Chapter 3

Trent rubbed his chest, bruised by Duncan. Their wrestling match had almost landed him in the infirmary, but luckily no. He didn't want to go there again. Shivering from painful memories, he faced his angered girlfriend.

"Trent, you aren't supposed to take other people's things unless they let you," Gwen said, pacing back and forth, her arms behind her back all Army-like. "That picture's the closest thing Duncan has to his 'Princess'."

"But I was just wondering what it was," Trent said, sitting on the ground. They were still outside.

Gwen sighed, "Would you have liked it if Duncan stole a picture of me?"

Trent shook his head no, saying, "I-I wouldn't."

"Exactly," Gwen said, facing Trent. "You have to treat people the way you want to be treated."

Duncan sat on the footstep of the guys' trailer watching Gwen and Trent, chuckling. "Ooh, this is just too good," he muttered to himself.

Everyone finally went to bed, Trent thinking of ways to maim – or kill – Duncan. Maim or kill him mentally. Physically if possible. He glared at Duncan, who was asleep for sure this time.

Duncan was, unlike what Trent thought, awake and thinking of Courtney, and, occasionally, Gwen. Wait, Gwen? He sat up and shook his head, trying to clear his mind. No way was he thinking of Gwen! She has a guy! Yeah, a loser guy who probably doesn't even write his own songs. She deserves someone better, someone like... Duncan? No! Not him! Besides, they aren't single. He can't cheat on his girl, now can he? Unless.... No! Stop thinking like that!

After probably hours of thinking and battling against themselves, Duncan and Trent found the magical land of sleep.

Morning came, and everyone was tired. Trent smiled, unlike everyone else, glad that he found out one of the two things Duncan was talking about Chris knowing. "Yes!" he yelled to no one. "I know!"

Gwen walked up to him, asking, "Know what?"

"One of the two things Duncan was talking about Chris knowing!" he screamed at her excitedly.

Gwen rolled her eyes. "The picture and whatever the second one is, right?" she asked.

"Yes!" Trent yelled, now jumping up and down and in circles.

Gwen looked at him weird, backed away, and went to talk to Duncan who was probably saner than Trent was at that moment. "Duncan, something's up with Trent," she stated.

Duncan smirked. "I hear you, sister," he agreed. "But what's causing all the commotion?"

Gwen sighed, "He's just glad that he knows one of the two things."

Duncan nodded. "I think he wants to kill me," he randomly said.

Gwen turned to him. "What makes you say that?" she asked, her eyes widening.

"Face it," Duncan said, wrapping an arm around her shoulders, "I'm hanging out with the hottest Gothic chick I know, and it turns out she's got a boyfriend who, by the way, is very overprotective about their relationship and would gladly kill anyone who messes with his girl."

Gwen laughed, managing to say, "Yeah, he is going to kill you."

Duncan laughed. "I hope not," he said, tightening the grip around her shoulders.

Trent looked over at their direction, eyeing the delinquent flirting with his girlfriend. He walked over to them and kindly excused Gwen, "Duncan, Gwen and I need to talk for a moment, so can you lay off the flirting a moment?"

Duncan shrugged and lowered his arm, watching the couple walk away. Trent ushered Gwen to the guys' trailer. "What do you want, Trent?" Gwen asked, looking around the trailer.

"I don't want you hanging out with Duncan anymore," Trent spluttered.

Gwen raised an eyebrow, saying, "Why not?"

"It makes me feel uncomfortable," he said, putting a hand on Gwen's shoulder.

"But Trent, he's the only person on this entire set who understands me!" she blurted, quickly adding, "besides you."

Trent snapped, "But what about our relationship?"

"That'll still be here," Gwen said, looking for a nearby window or door.

"Yes, but Duncan is taking that away," he pushed.

"No, he is not!" Gwen snapped back, annoyed. "Can't you just accept our friendship?!"

Trent scoffed and said, "Friendship? Don't you mean secret affair?"

"We are not having an affair of any sort!" she yelled at him, irritated. "Do you have one with, oh, I don't know... Heather, maybe?"

Trent yelled back, shocked, "No, I don't! I don't even like the little bitch!"

Outside, Duncan was walking past the trailer and heard extremely loud yelling. Wondering, he walked in to find Gwen and Trent screaming at each other. Duncan cleared his throat, and Gwen and Trent turned to him. "I thought you said you'd be talking," he said.

Gwen sighed, "We were at first. Then things got out of hand."

Trent said, "We started arguing and yelling at each other and all... and why am I telling you?"

Duncan wasn't listening to Trent, and didn't reply. Instead, he was thinking about how much Gwen needed someone else... someone who would actually take care of her instead of yell at her for no apparent reason at all. Someone like... Duncan, maybe? Yeah, he was sure of it this time. When he realized Trent said something, he asked him, "Wait, what'd you say?"

Trent rolled his eyes and said, "Never mind."

Duncan announced, "Guys, just apologize, OK? Then everything will be better. I think."

Gwen sighed and turned to Trent. "Uh... I'm sorry, Trent," she said. "I got kinda mad for a sec..."

"I'm sorry too," Trent said. They embrace, Duncan nodding in approval.

"Now that that's over, I'm going to go get breakfast," Duncan stated.

He headed out of the trailer, and Gwen said behind him, "Wait! I'll come! Come on, Trent!"

The three headed over to the mess hall, Chris watching. "Psst, Trent," he said, snickering.

Trent looked over at him, saying, "What?"

Chris laughed out loud, managing, "You should see this!" He ushered Trent into his trailer and sat him down in front of the TV. He pressed play, and the video started.

As Trent continued watching, he said, "Oh... my... God..."

As I edit this and all, I think about Michael Jackson's death. So sudden and tragic... they still have no idea what caused it. Anway...

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