Here it is, TDA Duncan and Gwen Part 2!

This contains Lashawna's POV, Heather's POV, Courtney's POV, and Gwen's POV.

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Trapping the Innocent

A Duncan and Gwen FanFic (Part 2)

Lashawna's POV

I was on my way to my trailer when I saw Gwen leaving the confessional trailer smiling to herself. She went over to me.

"What's up with you, girl?" I asked her, but she just kept smiling and wandering towards the trailers.

I turned back to see Duncan coming out of the trailer too. Something's happening here. I ran into the bushes and waited for him to leave. Once he was out of sight I snuck into the confessional. I looked around. There was a candy wrapper on the floor and a can of spray paint on the table. But what really caught my eye was the busted up video camera. I took a closer look. The side had been punched hard and the lens had been blacked out. Who could have done this? I checked out the camera and the tape was still inside. I gotta ask Chris to play this for me.

I found Chris. He was playing back scenes, probably looking for juicy footage.

"Hey Chris, can you play this for me?" I handed him the tape.

"Sure." He put it in the machine and the fuzzy screen turned into a picture.

I first saw Gwen. She was sitting in the chair eating a candy bar, which explained the wrapper. Then we heard Duncan come in.

"I found your stash." She said. Duncan hopped onto the table, blocking Gwen from view. "That was great teamwork out there." Gwen said.

"Thanks you too." Duncan said. I stood there.

"Chris, can you replay that?"

Rewind: "That was great teamwork out there." Gwen said.

"Thanks you too." I just stared at the screen.

"He actually said thank you? Wow." Chris started to chuckle. Then he pressed play.

"What?" Duncan asked her.

"Duncan the criminal saying thank you. There's a shock." I had to laugh a bit at that one.

"So what did you want me out here for?" Gwen didn't say anything for a while.

"You're my friend. What? Friends can't talk to each other?" It sounded like Gwen was a bit annoyed, but she was hiding something.

"You know, Trent is still gonna bug you." Duncan said. I felt a pang of rage. What does that delinquent nagging at?

"Really?" Gwen said. To me, she sounded like it had never occurred to her before.

"Yeah, he'll keep begging you to come back to him, unless…" I could just imagine Duncan smirking.

"Unless what?" Gwen asked anxiously.

"You do something that will let him know you don't want him anymore." I wanted to slap that boy silly.

"Like wh- oh." Gwen stopped herself and crawled onto the table. She grabbed the spray paint from Duncan and blacked out the screen.

"That's not gonna do it sweetheart." Duncan said and the screen started to fuzz again.

"Wow. I gotta show that." Chris said as he started to laugh. He ejected the tape. "I'm keeping this…" He said as he walked out of the tent. Oh no! What did I do?

The next morning I woke up to Chris' morning call. When I went into the food tent I saw everyone but Gwen and Duncan. Where could they be? Chris walked in with a smile on his face. "Today we have a bit of a secret challenge."

Some whispers floated around the tent. Chef came into view with a TV on wheels. Chris pressed a few buttons and the fuzzy screen turned into a picture. Gwen was sitting in the confessional…Oh no. This was the footage I had showed him last night. After the screen fuzzed again Chris explained the challenge. We were supposed to trick either Gwen or Duncan into telling us the rest of that clip. Oh my God. And if you were able to, you would get invinsibility for the rest of the week. Whatever happened between Duncan and Gwen last night cannot be good. If they had to punch out a camera.

Heather's POV

I really like this challenge. The skill is one of my specialties. All I have to do is get Gwen's diary again and find out happened between her and Duncan last night. The only one getting imortality in this game is going to me. I found Gwen on the Camp Wawanakwa set. She was by a fake tree looking at the painted scenery. She was holding her drawing book. I snuck into the girl's trailer and pulled her diary from under her pillow. Perfect. Flipping through I found the latest entry. It read:

Last night I met Duncan in the confessional.

He told me that if I didn't let Trent know I was over him he would keep coming back to annoy me.

