*So, finished another set! I thought I should also tell you that there won't be any type of regularity or waiting period with these updates. I write them when I'm bored or have writer's block (which these are amazing for, by the way). I'll just update whenever I finish ten. Also, I'm seriously starting to wonder where all the DxG stories/authors went! Are we having some sort of strike or idea dry spell or something? WHERE ARE YOU GUYS?*
Rules:
1. Pick a character, fandom, or pairing you like.
2. Turn on your music player and put it on random/shuffle.
3. Write a drabble/ficlet related to each song that plays.
4. Do ten of these, then post them.
1. Stay Beautiful- Taylor Swift
"It's hard to make a conversation when he's taking my breath away."
"So, anything interesting happen while I was gone?" Gwen looks up from her sketchbook and she thinks her heart stops a minute when she sees Duncan towering above her. She quickly slams her sketchbook shut to cover the picture she's been drawing of him and perfecting for the last week and smiles sheepishly.
'Um, not really!" She responds with a fake laugh. He eyes her suspiciously and she wonders how she's keeping her cool. "Alejandro seems to be a good player." She comments.
"Heather certainly seems to think so." He answers mockingly, pointing with his thumb to a scene behind them in which Alejandro is complimenting Heather while the girl in question feebly tries to hide her blush. Gwen tries to smile, but she's too mesmerized by his eyes; they twinkle every now and again with different shades of blue.
"Um, yeah, totally!" She responds louder than she would've liked. He smirks and her breath catches in her throat. (She's thinking that he's probably the most gorgeous being to ever walk the earth.)
"Alright, see you later." He says a few moments later and strides away laxly. Gwen sighs into her seat before popping up and escaping to the confessional for some peace and quiet.
(Little did she know that she wouldn't be getting that any time soon.)
2. Stupid Girls- P!nk
"What happened to the dreams of a girl president? She's dancing in the video next to Fifty Cent!"
Gwen blinked her eyes a few more times to make sure what she just saw wasn't part of a dream or some sick joke.
"Was that..." She trailed off, unable to even finish her dreaded suspicion. She didn't want it to be what (or rather who) she was thinking it was, but it was and it was making her sick. There. On her TV screen. On MTV. Courtney. In nothing but a bikini and hightops. Dancing in the latest Fifty Cent video. She had expected to see something like this from any one of the other Total Drama Series veterans. Lindsay, Heather, LeShawna, heck, maybe even Bridgette! But Courtney? She was flabbergasted. She was supposed to be the first female president, or at the least a supreme court justice, not a skanky groupie for a rapper whose fifteen minutes of fame was up seven years ago!
Her hand somehow made it to her phone and she picked it up, dialing the only number she still had memorized. (She was surprised after five years of not calling it.) It rang for a few moments, only making Gwen more-er-crazy once he finally picked up.
"Hello?" the voice on the other line asked.
"Duncan!" She screamed seconds later. "You have to tell me what's going on!" She demanded.
"Whoa, Gwen?" He asked, his tone considerably lighter. "What's it been, three years?"
"Five and don't change the subject!" She ordered.
"What're you talking about?" She stuttered as she thought of a way to explain herself when she just blurted out, "Courtney!"
"Oh, you saw it too?" He asked. He sounded disheartened and for some reason it made Gwen want to cry. "Didn't know she was going to do that." Gwen scoffed.
"How could you not know, you're her boyfriend, idiot!" She yelled.
"No, I was her fiancee!" He yelled back furiously seconds later. Both lines went silent and the awkward-ness was stifling. He later added in a mumble, "She ditched me for that rapper guy."
"I'm sorry." She apologized, not fully aware that the tears were streaming down her own face a mile a minute. (Her heart broke to hear that he was so miserable.)
"It's okay." They were silent again.
"Hey!" Gwen said suddenly. "'Wanna see Paranormal Activity 6 with me tomorrow?"
"What? Sure!" He responded enthusiastically. Her heart practically beamed with joy.
(Except this time, she kind of knew why.)
3. My Boy Builds Coffins- Florence And The Machine
"My boy builds coffins he makes them all day, but it's not just for work and it isn't for play. He's made one for himself, one for me too, one of these days he'll make one for you..."
"Gwen! May we please speak with you my dear?" Gwen's mother called up to her. She stood up from her vanity, gathering her many skirts and petticoats around her and walked down the stairs.
