(TwistedXmo)

Chapter Two; Disconnect and Reconnect.

Quote to this chapter;;

Don't walk in front of me, I may not follow. Don't walk behind me, I may not lead. Walk beside me and be my friend.
~Albert Camus

Dear Gruesome Girl;

I've had a best friend since I was first put in the playpen. We were just like ying and yang. As time grew and the seasons past we just decided we were going to be friends. I met a wonderful boyfriend I've been dating him for about a couple months now. We were fine till my best friend told me he thinks my boyfriend is cheating on me. I've been iffy with my bff and my boyfriend now. Should I trust my best friend?

From; Doubtful Darien


Dear Doubtful Darien-

First of all, why should you trust your best friend? What if your best friend stops talking to you and runs off with another girl, that he said he was completely over with and he only had eyes on you and began-


Place; Intoxicate Magazine Inc: New Hampshire

Time: 11:34 am, July 22, 2010.

Person speaking at the time: Gwendolyn Samantha Evans;


As I was typing I can tell someone was behide me. "Well someone still isn't over him." I turned around seeing that grim smirk. She finally got her hair to grow, even if it was only to her shoulders. She had a dark maroon dress with sleeves that cut off to her elbows. Not to mention wearing black four inch Stilettos.

"Over who?" I asked sharply. She lifted up one of her short eye bow tilting her head more into my laptop and simply replied. "Duncan."

That word, that person was the, well used to be, the biggest part of my life. It made me think about those two weeks ago. Of us at the club being just well… us?

"I've been over Duncan, ok Heather? Sure I seen him at Area 51 a couple weeks ago but we weren't doing anything…" She catch my breath and said.

"Yet." Heather laughed as she turned around and started walking back into her cubical.

I was at loose ends, frowning my eye brows together. I picked myself up walking into Heathers mini office grabbing her laptop holder and shutting it down glaring at Heather.

"I'm getting married!" I yelled.

Heather was surprises that I had the guts to come back to her office talking back. Speaking about this conversation that had to do with my ex boyfriend, and just barley best friend… again. She rolled her eyes and laughed on me.

"Are you really trying to argue with me Gwendolyn?" Ah I hate when she's calls me that.

"I'm just letting you know, don't try and start rumors about this."

Heather eyes started to tear up as she brusted out laughing controllably. "Oh please Gwen! Don't flatter yourself. You're not a waste of breath for those rumors anymore, plus your making yourself start the rumors."

I raised my eyes brow up looking completely shocked. "How?"

Heather got up once again looking down at me. Damn her four inch heels. "Who is the one always asking poor Mary if anyone has called you? Not to mention you're always checking your cell phone. Please Gwen your missing your ex convict more than a fat women is on a diet, wanting her chocolate cupcake with sprinkles on it."

I was so shocked staring at Heather blankly. "Nailed it." She said walking away to go copy some files.

"Bitch." I whispered as I made my way back to my desk and began my work.

Me and Heather have been on pretty good terms after Total Drama World Tour. Shocking yes? We always get into mindless arguments, then after work we go to the bar near both of our houses and drink are martinis. IT was how our friendship was. We still hated each other but yet grew a friendship.

Me and Her both worked at Intoxicate Magazine. Heather wrote the gossip of celebrities. And I was Gruesome Gwen giving the peoples the hard, but truthful advice.


Place Intoxicate Magazine Inc: New Hampshire

Time: 12:30 pm, July 22, 2010.


The time flew by as it was my lunch time. I decided to get a Carmel frappachino and head back into work. There was a tiny coffee shop near my building thought it would be best to go there instead of going to star bucks and waiting in line for who knows how long?

I walked over and enter the clean crisp air and light green wallpaper in the shop and seeing Sierra who sadly works there.

"Hey Sierra." I spoke trying to be pleasant with her. She never did like me yet she was too nice to say, or show it. She was a total creep with me. She hated me because apparently I was trying to steal Cody away from her, I giggled. I did steal someone away from Duncan though. Even though I won the battle, Courtney won the war.

She nodded in response. "Gwen." She suddenly pulled out the Carmel as I smiled faintly at her. At least she remembers my favorite.

We didn't talk. I wanted it to be that way. Her and Cody became good friends after the show but once Cody started liking Sierra. Yes, like like! She didn't really like him anymore? How strange, I know. So they never got together but now that Cody doesn't talk to her anymore, I can tell she misses him. I guess we're all on the same boat.

