Edited and reposted!

Hey, my loyal readers. Here's the next chapter of TDS. All those that loved the Courtney/Duncan scene from last chapter, I have good news... if you like smut, I'm posting a new 'story' that has the smutty extras that are rated M. It will be called Smut Extras, and I will be posting the first chapter (Courtney and Duncan) immediately after I post this.


Letters and Articles

Courtney sighed and pulled herself closer to the source of warmth as she naturally woke up an hour earlier than she needed to be up… as always. She cuddled her head into the hollow between a neck and a shoulder. Wait, a neck and a shoulder?

She opened her eyes and sat up to see a shirtless Duncan in bed with her. A quick check under her covers told her that they were both fully naked. Then she remembered the night before, and her surprise suddenly changed. She wasn't sure what she felt; it was a mixture between good tingles and regret.

Duncan stayed asleep as she crawled out of her bed and quickly pulled on her bathrobe. She noticed that Izzy was nowhere to be seen and felt a little worse.

Confession Cam: (Courtney)

"After all, it is her bedroom as well."

(Izzy)

"Gwen's love seat is so comfortable. I slept like a sloth, because babies don't sleep well at all, so I don't know why people say they slept like a baby when they slept well…"

Courtney grabbed her shower tote and left Duncan in her bed, for the meantime. She had the bathroom to herself for most of the time, until she heard the sounds of another girl in a shower. By this time, Courtney was out of her shower and mostly dressed, aside from her socks and shoes. She quickly dried her hair, did her make-up, and left just as a few more girls came in and discovered that Heather had made it to the shower on time to beat most of the crowd.

Izzy and Gwen were walking out of Gwen's room when Courtney reached her room again. She peeked in to see Duncan was still on her bed.

"So, he finally left?" Izzy asked.

"Um… not quite," Courtney said opening the door wide enough for them to enter.

Izzy nodded and quickly grabbed her own shower tote before heading out again.

Courtney knelt next to her lover. "Duncan, it's time to wake up now," she said quietly, just enough to get him to stir a bit.

"Let's stay here all day," Duncan mumbled.

"We have classes," Courtney said.

Duncan turned over. Courtney rolled her eyes, quickly locked the door, and then pulled her whole blanket off Duncan, exposing him to the relatively cold air. "Hey, what the…" he stopped realizing he wasn't in his own room, and that he was naked. "Courtney!"

"You have to get ready for class, like, now!" Courtney said. "And I suggest you move before Izzy gets back."

Duncan rolled his eyes as he grabbed his things and pulled on his shirt and boxers, before walking out. "See you later, Sweetie," Courtney said with a wave.

"Yeah, after school, you and me," he said.

"You mean, after my government meeting and my homework is done, which will probably be just about time to go back to bed?" Courtney said. "And won't you have football practice?"

"You're taking the fun away from living away from home," Duncan said.

"Or I'm being smart about school," Courtney said. "Now, I have to get ready and down to breakfast."

"Hey, Katie," Sadie called to her friend as they were headed down to breakfast.

"Yeah?" Katie asked turning to face Sadie.

"You've got mail," Sadie said.

Katie joined Sadie by the mailboxes to find she did indeed have mail. She opened her box with her key to find a beautiful envelope of velvet sealed with wax along with a small red velvet box.

"Who's it from?" Sadie asked eagerly.

Katie broke the seal and pulled out a crisp white parchment letter written with red calligraphy.

To the Beautiful Katie,
As you may well know, a formal dance will take place in approximately two weeks time. Out of fear that I may be denied, I have decided that my heart can only survive if I ask and receive answer by letter. Whatever the answer, you and Sadie (as it has come to my attention that you two are happiest when you are together and match) may keep the presents I have left for you in the box.
Sincerely,
Felton
P.S. In order to send answer, please send through Madison. She'll probably read the letter, but she will find out your answer at it is.

"Eeeeee!" Katie squealed. "Felton is asking me to the formal!"

"Really!" Sadie screamed. Katie nodded, the two grabbed hands, then jumped up and down squealing for a moment. Then Katie stopped and opened the box. Inside were two sets of pink diamond teardrop earrings. The way they sparkled, Katie knew they were real diamonds set in platinum.

"Wow… he spent too much…"

"Why do you need two pairs?" Sadie asked looking at the earrings.

