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The End, But not really…
A Duncan and Gwen FanFic (Part 6)
Gwen's POV
I woke up groggy and disoriented. I couldn't remember anything until I sat up. I looked around and realized I was in the same bunk with Duncan. Now I remember. I asked him if I could stay in his trailer last night, and then I was cold and he…
"Damn!" I muttered.
"Oh, so you're up, Sweetheart." Duncan groaned. He slowly sat up and rubbed his eyes. I looked at him and saw that his shirt was off and his green mohawk was messy. I then looked down at myself and noticed my bra was unlatched.
"Oh… my… God" I stuttered. I gathered myself and climbed over Duncan. Almost to the ground, I tripped and fell.
"Whoa there," Duncan teased and a smirk spread across his face. "Why are you in hurry?" He sounded as if nothing was wrong with this situation. Then he climbed off the bunk and helped me up.
"Breakfast" I said and headed for the door.
"Aren't you kinda forgetting something?" He gave me a funny look. I glanced down and remember my bra situation.
"Oh." I whispered, feeling the heat spread across my face. First I grabbed my boots; I then ran into the trailer's tiny bathroom and fixed myself. I was yanking on my boots when I thought about how wrong it would look if Duncan and I walked out of the same trailer together. I cringed at the thought of Courtney's expression. Nervously, I looked around the tiny room and remembered the small window. Standing on the edge of the sink I was able to get myself through the window and with a thud I hit the ground. Once I was outside I heard Chris approaching to give off the morning call.
I jumped up and ran for the breakfast tent. I waited until the other three had entered before I casually took a seat in the tent. Chris appeared with note cards in hand but as soon as the camera started rolling he turned into the obnoxious host we all knew and hated. We scarfed down overcooked eggs and too crispy bacon, which probably was poisoned and waited to see what torture Chris had in store for us today.
"Ok contestants. Today's challenge is based off those musical movies!" Chris announced. "Now if you would all meet at the costume tent we'll get things started." I abandoned my empty breakfast plate and followed the others to the costume tent. If we had to pull off a musical I would definitely be getting voted off today.
"As you know, or should know, every good musical needs a dance number." Chris said and shuffled his feet to make it look like he was dancing, or something like that.
"So what's the challenge then?" Courtney asked.
"I'm getting there!" Chris shouted, sounding aggravated. "In this challenge you have to come up with a dance number that will blow us away, and I don't mean that literally." He rolled his eyes. "The dance will have to have music and you will be performing it on stage later on today." He sounded satisfied enough and left snickering.
I can't dance.
"Prepare to loose, Gwen." Heather sneered and left the tent, grabbing a ballet costume on her way out.
"Oh god," I muttered. I left the tent empty handed and begged for this day to end.
I wandered off the old movie set and into the surrounding woods. When I thought no one would see me I tried doing one of those ballet twirl thingys, but I tripped on a root and fell.
"I'm gonna suck at this." I said to myself. I got up and tried again. This time I spun around a few times but then knocked into a tree. "Crap." I muttered and my face fell into my hands. Then I got an idea.
"That's it!" I said excitedly. I had to find Chef.
Heather's POV
This is gonna be too easy. I thought to myself. I had taken dance classes for years so this measly little challenge will be painless. I was in my trailer practicing the ballet I learned last year. Actually I was performing the same dance I was going to do last season. Well before I decided to read Gwen's beloved diary. I snickered at that thought. I spun around until I knocked into Courtney.
"What is the matter with you? I was practicing and you messed me up!" I screeched. Courtney rubbed her head and glared at me.
"I was getting something from my trailer until you knocked into me like a klutz." She said and got up. When she walked past me, I stuck out my foot and she tripped, falling face down on the floor.
"Why you…" I watched the rage bubble up inside her and sneered.
"Don't mess with me. Oh yeah, you'll call your lawyer instead and have him deal with your little insecure problems" I said sternly and walked out the door of the trailer. I met Duncan on the way out. "Good luck with her, she's a klutz." I said and walked past him.
"Actually I was wondering where Gwen was." He said. I stopped.
"Oh really? why?" I asked.
"Never mind," Duncan muttered and left, heading for the food tent. When he was out of sight I ran back into the trailer and tried to find Gwen's diary.
"What are you looking for, bitch?" Courtney muttered. Getting up off the floor and dusting herself off.
"None of your business," I muttered back and threw a pillow behind me. After searching for a good 10 minutes I gave up and sat on the edge of a bunk. "Where is it?" I said with aggravation. Courtney had been sitting there watching me as I tore the trailer apart.
"Where is what?" She asked again, no expression in her voice whatsoever as she filed her finger nails. I stood up and grabbed the filer from her.
"Gwen's diary!" I hissed. Her eyes grew wide at my sudden movement but then settled into a pleasing smirk. "Why? Do you know where it is?" I said and backed away from her, throwing the nail filer in her direction.