I heard the bell ring threw the door, meaning new costumers. I head males laughing at one another and at their self. I turned around and notice one thing from those entire guys. A Mohawk. Duncan looked at me and hurried and tries to think of words coming out of his mouth.

"Gwen… hey!" he walk closer and touch my shoulder as I brushed it away from me.

"Screw you."

I walked over to the wall and lend against it as his friend or co workers was laughing at his failed attempted to me.

"Better luck next time Dunk." The male snickered slapping Duncan's back.

I rolled my eyes and tapped my foot try to hurry and wait for my coffee.

Duncan took his order as he walked over to me again and lend on the counter. "I can explain." He softly spoke.

I grunted. "I'm sick of your promises Duncan, really, really sick of them." I didn't look at him but I looked at Sierra as she called my name, finally.

"Gwen." I looked over at Duncan biting his new pierced lip on his face, looking at me with a sorrow in his teal eyes. "Bye."

I went over and picked up my ice coffee and made my way on to work, oh joy.


Place: Cap-O Cheen O Shop , New Hampshire

Time: 12:59 pm, July 22, 2010.

Person speaking at the time: Duncan Ethan Davidson;


I didn't plan on being the ass hole. It just happens. Gwen walked out as I frowned. I didn't call her the last time we met at the club. Why you might ask? I just got the hint that she was finally not single for good.

My begging at the club was the big part, Gwen didn't want to be my friend, and I begged her to. What kind of friend is that? She was my best friend, but in a month, days, or even years, would I want to be something more?

I didn't know and I didn't want to know. I rejected her when we broke up. I couldn't have her play the cards on me. She would have, I mean she's getting married for crying out loud!

"Who was that hot ass babe?" Justin elbows my arm as he laughed. I don't know why but I felt my legs saying "Do it no, do it now!" my legs picked up as I dashed outside chasing Gwen.

I saw her wearing a gray cargo with a short white dress with black tights underneath and short gray boots.

"Gwen!" I whined chasing after her. She stopped, looking up into the air and turned around with a pissed pout.

"What!" she spat very tired and annoyed at this point.

"I didn't want you to take me back as a friend for some pity." I spoke softly.

She started at me and rubbed her arm while speaking. "It wasn't pity… it… went both ways." She looked back onto the ground still rubbing her arms.

"What do you mean?" I slowly said to her as walking closer and closer to her. Her eyes slowly gazed up me and shrugged and bit her bottom lip.

"I've missed you a lot Dammit. It wasn't just you."

I chuckled looking down at her as she bent her head down blushing.

"Don't make fun of me jerk." She said still blushing.

"I can if I want to pasty." I replied.

I didn't even notice how close we were till I felt her chest raising and falling onto my chest. I remember feeling her this close years ago. Damn I guess you can sat feelings never change even if it has been over about ten years.

"So you still up for that date?" I asked coolly as her head shot up like a firework. Her eyes turned a lighter shade of green. It always did that when she got scared.

"What?" she gasped frightened.

I smiled at her and placed my hands on her waist. This was the same flashback of us becoming an official couple in Area 51 in Total Drama World Tour, and kind of funny to how we ended up meeting eachtoher at a club called Area 51. A blush ran along her face.

She quickly moved away to fast. I just remember, we were a memoires and that was it. "I'm just messing pasty, I was talking about are little lunch date at my favorite Italian restaurant, don't you remember?"

She fixed her hair as she sighed in relief. "Ok, good."

"You're so gullible Gwenny." I stepped back more to give her space. She huffed and did a spin.

"Whatev, I got to go to work so I'll…" she was about to walk away till a grasped her shoulder.

"So, tomorrow at one?" I asked nervously.

She sighed but smiled dimly at me. "Ok, at Mario's on 72 south."

I nodded as I watched her walk away. I knew tomorrow was going to be a good day.


Place Hillcrest Hawks High School, New Hampshire

Time: 12:53 pm, July 23, 2010.


I was in class staring blankly at the clock. Waiting and waiting for the bell to ring so I can leave the class. I already shut off my laptop, got my keys and was near the door. I heard some snickers as I was still staring at the clock.

"Going to be late for class Duncan?" I looked over and seen Susan Jensen making that comment high fiving her friends.

