Chapter 9
Dawn sighed as she and Duncan presented the project. Well, SHE presented it while he just stood there with a smug look on his face.
"Very good, now you can sit," the teacher spoke and they both sat down.
Gwen could tell something was off, but Dawn refused to say anything. She didn't want to cause any drama with anyone at the moment.
So Gwen turned to Duncan. "So, why didn't you say something while you were up there?" she began to interrogate him.
"Uh," Duncan gulped. "Well, you see, I've, uh, suddenly gained a major case of stage fright! Yeah, stage fright! That's it." he lied.
"You? Mr. Rocker-Boy? With stage fright? Aren't you trying to create a band?" Gwen scoffed with a questioning tone.
"Uh," Duncan knew he had to come up with a good answer. He KNEW she was suspicious of him. Of dumping that creepy girl for his friends. And he knew she would KILL him if she found out her suspicions were TRUE.
"He helped me build it," Dawn spoke up. "But he sort of got confused on the descriptive matter of it all so I told him I would talk about it so he wouldn't 'look stupid' or so he put it." the creepy girl he had abandoned was actually coming to his defense?
Why in the hell was she doing that?
"That actually makes a bit of sense," Gwen tapped her chin in thought. "I guess that's something realistic, for YOU, Duncan."
"yeah, hey, wait a second!" Duncan felt offended. Gwen shrugged as she held a smirk.
Dawn giggled. She found the two of them so amazing together. Their auras were just so in sync with one another. I was astounding.
As soon as the bell rang, Dawn and the others rose up.
During lunch, Duncan had taken Dawn out of Gwen's view.
"Why in the hell did you cover me?" he questioned her.
The question wasn't malicious, in fact, it was just mere curiosity the dripped from his tone.
"Because, believe it or not, causing such a thing as drama over such a petty matter would be so grotesquely un-needed," she told him.
"What?" Duncan retorted.
"I don't want to cause any drama between you and Gwen since it would only be a big fat NO-NO," Dawn simplified.
"Oh," Duncan hummed. "Gotcha." Duncan sighed. "Well then, thanks, I guess."
"You're very welcome," Dawn gave him a smile and they both walked over to their table.
"The hell you two doing over there?" Lightning retorted as soon as the two sat down.
"Nothing of you're concern," Dawn spoke in response.
"What?" Lightning retorted.
"None of your damn business," Duncan explained.
"Good job on the translation," Dawn complimented the punk-rocker.
"You know it," Duncan laughed.
Gwen smirked as she watched the two actually getting along.
"I feel proud," she sniffled inwardly so no one could hear.
Scott rolled his eyes as Dawn and Duncan chatted the entire lunch time.
When their next class arrived, everyone said their respective 'goodbyes'.
"So, when did you and my home-boy start getting along?" Lightning asked Dawn.
"Oh, just recently," she muttered an answer.
Scott gave out a heavy sigh. "Who cares anyway." he grunted. "Class is about to start."
"When did you care about when the beginning of class," Lightning and Dawn both question in unison.
"OH, shut up," Scott growled.
Author's note: I'm so sorry! I totally forgot about this story! My bad. I know this is short, but remember, this is technically a third part to chapter 7. So if you place 7-9 together, it's a pretty decent size. I honestly don't know when the next chappy will be up, but it will be someday. Once again, I'm very sorry for such a long wait, if anyone is still reading this.
