(Courtney's POV)
I wish I saw him being a jerk coming… When we first met, I was really caught off guard. At first, he was so immature and obnoxious; I don't even know why I wanted to get answers about the 'mystery of the runaway angel'. No one ever told me except Erin anyway. She always tells me the truth or gives me the answers as a true best friend. I miss her too much right now. Should've read the signs...Duncan just keeps egging me on right now after just breaking my heart!
Who knew I was so sensitive when it came to him?
"Please Princess, just listen to me for one second!" I see him stand up and reach one of his hands out to me with my eyes covered. "We were just mad at each other over shit, and it happens to everyone." "Sure it does," I sigh; ignoring his begging. "It used to be so easy to forgive and forget, but you just have to make it harder! All of this happens in one day, and just when I thought you weren't an annoying, pesky, pervert…" I uncross my arms and look up at him. "Your mascara is running." "What? I never wear mascara." "Well, it's running right now…" He declares; booping my nose. I giggle in response for a second. "What's so funny?" "We just met! I'm not telling you!" I laugh stubbornly. "Come on, you can tell me." "Nope." "I won't tell anyone…" I sigh and grin in response, "Fine. No one besides my parents and Erin ever did that to me. For some reason it just magically puts a smile on my face." I confess; my cheeks flushing bright red. I'm sure my freckles are being revealed to him right now, too... "It's cute. Heck, it's adorable. The way your face glows and your freckles just kind of show..." "Really?" I challenge him. "Yeah. I never noticed that about you 'til now, actually." Duncan looks away from me and fidgets with his dark red tie. I stand up, observe my face into the mirror closest to me and notice that I don't have any mascara on my face. "You lied! I'm not even wearing mascara!"
"I was teasing." He counters; booping my nose again. This time, I laugh even louder and my cheeks are probably flushing an even deeper shade of red. "So...do you forgive me, Princess?" Duncan reaches his hand out closer to me. "This happens to everyone, right?" I take it and smile back. "We have a party to get to, then!" He drags my hand along after wiping the extra tears off my cheeks before leaving the room. "Slow down, Duncan! I can't keep up!" I stop flitting to catch my breath. "Too slow, eh darling? I expected you to be stronger than that!" He flies back to me and responds with his arms crossed cockily. "Is that a challenge, darling?!" I counter his insult. Man, I'm good! "Hell yeah babe!" "First of all, my name isn't 'babe', it's Courtney. And 2nd, you're so on!" I fire myself up and take off so fast, I can't even see him from behind me! "I-I m-made it!" I bend down and rest my hands on my knees from the exhaustion. "What took you so long?" "Huh? Who said that…" I look around survey around the party room; confused. Poof! Has to be Duncan, right? Called it. "Using magic is so against the rules!" I nudge his elbow; annoyed. "You never said that..." He points out. I sigh, he was right. I forgot about how he can use magic whenever he feels like it. "You won this time…" I moan in defeat. "Yes! So, should we go in, m'lady?" Duncan links arms with me and suggests. "Sure, why not." I grasp his hand in mine and smile at him. He snaps the fingers in his free hand and the rose red curtain in front of us; hiding the scene reveals the craziness behind it. "Wow." My eyes explore the festivities taking place. Speechless, I turn to Duncan and he offers to give me a tour. I reply with a short "Sure." while I nuzzle my head into his chest for a minute. He looks down at me and smiles sweetly. You think we wouldn't ever get along, but at that moment, I felt like it was love at first sight even though it wasn't.
In one corner, there's a table for plates, utensils and trays right before the buffet of strange foods. A bar with a shelf of different bottles behind the counter and a few barstools in another corner. (I'm kind of weirded out by the fact that there seems to be a drinking contest over there.) In the center of the room, girl performers are singing and dancing on a coffee black stage and groups of tables with 10 chairs at each table surround the stage. Between the tables, chairs and big stage, a clear area of flooring is laid out; with a bunch of people dancing on it. I feel a tap on my shoulder and turn around to see Geoff, Bridgette, Jen and Gwen. "Duncan, we didn't know you had a thing for the Princess," Gwen, Jen, and Bridgette slyly smirk and notice our linked arms and holding hands. "Score, bra! I knew it before she even got here!" "Sure you did, Geoff… Let's just enjoy the night and have fun!" Bridgette smiles at us; relaxed and perky as can be. "What do you guys wanna do?" Jen asks us. "I say check out the bar." Duncan suggests. "Bro, Princess, you in?" He invites Geoff I to go with him. "Totally, dude!" Geoff fist-bumps my date. I shake my head, it's just didn't feel right. "You seriously need to get that pole outta your butt, Princess. Loosen up! It'll be fun…" the Devil twirls me around into his arms, wraps them around my waist and jeers. It reminds me of the way Duncan did that when he said he wanted to give me 'the time of my life'. I start to laugh at the thought of it and I think it's weirding him out. "What's so funny, Princess? That pole finally fell out of your butt?" I roll my eyes at his incompetence. "No! Wait- I meant that was so not funny!" "You're ready for some sin, I can feel it…" He smirks at me lecherously again. "NO! Absolutely not! What do you not understand by Angel Princess!" "Now you're more uptight and bossy than ever before!" the Devil mocks my statements. I hate him sometimes… "Come on, Courtney! For the team!" Geoff gets on Duncan's side and it doesn't really help me try to do the right thing. "I'll give you a 1st good make-out session, after. In front of everyone..." He creeps up behind me; with a devilish smirk on his face. Figures… Again. "Ughhhh! Fine! Only 1 drink!" I grumble. "For the make-out session, eh? Good choice!" the Devil sways me side to side in his arms; looking down at me."NO! I just want you and Geoff to shut up! Also, I want to get this over with so that way I can enjoy this party innocently after." I nudge his chest with all of the strength in my shoulders. It works and I'm out of his grasp. Yay! "OWE! What the hell Princess! Anyways, the bartenders are buddies of mine, I know they'll like you for sure." Duncan drags me over to the bar with Geoff. I hope I won't regret this and God will forgive me for it. Seriously, I mean it!