Hey guys… Hehe, sorry for not updating this, I got a lot of mojo for Broken Strings, and wanted to write as much as I could before it dried up! I don't know about you, but I'm in the mood for some Trentney! Woo!

By the way… I SURVIVED MY FIRST HIGH SCHOOL DANCE! Man, it was scary… Bleh, teenagers are icky. 0.o

"Stroke! Stroke! Stroke! Stroke!" Courtney ordered, as she stood in front of the community pool. She continued to command her class, wearing a red bathing suit signifying she was a certified lifeguard. That, and the certificate she made to make it more official than necessary.

"That's exactly what you did last night, eh Princess?" Duncan smirked, walking over to said 'Princess'.

Courtney tensed, before turning on her heel and placing her hands on her hips. She glared at him, with a look that could kill and scrunched her nose in distaste, making the freckles stand out on her tanned complexion.

"Okay, first, DON'T call me Princess!" Courtney seethed, only making the cocky grin on Duncan's face grow wider. If possible. "Second, just b-because I woke up next to you after Geoff's party, does NOT mean I slept with you!"

"Mhmm, yeah, you keep telling yourself that." He said, nonchalantly. Duncan smirked, and walked over to Courtney as she boiled over with rage. As if to push her further off the edge, he wrapped an arm around her and leaned down close to her ear. He pulled out his cell phone, as Courtney stared at him uncomfortably, and angrily.

"But this recording of you screaming my name last night, begs to differ." He whispered, while Courtney's expression blanked. She elbowed him in the gut and huffed.

"DUNCAN!" She screamed furiously, as he laughed at her.

"See, you just can't get enough of screaming my name!" Duncan chuckled.

Courtney glared at him with the intensity of a thousand daggers, and stomped her foot to the pavement. "UGH! If I wasn't on duty right now, I would so drown your sorry ass!"

"Love you too, babe!" Duncan called over his shoulder, before strutting over to where his current 'girlfriend' (fuck buddy) Heather was sitting, and placing her in his lap.

Courtney silently fumed, before huffing and turning back to her class. Her expression blanked once she caught sight of the freaked out stares she was getting, and flashed a meek smile.

"Nice work everyone, I'll see you next Saturday." She mumbled.

Courtney sighed as her group exited the pool, and started to dry off. She walked over to the lifeguard who would teach the next class, and rolled her eyes.

"Hey Bridgette." Courtney greeted.

Bridgette smiled back, and swung her towel over her shoulder. "Hey Court. How was your shift?" She asked?

Though, she would soon regret it once she caught sight of Courtney's 'I'm-about-to-rant-about-something-Duncan-did-to-piss-me-off!' expression.

"Ugh! Lessons were going fine, until he," Courtney spat, pointing accusingly to Duncan as he continued to neck with Heather, "showed up! And he had the nerve to bring up the events of that retched party!"

"Well, it is kinda your fault for drinking all of that punch despite how many warnings I gave you, and…" Bridgette trailed off, twiddling her pointer fingers nervously. Bridgette smiled meekly as Courtney's glare intensified.

"Not. Helping." She hissed. Courtney sighed, and crossed her arms. "Be right back, I forgot my towel over there." She mumbled before walking across the pavement back to her spot. Courtney bent over to grab her towel, before letting out a scream as a hand slapped her hard in the ass. Losing her balance, Courtney tumbled forwards and head first into the swimming pool.

As she resurfaced, Courtney coughed out the chlorinated water that she accidentally swallowed, and wiped her eyes. Once they were focused, she glared at the ass that had sexually harassed her.

"UGH! DUNCAN! YOU ANNOYING JERK-FACE!" She yelled, slamming her fists into the water, creating a few splashes.

Duncan smirked, and mockingly blew her a kiss. He walked over to where Geoff, DJ, and Trent were lying around, and sighed, the ever-lasting arrogant smile still plastered across his face. "Sometimes she just makes it way too easy."

DJ rolled his eyes, as Geoff chuckled and nodded, and Trent sighed.

"Hey, ease up on her, Duncan." Trent muttered.

Duncan raised an eyebrow, and rolled his eyes. He rolled his eyes, and scoffed. "Why the fuck should I? She's a drama queen, hot, and fun to tease; ergo, she amuses me greatly."

"Yeah, but isn't that what your girlfriend is for?" Trent glared, crossing his arms as well.

"You mean Heather? Psh, the only thing she's useful for is for BJs." Duncan waved off, while Trent rolled his eyes.

"You know, you shouldn't talk like that about women! It's inconsiderate." DJ scolded, before grabbing his bag and leaving the deck, probably to go bake cookies with Mama DJ.

"Like hell I will." Duncan chuckled, pounding fists with Geoff.

Trent rolled his eyes once again, before swinging a towel around his neck and standing up from his lounge chair. His eyes scanned the deck, before he spotted Courtney. His expression softened as he watched her scramble up the edge of the pool, and groan. She tossed away her drenched towel, and crossed her arms across her chest as the cooler air nipped at her soaked figure.

Trent sighed, and walked over to her and wrapped his towel around her shoulders, and hugged her from behind, as Courtney's frame quivered.

Courtney's eyes widened and her cheeks started to heat up, as shivers not only from the air, but also from the close contact with him, ran down her spine, and danced over her bare skin.

"U-uhm, what are you doing?" Courtney questioned, feeling slightly uneasy. She bit down on her bottom lip, and avoided Trent's eyes at all costs.

