Courtney's POV

Thank God it's Friday. But I still have all eyes on me. I'm sure everyone knows about Al and Heather, but I'm also sure that Gwen told everyone how I was now going out with Duncan. Isn't this just a sunny day? Oh and did I forget to mention that it's raining outside?

I just hold my held up high and try to pull off my best confident look. When a girl starts walking up to me.

"Hi! I'm Bridgette, but you can call me Bridge." She says as she shakes my hand.

"Um, hi?" I'm really confused at this point.

"Oh I should probably explain why I'm just now walking up to you. Well at first I was afraid to, but now since you know, you got dumped and have your force field down I can talk to you." She sure has a lot to say.

"So why are you talking to me like your getting ready to jump off a cliff?" I ask her, not trying to be mean, but trying to still be Courtney.

"Heather did the exact same thing to me. You know I used to be popular. But then I cried all day at school and then I got kicked off the cheerleading team and now I'm here. Talking to Courtney Masterson. I feel pretty popular again. I think we should be friends." She is trying really hard to be my friend, and she seems nice, and she would totally go along with everything I say, but most importantly she would take down Heather with me in a second. Yeah she is friend material.

"Okay, I'll think about it over the weekend. I just have a lot going on in my head, if you know what I mean."

"No I never made out with Duncan."

"What did you just say?"

"Oh I heard from Izzy that you and Duncan are going out now. Which is odd because she heard it from Gwen and Gwen still said that she was going out with Duncan. It was strange."

"Well if you want to be my friend get one thing straight. Gwen is strange. Now if you'll excuse me I have to get to class.

I just love half days, they make me feel free for once. And I never tell my parents when I have them because they would just want me home to study. But I can still go home since they both work until 5. While I'm walking to my car everything seems perfect for a moment. It stopped raining, the wind is at a perfect speed, it's not to cold and not to hot, and life just seems wonderful. But like they say, things can't stay perfect forever.

And that saying comes right to me when I see that Heather has parked right next to my car and is making out with Al. Well isn't this pleasant?

"Hey dumb and dumber get away from Princess's car. She has a life other than playing tonsil hockey." I hear Duncan say from behind me; oddly he is always there for me.

"Okay, okay we were just leaving." Says Al as he walks around to the driver's seat while Heather gets into the passenger side. After they pull away I turn to Duncan.

"You know I don't need your saving all the time." I say as I put my hands on my hips.

"Oh yes you do Princess, and anyway I don't have a ride home and we have to go and work on a science project. But if you don't want to that's cool with me." Oh now he's trying to be smooth.

"Just get in the car." I sigh as I walk over to the car.

Duncan's POV

"So Princess, you keep your car looking pretty nice, just like you."

"Duncan correct me if I'm wrong, which I never am, but don't you have a girl friend?"

"Well you're wrong for once. I dumped her this morning she started saying that me and you made out last night and I couldn't take it. Do you know how bad that would ruin my reputation?" Great now he's trying to be smart.

"Well if you think that will ruin your rep you should start thinking about me. Head cheerleader makes out with delinquent. I can see the head lines now. Besides, what would make her think that I would actually want to kiss you? What did you tell her after I left? Duncan I swear, if told her anything I will so kill you!"

"Calm down, calm down, she left almost right after you so I didn't say anything to her she didn't deserve to have a boy friend like me anyway. She wasn't worth the trouble."

"Oh yes she is the trouble. Not the boy who gets detention every day for skipping class. Speaking of that, aren't you supposed to be in detention now?"

"Princess, I don't skip class all the time. What gets me so many detentions is skipping them."

Duncan! You can't skip something that you got in trouble for! I'm turning around right now!" She says as she starts to make a U- turn.

"Well two things I'm not going to get out of the car and two you just broke the law." I say nonchalantly.

"Well first of all you will get out of this car so you will have to go to detention and two how would you know any of the laws in this town?"

"Well you can make me get out, but I don't have to go, I'll just walk home. And two I know all of the laws. How do you think I know which ones to break?"

"Well you haven't broken all of them."

"Name one."

"Murder."

"Oh I can show you the bodies when we get to my house."

"Duncan!"

"It was just a joke. Gosh, Princess, don't be so up tight."

"I'm not up tight!"

"Prove it."

Then as we pull up to my house… she kisses me.

Well she proved it, that's for sure.

Courtney's POV

"Now you do realize if you tell any one I will have to kill you." I say as I get out of my car and start walking to his house.

"I won't tell, but will he?"

He points his chin up to a window on the other house. Trent's house, Trent's window.

"Oh Trent!" I scream trying to get his attention. But it's no use because he is already in the house out of sight.

"Well now what do you expect me to do?" I say turning to Duncan.

"Nothing, Court he's just a kid who goes to out school."

"No Duncan, he's Trent. A popular Trent! One that if tells one single person it will spread around the school like wild fire! And every one will believe him! Now my life is ruined." I say as I sit on the front porch.

"Princess, take it from me, if he tells anyone, I will him up so much that he won't know what he saw. And it will all be okay." He says as he sits down next to me.

"No it won't Duncan! You can't use violence to fix everything!"

"Well excuse me for trying to help someone I actually care about! But now I'm starting to doubt that!" he says and walks into his house and locks the door.

I know I'm supposed to be mad and storm away, but my feet are glued to the concrete path way.

He said he cared about me.

Duncan's POV

I lean up against the door and think about what I just admitted too.

I care about her.