Things were awkward between Duncan and Courtney to say the least. Duncan clearly wanted to talk to Courtney, maybe even sneak a kiss in there and seal the deal, but Courtney looked like she didn't want to have anything to do with the punk.
The only time Courtney even said a full sentence to Duncan was when she gave him April to take care of for the next few days while she was helping some old family friends move into her house while they're house was being rebuilt after a devastating prairie fire.
So Duncan and Courtney sat awkwardly side by side in Health class and suffered trough the rest of the day before the bell finally rang and the brunette rushed out of the classroom, leaving Duncan with Abby and his own, frustrated emotions.
So Duncan reluctantly shoved their baby in his backpack before wheeling away from the school on his longboard and towards his house. Only instead of going straight home, he decided to take a detour and headed to the mall. He needed to stop at a drug store to get some more hair dye anyway. April's hair needed some touching up as well.
By the time Duncan reached Shoppers Drug Mart, he was already exhausted from boarding in the hot sun, not to mention over this big ass hill that God conveniently placed in between the school and the drug store.
Wiping some sweat from his brow, Duncan grabbed his ratty old board and trudged inside. The fantastic feeling of the air conditioner hit Duncan the second he took a step into the store and he let out a short sigh of relief.
Duncan made his way to the familiar aisle and scanned the shelves, searching for the right shade of green and black. His natural brown roots were starting to grow out and some girl in Math had even said he would look cute with brown hair.
Please, Duncan Lancaster was anything but cute.
After finally finding the hair dye, Duncan started making his way to the cash register, but not before getting hit in the eyes with cologne.
"Gah!" Duncan gasped/yelped as the cologne hit his blue eyes and his hands immediately flew to wipe away the liquid from his eyes. "What the hell, man?"
"Whoops, my bad." the brat who sprayed it in his eyes in the first place shrugged, though Duncan's eyes were watering too badly to actually see the gesture.
"Yeah. No kidding!" the punk spat and furiously wiped the tears from his eyes. It wasn't like he was crying, his eyes were just watering. Yeah, that's it. They were 'watering.'
Through his tears, the only thing the punk could really see was a head of orange hair and a smug look on his face. "I'll wipe that smirk off your face, kid!" Duncan threatened.
"Go ahead and try, you'd end up breaking a nail and crying anyway." the kid snickered and Duncan's fists clenched. He was really ready to kill this guy.
But before he could, the jerk walked away, leaving only his disgusting smell behind him. Duncan was ready to chase after him but his eyes were still blurry from all the tears and he probably wouldn't be able to make it very far before running into a shelf of more cologne.
So instead, Duncan used his dirty sleeve to wipe his eyes until he could actually see properly and made his way to the cashier. She looked like a typical high school dropout with bags under her brown eyes and chewing a wad of bubble gum.
She was basically the kind of girl that Duncan would usually go for.
"Are you...crying?" The girl asked, a look of 'you're-pathetic' showing clear in her eyes.
"No, some guy just sprayed cologne in my eyes."
The brunette did an unimpressed once over of Duncan before loudly popping her bubble gum. "...right."
Duncan honestly did not want to explain himself to this stranger. He was having a somewhat bad day as it was and he didn't need to be judged by some dropout. "Believe what you want, Princess, but I'm not the one behind the counter selling Doritos and Q-tips."
The girl looked taken aback and while Duncan looked calm on the inside, he was just as shocked as her. Not because of the fact that what he said was extremely insulting, but because he had called someone other than Courtney, his Princess.
Courtney was the Princess. Not this girl or any other person who thought themselves to be above him, but only Courtney.
The thought that someone else could be Princess was just wrong.
The cashier looked pissed as she scanned the items and slammed them in the plastic bag before angrily shoving it towards Duncan. He smirked and grabbed the bag before turning and exiting the store.
Now that Duncan was ready to leave, he threw his longboard on the pavement and started skating away but stopped in his tracks when he spotted a familiar person. It was a teenager, who was kind of chubby and a short build. But the thing that stood out to Duncan was the teens curly orange hair.
The same colour of hair that the Evil Cologne Sprayer had. Storming over, Duncan clenched his hand into a fist just as he reached the boy.
"Can I help-" before he could finish his sentence, Duncans fist had connected with the side of the jerks head, knocking him to the ground.
"That's what you get for the cologne!" Duncan spat and stomped away from the teens unconscious body and towards where he had left his longboard. Satisfied with his payback, the punk sped off down the street, using his ratty old converse to push off the ground.
It was a not-so-commonly known fact that a shortcut to get from town to Duncans house was by boarding down the same street Courtney lived. The main reason it was so fast was because that annoying hill that Duncan had to board up the first time, sent him shooting down and by the time he reached the end of Courtneys street, he was still going pretty fast.
So Duncan made the tedious hike up the hill and as he stood on the top, looked down at the quiet town. He could see all of Wawanakwa from that hill and despite his badass-ness, Duncan had to admit it would be pretty to see when the sun was setting.
