Thanks for all the reviews on last chappy so heres the next:

Courtneys POV:

"Ooookay, I think Ill just be leaving now, so you have fun with, with uh...your interesting ideas." I said hoping to get the hell out of there but unfortunately he stopped me.

"For Gods sake I'm not crazy!" He shouted.

"Maybe you are just a little." I said inching closer to the door.

"Fine if you want to be that way, just leave," He looked down at his feet sadly but I didn't bother to feel bad for him. I took up his offer to leave but when I got to the door I couldn't open it. I tried repeatedly to open the door but it just wouldn't budge. "Ooh wait! You cant leave because I locked the door from the outside, remember?" He said smugly. Great stuck in a house with a crazy delinquent, that's just fan-flippin-tastic.

"Now Courtney please hear me out, is my story REALLY that far-fetched?" He said gently.

"Uh...YEAH!"

"Come on Courtney think about it, is it really?" He said almost beggingly.

I pondered on it for a moment and realized his story wasn't that out there. "Okay its not that crazy but nonetheless it is still pretty wild."

"Okay I can except that but I promise you I will prove to you that this place is fake, just watch."

"Right..." I said a little creeped out. I expected him to say, 'you can go now' or something like that, but instead he went into the kitchen and grabbed a bunch of ingredients that are supplied complimentary by the suburb.

"Come, come, sit sit." He said gesturing to a bar stool that was in front of a kitchen island. I rolled my eyes figuring I probably wouldn't be able to leave here until he was done talking or cooking or whatever.

"Okay so your perfect world as you know it will slowly fall apart, it may not happen right away it could happen in weeks maybe even years but regardless things will definitely change." He said as he started to chop up some tomatoes.

"Like what? What will happen?" I asked...I might as well play along with this because fighting it will only keep me here longer.

"Well first your friends and neighbors will start to malfunction-" He started but I cut him off.

"Malfunction? What?" I said confusedly.

"They might twitch or say weird things like, 'Perfect World, perfect world.' Almost like a robot. But after that comes step two: Small items or trinkets will just vanish." He said as he put some pasta into a large pot and started to boil it. "Step three: Friends malfunctions will get worse."

"How could they get worse?"

"Now they wont react to something that's supposed to be painful or supposed to make them sad, basically their emotions will start to go hay wire." He took his cut up tomatoes and put them into a food processor so now it was mush. He then took the mush and put it into a separate large pot and added spices and other ingredients. Even though I was here by force I couldn't help but admit that the food smelled delicious.

"Mmmm, what are you making?" I said hungrily.

"Oh just some pasta with homemade sauce, just like my grandma used to make."

I looked at him amazed who knew a punk like him could actually be sweet. "Here try some." He said as he took a small sample of the pasta sauce and held it out in front of me.

I looked at it cautiously because good food doesn't change the fact that the guy seemed crazy. But in the end my hunger got the best of me and I just HAD to take a bite. "Oh my god!" I said amazed by the outstanding flavor.

He smiled and laughed a little, "AH yes, my grandma made the best homemade Italian goods." His smile was just stunning.

I just stared in awe as he continued to stir the sauce and drain the pasta. I then realized I was drooling over this, this...juvenileand I immediately stopped my actions. "Uh, so uh, what happens after step three?"

"After step three, hmmm, let me think..." He stopped stirring the sauce and went into deep thought trying to remeber what comes next. "Ah yes, step four: people start to forget who you are and who they, themselves, are. Step five: people slowly disappear and following that bigger objects just fade away. And finally after everything has been stripped from you, you start to see a change of worlds, youll start going from this place to the real world you'll keep flashing in and out of it until you finally wake and see where you've really been all of this time."

Whoa, that was kind of a lot to take in, I really hope he's crazy because what he just described kind sounds like hell. "Uh-"

I started but he cut me off. "Shh, shh, shh, I know its a lot to absorb so for know just eat your pasta and think about all that I've told you. So I did that. We sat there silently eating his amazing pasta and I was just imagining if everything he said was true, would it really be as bad as it sounds or would it just be quick and easy? Apparently I was thinking longer than I thought because when I finally snapped out of my train of thought I saw Duncan sleeping on the couch and I glimpsed out the window and saw pitch black. I headed toward the door and tried to silently leave but then I remebered its still locked from the outside. I didnt want to wake him but then again I didnt want to stay here all day. So I went went to the nearest window and silently opened it. I then quickly and awkwardly clombed out the window and crashed right on to the rose bush that was beneath his window.

"Wow I would land in a bush instead of something soft." I said as I painfully got out of the bush and headed home muddy and hurting. I went down one house to the left and headed up the cobbelstone pathway that lead to my house. Just as I was searching for my keys I saw Bridgette come out of her house with a robe and a face mask. She peeled off the cucumbers that were over her eyes and approached the picket fence that seperated our houses.

"Courtney? What are you doing up so late?" She asked tiredly.

"Oh I was just-"

"Were you at Duncans all night? Oooh why were you there so long? Did you guys hook up?" She asked teasingly.

"No! I DO NOT like Duncan!" I yelled.

"Right, right, sorry I wont make that mistake ever again, must be perfect...must be perfect...must be perfect..." She said while her head repeatedly twitched slightly.

I didnt think much of the twitching but then it dawned on me."Um, Im just going to go shower." I said as I rushed to get inside.

"Okay goodnight!" She shouted as she waved good bye. I watched her walk away through my kitchen window. She looked normal again but then her head starting twitching again and her fingers started to twitch too.

Great, Duncan was right, step one: check, let step two begin.

Not crazy about this chappy but dont worry it'll get better and sorry its so short this is probably the shortest chapter ive ever written so next one i promise will be longer.