I rolled my eyes. "Very funny, and its Mr. Davidson to you guys!" I yelled. Everyone stared at me as if I was the bogie man and began laughing, as I did to.

"You're so awesome Duncan!" Kyle laughed and threw his backpack over him and helped his girlfriend up that was Susan.

"Thanks." I stared at the clock again and was getting pissed. "Hurry up hurry up."

"What's the rush?" They all asked as I sighed. "I got this… lunch with someone very special."

I heard the girls do there oh and awes and making comments as the boys was whistling and yelling like dogs, typical teenagers.

"What's her name?" Kyle asked.

"Gwen." I replied trying to keep my cool down.

"Oh, Gwen! Didn't you say you two were like best friends?" Susan yelled happily.

I nodded. "That's her." I looked down just thinking about the little problem.

"What's with the frown Double D?" Rebecca asked, oh yeah the kids called me that cause my first and last name start with a D, such a classic thing I would called a teacher.

Suddenly this is where I felt like a little girl and just told them straight up, how I felt. They was my favorite class I felt I can share this with them.

"Ok that Gwen girl, I used to date her, I dumped her and got with this Courtney girl, Courtney then dumped me and now I seen Gwen and she's just making me feel, well I guess you can say I'm …"

"You're missing and wanting Gwen back?" Rebecca finished, damn these kids knew me to well.

"Yea." I sighed as I looked at the clock again and notice one minute has past, ah I remember time always slows down as your watching the clock.

"Then get her back double D you're the player, you can do it!" Kyle jumped up laughing as I didn't, that shocked everyone.

"She's getting married." I heard oh's and bad comments.

"Um, never mind then." Susan smiled as she laughed nervously.

I grunted and then suddenly the bell rang as everyone still beat me to the door.

"Damn kids." I said closing the door and locking it up.


Place: Mario's Palaces, New Hampshire

Time: 01:15 pm, July 23, 2010.

Person speaking at the time: Gwendolyn Samantha Evans;


I pulled up to the place and notice a car behide me pulling into the parking lot riding up my ass with his car.

"Ass." I looked over the mirror and seen Duncan in the ride with that smirk.

I smiled as I pulled my car into a parking lot as Duncan car was next to me.

"Fifteen minutes late Duncan not impressed." I closed my car door as I smiled at Duncan, his window were rolled down so of course he heard me and he jumped out looking at me.

"You're kidding me right? You just pulled up to."

"Yes, but I'm the girl, I always show up late."

"Well I have a good reason."

"I bet you do Duncan." I sighed as I lead onto my car as Duncan eyes widen.

"Really, the halls were packed; the other teachers tried talking about the next school meeting." He was going on and on and on until he notice my eyes popping out of my head.

"What?" he asked nervously."

"You're a a a "I said pointing to Duncan as he laughed.

"A Teacher? Yes, yes I am."

"Wow." I said giggling as I started walking into the restaurant.

"What?"

"Didn't know Duncan's taught." He opened the door for me as I whispered thank you and got into are seats.


Place: Mario's Palaces, New Hampshire

Time: 02:34 pm, July 23, 2010.


We was laughing so hard I even had ravioli fly out my nose it was so funny. Duncan start couching on his ice cube in his drink.

After we died down with the laughter, and got hushed by the owners we decided to talk adultish.

"So, what do you teach?"

"Um don't laugh." He looked over side by side and got closer to me and whispered. "Poetry."

I didn't laugh one bit, why should I laugh. "Wow Duncan that's… amazing who knew you had it in you." I smiled at Duncan while he smiled also. "Thanks."

So why a teacher, why a Poetry teacher? If you don't mind me asking."

"Not at all," he began and looked around thinking. "Well, as I was getting locked up a lot when I was 17 I started teaching kids I Juvie the smarts and easy way to the good life in Juvie, I love teaching kids something and helping them out, so that's where the teacher thing kicked in."

"And the poetry?"

"Since I was locked up a couple times here and there the only thing I can do was read and write, so I began expressing my feelings on paper and started making poetry, and plus having Courtney as an crazy ex girlfriend got me to help write poetry, not in a good way."

"Dare to read one to me about her?" I smirked.

"I thought you would never ask." He cleared his throat as he began."