"Yes, Mother?" She said once she reached the bottom.
"Your father is back from visiting the Duke, and would like to hear about the young man you've been seeing." Gwen's eyes lit up as her father strode into the parlor, his face shaved and his body smelling of the horse he'd been riding all those miles. He smiled a bit at his daughter, his pride and joy, as she curtsied at him. The small family seated themselves in loveseats and chairs.
"So I've heard you've been seeing a young boy from the town?" Her father questioned as one of their housekeepers handed him a pipe. Gwen nodded at her father.
"He's Mr. Stevenson's son." She answered. Her father's eyes widened suspiciously.
"Mr. Stevenson the mortician?" He asked. She once again nodded.
"Yes. He builds coffins and he's very skilled-"
"How can you possibly be enamored with a lowly coffin builder?" The man spat out furiously, steam practically pouring from his ears. Out of respect for her father, Gwen simply ignored the outburst and continued.
"He's a very skilled builder, as I was saying. He's even built a coffin for himself, and one for me."
"Why you!" Her father roared, anger boiling away any common sense he had ever possessed.
"And maybe someday, he'll build yours as well."
4. Just Dance- Lady GaGa
"Control your poison, Babe, roses have thorns they say..."
Duncan sat in the cargo hold, tossing around random junk. He was pretty ticked at himself for pulling such a stupid move that probably got Gwen eliminated. He had missed her already, her smile, her short hair shining even in the horrible lighting of the plane...
He suddenly spotted a bag of hers sitting alone-looking in a corner. He picked it up in one swift move. Taking a deep breath, he found that the bag even smelled like her. (Vanilla with just a hint of the chlorine from her hair dye. He really liked the smell.) Noticing something sticking out from the side pocket, Duncan picked it up and smiled.
He walked back to the first-class cabin minutes later, falling asleep with the object clasped in his fist. Duncan was awoken by the loud sound of someone calling his name.
"Duncan!" Owen called. "Duncan!"
"What?" He growled.
"Is that a rose?"
5. Keep The Change, You Filthy Animal- All Time Low
"You're a saint, you're a queen, and I'm just another boy without a crown."
Duncan looked across the schoolyard, his eye focused on the little girl on the swing. She seemed so perfect to him; her eyes big gray and innocent, and her smile soft and sweet. She like some of saint, an angel of sorts. He wanted her. (Like, a lot.) But then, he got a reality check. What was he? A delinquent? The troublemaker who put a frog in Miss Smith's desk last week? He wasn't an angel, he was a devil, a devil far out of his league if he thought he stood a chance with that pretty girl. Suddenly, he noticed that nerdy kid Cody starting to bother her. He was going to intervene and seriously screw up that kid's face when he watched her kick him in the shin. He smirked when the boy started to wail, and his eyes connected with hers for a split second.
Maybe, just maybe he didn't need a stupid crown.
6. Cannibal- Ke$ha
"I think you're hot, I think you're cool, you're the kinda guy I'd stalk in school."
"Bridgette!" Gwen whined as she heard the deep insides of the branch she was steadied on begin to crack. "This is your worst idea yet!" Her blonde friend shushed her immediately. "I can't believe we're doing this!" Gwen continued anyways.
"Look, it's a brilliant idea, and maybe if we find out some of the stuff they like we'll get invited to the next party." Bridgette countered, removing the binoculars from her eyes just long enough to peer at Gwen through the darkness.
"We're like, stalking them!"
"How?"
"Well, it's ten o'clock at night and we're standing in a tree outside Geoff's house watching them through a window with binoculars!" Gwen whisper-yelled at her friend, then continued. "I don't even know why I'm here! I'm not the one who's crazy about Geoff!" Bridgette rolled her eyes then smirked.
"But you are the one who's crazy about Duncan." Gwen's blush was well hidden in the darkness as she scoffed.
"Am not." The girls were surprised when the voice of the boy in question called out to them.
"Are too!"
7. Still In Love With You- Jonas Brothers
"But your smile still makes my heart sing another sad song."
Ugh, why did Gwen make it so impossible for Duncan to forget about her? After the stunt he pulled with Alejandro and seeing how ticked Gwen was at him, he figured that relationship was screwed and kind of just shrugged it off for a while. But then he gets here to Hawaii and sees her getting all cozy with Trent and even hanging with Harold, and he's like a depressed little love-sick puppy! He takes a deep breath and decides he's done with this. They're mad at each other and just won't talk anymore because there's no point to it. They're done, totally and completely done.
