Welcome to Chapter 3 of TDI Grown-Up. This one is about the most unique couple there is: Courtney and Duncan. Whenever I think of them, I instantly think of the Sk8er Boi by Avril Lavigne. Don't ask me why. Just one of those weird moments I have. For this couple, I think their probably the Smartest couple on TDI. Again, feel free to disagree with me. Anyway, enjoy the chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own TDI or any of the characters affilated with it.
The Life of Duncan & Courtney
The sun was setting in the peaceful town of Cambridge, Massachusetts. The trees in the meadow where the large two-story houses were, seemed to wave goodbye for now as the sun started to set. In one of the houses, a young professor sat at her desk, writing and grading essays her students wrote about what life meant to them. She stamped the papers with an A, a B, a C, a D, or F, depending on how well the students actually did. Of course, she wasn't just grading for performance; she was also grading on what their actual meanings were. She sighed as most of the papers had F's on them. In fact, out of all the papers she graded, there were more bad grades than there were good. She wished her students would understand. College wasn't just all fun and games. It was hard work and seriousness. The sooner her students learned that the better off they would be. She sighed as she pushed his glasses back on her faces as they were slightly falling off. She really needed to reconsider switching to contacts. She finished grading the last paper and sighed as she stretched in her chair. She then heard the door open and looked at the clock as it said 7:00 P.M. She smiled.
"Not a moment too soon." She thought as she exited her bedroom and walked downstairs to the front door. She looked as her lover walked in and put her arms around his neck, kissing him. He instinctly kissed her back and then broke up after a min. passed. "Nice to see you to, Courtney." He said as he walked from the doorway. He then heard rapid footsteps and smiled. "Daddy, daddy!" a child's voice said. The man picked his four-year-old son up and smiled as he swung him around a bit and hugged him. "Hey champ. How was your day?" he asked as he put his son on top of his shoulders. "Good! Today in class we learned how to count by two's." The boy then recited what he learned from memory, making his father laugh and smile. "That's very good, son." He said as he picked his son up and put him on the ground for him to go back to what he was doing. The woman walked into the kitchen as the man sat down on the couch in the living room, exhausted. She looked at him as she prepared their plates for dinner.
"So, how was your day, Duncan?" Courtney asked. Duncan looked at her as he was lying on the couch. "Exhausting, Princess." He said as he stretched. The woman smiled. They were married and had a child, and he still called her that dumb nickname from high school. "Those new recruits the boss hired are really starting to get annoying." He said. "They complain while on the job, they don't follow orders." He said as he sighed. "It's just a pain." "I think its ironic." Courtney said. Duncan looked at her. "What is?" Courtney smiled. "That a former juvenile delinquent is now in charge of training new recruits for the police." Duncan laughed and stood up as he walked to the dinner table.
Yup, it was true. Duncan had somehow reformed his criminal ways and now was on his way to becoming a true police official. "To be honest, it was all my father's idea." Duncan said. "He blackmailed me into going. He forced me to join, or he'd ship me off to military school." Both he and Courtney laughed as she set the food down. "Besides, all of my family has been in some sort of police work. My father was head of the police department, my grandfather was put in the police Hall of Fame for outstanding work, and even my brothers have awards for shutting down numerous crack houses, and reforming gangs."
Duncan soon began eating as he and Courtney began talking with each other's. Many thought the two of them would not end up together, due to them being opposite of each other. One was a prep who was known for her brains and beauty, while another was a former punk who did nothing but search for loopholes in rules and then break them. They used to avoid each other in high school, due to them disliking each other. But after a couple of talks with each other and going on dates, the two found out they had more in common then they thought. Duncan agreed to follow the rules a bit, while Courtney promised not to be so strict about them. Now, the two of them are husband and wife, and have one child.
"So, how's your job at Harvard doing?" Duncan asked. Courtney looked up at him and sighed. "I thought it would be good, but instead its becoming troublesome." She said. "How so?" Duncan asked. Courtney sighed as she put one leg on top of the other, while thinking. "Well, for starters, the students there don't seem to take their work seriously." She said. "I graded about 100 of their essays today, and over half of them were F's!" Duncan looked, mildly surprised. "Well, that's a shock. Isn't Harvard supposed to be one of the best universities around?" he asked. Courtney nodded. "Supposed to be. Those students there have their minds wrapped around other things, and its like their not even trying." She said. "And what's worse, I think some of the boys there have been trying to flirt with me." She said, disgustingly. Duncan shrugged. "Let them." He said. Courtney looked at him, surprised. "Let them?!" she said, nearly shouting. Duncan nodded, putting his plate in the sink. "Yeah, they can stare all the want." He then put his hands around her waist, pulling her up close. "But if they touch you, then I'll take action." He said, smirking. Courtney smiled and then kissed him.
After the two had finished, washing the dishes they headed upstairs to bed. They stopped to their son's room, and looked he had fallen asleep, while playing with his toys. Both of them smiling, they tucked him as he continued sleeping. Courtney chuckled. "With any luck, he'll become like me and not some delinquent." Duncan smirked. "Oh, so you would prefer him being a stuck-up prep?" "Who says I'm stuck-up?" Duncan could have answered that, but knew not to. They softly closed the door to their son's room and walked into their bedroom to sleep.
After waking up, eating breakfast, and going through his normal routine, Duncan drove to work in his police cruiser. He sighed as it would be another day of teaching brainless recruits. He arrived at his job and walked in. He saw many of his recruits there talking, but as soon as he walked, all chatter stopped. He spent the next 4 ½ hours, teaching his recruits about law enforcement, gun safety, and other things they still should have already learned.
The clock struck at 12:00 P.M., meaning lunch time. Duncan retired to his own office and collapsed in his chair. "Now, I know how Princess feels at her job." He thought. He began taking out his lunch that Courtney made for, and silently began eating. He finished, and smiled in satisfaction. "That woman never ceases to amaze me." He said. Duncan looked at his desk, and saw it was relatively clean, besides some coffee, an empty donut box, and some papers that needed filing. He moved the papers aside and found what he was looking for: his personal photos. Smiling, he looked at one, which was a picture of him and Courtney as they were getting married. "She looked really hot in that wedding dress." He thought. He looked at another and it showed a picture of him and Courtney on their first date in high school. "Man, talk about awkward!" he thought. Their friends Bridgette and Geoff had set them up for a blind date on a Friday and forced them to stay until it was over. And they knew when it was over, because Bridgette and Geoff decided to stay with them to make it a double date. "Unfournately, they didn't spend too much time worrying about us, because all they did during the entire date was make out with each other." Duncan thought as he remembered. "Even during the movie theater, that was all they did, making me and Courtney move away from them in embarrassment."
Duncan laughed at the thought of it. "Boy, me and Courtney were mad at them then, even though they apologized like, a hundred times." Duncan then realized something. He looked around for his desk, and found what he was looking for. It was an old high school picture of him and his best friends: Trent, Geoff, Tyler, Owen, DJ, & Harold. It was covered dust, making Duncan sneeze slightly. He put it on the front of his desk, and sat there looking at it, remembering his time in high school. Soon, his watch read 12:30, signaling lunch's end. He sighed, getting back up, and ready for more work. He looked back at the picture one last time, and then walked off with a smile on his face.
Well, there's Chapter Three for you. I hope you like it. I do my best to make my chapters more than 1,000 words long. Next chapter will be about the weirdest and probably the most oddest couple on TDI, Owen & Izzy. Until next time.
