Courtney's P.O.V.

Saturday

I wake up by myself, because Gwen said she had to talk to Duncan about something, God only knows what it was though.

But I'm okay with that because this is the first Saturday I've had to me, myself, and I in a long time. And I'm going to enjoy every minute of it.

After I get done eating breakfast, brushing my teeth, taking a shower, and getting dressed, I headed outside to read for a little while. But I didn't read that much because all I could think about was Duncan. Sad, right?

Well I didn't want to, my brain just did. It was pretty strange too. I hope I don't like him anymore that would suck. Not only for me but for Gwen too. It wouldn't for Duncan though; he would kill to have two girls fighting over him. I don't like him; at least I won't let myself like him. I couldn't do that, ever.

"Hey." I hear a guy say. I swear if it's Duncan. I look up and every thing stops around me, it's Noah.

"Hey." I say back to him.

"So, you, um, doing anything tonight?" I swear this is the best day of my life! But I tell myself I can't seem desperate.

"Well, I'm actually busy tonight, but tomorrow would work great." Courtney you are too good at this.

"Okay then. So you want to have a picnic in the park then around one?"

"I'd love to."

"Okay I'll see you then."

I'm so happy! I'm so happy! I'm so happy! I'm so happy! I recited in my head for the rest of the day.

It's going to be so fun! So Noah asked me out four hours ago and I already have my out fit, my make up, and my shoes. Oh it's going to be perfect!

I wake up in the middle of night numerous times. And you'll never, ever guess why.

I was thinking about Duncan. I know that Gwen is going out with him, but I can't help feeling like he's like he's gonna be mad if I go out with Noah. Why should I care anyway? What did he ever do for me? Nothing, that's what, so you know what, I hope it, does make Duncan mad! That would probably be the highlight of my last day as a junior in High School. Yeah, it totally will be.

Sunday

After I wake up I make sure I look absolutely perfect, I had too. So I leave around 12:30 so I can get to the park right on time. Like I always say, it's better to early than late. I get into my car, and head off to the park. On the way there I pass Heather's house. I could've sworn that I saw Justin walking out of her house. I must be seeing things; she hates him, why would he be in her house? He wouldn't, that's why.

I get to the park at exactly 12:58 right on time, almost. So I find a bench to sit on and I wait for a half hour. I get up leave because I am fed up with waiting. So I get in my car and on my way home I turn around. Maybe I miss understood Noah, maybe he said two instead. So I go back to the park and sit on the same bench for another hour and a half. Now I'm sure that he isn't showing up. So this time I leave for good, and I won't come back.

As I'm driving home I start crying, not because Noah stood me up but because I actually went. How could I be so stupid? I should've known that he wouldn't go. Not that he's afraid of me or anything like that, but because I never should trust guys. Never, all they lead to is a broken heart and an empty tub of cookie dough. I stop crying though, it was his mistake messing with me, I'll get him back trust me.

I'm almost home when I realize I haven't eaten lunch yet. So I go to a Taco Bell drive thru and order two tacos. I wait to eat them when I get home, there's no way I'm ruining my black convertible, no way. So I'm driving home and back up the street. I see Noah and Lindsey making out on a curb out side Lindsey's house.

Now I have two choices. One being just driving away and going home into my room and huddling in my room for the rest of my life. Or, I could roll down my window and throw out the tacos at Noah and Lindsey.

Let's just say that I'm happy I got extra sour cream on my tacos that day.