Crap, did she just smile?
8. I'm Yours- Jason Mraz
"I tried to be chill, but you're so hot that I melted."
Gwen knew how wrong it was to kiss him. It was wrong on every single possible level, completely despicable and conniving and mean, and she felt horrible. When she left the confessional she sat back down in her seat and found Courtney sitting across from her, sleeping peacefully and mumbling Duncan's name under her breath. It only made Gwen more nervous and her heart slip into her throat. Courtney stirred and soon woke up, bright-eyed and giddy.
"Oh, hi, Gwen! You're finally back. I was wondering if you fell in." The brunette giggled. Gwen smiled forcefully and tried to laugh, but it sounded more like a strangled sob. "You okay?" Courtney wondered, her brow furrowed.
"Uh, um, yeah, fine!" She lied.
"O-okay, I'm going to go get a snack. Want me to get you something?" Courtney wondered. Gwen kept the fake smile on her face as she shook her head. She sighed when Courtney strode out of the room, but jumped when someone tapped her on the shoulder.
"Whoa! Duncan! What are you doing here?" She questioned the Punk who was crouched down behind her chair.
"Making sure you don't tell my girlfriend! I know you were about to!" (Gwen ignored how much it hurt when he called Courtney his girlfriend.)
"Yeah, well, I tried to be cool, but you had to be all hot and screw it up!" She whispered back fiercely. Duncan smirked suggestively.
"You think I'm hot?"
"Duncan!"
9. If U Seek Amy- Britney Spears
"Does she take a piece of lime for the drink that I'ma buy her, do you know just what she likes?"
The bar was alight with people as Duncan, the bartender, wiped out glasses for reuse. He was just finishing up and slinging the towel over his shoulder when a regular customer, (and as he considered, a friend of his) Trent approached him.
"Hey Dunc."
"Yo Dude." He greeted with a slight nod. "You ordering something or what?"
"Yeah, but not for me." Trent leaned in closer. "See the lady over there?" He jerked his head slightly to the side. "I think she's into me and I want to buy her a drink to, you know, show my interest. I don't know what she likes though. That's where you come in. Could you ask her for me." Duncan shrugged and strode over to the girl. As he got closer, he noticed how beautiful she really was. Her hair was short and ebony-colored, minute traces of teal spotting it throughout. Her lips were thin and pressed together daintily, her eyes a deep charcoal...he snapped out of it when he realized a guy also near the girl was trying to give him a drink order. He apologized to the gentleman and gave him what he asked for before turning his attention back to the girl.
"'Kay, so can I get you something to drink?" He asked. The girl looked up at him as did the two on either side of her.
"I'm good." She said slowly. "Why?" He sighed and made sure Trent wasn't watching the scene unfold.
"That guy over there wanted me to come figure out what drink you might want him to buy you." The girl's eyes widened as she stared at Trent.
"That guy?" She asked shakily, her pupils huge. Duncan nodded, a question in his mind. She shook her head. "No, no, you c-can't talk to him, he's been hitting on me for weeks and...he's looking this way! You've got to do something!" She pleaded with him.
"Do wha-" He shut up when he felt a hard yank on his shirt and a bright blue pair of lips devour his own. He melted into the kiss faster than he expected and decided that yeah, he could get used to not talking to Trent.
(Very used to it.)
10. Headstrong- Ashley Tisdale
"Leave my troubles behind tonight, I am."
Gwen was sure that she just heard something crash behind her and that her mother would kill her when she came home and found this wild house party, but at that moment, as she melted into the kiss of guy she didn't even know, (All she was that he was a hot guy with a mohawk. Sketchy, but good enough for her.) she thought that maybe, just maybe, she should leave her troubles behind more often.
*Okay, you know the drill, tell me which one you liked best! And yes, I have Jonas Brothers on my iPod. And no, I don't care if Evanescence or whatever is better because frankly I can't stand them. (I'm kinda a prep in case you haven't noticed.) Anyways, don't flame me for it, I won't reply and you'll kind of just look like a big idiot. Your call. Anyways, anyone have any suggestions on what songs I should use? I'm getting bored with my iPod. Keep in mind I may not use the song you suggest, but I'll probably try to work with all of them. Tell me in your reviewwww!*