He also said that I had to do something.

I can't believe I kissed Duncan last night.

He's such a great kisser.

I snapped the book shut. Immortality is mine.

Courtney's POV

I heard Chris' annoying voice, "Everyone come to the stage."

Who could have figured it out? I met everyone at the stage. Chris was shinning up the Gilded Chris. Tape recorded trumpets blared and he rushed to the podeium. "There was a challenge today." He said. I looked at Duncan and Gwen who were completely clueless. "For the contestants that knew, you had to find out about the rest of this clip." The clip played and I saw Gwen shrinking into her seat.

Then I looked over at Duncan whose eyes were wide with shock. The screen fuzzed and Heather stood up.

"I have the rest of that clip." She said and walked over to the podeium where she elbowed Chris out of the way. She took out a worn out book. I heard Gwen gasp. "Here is an entry from Gwen's diary that tells, and proves, you what happened last night. Then she read: Last night I met Duncan in the confessional. He told me that if I didn't let Trent know I was over him he would keep coming back to annoy me. He also said I had to do something. I can't believe I kissed Duncan last night..." Chris cut her off, but she kept going.

"That's not all, she also wrote that he's a great kisser." Then she shut the book and walked off the stage. I think I was fuming by the time Heather walked away. How could he... her, of all people!

Gwen's POV

I can't believe that this was a challenge. I can't believe that Heather read my diary on national TV, again. Trent must be so angry. Duncan must be too. I might as well get voted off again for all I care.

After Heather took a seat Chris came back to the stand. "Now it's time to cast your votes! And don't forget, Heather was the one to reveal the rest of the clip, so she's kind of invinsible. Meaning, she can't get voted off."

I felt as if I was gonna cry at this point. I slowly took out the small voting thing. I searched through the small list of names: Justin, Harold, Lashawna, Courtney, Lindsey, Duncan, and me. Could I? I don't know if I can vote myself off. Justin's been a bit of a pain. I pushed the button that sent in a vote for his name.

"Alright. The votes are in people." Chris said. Grabbing a list from Chef. "Harold, Lashawna, Duncan, Heather, Courtney, Lindsey, and Gwen. You all get a Gilded Chris."

Justin seemed outraged at first but thought of a brightside, more time for modeling, and left but didn't let Chef push him into the Lame-o-zine. I had painfully survived another challenge, even one that I never participated in. On the way back to the trailers, Heather shoved my diary into my hands.

"Nice penmanship." She said and walked past me.

I wanted to kill her at this point, but who knows? Maybe they'll make another challenge out of that too. Too many things were floating through my head at that point so I couldn't sleep. I went back to the Camp Wawanakwa set and sat by a fake tree.

"Wow that was harsh." A voice said from behind me. I quickly turned to see Duncan standing by a cardboard bush.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him as I turned away.

"I wanted to talk to you." He came over and sat next to me.

"I would think after that incident that you wouldn't even wanna talk to me." I told him.

"Nah, things happen. We both know Chris is a huge jackass and hopefully this will die out," I looked at him. "Eventually." He finished.

I sighed. "I hate Heather." I said.

"Me too. But I have a question, am I really a great kisser?" I looked at him and almost wanted to laugh, but I didn't.

Insead I leaned towards him and kissed him. Here we are, sitting under a cardboard tree, kissing. He came closer to me, reached over and grabbed me at the waist. Compared to Trent he was a much better kisser. There were sparks, I just knew it. Then I pulled back. We were both a little out of breath.

"You are." I whispered to him. He grinned. He then took my hand, which was something I thought he would never do.

"I knew it." He said and looked up.

"Too bad this wasn't real. I actually wish we were back at Camp Wawanakwa, sometimes." I said. He looked at me funny, but then grinned.

"I'd rather get a marshmellow than a golden trophy of Chris." He said. I laughed.

After awhile we back to our trailers. I lay in bed and actually thought about it, I had fallen in love with Duncan.

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