"Are you planning to go to Trent's party tomorrow?" Bridgette asks me. Although she should know the answer that I am, she's only asking this in case I've had one of those mood swings in the morning when I don't want to go to school and say 'no' to everything. Typically, with Duncan on my back now, this happens quite a lot.

But luckily enough, not today.

Or more specifically, it probably will actually be today, but since I haven't seen Duncan yet, not yet anyway.

"Yeah. It's Trent's party. Who on earth with the right mind wouldn't go?" I say, managing a smile.

"People who don't like hills, or creepy, large houses," Bridgette points out.

Okay, good enough point. Trent's gigantic house is on top of this gigantic hill. Apparently, there wasn't enough room anywhere else to build his house, and this was the only spot left. And, on Halloween, Trent's parents decorated the whole exterior if the house with creepy cobwebs, and all these weird things, and then Trent's dad came out as a mummy and scared the little kids and older kids off.

Very few people come to Trent's anymore.

I hear a bunch of boys screaming in the distance. It doesn't take long for them to catch up with me, Bridgette and Gwen. There is four of them, as far as I can see, unless any others are behind them – Alejandro, Trent, Geoff, and with my luck it's always gonna be Duncan. They run up to us, stopping when they reach us, still shouting and screaming like maniacs. How immature can you get?

"Hey, Trent, how was the music recital?" Bridgette asks. I can see Trent's guitar is on his back, swinging and swaying about continuously.

"It went great! It was a really good recital. We've got another one in two weeks, so I'll have to start practicing. All you guys coming to the party tomorrow?"

"PARTY!" Geoff screams.

"Tomorrow," Alejandro reminds him, which makes Geoff give him an evil glare.

"Well, here's Idiotic Trust," Gwen mutters.

Credence Jr. High is mostly referred to by its students as Idiotic Trust. Idiotic, because they should never give us it and they are idiots to do so, and Trust because Credence is another word for trust.

As we walk in the building, I'm hit by millions of paper airplanes, and scrunched up notes. It's only 8:42, and the teachers only come at 8:59, as they don't care about what we do much. Posters hang around the school, advertising for clubs with only one or two members, and if we had real teachers, would be disbanded. Noticeboards are overflown with clubs trying to out-do one another. I belong to several clubs – but events rarely happen where we are useful.

"How are you and Heather?" I ask Alejandro.

Alejandro and Heather. What can I say? They aren't perfect, but they suit each other in ways. They're both manipulative and mean…etc., etc. just bad qualities really. But I bet Alejandro could have done a lot better than Heather.

"Suficiente," he replies.

From my knowledge of Spanish, that means good enough. Or at least, something similar in meaning to it. But Alejandro spots Heather and he's off like a shot.

And that leaves me and Duncan, as we're the only ones here who aren't dating. Or never plan to be in a relationship with each other.

"Good morning, Princess," Duncan says to me, in a half sarcastic tone. I am not sure if he actually is being sarcastic or not.

Duncan looks like he always has since I've known him. His jet black hair looks scruffy and out of place, but he can pull it off rather well. His teal eyes look bored, and his white t-shirt under his black jacket is visible, as he's left it open and it drops down covering part of his shorts. He looks unexcitable, and by the look on his face, and the bags beneath his eyes, it looks like he hasn't been awake for long, and he hasn't got much sleep.

"Are you okay, Duncan?" I ask. I'm not worried, or anything, but he looks really terrible. I brace myself for 'Stop trying to be a mom, Princess' or something but he just gives me a short and sweet reply of –

"Yeah, I'm fine."

He seems half asleep.

Instead I take a new approach.

"So, what did you do last night?" I ask him politely. This is a rather interesting question, for most people would answer sleep, but Duncan's answers are always going to be extremely varied.

"Just stuff. I hung out with one of my friends," he mutters, nearly collapsing.

He looks like the living dead.

I pause, "Duncan, I think you should go home."

"I'll catch up on the sleep in class, Princess," he mumbles.

"But then you'll fall behind," I point out.

"Do you think I care?" he replies grumpily.

"Fine! Do it your own way," I tell him, "you won't get very far."

I walk away with as much pride as I have. Ungrateful pig! I was just trying to help him. I'll teach him a lesson. I remember something in an instant, and I walk back to the living dead monster.

"Duncan? Remember when you said you would walk with me in the park some other time? Well, I decided after school, we can go then. So, I'll see you after school," I say to him.

"I was going to go home after school and get some sleep, Princess," he says sleepily.

"Well, bad luck, your plans have changed. Now, goodbye," I say sweetly and walk away from him, laughing to myself.

Serves the 'bad boy' right.

'I hate you,

And then I love you.

It's like I want to throw you off a cliff,

Then rush to the bottom

To catch you.'

A lot of times throughout school, my friends would tell me that I and Duncan were meant to be. I constantly denied it, as it wasn't true at the time, and it isn't true even now. He is a delinquent and I'm a C.I.T. He is evil, and as far as I am concerned, I'm a good person.

I've never really felt for him, I guess. He is no relevance to me, and I don't need him. I'll never need him. His existence is useless.

And whenever the whole opposites attract thing is brought up again in conversation, I deny it again. Let's face it.

I have no feelings for him whatsoever.

A/N – I hope this chapter was a little more descriptive. I wanted to get Courtney's feelings and outlook across more. If you've read the summary, and read the last bit of the chapter, you'll probably guess that she'll regret saying that.

I feel that the phrase kind of had some relevance to the relationship.

But…um…I'm not sure. This is my second chapter today, and I might upload another one later. Also, I'm really pleased with the amount of views, considering this is my first book.

Keep reviewing, and keep telling me what you think!

Okay – Chapter 4…