~Her Mask~

"Courtney..." Duncan ran his hand up her bare thigh, and the aforementioned girl moaned in response. This was even better then the first time...

The boy leaned in and kissed her, and the brunette happily kissed him back.

He moved his lips from hers, and placed them on the top of her head and murmured,"Courtney, Honey,"

The girl tried to open her mouth to reply, but all that came out was another moan as his hand slid higher up her thigh.

"Courtney!"

With a startling jolt, the girl rolled out of bed and hit the ground with a thunk.

Dazed, confused, and currently blushing like crazy, Courtney looked up at her Father who was staring down at her with a frown on his face.

"Uh, good morning, Daddy." She cast him a small smile, but was too afraid to stand up, her legs still felt like jelly after the dream she had just had.

"I think we need to talk."

Sitting in front of a bunch of monitors the next morning, Chris began editing past week's episode into a twenty-five minute program. While grinning, he made sure to add in Duncan's mushy confession, though took extra care to move the boy's words around a little, knowing it would cause major drama, and drama meant high ratings!

Once he was satisfied with the result, Chris finished up, and began getting ready to get the episode aired.

In the Killer Bass Cabin, Duncan was still fuming on his bunk. Chris was such an ass!

"Chris is such an ass!" Duncan exclaimed out loud, glaring up at the ceiling, and his friends gave him a sympathetic smile.

"Come on, Dude. He probably won't even air it." DJ said comfortingly.

"Yeah, I bet he just taped it for kicks." Geoff threw in.

"But if he does air it, everyone is gonna know your just a big mush ball." Duncan's head snapped up as he noticed Gwen leaning up against the door frame with a smirk.

Narrowing his eyes, the teal-eyed boy jumped off his bunk bed. "You heard it too?"

"Your mushy confession about how much you miss Courtney? Heck yes." She smiled.

The Bad Boy groaned and ran a hand through his mowhawk, and the Goth girl gabbed a finger out of the cabin.

"I just saw Chris a few minutes ago, carrying a disk. It's probably got the footage of this week's episode on it."

That was all the explanation Duncan needed, and he was out the door before Geoff, Gwen, or DJ could get another word in.

She doesn't understand him, his words seem mash together until they're nothing but a buzz of sounds.

But she understood enough, enough for her mind to stop working, and shut down.

"I know what really happened, Courtney. You and that... delinquent, are never to meet again. Do you hear me? If he comes within fifty yards of you..."

That's when his words begin to fall upon deaf ears. She knows the how the sentence will end, and how Duncan will end, if he gets near her. Still, she wants to yell at her Father, to tell him that he doesn't understand Duncan at all. That he doesn't understand her at all. But her lips won't form the words, so she just sits there, staring up at her Parental unit, until he finally pauses an takes a breath.

"I will not have him screwing up your life, Courtney." Are his final words before he retreats to his study, leaving a frozen Daughter behind.

"Come on, Dude! Get of me!" Chris whined as Duncan continued to sit on the Host's back, effectively pinning him to the ground.

"Not until you give me the DVD." The teal eyed boy repeated, just like he had for the last ten minutes that the sadistic man whined about how the teenager was getting his favourite pair of shorts all dirty.

"Do you know how high this disk will boost ratings?"

"Chris, I could care less about your stupid ratings, now-"

A familiar ring tone sounded from Chris' shorts pocket, and Duncan frowned.

"Why do you have my cell in your pocket?" He asked while fishing it out and flipping it open.

"I was going through your texts." Chris admitted, while not looking the least bit ashamed.

Duncan shot the host a dark glare, before scrolling through the bunches of texts he had. Eighty percent of them were from Courtney, just casual 'l love yous' and 'I miss yous' but he paused at the newest one.

"You probably wont get this, but I hope you do. 911 emergency."

Finally getting off of Chris, Duncan dialed Courtney's cell number. A million different thoughts running through his head as it rang, and none of them were good.

"Duncan," Courtney breathed a soft sigh of relief into the phone, and the boy smiled at hearing her voice.

"Whats the emergency? Are you okay?" Even though he sounded extremely calm and collected, he was worrying like crazy inside.

"I'm fine." Despite her words, Duncan heard her voice crack with sadness, and he immediately went into caring, mushy, boyfriend, mode.

"Sweetheart, what's wrong?"

"My Dad. He... he found out what happened." The Juvenile Delinquent bit his tongue to hold back sort of growl.

"Go on."

"Basically, he says you can't see me anymore." She finished, and Duncan simply snorted.

"So?"

"Duncan, this isn't a joke. He could-" She suddenly paused, and whispered, "he could kill you."

Duncan was quiet for a moment before he said just as quietly as she did, "I'm not losing you again."

"Duncan-"

"Courtney, no. I've seen you dying before me, I've had you tricked by a little kid who almost broke us up, I'm not going to lose you a third time."

"Oh, Duncan..." Courtney couldn't stop the tears that welled up in her eyes.

"Don't worry about your Dad. When the time comes, I can handle myself. Have a little faith in me."

"I do."

"Good. So, have you been having naughty dreams about me, Princess?"

Courtney made a strange little squeak sound, before stuttering, "Y-You couldn't just let a nice moment stay nice, could you?"

"Ah ha. It was that bad, hm? Your legs felt weak after? You panties needed to be washed?" He pressed, and he could almost picture the tomato red color her sun kissed skin was turning.

"I'm hanging up now!"

Duncan chuckled. "Only one more month, Darling. Than I can come back and fulfill those dreams."

"You're so infuriating!" She huffed, about to push the END button on her cell phone, before Duncan spoke again.

"Love you too, Babe."

With a roll of her eyes, she muttered a quick, "Yeah, yeah." and hung up.

Across the Island, Chris had just sent the disk out with the episode that would soon be aired.

Hello, drama.

AN: A very short chapter today, just a quick little thing before the real drama begins. So now, Duncan has to worry about Courtney's Father and Chris. And Courtney's Dad really isn't evil, he just wants his Daughter to be successful, and he's just going at it the wrong way.