We were off to our next destination. It would take a while to get there, probably because of all the fuel this plane needs. I mostly talk to Trent on the plane, with usual snaps from Gwen or Duncan. Whatever. Trent and I were having a small breakfast in the corner I called home for the competition. We were mostly getting to know each other, considering we never really associated the past 2 seasons.
"Favorite color?" Trent asked
"Definitely burnt sienna."
"Cool I always was more into earthy tones, my favorite is a dark green or mocha."
"Favorite past time?" Trent asked.
"Right now? Probably talking to you. I am not a liked person around here."
"I can't understand why."
"Really? I think it's pretty obvious. I'm a bitch." I soon sported a low frown. However his smile got brighter.
"Trust me that is the farthest thing that comes to mind when I think of you. You are just hard to understand. I'm glad I was lucky enough to get to know you better."
"Thanks. No one has ever said that about me before."
"And it's such a big shocker" Gwen had just walked in to hear the last part of our conversation. I immediately tensed up. I was getting tired of these daily squabbles. Can't I ever get some peace? I would sell my soul for just half an hour. To my luck Duncan just walked in. Now is the time Chris chooses not to interrupt?
"Well isn't it the new besties" Duncan mocked.
"Shut up" I said calmly.
"What are you going to do sue me?"
"I am above that, I just want some peace and quiet."
"Wow, your asking me, your one true love to leave your presence? I thought you still wanted, oops! Scratch that, needed me." Duncan grinned with pleasure at my heartache and embarrassment.
"Leave her alone" Trent stood up in front to me to come to my defense. I was beyond grateful. Instead of Duncan, Gwen answered his semi-threat.
"Come on Trent, You know you are still hung up on me to. I am usually not one to be mean to you but I will if it involves her. She is probably just using you like she does everyone else. I am just warning you. She is not your friend. You should thank me."
"I won't thank you for anything ever again except for one thing. Thank you for dumping me. It made me realize that I wasn't the one with the problem, it was you."
Gwen's mouth hung open at a loss for words. I can't believe he just said that! I was actually proud! Trent helped me up and we went down to the cargo hold, our new place for personal conversations. There were no or little cameras down there. But no doubt the rest of the world just witnessed a whole mouthful of drama, and it better hold them over for a long time. As soon as we were down in the hold, I turned around and did something totally unlike me. I hugged Trent.
"Oh my gosh! That was incredible, what you just said. Thank you for coming to my rescue also." I squeezed him tighter.
Trent's POV
Is she hugging me? I suddenly felt my face get hot, but regained my cool and hugged her back tightly. Who knew Courtney Pryde would be my best friend?
"Oh it was nothing," I said trying to be modest as my blush crept back.
"Ugh. Don't say that! You stood up to both of them without regret! Why you would waste that on me I'm not sure, but you did!"
"I used it on you because you are my best friend and we have to protect each other. I know if that was me in your place you would have come to my defense with a whole army!"
When we pulled apart we looked into each other's eyes on accident and we froze. Most would say it's awkward when that happens but for some reason it was enjoyable and brightened my mood ten fold. Courtney turned around quickly trying to hide a blush, but I had caught a slight glimpse of it. Wait a minute, Courtney couldn't like me? Could she? Could I like her? Sure she was smart, a great strategist, courageous, beautiful. Did I just say beautiful? Sure I had always thought she was attractive but I never thought genuinely to myself that she was beautiful.
"So, you want to just stay down here until we land?" Courtney asked interrupting my thoughts.
"Um, s-sure. That would be good. Great. I mean Excellent. I mean-" Courtney giggled at my blabbering. Great, real smooth Trent, you could talk to her 5 minutes ago then you realize you like her and it all goes down the toilet. Good-bye coolness and calmness. I better not start acting like I did when I liked Gwen. Courtney is way to important for me to slip up again.
"I get it you would like to stay down here. So where did we leave off? Oh, yeah! Tell me about your family" Courtney said very intrigued.
I smiled what I thought was the biggest I had ever sported. Already I was thinking of writing a song about her. Why do I always fall hard? And for some reason, this time it felt good. Great. I mean excellent.
