Courtney's POV

When I leave Duncan's I am totally fed up with him and hope I never see him again. I am almost to my cherry red convertible when I hear someone running up to me from behind. So I do what all girls are taught to do, pull out some pepper spray and spray the person in the eyes and jump into your car and drive to the police. So when I have my spray almost in my hand I feel a hand on my shoulder. So I scream, well screech actually.

"Dude, little to loud, even for a musician." I hear some one say, I recognize the voice.

"Trent you scared the crap out of me! Why would you do such a thing?" I ask him because my heart was literally trying to have a heart attack.

"Sorry, but you dropped your phone when you were walking to your car and I thought you might want it." He said, I can tell I scared him.

"It's okay, but next time yell Courtney before you grab my shoulder. Os that way I don't have to pull this out." I say as I pull my pepper spray out of my purse.

"Yeah, I don't think I want that in my eyes. Because the view right now is amazing." Okay, so that one made me blush.

"Well, I have to go. See you at school." I say as I practically run to my car because I was so embarrassed.

"See you at school then." I hear him say just before I close my door.

I feel so bad. He was trying to be sweet then he was flirting with me. Come to think of it Al never flirts with me. I should probably give him a call, I haven't called him all day and it's like nine.

The phone rings for a good four rings before he, or should I say someone, picks up.

"Hello?" I hear a girl say, a girl that sounds a lot like.

"Heather?"

"Oh Courtney, what's up?"

"Oh nothing, you know just calling my boyfriend to see how he was doing. But instead I got you instead." Lucky me.

"Oh he's good. And so am I, if you were wondering." I wasn't.

"Well could I talk to him?" why am I asking he's my boyfriend.

"Oh you see, well I'll let him tell you."

"Hello?" Now it's Al.

"Hey, so what's Heather doing at your house?"

"Oh you know, studying."

"Just a little FYI Al, if you're going to lie to me, at least make it believable. Heather or you for that matter, never study."

And that with that I hang up.

By now I am home and I can't be though. My parents don't even like the idea of me going out with guys, if they knew that I cried over them, I would be so grounded.

So I change into black sweat pants, a white tank top, a light yellow jacket, and flip- flops. I just have to go some where else, just anywhere.

When I'm in my car driving my eye liner and mascara are running down my face like construction workers pouring new black top, it just goes every where. You have no idea how happy I am that I wore black pants. I'm not really thinking about where I'm going my brain just knows. And I don't really care; I just need to tell someone. Anyone who listen to me at least.

I arrive at Trent's house and Duncan's house. Okay Courtney just go to Trent's, he's the one who really cares, and he's the person who will really listen. My brain is telling me, while my feet are going over to Duncan's.

Duncan's POV

I hear the door bell ring and expect it to be my pizza.

"Courtney?" Is all I can say when I see her looking like a mess with make up running down her cheeks and sniffling.

"Can I come in?" she asks in a very shaky voice like she was just frozen.

"Yeah, yeah, come on." I say and after she's in I look around outside to see if this is a trick.

"So what happened?" I ask after I come into the living room with two cups of coffee.

"After I left earlier, I called Al and… and… and he didn't answer."

"And that's bad why?" Now I know it's a joke, why would she come over hear because her precious boyfriend didn't answer his phone.

"It's bad because… because Heather answered." Now she is sobbing harder than I have ever seen a girl cry.

"Courtney, he was just a boy. You don't need him. Hell, nobody needs that snobby jerk. But we all have to put up with people that we don't want too. And we get through it. We always do, that's what people do."

"Duncan, you have no idea how happy I am that I came to your house." She says, and next thing I know she's in my shoulder crying into my shirt. It's white, this is just great. But she's worth it; she needs a shoulder to cry on.

"Court, it's getting late I think you should leave we do have school tomorrow, well you do. I haven't decided if I'm going yet."

"Duncan, just a couple more minutes, please." She looks so sad; I can tell that she no one else to tell about what happened.

"Okay, but just a few minutes." I say, and then I hear my phone start screaming with some punk music. And there's the Courtney glare that I love about her. Well I don't love her if that's what you're thinking. I have a girl friend remember?

"Hello?" I say into my phone.

"Hey babe." It's Gwen.

"What's up?" I ask her as I get Court some more coffee. God only knows how long she will be here.

"At your front door." She says and hangs up.

"Oh crap!" I scream.

"Duncan, what happened?" Courtney says as she comes into the kitchen.

"Princess, listen, I need you to hide in the pantry for just about five minutes. Okay? I'll come get you when you can come out." I say as I have to push her into the pantry, this girl has a hard head that's for sure.

After I get Courtney into the pantry I have to run to the door to answer it. Oh crap my shirt is covered in make- up and I have no time to get a new one. I just take it off and shove it into the closet under the stairs.

"Hey Gwen." I say, looking as natural as possible.

"Hey Duncan, so anyone home?" She asks as she lets herself in, that has always bothered me.

"Well no." I say as I follow her into the living room.

"Um, Duncan, why is there a coffee cup with lip stick on it?" She asks as she examines the cup.

"Oh, um, my mom left it there this morning. Let me just take it into the kitchen.

When I get into the kitchen I see Courtney walking around looking for food.

"Do you have-" I had to put my hand over her mouth so she didn't talk loud enough for Gwen to hear.

"Just stay here." I whisper as I put her back into the pantry.

"Were you talking to yourself in the kitchen?" Gwen asks when I get back into the living room.

"No I was just singing a little of a song to myself that's all."

"Oh okay then."

"Duncan if you really think that I'm going to stay in that pantry you have another thing coming!" Courtney yelled as she walked out into the living room.

"Oh hey Gwen." She says as if everything is fine.

"Courtney?" Gwen asks as she stands up.

"Do you see anybody else here?" Court responds looking around. Good job Courtney, use sarcasm.

"Duncan, what is going on?" Gwen asks as she turns to face me.

"Well Courtney called Al and Heather answered. Then she broke up with him and came to my house crying because she had no where else to go, and I let her in because I'm a nice person like that. And then you called and I had to hide Courtney in the pantry so you wouldn't know she was here. But apparently Princess can't listen to any orders and came out any way. Nothing happened, I swear." I said as fast as I could.

"Okay, well I'll just let you two get everything straightened out. Duncan thanks for listening and Gwen thanks, for well, coming over. I'll just grab my shoes and leave. See you at school Duncan. Bye Gwen." Courtney said as she got on her shoes and walked out the front door.

"Well I guess I should get going too, it's getting late and I think that you're in no mood to make out, or at least I'm not. So I'll see you tomorrow and we can sort all of this out." Gwen says as she gets up and just walks out.

After I hear the door close I plop down on the couch and wonder why girls have be so aggravating.