Trent didn't know why he wrapped his arms around her; he could have simply given her the towel, and walked away without a word. But he didn't.

"You looked cold." Trent replied with a shrug. Trent rested his hand on her lower stomach nervously, and bit his lip as he sighed. Even he thought that sounded lame.

Courtney felt her stomach flutter, and her face start to flush. Her eyes darted downwards, and she stole a glance at Trent's hand. It was placed low, but not too low; almost perfectly. Courtney turned her head so she was facing him, and looked around awkwardly.

"Oh, uhm… Hi?" She murmured.

Trent brushed a few wet strands of chocolate brown hair out of her face, and gingerly tucked them behind her ear.

"Hi." He replied, softly.

Courtney stared into his eyes ignoring the wall of water that splashed her and Trent, courtesy of Geoff, and bit the bottom of her lip. She never really noticed how green his eyes were before. Were they always that green? Her eyes traveled down to his lips, and she instantly felt her heart pound against her chest.

Trent followed her gaze, and his eyes widened slightly before softening. He always knew she had a bit of a crush on him; being the only guy that didn't treat her like the plague unless they had some ulterior motive, made her harbor some slight feelings. And maybe, he returned them.

They weren't sure who initially started to lean in, but seconds later, they were both centimetres away from the others lips.

"GAH! HEY!" Trent exclaimed, tumbling into the pool, emitting a large splash, and soaking Courtney more.

Duncan bent over and held his sides as he laughed at Trent. Trent resurfaced and coughed out water, before sending a pair of daggers towards the cocky delinquent. Duncan stifled his laughter, and turned towards the dripping lifeguard. She was scowling intensely, making Duncan laugh harder.

"I. Hate. You." Courtney growled, wrapping the towel Trent had given her around herself more in attempts of getting more warmth. She missed having Trent's body against hers… Though it was strictly for heat purposes, nothing more. Courtney sighed and stared down at her arms. Even she thought that sounded lame.

"Yeah, yeah, I know." He shrugged. Courtney rolled her eyes, and huffed. Duncan smirked. "But you're gonna hate me even more after this!" He chuckled, shoving Courtney by her shoulders. Courtney gasped and stumbled backwards, flailing her arms out to try and regain her balance. Eventually, she lost her footing and fell into the water as Duncan laughed and walked away.

"UGH!" Courtney exclaimed, slamming her fists into the water.

"You okay?" Trent asked, rubbing the back of his neck uneasily.

Courtney turned to face him, and let out an irritated sigh. "No. I'm soaked, and freezing. I've probably missed my violin lesson, and did I mention that I'm SOAKING WET!" She screamed, glaring at nothing in particular.

She frowned and let out another sigh, before turning her head to glance at Trent. "How about you, are you okay?" Courtney questioned.

"I dunno, Miss Lifeguard…" Trent trailed off, smiling. Courtney raised an eyebrow, unsure of where Trent was going with this. He sighed dramatically, as his smile widened. "I think I need mouth to mouth."

Courtney's face blanked, and she blushed. She forced an eye roll despite the smile tugging on the corners of her mouth, and crossed her arms. "Nice try. But I'm off duty." She stated, crossing her arms as they rested underneath the water.

"So?" He challenged. He swam up close to her, and stared down into her wide onyx eyes. Trent tentatively grasped both of her hands, and placed them upon his bare shoulders. Courtney blushed furiously and stared down quickly. Trent rested on of his hands on her hip, and used the other to tilt her chin upwards so she was looking into his eyes.

"Save me, lifeguard…" Trent murmured, leaning in and pressing his lips against hers. Courtney hesitantly kissed back, and cautiously wrapped her arms around his neck. Trent laced his fingers through her wet hair, and Courtney drew him closer, enjoying the warmth radiating off of his body against her cold stature.

Courtney fluttered her eyes open, and pulled away slowly. She stared into Trent's equally wide eyes, and bit her lip. "O-okay, I think that's e-enough." She said, hesitantly.

"No, I-I think I need a bit more…" Trent mumbled, pulling her in for another kiss. He rested his hands on the small of her back while she cupped his face and let her lips mold with his.

Geoff walked over to where Duncan was standing as he witnessed the two kissing.

"Whoa. Looks like Trent's getting it on with Mocha." He remarked, tapping his chin. Geoff grinned, and gave a thumbs up. "Niiiiiiice!"

Duncan snapped his livid scowl at Geoff, making him wince. Duncan pushed Geoff by his face, making him falter backwards. "AH! DUUUUUDE!" He exclaimed, thrashing his arms around. Geoff grabbed onto Duncan's arm in attempts to regain stability. But it was to no avail, as he pulled the sour punk into the deep end with him.

Geoff and Duncan came back to the surface, and spit out the water that had gotten into their mouths. Geoff smiled meekly at Duncan, as his scowl deepened.

"You're an idiot, dude." Duncan muttered, before swimming off leaving Geoff to tread water alone, the everlasting confused expression placed on his face.

Geoff glanced over his shoulder, and cringed at the sight of Trent and Courtney heatedly making out.

"Man… Is it that bad when me and Bridgette make out in public?"

Meh, I really dislike the ending, thought this one wasn't as good as it could be, but eh. It wasn't completely horrible. I thought it was pretty fluffy, and kinda sweet, but not as good as other ones. Oh well. Nonetheless, hopefully I shall update soon! Please review!