It was just two hours until the big Class President debate. Courtney and Duncan were given special time off, from their studies to prepare. Courtney was given the library, and Duncan was given the auditorium.

"Courtney if you are re-elected as Class President, what will you do to make our school better?" Harold asked. Courtney had Harold helping her prepare, while Duncan had his friend Gwen.

"That is an excellent question! If I am re-elected as Class President, I will continue to organize the best school dances and field trips. Make sure our school lunches not only taste good, but that they are also nutritious. And I will make sure our school, has new and updated textbooks." Courtney answered.

Harold sighed at her answer.

"What Harold?" Courtney questioned.

"Courtney these answers... they are not going to get you re-elected." Harold told her.

"What are you talking about? That was a great answer!"

"Yeah it was! I think it was but... it's not what the people want to hear. Duncan is promising fun! While you... you are promising the same boring stuff."

"Please! Do you actually think Duncan, can do all the stuff he is promising? I'll answer that. He can't!"

"I know that! And you know that... but they don't. They want to live in a fantasy world, where they'll eat pizza everyday. They'll get battle of the bands... and skater Fridays!"

"What are you saying I do?"

"Tell the people what they want to hear." Harold told her.

"Lie? I can't lie!" Courtney responded.

"It's the only way you can win!"

"No... no. I refuse to believe that!"

"The polls aren't lying. Face the facts Courtney! You are going to lose."

While team Courtney was in turmoil, Duncan was the complete opposite. Duncan could careless he felt he had already won, Gwen was trying her darnedest to get him to practice.

"Duncan tell us, what will you do to make our school better?" Gwen asked.

"I've already answered this!" Duncan replied.

"I know... but the debate is in just a few hours! You should be taking this more seriously, if you want to win."

"Gwen chill out. All the polls show me in the lead! I've got this in the bag."

"But you know Courtney is going to be prepared."

"So am I. Just because I'm not wasting my time practicing. Doesn't mean I'm not prepared, I know what to say and when to say it."

"I don't know..."

"Gwen stop being such a nervous nellie. Sit down relax, and eat some Cheetos!" Duncan said. He was sitting comfortably in a chair on the stage.

"No. You need to practice!"

Duncan pulled Gwen down on to his lap, and held her down.

"Duncan let me go!" Gwen said. She tried wiggling her way out of his grasp, to no avail.

"I will if you eat a Cheeto!" Duncan joked.

"Duncan!"

"Just one!" Duncan repeated.

"Just one?"

"You heard right."

"Fine I'll eat one. Haha!" Gwen said with a chuckle.

"One Cheeto coming up!" Duncan said. He pulled one out the bag and gave it to her.

"You're a real ass, you know that?" Gwen joked before eating the cheese curl.

"Yeah I know!" Duncan said with a smirk.

"There I ate one! Now let's get to work."

"One more!"

"Haha! Okay... one more."

Duncan pulled another cheese curl out of the bag, and gave it to her.

"Gwen?" The two heard.

"Trent!" Gwen gasped.

Her boyfriend stormed out of the auditorium, she chased after him.

"Trent! Trent!"

He stopped allowing his girlfriend to catch up to him. "So this is what you've been doing? Here I am thinking you're helping, him out with this joke of an election! And I come in and see you sitting on his lap?"

"It's not what it looked like!"

"Really? Because to me it looked, like you were sitting on his lap. Laughing having a good time! I have barely seen you since, you started helping him with this stupid election! And when I do come to see you, you're sitting on his lap!"

"Trent come on... we were just joking around. It wasn't anything serious! Your making a big deal out of nothing."

"I'm making a big deal out of nothing? So is it okay then, if I let other girls sit on my lap?"

"Trent come on..."

"I'm outta here! I'll see you around... that is if you're not too busy with Duncan!" He said bitterly before he walked away.