"I don't," Katie said. "The second pair is for you."

"What! You have to say yes…"

"Of course I'm going to say yes," Katie said. "He's so hot!"

"Oh, and I can go with Justin then," Sadie said.

"Be my guest," Katie said. "Felton is so much hotter."

"He is," Sadie said, "and his accent is hot, but his sister kind of scares me a bit."

"True," Katie said. "But you can't judge the whole family by one member. Cause you have your crazy Aunt Myrtle who drove her wheelchair down the highway."

"And your Uncle Fred that bungee jumped with the five foot cord, which was pointless, except that he was stuck that way for a whole day before he was found."

The two girls laughed. "I'll be right back," Katie said.

"Where are you going?" Sadie asked.

"To put these away," Katie said. "They're too expensive to just wear anytime. Special occasions only."

"Oh, so true," Sadie said. "I'll be right here."

"And I'll be right back."

"What are you standing around for?" Heather questioned as she approached her own mailbox and opened it to find an envelope. She knew what it was, a list of all the cheers she had to know by practice that afternoon. Had it not been for Cindy, Heather would have to spend the whole day studying the cheers and trying to decipher the moves from Mindy's stick drawings (she figured the stick drawings were to make it harder for her and not Mindy's lack of talent) rather than pay attention in class.

"I'm waiting for Katie," Sadie stated.

"Don't bother," Heather said slamming her mailbox closed. "Within the week, she'll be in the in-crowd and you're too fat to fit through that door." With that, Heather spun around and walked out.

"I really don't think my body can do that," Tyler said as he was with the group of guys learning the cheer to ask out the cheerleaders to the dance.

"Sure you can," Thomas said. "If I can, you can."

"What he means to say is that if you won't embarrass yourself, no cheerleader will think you like her enough," another guy said.

"I don't know why you're even here," Felton said from the sidelines. "Marcy's boyfriend is leading the cheer. She's not going to say yes to you."

The kid got dreamy eyes for a moment. "But she'll say no to me actually, without the Indy's getting in the way."

"Dude, if you want to talk to her, just say hi and she'll say it right back," Thomas said. "Anyway, back to the cheer. You all have to know this by Wednesday at lunch."

"How is that possible?" Tyler asked.

"It's possible," Thomas said. "It's one small cheer that takes fifteen seconds. They have about thirty different cheers that they have memorized in a week and each and everyone is longer than this one. So, it's possible."

Sadie sighed when she arrived at her first period class with everyone else. Next to her, Katie was working hard on a letter to Felton to accept his offer to the dance as eloquently as the words he had written to her. She had spent all breakfast talking with Lindsey and Beth at a speed that was difficult for even Sadie to follow (which she figured was more because she was dwelling on Heather's comments). They were talking hair and make-up and mani-pedis they needed to get before the dance. She was somewhat down-hearted by the fact that, rather than spending the whole day prepping for all their previous dances, Katie wanted to change their routine. No Bring it On, Dirty Dancing, Footloose, Save the Last Dance, or any more dance movies which they had become accustomed to watching all day as they slowly did one another's hair and nails and make-up.

And then Lindsey had suggested they go to Mindy's dance prep party, which Sadie knew Mindy would never let her near. But, Sadie supposed that she and Beth could have some fun with a few of the other TDI girls, assuming they all weren't invited to other parties and so forth.

That was until Sadie remembered one important fact. She was still dateless.

Throughout the food court, people had been getting asked and accepting all through breakfast, with the occasional let down.

Bridgette's leg shook as she sat next to Geoff in biology their third period of the day. She still hadn't told him about Ryan. He seemed really happy for some reason, and she couldn't bear to turn him down.

"Hey, Bridge, I have a question," Geoff said.

Bridgette swallowed dryly and forced a smile. "Ask away," she managed to squeak out.

"So, I know you and the girls all went shopping over the weekend and got dresses because, well, there's a dance coming up, right?" Geoff said.

Bridgette nodded.

"Well, I was thinking—"

"I already have a date, Geoff," she said quickly.

Geoff stopped. "What?"

"You two, this is a classroom," their bird-like teacher squalled. "You will be quiet when I am at the front board."

"Sorry, Ma'am," Bridgette said looking down.

She stared at them for a moment, then turned back to her board.

"You got a date?" Geoff asked in a whisper when the teacher's full attention was back on the board.