A Princess on her throne;


At first she was pretty sweet and really cool,
It took a while to realize she was such a tool,

One day she said his pants was to tattered and cut,
So he changed so he can see her big butt.

I giggled while Duncan stops talking and looked at me. "What?"

"Big butt..." I giggled more as Duncan shrugged.

"Do you want to hear this or not? This was like my first poem so cut me some slack."

"No no I love it so far, please, continue Mr. Davidson." I winked at him as he laughed.

"Ok." He cleared his throat and spoke. "Where was I… oh yeah?"


When she told him to never talk any girls in class,

He started to realize she was such a stupid ass,

Then she wrote a 15 page about all his flaws.

She had him sign signatures, a fingerprint, acting like she's was the law.

Sooner they just started to hate each other from inside and out,

what was all her whining, and bitching about?

It doesn't matter though because he dumped her at long last,

now he can put all of her drama in his past,

Sure she was strong, but he notices she wasn't sweet.

He would rather fuck with a hooker off the street,

He finally was happy he never got to smell her nasty ass feet.

Someone like her doesn't deserve someone so great,
She might says she wants him back but it's too little too late!

"Wow Duncan that was…"I spoke.

"I know it was my first poem, very…"

"Great, awesome, very… you! Duncan I love it, it was so… great. It explains Courtney and you so much."

Duncan started laughing. "Who said it was Courtney… It could've been you."

I started laughing. "My feet do not stink! Want to smell?" I put my four inch Jessica Simpsons shoe onto the table as Duncan laughed and pushed it off.

"No thank you." Duncan wiped his eye from laughing to hard and looked at me again. "So what do you do?"

"I work at a magazine company."

"And do?" he asked.

"Can't really say…" I began playing with my fork.

"Why?"

"Because, it's like, um… very hard to understand, I just can't, I'm like Santa clause no one can really know about me."

"Please." Duncan batted his eye lashes as I caved in.

"Fine." One thing about Duncan, I could never hide anything from him, even it was risking losing my job.

"I'm gruesome girl in this part of the magazine, girls, or boys, ask me questions and I answer them and give them the harsh truth."

"You're gruesome girl?"He asked shocked. Ah oh.

"Maybe?" I asked scared.

He rolled his eyes. "I swear I have to take about 15 magazines away from the teenager girls in class because they say and I quote, "We have to know what Gruesome girl said about boys, dates, poems and pimples!"

I started laughing. "What do you know, we both work with Teenagers."

"Sure do Pasty." I giggled as I glanced over at the clock.

"Oh my gosh!"

"What?" he asked scared.

"Duncan it's been about two hours we have been here, I only got a half hour lunch break."

"I only got forty minutes, oh shit." He opens his black berry and I notice it was on silence as he turned it back to vibrate.

"Why did you have it on silence?"

"Didn't want no interruptions Gwenny." He teased as he pulled out his debit card as the waiter came over taking it.

"Duncan!" I yelled. "I was going to pay!" I asked lifting up my purse.

Duncan stood up as he held his hand out. "Maybe next time then?" he asked.

I think he asked me out to another date… Lunch date! I mean not date what I am saying.

I gave Duncan my left hand as he stared at my left hand and frowned. And picked me up and we got his card back and walk back outside.

We got to are cars as we both got in rolling down are windows and I looked over at him on my left side.

"Well this was great Duncan."

"Yeah… well… I'll just text you in a couple more days." He said looking back at his wheel.

"Why a couple of days?" I asked slowly as I looked away and back onto Duncan.

"Just going to be busy, end of the quarter is coming up with the kids, you know how that is everyone trying to get their grades up."

"Yeah ok, see yeah." I rolled up my widow as I turned up my music and backed out and drove away.

As I hit the light I finally let the tears fall. "Why he is like this." I didn't understand that. I'll text you in a couple more days? Even though he wanted another date... I mean not date just going out to lunch together, ah get a hold Gwen, we aren't going to fall for each other, well I mean me…

The light turned Green as I step on the gas trying to get away from Duncan by all means.

"Stop crying." I said to myself as more tears came down.


OK For Duncans Poem.. or whatever he said, I didnt make that up all rights go to Heather Farley . I changed it up to sound like Duncan, anyways, this might be sloppy, I'm so tired but i wanted to hurry and post this up! Review please! I can't believe i got 16 on the first chapter, Hope i get more : 3

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