"No, but if we do find it, it's probably going to have something about Duncan in it. And I wanna know what." She stood up and headed for the door again.
"Where are you going?" I said.
"To the guy's trailer," She said and disappeared out the door. I followed her into the dim-lit trailer. Looking around you could see where he had slept; the ratty sheets were messed up. But then a thought came to me,
"Did Gwen sleep in the girl's trailer last night?" I whispered. Courtney didn't answer at first. "I didn't remember three people in the other trailer, what if she…" But Courtney had had enough. She ran over to the messy bunk and tossed the pillow to the ground. Where the pillow was before, was Gwen's diary. She picked it up with an evil grin on her face.
"Let's see what goth girl's been up to." She said and stormed out of the trailer. But before she could leave, I ripped it from her hands and ran. "Hey!" I heard Courtney screech from behind me. I kept running. When I thought I lost her I dodged into the empty food tent. Opening the worn book I flipped to the newest entry. But it was the same as what I had read before, about the thing with Trent and kissing Duncan. I wanted to scream. I had done all that for nothing. I was about to leave when I heard someone heading toward the tent.
"Gwen? Hey Gwen, where are you?" I heard a voice whisper. It was Duncan. He was probably still looking for Gwen from earlier. I held my breath and waited. "C'mon." I heard him mutter with frustration and then I heard the footsteps become faint. A wave a relief came over me and I left the food tent. But then I was cornered.
"There you are!" Courtney yelled and charged at me. She ran up to me and grabbed the book. I still held on, until I heard a rip.
"Oh no" I said in shock. We both looked down at the torn book.
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Gwen's POV
I had successfully learned the steps to the "Thriller-type" dance we had learned last season. I felt pretty confident until I saw Heather and Courtney standing still with my ripped diary in their hands. I gasped. But that shock turned to rage and I stomped over to them. I grabbed the two halves of the book and the multiple loose papers and ran to the trailers. When I finally got there I wasn't sure which one to go into. Instead of choosing I just fell to the ground. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. Placing the remains of my diary in front of me, I tried to piece the parts back together but it didn't look right. It was completely ruined.
"There you are." A voice said. It was Duncan. I took a deep breath and wiped the tears away from my eyes. But he knew I had been crying. He sat down next to me and put his arm around me.
"They were desperate to know." I muttered. My voice quavered and he held me tighter.
"To know what?" He asked. For a moment I couldn't believe he was actually caring about someone. I smiled a bit. "What?" He asked.
"All contestants please report to stage. NOW!" Chris yelled.
"I'll tell you later." I said. I got up, but looked back down at the destroyed diary. I picked it up and found the nearest trash can. When we came to the stage we took a seat on the bleachers.
"Ok contestants. As I said earlier the challenge today was to create some sort of dance and perform it." Chris said. "Gwen, how about you go first." He said. I got up and stood on the stage. The music started but the steps blew my mind. I froze. Oh great. I thought. I stood there sheepishly, and then the music stopped. "You're supposed to be dancing." Chris said impatiently.
"I know, but then…" I stuttered but then gave up. With my head hung low I walked off the stage. I heard Courtney and Heather snicker. If they were planning to kick me off, their plan worked. I sat down and Heather got up. She had changed into a leotard and a tutu and had her wig back on. I glanced over at Duncan who was chuckling at her appearance.
Heather performed this ballet thing. When the music ended she bowed and left the stage. Nobody could take away the smile that was on her face. Duncan got up next. He turned on this rapper music and break danced. It looked pretty cool. I gave him a high five when he sat back down next to me. Courtney got up and performed the dance that I was supposed to do. The pop music blasted in my ears. I saw Chef smiling like he was looking back at an old memory, or he was laughing at how ridiculous she looked. I sighed. Goodbye Total Drama Action. Goodbye Duncan.
"Ok, that was… interesting." He said. The podium was moved back into place. "Since Gwen was the only one who failed to finish the challenge, she will be voted off tonight." I knew it. "Ok Gwen, time to take another ride in the Lame-o-zine!" Chris said. I let Chef lead me to the crappy car but just as I was about to go inside, Duncan grabbed my wrist.
"I'll miss you." He said.
"I'll miss you too, Duncan." And the most unexpected thing happened, well for the audience anyway. He kissed me. I mean not just like a kiss on the cheek but like a real kiss. I saw Chef roll his eyes and the looks on Heather and Courtney's faces was priceless. I pulled back, "Win that money and get out of jail." I joked.
"I'll try, Sweetheart. He muttered. And let go of me and we did our secret handshake. Then I climbed into the car. Once I started moving I opened the sun roof and waved goodbye.
Duncan's POV
She's gone.
Gwen's really gone.
That sounds like the end, right? WRONG!
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