"He asked me yesterday morning," Bridgette said. "I wanted to say no, but, well, he's a Sniper."

"What the hell is a Sniper?" Geoff asked.

"School royalty," Bridgette mumbled.

"What did I tell you two," their teacher yelled. "What are your names?"

"Ms. Kea," Trista raised her hand. "I have a question."

"Trista, not now," Ms. Kea said.

"But, she's going to the dance with Ryan Walsh," Trista said.

There was a pause, followed by, "Oh, sorry about that, Bridgette, right?" Ms. Kea said. "I guess I'll just separate you two. Um, Caleb, blonde-boy, please switch places."

Geoff stood and grabbed his things moving to the back of the room and took what had been Caleb's seat, next to Heather. Heather smiled at him. Once the lesson was back on, Heather quietly slipped Geoff a note. You could still ask my friend. Geoff turned to look at Heather and she winked before facing forward again.

Addams Welcomes TDI Campers!

In mid-summer, when Chris McClain, host of hot television reality shows (most recently Total Drama Island) approached Dean Harlowe about hosting a television show here at Addams, our dear dean was hesitant. However, creating conditions, such as the fact that no one would be voted out and that a special class would be held for those that aren't necessarily up to the Addams level, an agreement was reached. Now, twenty-two students from television join us and, students are more pleased than annoyed.
Lucy Griffin, senior and new student government rep. says of opponent Courtney, "Despite her actions on the show, Courtney is a valuable asset to any school and I am thrilled to be working with a smart and spirited young girl. She may be new, but she already has proven herself as a good choice."
Already, three lovely cast members have made the two cheerleading squads, heart throb Trent is a regular at the music circle, four of everyone's favorite boys have joined the ranks of our football team, Tyler has proven to be a useful player for our soccer team, Bridgette proved that she is as graceful in the water as she is on a surfboard, and Eva has defeated every wrestling challenger from the school's team and is now training with Trista Nadoe to be a boxer as well.
Football quarterback said of his class, "They're a group of kids that know how to have a good time, when to have fun, and when to be serious." He goes on to describe the game of tabletop football he had with Duncan, Geoff, and Justin. Ryan Walsh, just returning from his Sniper mission, says how he is excited to be sharing classes with Noah, Cody, Courtney, Gwen, and Izzy, and is also glad that he has the opportunity to escort Bridgette to the upcoming Fall Formal. Rumors have said that Trent and Gwen will be going together, as well Duncan and Courtney, Owen and Izzy, and possibly Harold and LaShawna. My sources also tell me that Sniper Felton Higgins, still bull-riding champ at Murphy's, will be asking a certain cast-member to the dance.
Kenny Stevenson, who provided the photographs for this article, would also like to use this opportunity to ask TDI Amazon Eva to the Fall Formal, and will be by the fountain during lunch and for half an hour after last period anticipating an answer.
May we all give a warm welcome to our twenty-two newest students, as well as the newest food service worker, Chef Hatchet. And a thank you to Chris McClain, for providing us with what promises to be an exciting school year.

"Well, I guess this is some good publicity for us," DJ said as he read the paper out loud at lunch.

"DJ," Owen said. "All publicity is good publicity."

"I'd like to disagree with that," Cody said. "It makes us seem like we are here to entertain, and not to really learn."

They all looked at him. "That is why we're here," Duncan said. "They don't want us here to watch us learn. They want us to cause drama, as the title of the new show says. Chris didn't bring us here so that we could all learn."

"But, we're taking that opportunity anyway," Courtney said. She was working on her math homework.

"Anyone else notice how it seems like our table shrinks every day?" Izzy asked. She slipped her finished math homework to Courtney.

"Izzy, I'm not going to copy your homework," Courtney insisted. "I have to figure this out on my own."

"Yeah, our table has been shrinking," Gwen said. "Katie has joined the cheerleaders ranks, Bridgette has been abducted, Geoff is off with the football nuts…"

"Sorry we're late," Sadie said as she and Beth slipped into seats.

"This isn't a class," Trent said. "You won't get a tardy slip during lunch."

"We jutht wanted to thee Eva answer that Kenny kid from the article," Beth said. "She thaid yeth!"

"Poor kid," Duncan said.

"He looked happy about it," Sadie said.

