Courtney Let's Go

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Chapter Two: Getting Through It

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Disclaimer: I do NOT own Total Drama Island, but I do have an obsession. This being chapter two means that atleat five people reviewed. For chapter three, I would also like five more reviews.

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"What does it say, Courtney?" Bridgette hopped on to her bunk, crossing her legs.

"Th-th-ey-" Courtney stuttered, her lip quivering. Bridgette stood up and walked over to Courtney, who was still glaring at the letter. "What does it-"

"THEY KICKED ME OUT!" Courtney shouted, closing her eyes, and waving her arms. "Whoa!" Bridgette held onto Courtney's arms. "Calm down!"

Courtney suddenly burst into tears, covering her face. Bridgette took the letter away from the crying brunette and read it carefully. "Who kicked you out?"

"From the C.I.T Society, Dear Courtney.." Bridgette began reading out loud and suddenly read to herself. "Oh boy.."

"How dare they!" Courtney said in rage. "I could have been the best counselor they ever had! They'll be sorry, very, very sorry!"

Bridgette grabbed a hold Courtney forcing her onto her bunk. "Calm down, Courtney! Maybe it was a fluke!" Bridgette tried to convince her. "You know, maybe they made a mistake!"

Courtney sat there, hugging her pillow. "It can't have been a fluke.." she muttered. There was silence for a minute or two.

"Let's go get something to eat.." Bridgette finally said, trying to ease the moment. Courtney nodded and walked out with Bridgette.

Bridgette sits in the confession stall and bites her lip. "Okay, I know Courtney had her heart set on the stupid counselor thingy, but she really didn't need to act like a baby on TV!" Bridgette looks around. "She.. isn't going to see this.. right?"

Dragging her feet to the Mess hall, all attention shifted to Courtney. She looked like a mess. Like she had just woken up, like she had just fought a bear. Duncan stood up from the table he was sitting at, "Princess?" He walked over to Courtney and observed her. "What's wrong? You look like trash!"

Bridgette glared at him from his harsh remark. He hadn't realized how rude it sounded.

"I'm not in the mood to talk to a pig, Duncan," Courtney muttered, harshly. Bridgette quickly lead her to a table. Duncan watched, confused. She was madder than usual, and he hadn't even touched her once today.

Maybe I did something wrong.. nah!he smirked and followed Courtney. He sat next to her at the table, still smirking. Courtney had layed her head down on the hard, stiff table. She hadn't seen Duncan sit down. Soon she was banging her head onto it.

"C'mon Princess," Duncan had made her stop by pulling on her shoulders so her head wouldn't reach the table. "No need to ruin yourself."

"I'm already ruined," she murmured, she looked angry and sad. "Now.. STOP BUGGING ME!" she then forced her head upon the table again. Duncan seemed to be getting upset. He, once again, made Courtney lift her head, which revealed a red mark on her forehead. "Stop being like that and tell me what happened!" he said in a firm voice. Her lip quivered, and tears filled her eyes.

"No, Princess, no! Don't cry!" he put his arms around her, and for once, she let him. Without pushing him away. She silently cried into his shirt. Bridgette smiled at them, leaning on her palm. Geoff suddenly appeared and sat across from Bridgette. They smiled at each other, then looked back at Duncan and Courtney. He was still holding her. He was smirking, giving Geoff a thumbs up.

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"C'mon, Darling," Duncan continued to bug Courtney throughout the whole entire day.

"I don't want to talk about it, Darling," she smirked at him, her hands on her hip.

At least she isn't crying anymore, Duncan thought to himself, smirking back. Duncan and Courtney were now on the outside of the cabins. As Courtney began walking away from him, he put his arms around her waist and pulled her back. He still had the smirk. "Maybe I can force it out of you," he narrowed his eyebrows.

Courtney's eyes widened and she giggled, "I doubt it!"

"I accept your challenge!" he grinned.

"What? No! It wasn't a challenge!" Courtney said, but it was too late. Duncan had forced her over his shoulder, potato-sack style. It happened so quickly, it took three seconds for Courtney to realize what had just happened. She looked down and saw the back view of Duncan. She twitched.

"Duncan, you ogre, put me down!" Courtney yelped, and she kneed his chest, but it did nothing.

"Make me, Princess," he began spinning around. "Ack! Dun-uun-uun-can!" Courtney had become dizzy and couldn't think straight. Duncan was laughing now.

"Don't do that.." Courtney said, holding onto her head.

Duncan scoffed.

"If you don't put me down.. I'll.. I'll do something!" she couldn't think of anything at the moment.

"Oh yes," Duncan said, in a fake scared voice, "I'm afraid now! Ha! Princess, you could never do anything to me.. and if you did, you would wish you hadn't!"

"I-" she stopped herself. He was right. She couldn't do anything to him, nothing big.. or could she? "Ugh, just put me down!"

"No.. I don't think I will," he began walking away from the cabins, happy with himself. "I wonder if the lake water is cold today.."

She crossed her arms, and closed her eyes. "You will not get away with this! I am a C.I.T-" In a second she started crying like crazy. In an instant, Duncan quickly put her down. "Don't cry, Princess, I didn't mean to hurt you-"

"It's not you!" she rubbed her eyes with her fists. Courtney was about to reply when she cried even more, which was almost impossible. Without knowing it, she grabbed onto Duncan. Without hesitation, he held onto her. "Ssh. Princess, it's alright. Just tell me what's wrong," he stroked her hair. She sniffled and looked up and him, smiling. "You're acting so nice.."

Duncan's eyes widened, as he quickly let go of her. "I'm NOT nice! Never have been, never will be! Now stop saying that.." he crossed his arms and turned away.

Silence.

"You're just making everything wor- er- er- se!" Courtney cried out, looking up at the dark sky. It was getting late.

Duncan couldn't help himself. He had turned back around, to face her, smirking. "You know, if you just tell me what's wrong.." he trailed off, she could figure out the rest of the sentence.

She sighed, looking at the ground. "I don't want anyone else to know, Duncan.."

Courtney shifts on the toilet in the confession stall as the confession cam rolls. "Why won't Duncan get it? I don't want to talk about it! He needs to leave me alone.. well, then I'd probably be more upset.. What am I saying!? Me and Duncan? Not gonna happen! As if! I'm so sure! Sick! Gross!"

Still smirking, he approached her. He was ready to touch her waist, but she pushed his arm away. "Please, Duncan, I'm really upset. Just let me go to my cabin." He could tell she meant it, so he nodded.

He walked to her cabin steps. "I'll see you.." he shrugged, looking at the ground. Suddenly, Courtney had grabbed onto his shirt and began kissing him gently on the lips. When she stopped, she noticed he was shocked and disappointed. Shocked that she did it. Disappointed that it stopped.

Courtney giggled, covering her mouth, "Thanks for helping me get through the day, Duncan.." She turned away. Before she walked inside, she smiled and said, "Don't expect to get more of those.."

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The next morning, Courtney felt better than the day before. But not fully recovered. The rest of the people in her cabin were sound asleep. As she lied in her bed, staring at the bunk on top of her, she began talking to herself. "What am I going to do? Since I'm not a C.I.T anymore, it doesn't matter if I have fun.. it doesn't matter if Duncan is my boyfriend-"

"Ouch!" a voice yelled in pain from outside.

Courtney quickly got out of bed, running to the door. After she opened it, she screeched, "Duncan! What are you doing here?"