After Courtney changed into her grey swimsuit, she walked towards her drawers and grabbed a beach towel. Looking around the room, Courtney noticed Duncan had left, probably to go do something illegal she thought to herself. Courtney quickly grabbed her white sundress and slipped it on over her suit. She quickly grabs her sunglasses, sun block, and a teen novel from her desk and leaves the room.
"Hey Court, where you going?" Bridgette asks, jogging towards her friend. She had noticed the brunette leave their room with her beach towel in hand and had quickly tried to catch up to her.
"Hey Bridge, just going to the pool. Want to join?" Courtney asks, looking at her blonde best friend hopefully.
"Sure. Let me go get changed. Would you mind if Geoff came too?" Bridgette asks, looking pleadingly towards her best friend. Courtney rolled her eyes slightly.
"Sure. Why not? The more the merrier." Courtney replied, giving her friend a small smile. Bridgette nodded and began sprinting towards their dorms to get changed. She also texted Geoff to meet at the pool with the rest of the Bass clan.
Courtney continued her walk towards the pool, passing a few of the Gopher members on her way. Finally arriving at her destination Courtney quickly grabbed a few pool chairs and a table and began to unload her stuff, claiming the small area.
After the brunette finished, she began relaxing in one of the chairs. She instantly grabbed her book off the table and began to read. But the pleasure wasn't to last, she was joined by Heather and Lindsay, both looking way better (in Courtney's mind) in their bikinis.
"Oh hey Court." Heather's over-cheery voice dripped with venom, at the common nickname of the brunette, sounded in Courtney's ears. "Looking fab as always." The sarcasm obvious in her tone.
Courtney still wore her white sundress over her gray swimsuit. The sundress reached Courtney's knees, and had small lacy flowers as the main fabric, and a halter-top. It hugged all of Courtney's quit nicely and wasn't skanky and didn't reveal unwanted skin. It showed a respective amount of cleavage, but also left plenty to the imagination.
"Ugh what do you want Heather?" Courtney fakes a smile at the dark haired teen. She visibly rolls her eyes at the sight of Heather, and stands up to talk to the school's drama queen.
"No need to get catty Court. But I guess I would be too if I ever wore a dress like that in public." Heather replied, causing Lindsay to snicker beside her suppose best friend.
"What is wrong with my dress?" Courtney asks, visibly showing her offense and ready to rip Heather's over-sized head off.
"Nothing, nothing darling. It's just; I wouldn't be caught dead in something like that. But if you're comfortable in it, than fine." Heather replies, giving Courtney an evil smile.
"Well it's classy. Something you'll never be." Courtney replies smugly, watching Heather's reaction, which was exactly what she anticipated. Completely offended and pissed off.
"What's that supposed to mean geek?" Heather asks, dropping her 'friendly' facade towards the tanned teenager.
"Exactly what it sounds like. I may not dress like a complete whore, but at least I have class and dignity, something that once you lose, you can never get back." Courtney finished, satisfaction written on her beautiful features.
It wasn't a secret; Heather could easily pass as the school's whore. She had hooked up with at least every member of the hockey team at least twice, and had numerous other flings since entering high school alone. Courtney, on the other hand, known to have never kissed a guy, let alone had a fling with one. Everyone in the school were certain of Courtney's innocent, and often wanted to be the one to de-flower the beautiful virgin. However, unknown to the sixteen year old, a certain delinquent made it loud and clear to never touch her in any physical way.
"Yeah you tell her girl!" Leshawna's loud and friendly voice echoed through the pool area. Heather instantly scrunched her face in annoyance, hatred, and embarrassment.
There standing beside the ghetto teenager stood the remaining Screaming Gopher members and the entire Killer Bass team, all who had been watching the two exchange words.
"Ugh whatever. Just know that no matter what you do, you'll never be anything than a geeky, snobbish, goody-goody! No wonder your mother killed herself! I wouldn't want to be with you and your uptight ass more then I'd have to! How you mother put up with it for those years I don't know." Heather's final words hit home for Courtney in more ways than one. She had always known her mother had never loved her, but she didn't need to be reminded of it, especially from Heather.
