"Oh I don't mind." Justin smiled once more, and Courtney blushed again. This guy was out of this world, it was so unbelievable. And she got to work with him! All the girls in school looked to her with envy and she had to admit, it was a great feeling.
"Well don't mind me, I'll just get started." He walked over toward the back of the room and began his task of taking stock. Courtney nodded and stayed upfront, already done her task for the hour. The brunette continued reading on, completely into her book.
Justin looked back over through the front window and saw Duncan kicking his cycle to life and zooming down the street, dodging traffic.
And then the model like teen smiled, and furrowed his brow, eyes hinting with something similar to that of a man about to ding dong ditch a cop's house.
'I'm always up for some fun.'
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A week later...

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At the house on 1453 Sampson Way, Bridgette and Courtney were hanging out in Bridgette's room, watching a movie that involved a surfer with a passion to be the best. Bridgette loved it, while Courtney found many flaws in the plot, character development, and overall the entire movie.
"I mean come on! She wants to be the #1 surfer in the country! She can't let some stupid skater stop her from coming out on top."She exclaimed from her spot on Bridgette's bed.
Bridgette smiled. One from the basic plot of the movie, and the other for her friends' crude review of it. She was so competitive and down to earth she thought of 'Happily Ever Afters' as a 'never gonna happen'. "Sometimes love just makes you do crazy things Courtney." She smiled while lying on the floor, and shoved a handful of chips into her mouth, watching her favorite scene where the skater tackles the surfer into the water.
Courtney snorted quietly to herself. "Not to me it won't." She decided placing her fists on her hips.
Bridgette laughed. "It already has. How many times has Duncan gotten you to swipe food with him from the cafeteria's secret stash?"
"I'll have you know that's because we pay good money and they keep all the good things in the back, making us eat whatever sludge they vacuum off the floor."
"You pack your lunch though."
Courtney hadn't counted on her friend knowing this little fact. "Well fine, I do it for the other students of the school. A representative if you will. I'm trying to show them that a student can do anything they can put their mind to."
"By stealing? Oh how noble of you."
"Shut up!" She pinched the brim of her nose. Bridgette knew she had Courtney beat sideways. And Courtney knew that too, but hated to give in. "Alright, maybe a tiny part is for the rush." She said pinching her fingers together to emphasize the smallness of it.
Bridgette smiled. "Nothing to be ashamed of Court, it's every teen's ambition. Now all ya gotta do is admit that your fawning over Duncan is the huge part of it."
"I do not fawn over him!"
"Right, and Gwen doesn't hate Heather."
"I'm serious! I don't!"
"You know, you're not denying it's the main reason."
Courtney shrieked in frustration, crossed her arms, and got flushed from the anger. "Why is everyone trying to frazzle my nerves lately!?"
Bridgette laughed once more and put her hands up in surrender. "Sorry, sorry. Didn't mean to push you too far. Who else is frazzling your nerves?" She asked while returning her view to the movie while keeping her ears open to the conversation.
"Duncan is." She sighed, narrowing her eyes to nothing in particular. "He keeps coming by my job and hanging out, bugging the everlasting life out of me."
The blonde stuck another handful of chips in her mouth absentmindedly. "He is your boyfriend you know. Kinda his job to hang with you."
"It's not even that!" Courtney emphasized. "Every time he comes by he just starts making out in front of my coworker like we're alone! It's getting really obnoxious." She stated her dislike in the delinquent's actions. A usual habit.
Bridgette started to chuckle. Courtney didn't find it so humorous. "What?!"
"He's jealous of something." Bridgette stated. "Geoff was the same way when I became a lifeguard at the city pool. Every time I had to give a guy mouth to mouth, he'd kiss me right after in front of everyone. It's just a way of showing he cares." Bridgette seemed lighthearted at the idea. She even seemed to think it sweet. Courtney wasn't so accepting.
"Peck on the lips, and tonsil hockey are two entirely different matters."
"Well Duncan is a bit more to the point than Geoff is."
"True." Courtney nodded. "But it doesn't make it right. I mean, what is there to be jealous of? He knows I'm not some cheating hussy who flirts with every guy she sees."
"No matter how cocky men act, they always have a feeling of inferiority at some point when it comes to other males." Bridgette said knowingly.
Courtney replied, "I can see that, but it all depends on the male. I mean, I don't think I'll live to see the day when Duncan feels inferior to Harold or Ezekiel in anyway."
The two girls laughed hysterically for a few minutes until they wiped the tears from their eyes.
"I can see why he would in your case though. I mean you work with Justin right?"
Courtney blushed as she thought of the incredibly hot-looking teen. "Yeah."
"Well you are left alone with him for a good 6 hours a day. Maybe Duncan just wants to lessen that alone time."
"Ch." She scoffed. "He should know I wouldn't try anything with him. He's not my type of guy. He's just-"
"Unbearably gorgeous to look at?"
"Yeah." They sighed in unison. "There will never be anything between us. I couldn't stand the thought of being with him." Courtney ended the topic there, insisting they get back to the last part of the movie. Bridgette smiled as she saw the ending scene to the film, the two heroes of the movie sharing their first kiss.
'Or stand the thought of being without Duncan.' Bridgette thought to herself.