"Yeah," Cody said. "I sit next to him in math… the kid's in love with her, kind of. He'll be thrilled about her going on a date with him."

Suddenly, Courtney gasped. "Now she's going to want a dress…"

"Your point?" DJ asked.

"Who do you think she'll come to for help picking one out?" Courtney asked.

There was a moment of silence, followed by Owen saying, "Sucks to be you girls."

"Don't forget you guys still need formal outfits for the dance as well," Gwen said.

"Yeah, I had been hoping that we could get away with our school uniforms," Trent said. "Not having a large budget an all."

Confession Cam: (Courtney)

"They had better get real suits for this, if we have to wear formal dresses!"

(Duncan)

"Me… in a suit? Well, if it will get Courtney back in bed with me…"

(Owen)

"Suits aren't flattering on me… I never seem to be able to button them all the way."

(DJ)

"I can handle a suit. I've even got one packed. Maybe I should unpack that and get the wrinkles out… and make sure it still fits…"

(Harold)

"What was that kid thinking asking Eva?"

(Eva)

"What? Guys can't have a thing for tall gladiator women? Says who?"

(Ezekiel)

"Even Eva has got a date to the dance. I guess I should ask someone…"

Ezekiel approached what was mostly considered the TDI table, as that's where the largest group of TDI cast members sat. He cleared his throat and sat down next to Beth.

"Heya, Zeke," Trent said slowly.

"Anything we can help you with?" Cody asked.

"I, uh, well, eh, there's this girl…"

"Oh, he likes someone," Sadie cried happily. "How can we help? Who is she? Do you want to ask her to the dance?"

"I don't know if he can answer more than one question at a time," Duncan said.

"Don't be so insensitive, Duncan," Courtney said. She looked at her watch. "Oh, I'm almost running late. I'll see you all later. I need to talk to Lucy and Kenneth about tonight's Government meeting." She began packing her things quickly.

"I'll go with you," Duncan said, after glancing at Kenneth.

"I am capable of doing this on my own, Duncan," Courtney said.

"I know," Duncan said. "But I don't trust that guy."

Courtney rolled her eyes. "Whatever, I'm not going to argue with you."

"Anyway, Ezekiel, is there anything we can help you with concerning this girl?" DJ asked.

"Well, er… Would you go to the dance with me?" he asked no one in particular.

Everyone stared at him. "Um… Nothing against you," DJ said. "But I don't swing that way… nor am I a girl."

Ezekiel squeezed his eyes shut. "Not you," he said. "I, eh, meant Beth…"

"Oh…" Beth said, her eyes widened. "I'd love to," she said with a wide smile, her braces sparking in the sunlight.

"Just be glad Duncan left with Courtney, Zeke," Trent said. "Or you'd never hear the end of it."

Dear Felton,
In regards to your previous letter inquiring an escort to the dance, I would be honored to be seen on your arm…

Katie was writing her final draft of the letter to Felton during the first period after lunch. As she wrote this bit, she continued in her mind as well as in your arms, at your lips, at dinner with you, taking long private walks with you, in your bed… but decided not to write that, lest she seem too eager.

Sadie and I thank you profusely for the beautiful earrings, and you can be sure we will wear them to the dance (and yes, we will be wearing matching dresses). I hope this gets to you with now trouble from your sister.
Sincerely,
Katie

She thought for a moment, then added a postscript.

P.S. Feel free to contact me any time. You know where I live. My e-mail is KatieTDIAddams, my IM is KittyKatie, and my cell number is 867-5309. Can't wait until the dance.

She then folded the letter in a in a fancy, origami like way, so that the it wasn't just a folded in half letter, but was hidden in many fold and was the size of a one by one inch square. She wrote out his name in cute little bubble letters, and waited for the bell to ring. Once it did, she approached Madison.

"Hey, Katie, been waiting for ya'll," she said.

"You have?" Katie asked. "I mean, you know?"

"Oh course Ah know," Madison said. "Ya'll think he'd ask ya'll to give me the response without warning me?"

"Oh, well, I guess not," Katie said. She held out the letter. "I know it's not as fancy as what he did…"

"But it sure as hell will keep me out," Madison said spinning the letter around as if looking for a keyhole. She smiled at Katie. "Ah'll be sure to get this to him pronto!" With that, Madison ran off, disappearing in the crowds.