Luckily for Courtney; Bridgette, Leshawna, and Izzy weren't going to let Heather get away with the final word. As Heather passed to the gangs Leshawna easily grabbed Heather and hoisted the much smaller girl over head and began walking towards the beach. Once there (a short walk from the pool to the beach) Leshawna used all her strength to throw Heather's small and skinny frame into the murky waters.
Unlike the pier and beaches near the pier, the beaches near the pool were dirty, polluted, and often had garbage floating around on the surface. Leshawna knew this all too well, and threw the spoiled girl into the waters, making her gag from the pure smell that the waters gave off. Satisfied with her work, Leshawna marched back over to the pool.
"Don't let her get to you. She's just a slut! A very mean slut! Don't listen to her Court." Bridgette was trying to comfort her best friend. Everyone in Muskoka knew of Courtney's mother's death, but none knew the reason, cause, or the story behind it. Heather was one of the few people who did, her father happened to be a doctor, and had treated her mother for the last few months of her life.
"Yeah don't worry about her, she's taken care of. If she ever bothers you again, just give me a holler." Leshawna spoke towards the brunette, curled in a ball on the beach chair and refusing to look at anything except the crystal clear water of the pool.
"Thanks Leshawna." Bridgette spoke towards the ghetto teen. Knowing Courtney for the length that she did, the surfer teen knew all to well that Courtney probably wouldn't say another word to anyone if she could help it.
Despite the bad blood between the two gangs, the Bass and Gopher girls were actually quit close; despite the fact the males of each team hated one another for various reasons. Bridgette and Courtney often spent much of their nights hanging out with the ghetto teen, the nature-loving redhead, and the Goth girl who occupied the other female dorms on the campus. The five teenagers, although different in personalities, looks, and backgrounds; often found comfort in each other, despite the gang rivalries.
"Hey Bridge can you give me a sec?" Duncan's deep voice echoed in Courtney's ears. She really wasn't up for the teasing she knew she'd receive from the green-haired punk, but nonetheless gave Bridgette the ok to leave.
"What do you want Duncan?" Courtney asks in a small voice. She hadn't intended to sound weak in front of Duncan, but Heather's words had stung her more than she likes to admit.
"C'mon Princess, don't give me that." Duncan replies, sitting down at the edge of the pool chair. Slowly he begins to stretch himself out next to the much shorter mocha-skinned teenager, causing her to blush.
"Duncan, these things are really only made for one." Courtney began to scowl the punk for crowding her precious personal space.
"I know, but how else am I going to get you to come into the water?" Duncan asks, raising his pierced unibrow and giving the Venezuelan a mischievous smirk.
"What makes you think I'm going into the water Ogre?" Courtney replies, rolling her eyes at the look Duncan begins to send her way.
"Cause, you don't have a choice!" Duncan shouts, lifting the unsuspecting girl's dress over her head and throws her over his shoulders.
"Duncan put me down!" Courtney begins to shout at the punk, beginning to kick and squirm in his hold.
"Careful Princess; wouldn't want you to fall." Duncan laughs, tightening his grip on her waist.
"Duncan I mean it! Put me down!" Courtney screams some more, fighting the tight grip Duncan has on her.
"Put you down? Ok!" Duncan smiles, quickly kicking off his shoes and jumping into the deep end of the pool.
When the two surfaced from water Courtney began to glare at the punk, who could only laugh at her.
"Not what I had in mind!" Courtney growls through clenched teeth.
"I'm sorry Princess, but I couldn't have you wallowing in self-pity all day could I? I mean without you, who am I going to bother?" Duncan asks, swimming closer to the tan girl, forcing her to swim backwards up again the pool wall.
"I don't care! As long as it's not me! Go bother Harold or something." Courtney glares at the delinquent smiling back at her.
"Nah, where's the fun. He doesn't put up nearly as much of a fight as you do. Nor is he has hot." Duncan replied, scanning Courtney's shoulders and chest slightly, the rest being covered by the water, obstructing his vision. Courtney began to blush profusely at his attentions, not knowing whether to hit him for it, or kiss him for caring. She decided for the later, and quickly kissed his cheek, causing the teal eyed boy to blush at her sudden change of demeanor.
"Still not funny though." Courtney speaks first, breaking the silent moment between them, and climbing out of the pool. Her swimsuit had expanded slightly after getting wet, so her top no longer fit as comfortably or securely as she would have liked, but she wasn't going to adjust it in front of the entire group, instead she just began the short walk back towards her lounge chair.