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Justin had been working the past week knowing Duncan came in at 5 every day and hanging out until about 7, leaving, and then picking Courtney up by nine. But on Thursdays Duncan usually didn't come for whatever reason it was. Justin decided this was the day he'd initiate his little game.
He always loved messing with people's lovelives since the gift came so easily to him. He could get any girl he wanted and proving that to confident tough looking males was always a fun ego boost. He got a kick out of seeing relationships sputter out of whack all because he smiled wider than usual.
But this girl was tougher than the rest. No matter how many compliments and smiles he sent her way, she would just blush, never crack.
But her boyfriend was just too arrogant not to test.
Maybe it was time to push the limit.
He waited 'til Thursday evening while Courtney was stocking a shelf a little beyond her reach. When he saw her struggling a bit on her tip toes to reach the top shelf he made his journey over to her. "Need help there sweetheart?"
She blinked and looked over in Justin's direction. "No no, that's not necessary. I got it on my own." She was blushing and Justin smirked. "Doesn't look that way sweetie, come on I'll give you a hand." Her eyes widened and she started to stutter when he came from behind her; grabbing the book she was reaching to put on the top shelf and without any trouble, planted it up there. He let his arm slide down hers casually. "Th-thanks, but I'm sure I can handle the rest. Now please go on and-" She spun around to look him in the face but said face was stuck right in front of hers when she turned.

Too close for comfort, Courtney decided.
With blood rushing through the apple of her cheeks, Justin decided to make his final strike for the night. "Looks like my hour's up there cupcake, but I'll cya tomorrow." Sealing his fate, he gave her a kiss on the cheek and walked out the door to the sidewalk. He left with a smirk on his face, and in his path a speechless Courtney.
'Let the games begin.'

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"Woah Courtney slow down! Now say it again but slower!"
"Jus-tin flir-ted with me!" Courtney emphasized each symbol. She was pacing in the her room at home, talking quickly in a panicked voice on her cell phone. She felt confused, angry, distressed, embarrassed, and completely thrown off. This came out of NOWHERE.
"Alright wait up, what do you mean by flirt?" Bridgette's voice, while sounding anxious tried to calm her friend down.
"He came up behind me and stuck his face close to mine," She was ranting on every event she could recall in a rush, "And he kept calling me stupid pet names and then he just KISSED ME." She was fuming now. "What kind of arrogant stuck up guy just kisses a girl he doesn't even know? I mean, I told him to go away practically and then he just UGH!"
"Relax Courtney! Don't worry, we'll tell your boss to fire him or change your hours or something."
"My boss is an old prune who can barely tell left from right." She whispered harshly into the phone. " I doubt he's going to take the effort to change our hours around."
"Well then we'll just talk to the guy and tell him to leave you alone."
"What if he doesn't listen? I'm not going to quit my job and have it look bad on my résumé just cause some jerk won't keep inside his own bubble."
"He would listen if we had Duncan talk to him."
Courtney's eyes widened. "Oh no. No, no, no. We can't have Duncan down here causing a scene. That won't help at all."
"You know he's gonna wanna know anyway Courtney."
"He's never one to use his words."
"Well when he does it's very effective."
"Maybe, but his temper's another story."
"True. Well the worst that will happen will probably be just a threat. You know how he gets."
"I don't want him getting in trouble with the police for threatening. It's not worth another stain thrown on his already tarnished record. Promise me you won't tell him."
"Come on Court-"
"Promise me!"
Bridgette sighed. "Fine I won't tell Duncan."

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"Woah! You serious Bridge?!" Geoff exclaimed over the phone.
"A hundred percent. Courtney told me herself." 'She never said I couldn't tell Geoff to tell Duncan.' Bridgette thought cleverly.
"You sure he knew Courtney and Duncan had a thing?"
"Yeah, Courtney mentioned that Duncan kissed her in front of him a dozen times."
"Dude, that is not cool hitting on another man's woman."
"I know, that's why I need you to tell Duncan so he can go over and deal with Justin."
"Yeah I read ya Bridge, I'm just not sure we should tell Duncan this."
"Oh, not you too." Bridgette sighed.
"Well the dude has matches…and can break into houses…and can use a knife." Geoff stated with doubt hanging on every word.
"Well he won't use those on Justin."
"You can never be sure with that dude, 'specially in this situation."
"Well we can't just let Justin hang there, making out with Courtney whenever he pleases."
Geoff sighed. "Alright I'll tell him, just don't be surprised to hear the fireworks afterwards."
"Thanks Geoff, I owe you." Bridgette said happily.
"Anything for you Bridge."

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Alright then, I've decided I will update the last chap after this, then when I make the next 'oneshot' I will combine these three chaps into one huge chap making said oneshot.
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