Total Drama Life

Ch. 9: HELLO, I'm Courtney

I stood in front of the not-so-large-class. I figured Calculus Honours wasn't an easy class to get into. Fifteen pairs of eyes stared straight at me, waiting for something to come out of my mouth. I hesitated, not knowing exactly what I was going to say. I then remembered my confidence back in TDI, and the fact that I didn't get stage fright. And so, to that remembrance, I fixed my posture, smiled, and began to speak with a tone where even the ones sitting in the back could hear me loud and clear.

"Hello," I gave a slight wave, "I'm Courtney, I moved here from Toronto."

Someone raised their hand and spoke without confirmation, "Aren't you Andrea and Allison's cousin?"

I nodded, "Um, yeah."

Another raised their hand, speaking without confirmation as well, "Are you going out with Duncan?"

A wave of whispers were sent across the room, the teacher slammed something small on her desk, "Hey! Quiet down. Give a little respect!" She faced me, "Thank you Courtney, you may take a seat right over there next to Joey." She pointed to a seat to my right; the seat was next to a large window that reached up to the ceiling.

I walked at a quick pace to the seat, setting down my bag beside me. I tried to sit in a presentable posture, trying my best not to show the teacher a bad impression of my ability to be an excellent student. Sure, that sounded a little nerdy, but, the kids in this class weren't exactly popular material. There was of course a rare, above decent looking boy in my class who was (of course) slouching in his chair, staring at me. This boy was none other than Joey, the boy the teacher made me sit next to. A tad cliché most would think. I tried my best not to look his way; I pretended to care about what the teacher was lecturing on. I took extra lessons at home on Trigonometry, so I knew passing this class was going to be a breeze. I would be taking Trig in school, but I told my parents I wanted to go at a not-so-above pace as everyone else, I guess it was a 'social status' thing. Truth is I didn't want everyone thinking I was such a huge nerd.

"Hey." I heard a whisper from beside me, it was Joey.

"Hi..." I whispered back, still looking at the teacher.

He leaned a bit forward, turning his head directly to me, "So."

This time, I turned my head a bit to face him, "What?" I tried to sound as kind as possible, but when you're responding to a 'Hey' and a 'So' it's a little hard to do so. I noticed he had on a plaid green, black, and white tie: the senior tie.

"What's up?" It was obvious he was trying to flirt with me.

I almost played along, "In a class, bored, like you."

The teacher faced us, but what she said was directed to Joey, "Mr. Miles, we all know you're girl-friend deprived, but let's try not to hit on the new girl for now, okay?"

I found it funny how she said 'for now'.
Joey turned his body to face the front, slight annoyance in his expression. The whole class burst in a silent laughter. I couldn't help but smirk a bit. The rest of the class time went swiftly, since there were only 10 minutes left after the 'Joey Incident'. I wanted to get out of class bad. I suppose my reasons for wanting to get out of class weren't totally just because I wanted my first day to pass quickly, but it was the fact Duncan was in my next class. A part of me wanted to see him, and it wanted to see him bad.

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The bell rung, I quickly gathered my things. As I stood up, the teacher came up to me with a few papers in her hand.

"I am so sorry Courtney, I forgot to introduce myself!" She gave me a self concerned smile, "I'm Mrs. Sipula, or if that's a hassle for you to say, you can call me Mrs. S."

"Oh no no I can call you Mrs. Sipula just fine. No worries."

She handed me the papers that were in her hand, "Here, take these. Read them over, your parents or guardians need to sign a few of them. And, have a great first day!"

"Thank you." I walked towards the door.

When I crossed the threshold Joey was there, I jumped since I hadn't noticed. He was leaning on the wall, a hand in his pocket, the other holding a skinny black binder. He turned his head and pushed against the wall, making him stand up. He was taller than me, maybe by three inches.

"So. Where's your next class?"

I hesitated, "Um. I'm suppose to wait here for someone to take m-" I was stopped by a tug on the arm. I turned around, it was Duncan.

"Yo. Sorry man, she's with me." Duncan said with cockiness in his voice to Joey.

Joey still gave that half smile, "Aw. That's too bad." He turned around, walking to his next class, he turned his head back though, "See you around, Courtney." And he continued to walk down the hall.

Duncan entangled my arm with his, "Time for Anatomy." He grinned.

"I hope you mean in the literature sense."

"Well we can do some physical experiments too." He nudged me, still grinning.

I gave him my usual disgusted look that I would shoot back at him each time he said something perverted, "Ew! You pig."

"Still with the name calling huh?"

"You still call me Princess, and babe, so I think it's only fair." I said this in an as-a-matter-of-factly way.

"Yeah but it's not as mean." He fake sniffled, and lined an invisible tear down to his cheek with his finger.

"Pig, ogre, ass hole, douche bag, pervert, degenerate, juvenile delinquite. Did I miss any?" I gave him a fake, symphathized look.

"I've heard worse, babe." The corners of his mouth went up slowly and, to my eyes, painfully.

He came to a stop, "We're here."

He opened the door, and walked me in. Everyone stared at us. A few snickered here and there. I then realised my arm was still entangled with his. I shook it out and acted like it never happened. A well built man with neatly combed almost-grey hair came towards us, he was maybe in his fifties.

He had his head faced to Duncan, "Hello Mr. O'Reilly." He then faced me, "And who might you be young lady?"

Duncan answered for me, "This is Courtney." He pulled me closer, "She's new. And since I'm her wonderful caring guardian, how about she sits next to me?"

"Well alright." He faced me, coming closer, "Don't let his dashing looks distract you." Duncan shot a flirtatiously raised eyebrow at me.

The room had long desks; they were meant for two people to a table. Duncan led me to the back row, where the only empty table in the room was. I sat next to him, setting my bag on the floor next to me. I sat with my legs crossed and my hands folded on my knees. My back was straight. Duncan sat in a way that didn't surprise me to the least bit; slouched forward and an arm on the desk holding his head up. His focus however, was faced to me.

The teacher began to speak, "Everyone," he pointed at me, my eyes widened, "Courtney is new to this school. Let's all give her a welcoming hello. I want you all to offer help if it looks like she needs it."

I heard 'Hi's" and 'Hello's' and a few 'Yo's'. The class had about the same amount of students as my Calculus Honours class. The teacher was having a bit of trouble with his lap top from what I could tell. He then sighed with relief, and clicked something. He went to the side of the room, next to the door, and turned off all the lights. On the board of the room appeared a video. I supposed we were watching some Anatomy video. I tried to pay attention to the video but I felt flicks on my thighs. I slapped Duncan's fingers away. I turned my head to face him; he was still in the same position as before, but using his free hand to bother me. I leaned forward, cupping my chin with my hands. I pretended to not notice the flicking. It stopped, so I figured Duncan got bored. I turned my head slowly to face Duncan, only to see him shuffling though my things in my small messenger bag.

I slapped him softly, "Duncan!" I tried to keep it to a whisper.

"What!?" He whispered back oh-so-innocently.

"Oh so you don't realise you're looking though my shit?" I pulled my bag away from him and set it next to me again, this time on the opposite side so he wouldn't be able to take it again without me noticing right away.

"Kill joy." He mumbled, but loud enough for me to hear.

I kicked him. I heard a muffled Ow! and I giggled softly at his hurting. I sighed, and continued my attempt on paying attention to the video.

A/N

I decided to make this part of the story into two parts, so that you have something to read while I work on the other half of "HELLO, I'm Courtney" Thanks so much for the reviews guys! I'm really glad you're enjoying it :)

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