I know that this maybe a bit mushy. But it is a Duncan and Gwen FanFic so deal with it!

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(contains Duncan and Harold's POV)

A Day Off Set

A Duncan and Gwen FanFic (Part 3)

Duncan's POV

I never thought I was a good kisser. After Gwen got up to leave, I stayed behind. I had kissed the goth girl again. Man, Courtney would kill me if she found that out, but let her deal with it. I went bed and painfully fell asleep to Harold's snoring. Then I couldn't take it. Grabbing a dirty sock I crept up to Harold's bunk. Then I shoved the sock in his mouth. He choked for a moment but went back to sleep. I crawled into bed for the second time and in minutes I was asleep.

Harold's POV

I know I snore but that's no reason for Duncan to suffocate me with a sock. I woke up with the taste of morning breath and dirt in my mouth. "Yuck!" I shouted once the sock was dislodged from my throat.

"Maybe you shouldn't snore, Doris." Then he laughed and slammed the trailer door behind him.

I hate Duncan! I jumped off my bunk and got dressed.

Then I heard Chris yelling through his megaphone. "Get up PEOPLE!" I ran for the door.

When I got outside there was a crappy bus waiting for us.

"So, instead of you suffering another day of challenges, the directors decided to give you guys a break off set." Chris said. Then he mumbled something under his breath about the ratings. "Anyway, this bus is gonna take you guys back to Camp Wawanakwa for the day. So enjoy it while it lasts 'cause two people get voted off tomorrow after the challenge." Chris disappeared into one of the tents.

"C'mon maggots! Hurry up!" Chef shouted from the driver seat of the bus.

Duncan's POV

Wow, a whole day without challenges. This is sweet. We lined up to get on the cruddy bus. When I scanned the seats I saw that the one next to Gwen was empty. I slid in beside her.

"So sweetheart, what are you planning on doing at Camp?" I asked her.

"Probably drawing," She muttered and took out her sketchbook.

She flipped through to find a new page. I looked at some of them. A few were of Trent, a few were of the others, and a few were of me…wait? Me? What? Gwen drew pictures of me? When one popped up in her book I stopped the flying pages.

"Is that me?" I asked her. Well of course it was me, dumb brain, who else has a mohawk? Harold?

Her face turned a pretty shade of pink. "Ummm… yea, that's you." She really must like me.

"That's really good." I told her.

"Thanks, Duncan." She smiled.

I looked around the rest of the bus and saw Courtney scowl. I rolled my eyes and turned to the window. The highway turned into a wood and then we saw the big Camp Wawanakwa sign. Now this is even more perfect. Today is a whole day with Gwen and a whole day without annoying, jackass Chris Maclean. We left the bus and saw Chef drive away. Gwen had gone in the direction of the lake, and I followed her.

"Wait up sweetheart." I said and jogged after her. I caught up with her when she reached the lake.

"Aren't you gonna bother Harold or something?" She asked me as she sat under a tree. I sat down next to her.

"Nah, I'll give him a break I already shoved a sock in his mouth this morning." She laughed a bit and opened up her sketch book again.

"So what are you drawing now?" I asked and moved closer.

"How about you try to draw me instead," She said and handed me her book.

"I'm not that great of a drawer." I told her; I started to laugh too.

"Well that's what you get for getting yourself into Juvi." I rolled my eyes.

"At least I'm not crazy. Didn't one of those artist dudes cut his ear off or something?" Now it was her turn to roll her eyes.

"Duncan, just draw." She said shoving a pencil and sketch pad towards me.

"Fine." I muttered.

I grabbed the pencil. First, I just stared really hard at her, to make it look like I was actually thinking about it. Then, I basically made a stick figure with clothes, and hair. I tried to draw the streaks in her hair, but they looked more like stripes. After, about, a half hour I gave up and handed her back the notebook. She looked at it, raising an eyebrow.

"Ok, hand over the pencil." I gave it to her and she flipped to a new page.

I leaned back on my elbows and looked at her. But her eyes were glued to the page, drawing. After a while she stopped and showed me what she drew. It was perfect. "Wow." Was all I could say.

She giggled a bit. "So what do you wanna do now?" She asked me.

"Ummm…" I looked around for ideas. Geez it had already started getting dark. "We could go swimming?" I asked her.

"Ok…" She said. I got up and yanked my shirt off. I was heading for the edge of the lake. She was still sitting there.

"Aren't you coming?" I asked her.

"In a minute." And she ran into a bush.

I jumped in, making a huge splash. Then Gwen reappeared. She was wearing her tank top and skirt. Then she jumped in after me.

"Holy God is it cold." She shivered. I swam towards her.

"I'll race you to the other side." I joked.

"Sure…GO!" She yelled and started swimming for the other side of the lake.

"Hey! That's cheating sweetheart!" I yelled after her. And swam as fast as I could towards her, she was way ahead of me but I could still hear her laughing.

"Catch me if you can Duncan!" She shouted and swam faster.

Finally I caught up with her and grabbed her around the waist. "Hey! That's cheating!" She yelped.

I kissed her and raced ahead. She snapped out of the dazed phase and quickly met me on the other side of the lake. She didn't say anything still.

"I would think you would consider that cheating too…" Then she kissed me. "Oooh… Aren't you feisty sweetheart?" I joked.

She smiled. We went back to the tree and tried to dry off. The stars had come out.

"Wow. Just last night we were sitting under a fake tree, looking at painted scenery. Now we're looking at the real thing, Camp Wawanakwa." I said. She smiled.

"Yeah." She leaned up against the tree and sighed.

"What?" I asked.

"I don't know." She said.

"You know? I've always wanted to do this," I stood up and took out my knife. I carved a D+G into the tree trunk.

"Wow Duncan. That's dedication." I showed a smug grin.

"I guess we should head back." I told her.

She stood up and brushed herself off. I grabbed her hand. Which was very un-delinquent like but who cares? Everybody was waiting at the entrance of the camp when we got there. Gwen quickly let go of my hand.

"Ouch." I whispered sarcastically in her ear.

She shrugged me off and looked over at Lashawna and Heather who were eyeing us weird.

We kept waiting for the bus but it never came. I think we waited at least an hour or something. Finally, everyone agreed, which was a shock, that Chris and Chef ditched us and we had to spend the night at camp. This is gonna be interesting.

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