Maybe a nice place to take Courtney.
Duncan shook his head off the thought and focused on dead kittens. Thinking about piles upon piles of dead cats wasn't exactly fun but it was better than thinking about the beautiful brunette who was supposed to be his worst enemy.
The same girl who had also rejected him earlier on that day.
Duncan pushed off the ground and started down the hill, quickly gaining speed as he he sped down. The wind ruffled his mohawk and would have sent the plastic bag flying behind him if he didn't have a firm hold on it.
The delinquent flew past the school and entered the neighbourhoods. He passed by Trent and DJ's houses but was going too fast to wave or call out to them. Duncan spotted Courtney's house from afar and could see the moving truck in the driveway.
And then he saw his Princess.
Courtney was standing in the front yard, chatting with a redheaded woman. She was facing Duncan and her face paled slightly when she saw him, or at least how fast he was going.
Duncan's blue eyes met Courtney's brown ones and there was a moment of fear for both of them. For Duncan, because he didn't know what dirty gesture he should send to Courtney and time was running out, and for Courtney because she knew what was going to happen next.
If Duncan wasn't so caught up in looking at Courtney, he might have noticed cardboard box laying on the sidewalk. He might have been able to swerve or even tumbled safely onto the grass, maybe only getting a scrape or two.
But that wasn't the case; Duncan was too busy staring at the pretty girl to see the box and didn't turn forward until it was too late.
Time seemed to slow down for both teenagers the second the longboard hit the cardboard box. The board stopped moving but Duncan was sent flying forward, his hands flying forward to catch himself as he flew through the air.
Courtney let out a bloodcurdling scream as her hands flew to her mouth. Duncan's eyes met her one last time before the impact happened.
Duncan's hands hit the pavement first, and then his arms collapsed, sending his chest hitting the ground and then his chin. His feet didn't even come close to the pavement until after he skidded a good foot and rolled over, all while he continued skidding across the ground.
Duncan did a few more flips before he finally slowed down and was left there, laying motionless on the ground.
Courtney thought he was dead. She thought the boy who had teased her, tormented her and altogether made her life a living hell was gone for good. And the thought terrified her.
She didn't remember running to him or a big dramatic moment where she fell by his side, but a second later, she was by his side, holding Duncan's head in her lap. His eyes were barely opened and the blood pouring down his face made it hard enough to see anyway.
"Prin..." Duncan whispered, coughing up blood that splattered against Courtney's face but she could care less at that moment.
"Oh my gosh..." Courtney gasped. She felt a lump in her throat that made it almost difficult to breathe.
"Do you like guys with scars?" Duncan smirked as his eyes fluttered shut for a mere second before opening slightly again. "That's what I heard girls like. I'm going to have scars."
Courtney tried to laugh but it came out as a strangled sob. She didn't even notice she was crying but who could blame her? The guy that she clearly had feelings for looked like he was about to drop dead any moment now.
Duncan had road rash all across one side of his face and down his chin and neck. His layered clothes were torn and blood was soaking through, not to mention the giant cut that ran across his stomach. Some of his piercings were ripped right out of his face and the blood was like a waterfall down his face.
"Courtney, honey?" Mrs. Stanford gasped as she peered out the door, along with another boy with orange hair and dark blue eyes. "What happened?"
"Duncan wiped out." Courtney said quickly as she tore some of her cashmere sweater off and used it to start dabbing at the wounds on Duncan's face. "I need you to call 911 and then contact the Lancaster's. They need to know what's going on."
It was times like these where Courtney's CIT skills came in handy. Duncan used to think that how she mentioned it every day was more than annoying, but now that he lay on the asphalt, in his own pool of blood and pain shooting through his body, he was much more grateful.
"Scott, go get me some rags that I can use to soak up the blood." Courtney ordered the boy and moments later, the brunette had new rags that she was wrapping around Duncan's wounds.
"It hurts.." Duncan whispered as he stared up at Courtney. His head was starting to feel light and he felt like any second he would pass out into the darkness.
"I know, Duncan." Courtney quickly wiped a tear from her eye as her hands worked their magic. "Just try to stay with me just a bit longer. Please."
"I don't know if I can, Princess." Duncan's blue eyes closed for a moment before the snapped open again, as if he were fighting the unconsciousness that was creeping up on him.
"Please..." Courtney's hands were becoming increasingly more shaky and soon enough, they were shaking almost too badly for her to keep constant pressure on his stomach wound. "The only thing I need you to do is stay awake for me."
"I...can't..." And that was the moment that Duncan let the darkness swallow him, sending him into unconsciousness.
Nobody was sure if he would wake up.
Drama!
1. Will Duncan wake up?
2. What's going to happen to Courtney and April if Duncan doesn't wake up?
3. What do you want to see next? (Something that hasn't been mentioned)
4. Have you seem TD All-Stars yet?
5. If you have, what do you think about the characters? Personally, they all seem a little OOC to me..