A/N: So I started this chapter on my iPhone, couldn't update, and I just decided to completely rewrite this. Enjoy :)! Disclaimer: I do not own total drama.
Courtney
After three hours of pounding on the door, I come to my last resort: power kicking the door down. It works, the McDonald's are going to have to replace that wall though. A few scared looking freshman girls look at each other and run away screaming their heads off. I have that effect on people, mostly boys.
"Courtney? What the hell!?" It's Bridgette, the blond surfer chick I haven't talked to since middle school. I turn, smiling.
"Oh hey Bridgette, uh, Geoff's going to need a new wall, but the party was great! I, uh, have to go now." I stammer, backing away from the confused blond.\
"Uh...is everything okay, you seem a little, uh , pissed?" I laugh nervously.
"I'm fine, don't worry. Well, bye!" I run off, publicly humiliated and ashamed.
Gwen
We haven't moved in five minuets, Duncan and I. It's starting to get awkward, but a good awkward.
"Boyfriend girlfriend." He says.
"What?"
"That's what we are. If we both like each other and we both want something more, then that makes us boyfriend girlfriend, right?"
A/N: I have never had a boyfriend before, so I don't know if it's like that. (forever alone :p).
I blush.
"Cool." I smile. Duncan smirks.
"Wanna go spray Heather with whipped cream?" He picks up a can rolling around on the floor. I laugh.
"You know it!" We walk off towards the cheer girls, hand in hand.
Heather
I don't feel guilty about locking that bitch Courtney in the closet, someone was bound to do sooner or later, I just did it sooner.
"Hey Heather!" Goth girl Gwen calls, holding hands with jail bound Duncan. Called it!
"What do you two grim lovers want?" I snap. Gwen smirks.
"Oh, nothing, just...PAYBACK!" Duncan sprays me with whipped cream, sugary, fattening, whipped cream. Jerk.
"OH MY GOD! WHAT DID YOU DO! THIS IS DESINER!" I screech, gawking at my now ruined crop top.
"Maybe you should think next time you publicly humiliate Pasty in public." Duncan mutters, smiling. Again, jerk.
"Ugh Whatever! I'm going to go change." I tell the five girls surrounding me, sashaying off. Those two punk jerks, they will pay for that.
A/N: So I let Courtney out, got Gwen and Duncan together, which BTW, awww! And had them spray Heather with whipped cream. My friends did that to me once, did not end pretty. Anyways, did you like it? It was short, I know. I have other fanfics to update!
MTC
Sparkulz