She quickly grabbed her towel and securely fastened it around her, successfully covering her chest and everything up till her knees.
"Aww why take away the view? I was enjoying it!" Duncan's wolf calls and whistles made Courtney blush even more. She knew the bottoms of her suit had sagged a little from the water, and had probably revealed more than she would have liked, but there was no use crying over spilled milk, and she accepted the fact she may of given Duncan an eye full on her short walk back.
"Whatever go look somewhere else perv!" adding a glare Courtney replies towards the shirtless punk.
"No thanks sweetheart, I like what I see." Duncan said, giving her a few more whistles. She simple rolls her eyes and readjusts her suit, with the towel obstructing any prying eyes, and began walking towards the hot tube, where the other girls are quietly relaxing and making small talk.
"Hey guys, what's up?" Courtney asks, sinking herself into the hot water, letting the warmth ease the tension building in her muscle.
"Nothing much, just talking about the carnival this weekend. We all really want to go. Want to join us?" Bridgette asks her brunette best friend.
"I don't know. Are carnivals safe?" Courtney asks. She's never been to a carnival before, at least from what she remembers. The only fair/carnival/festival/celebration/party she's ever remembered going to her parent's wedding anniversary, which was when she was five.
"Duh it is. They wouldn't sell tickets if it weren't." Gwen replies, rolling her eyes at Courtney.
Gwen and Courtney had never been…close. The two often butted heads and were constantly picking on one another. The fact that the two were complete opposites also didn't help, and the fact that Gwen had been slightly jealous of Courtney because of all the attention she received, mostly from a certain delinquent. Yes Gwen had a small crush on Duncan, but after she met Trent it instantly went away and were replaced with friendly feelings. Gwen wasn't the type of girl to two time her boyfriend (if you can call Trent that) but she couldn't deny the fact she found Duncan incredible sexy. Unfortunately for the Goth, Duncan had his eyes set on Courtney since day one, and the blue haired teen didn't stand a chance against the brunette.
"Well I've never been to a carnival before, I'm sorry if I don't know any better." Courtney snaps right back at Gwen, causing the Goth to send a small glare towards the Hispanic teen.
"Ok chill girls. Let's all met at the carnival around 10 am on Saturday." Izzy intervenes.
"Fine, I'll see you there." Gwen replies, still sending cold looks towards Courtney and leaves the hot tube. She walks towards her towel and begins to walk back towards the East dorms.
"Don't worry about anything Gwen says, she's just always bitter." Leshawna said, giving Courtney a warm smile before following her Goth best friend, Izzy close behind.
"So how are you and Geoff doing?" Courtney asks, facing her best friend and trying to desperately change the subject.
"We're good. In fact he asked me to go to the carnival with him. As his date!" Bridgette squealed in delight, bouncing up and down causing the steaming water to splash Courtney.
"That's great! I'm so excited for you!" Courtney replies, smiling back at the blonde.
"Thanks, I have no idea what I'm going to wear though. Please help me!" Bridgette pleads towards the preppy teen, who reluctantly agrees. "Yay! Thanks Court, I owe you big time!" Bridgette gives her famous warm smile towards her best friend and climbs out of the small Jacuzzi. "Let's go shopping, I also need to buy a new swimsuit." Bridgette calls towards Courtney, already at her chair drying off. Courtney nods and also follows Bridgette towards their chairs, grabbing her own towel and begins to dry off.
"Ok, but I need to rinse off the chlorine first. I'll meet you at the parking lot." Courtney replies, grabbing her stuff and begins to walk towards their dorms. Bridgette nods in agreement and heads off towards her car.
As soon as Courtney entered her room she instantly hopped into the shower, turning the water on warm and rinsing the pool water off her tan skin. Once finished she proceeds to walk towards her dressers and pull out a pair of jean shorts, a white button up with a green tank top underneath. She grabs her favorite wedge sandals and leaves towards the parking lot.
OK sorry for the long wait, kinda a hectic week. So lots of good things yet to come, how bout that Duncan and Courtney scenes? Love it? Hate it? Want more? Change it? Just tell me! Reviews are nice and help keep me motivated, but don't feel pressured to do so! Thanks everyone who's red, reviewed, favorited, or just looked at this story! It means a lot to me! All well more to come! Love you all so blessed!