Guess what? This is becoming a recurring series. Why? Because people asked. Who for this chapter? Poison innocence, and Tekke2! To the rest of you, wish harder! I'm kidding, i listen to every request and consider each one... then i take it up with Flinx. And we both agreed this story comes first.

Also, in this story... well... the humor is DEAD! DEAD I SAY! I want people to see that even when in humor as i always am, i know what sorrow is... and you will now witness TRUE PAIN! And you know what the most painful part of it all is? You all will know why it hurts when she doesn't... enjoy.

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NOTE!: This chapter takes place between "I see London" and "Greece's Pieces"


Her stride was proud and in her mind, long overdue. As she walked down the walkway to the confessional, she passed the pasty skinned girl with teal highlights in her shabby black hair, and gave her a friendly smile and hand wave. "Hi Gwen," She greeted her team mate; who flinched at her call.

"Uhh... Hi Courtney, going to the confessional?" Gwen asked with a nervous stagger in her tone.

"Yeah, are you going to go too?" Courtney asked in reply.

Almost intently, Gwen shook her head and started to walk off, feeling her face turn hot. "N-no... I've had enough of the confessional for awhile; believe me," Gwen laughed before leaving for the first class cabins.

Courtney tilted her head for a second, but shrugged it off and entered the confessional. She sat herself down in the usual spot of which people sat before the confession and folded a leg over her other. "A lot has happened recently... and for once, good," She told the camera with a charming smile on her mocha skin face. "You see, as of lately, I have gotten my boyfriend- Duncan- back, I've gain a close ally and maybe friend in Gwen..." A softer look releases from her face and she looks at the camera directly. "Things are starting to look up..." Getting up, she turns to the exit, but stops as she reaches for it. "Although..."

BZZZT: 11:00 A.M.

"-And in section 37, subsection 6, paragraph 3 -revision four of course- I stated his bad boy attitude may be hot, but he needs to respect at least half of the rules in this world... particularly my newly revised 600 rule contract I made out for him... much like it states here in-"

BZZZT: 1:00 P.M.

"-And I know he hasn't even skimmed this contract yet... one reason being that Duncan lacks the ability to read anything passed a tenth grade level, but also that I pride myself on my detective and deducing skills. I can see that none of his prints are on even half these pages... But maybe i'm being too hard on him, I mean I did just give it to him six hours ago... but still-"

BZZZT: 2:00 P.M.

"-Duncan thinks he's sly and sneaky, but he has no idea of how great I am at figuring him out. I know him like the back of my hand, he can't put the wool over my eyes. But I welcome him to try... I find it cute when he and I share things like that..."

BZZZT: 3:30 P.M.

"...Heather? Not on her or anyone's life! Sierra? Fat chance. Bridgette? Not likely... I love Bridgette and all, but I've seen Duncan around other girls... sorry Bridge. I don't think I can trust Duncan with any girl... well-"

BZZZT: 4:00 P.M.

"-she kept her boyfriend in a good line... I can only imagine how well she does with keeping boys that aren't her boyfriend in line. Admittedly, and don't let her know or anyone for that matter, I think Gwen isn't just a candidate for a good friend, but it's her quality of being a better person then most people I know that makes her qualified to be a best friend... but for that we would have to work on her choice of clothing and organization skills..."

BZZZT: 4:30 P.M.

"...Even so, I've seen how those two have interacted, some people may inturpret that as afection or some sort of nonsense like that... but I know better. You see, people know them only on the outside: two outcast-type people that grow closer and closer as the season progresses... But that's where I have the upper hand over those slack jawed buffoons... I know them deeply -more Duncan then Gwen- but point being, that I... well... those two above all others in this game going on right now... I trust them with my life. And I know trust is the one thing you don't want to show in this game filled with back stabbers and traitors... but with those two, I know my trust lies well and safe..."

BZZZT: 4:45 P.M.

"But... this doesn't mean I won't be protective of my man... even Gwen can't help but sway at some of his charms," She sighs lovingly and looks out the window dreamily. "Who wouldn't..."

BZZZT: 4:46 P.M.

"GIVE ME THAT TAPE!" the camera goes fuzzy constantly as she jumbles it around. "GRAH, how many times is this going to happen to me? I have to stop talking to this thing!" She cursed her slip of the tongue, cursing the sum of what little weakness she had.

BZZZT: 5:00 P.M.

"...I guess it doesn't matter..." She calms herself with a deep breath as the camera hangs limply out of it's hold. "Besides, I have more important things to worry about then ifs and maybes... I have a show to win, and nothing, nothing, will stop me from taking home that million dollars this season..." She picks herself up from the confessional seat and opens up the door for her exit. As she opens the door, she is met by Tyler standing before the exit with a frantic look to his eyes. "Tyler? I'm sorry, did I use the confessional too long?" Courtney asked, slightly embarrassed. "I would've been done sooner but-"

"No, it's not that, look, I gotta tell you something," He blurted out, looking around his surroundings.

"Okay... what is it?" She asked, peaking one of her brows up.

"You see, yesterday, I saw-" Before Tyler could say anything, Duncan dashed out from the Economy class cabins and knocked Tyler across the hall and away from Courtney, growling a loud battle cry.

Courtney watched as the two of them disappeared through a curtain. "...Odd. Must be a guy thing."


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Poor... poor... poor... Courtney...

Courtney: "Oh, Readers. Can you do me a favor? Can you take this knife from my back? And while you're at it, can you get this arrow in my heart?"