Courtney skipped cheerfully through the hallways of the aftermath studios. Everything was going perfectly, especially with that bet she made with Trent. And if this little bet works out, then she'll get to spend an entire week with him. She stopped in her tracks. Wait a minute, spend a week with Trent? That actually didn't sound as great as she thought it would. That dream might've given her the idea of flirting with Trent but what if she couldn't go through with it? Then again, what if it works out perfectly? What if she ends up dating him? What if Duncan and Gwen get jealous? It's the perfect revenge plan! Courtney smiled and began to skip again.

This out of character behavior didn't go unnoticed. Actually, only one person happened to notice Courtney unusually cheerful mood. And that person was Courtney's best friend, Bridgette.

Bridgette ran after her friend and quickly placed her hand on her shoulder. Courtney shrieked and kicked Bridgette in the stomach without realizing who she was. Bridgette fell to the ground and grabbed her stomach with pain. She screamed. Courtney gasped at what she just did.

"Oh my gosh! Bridgette! I'm so sorry I didn't know it was you!"

"Why did you do that?"

"I didn't know it was you! I thought it was some creep like Ezekiel!"

"If you haven't noticed, Ezekiel is still stalking Chris on the show! Owww my stomach!"

Courtney pulled Bridgette off the ground. "You'll be fine; the pain doesn't usually last for long."

"Ok…" Bridgette rubbed the area where Courtney kicked her. "You mind telling me what's going on?"

"What do you mean?" Courtney tilted her head with confusion.

"You're acting strange."

"How so?"

"Oh please, you make it sound like I didn't see what you were doing before your heel jabbed my stomach. You were skipping. And if I wasn't mistaken, you were skipping with joy. Courtney plus skipping plus happiness equals something happened and I want to know what that something was."

Courtney bit her lower lip. "Nothing is going on, Bridge."

"You're lying."

"What makes you say that?"

"You're biting your lip. Whenever you bite your lip, you're hesitating. And I have a hunch you're hesitating to tell me the truth."

Courtney sighed. She found it unfair that Bridgette could tell when she's lying and when she's telling the truth. Then again it is her fault for skipping down the hallway in plain sight. Whether she liked it or not, she didn't really have a choice but to tell Bridgette her plan. She was just afraid of how her best friend will react to this, considering how kind-hearted the blonde was. Courtney grabbed Bridgette's wrist and dragged her to her room.

"Wait a minute, you're trying to tell me that you had a dream about Trent, and now you want to get revenge on Gwen and Duncan by flirting with Trent and getting him to like you?" Bridgette recapped.

"Pretty much." Courtney shrugged and gave a somewhat innocent grin.

There was complete silence in the room. Courtney's grin quickly faded into a frown. Bridgette gave Courtney a "girl, you're fucked up" look.

Bridgette sighed. "No offense Courtney, but you have some serious problems."

"What are you talking about? I don't have any problems! I'm totally easy-going!"

"Easy-going?" Bridgette rolled her eyes. "Yeah, okay. I'll believe that when you stop acting so uptight."

"Yeah about that…" Courtney began, "You see, I kind of made a bet with Trent, which is why I was skipping happily. I bet that he can't go a week without hanging out with Gwen and he has to spend the entire week with me, no one else. If he fails, I take away his guitar for the rest of the season. And if he succeeds…" Courtney paused and gulped, "I promised I wouldn't be so uptight towards him for that same amount of time…"

Bridgette raised an eyebrow. "Just towards him? Why him? Why not the rest of the contestants? No offense, but you're really uptight to everyone, Courtney. Well, besides me. I mean, let's face it: Duncan lost interest in you because you were so uptight and bossy that you pretty much let your entire relationship with him slide right out of your hands."

"I guess your right…" Courtney sighed. "I was a pretty abusive girlfriend. Especially considering that I sat there kicking Duncan in the balls all through Total Drama Action. But what was I supposed to do? I like winning!"

"So you let winning get in the way of your relationship with the man you love?"

"Well he does have lots of flaws, too…"

"Like…?"

"His Mohawk, his piercings, his actions, that attitude of his, the fact that he acts like he doesn't really give a fuck about anyone…" Courtney explained.

"Listen Courtney, if you want Trent to be your boyfriend, then you're going to have to loosen up."

Courtney blushed. Boyfriend? She let out a fake giggle. "Excuse me? Did you just say boyfriend? I don't think so. Trent's not my type. Besides, I just want him to like me. It's not like I have feelings for him."

"You're lying to me again. You just sat here and recited that whole dream you had about the "Trent with wings" who kissed you and you're sitting here telling me you don't like him even though you're clearly blushing right in my face."

Courtney groaned. "Bridge, that dream meant nothing to me!" She lied again, but she tried her best to make it sound believable.

"But you told me that the kiss felt so real, like Trent was really holding you in your arms and giving you a kiss with sparks…"

"I never said I felt sparks!" Courtney yelled.

Bridgette laughed. "Ok, ok. Calm down I was just joking around. I told you you need to loosen up…"

Courtney raised an eyebrow. "Well now that you're done asking me so many questions, I'm going to ask you one."

"Go ahead."

"Why are you acting like a know-it-all? This is so not like you."

"I'm not purposely trying to act like this, Courtney. I'm just being so serious because I want to know the truth. Believe it or not, it's unusual for you to go around and lying to me. You usually go ahead and spit out your secrets to me, considering we're best friends and all."

"I see…"

"Now, what exactly are you going to do to get him to like you?"

"Simple. I'm just going to do some flirting like I did with Justin. That's all." Courtney explained.

"Well Justin was different. He didn't have a love interest as far as we know. This is Trent we're talking about. Trent is in love with Gwen right now. It's not like he's going to get over her easily."

"I don't understand why. Gwen isn't exactly "attractive". And she isn't very peppy either."

"Courtney, do I need to remind you that Gwen is a goth. Goths aren't peppy. They're the complete opposite of that."

"But why do Trent and Duncan and Cody like her so much?"

"Maybe it's because she's nice to them? Have you ever thought about that?"

"But you just said goths aren't peppy. Peppy is nice."

"Technically the definition of peppy is having a high spirit and being really cheerful. Take me for example. I'm full of pep. Oh, I'm sorry; I'm not trying to sound self-centered."

"That's ok Bridgette. You aren't anywhere close to being self-centered. Besides, you're example is true. You never seem to be sad unless something happens between you and Geoff."

Bridgette smiled. "Anyway, the point I'm trying to make is that Trent, Duncan and Cody have a crush on Gwen because she acts kindly towards them. As for you, you don't act very sweet…"

Courtney stood up. "I can be sweet! I can be the sweetest person around this place!"

"Then why don't you prove it? If you want Trent to like you then go flirt and act friendly. To be honest, and I'm not trying to sound rude, but I'm getting kind of tired of repeating that…"

"Yeah, I have noticed that you're repeating that a lot…"

"That's because you aren't listening to me…"

Courtney didn't speak. This got Bridgette worried.

"Courtney? Are you okay? Did I say something to hurt you?"

"What?" Courtney looked at her. "Oh I'm sorry. I wasn't paying attention. What were you saying? Something about speaking?"

Bridgette face palmed herself. "I said you aren't listening to me and you just proved my point…"

"I am too listening! I was just thinking about ways to act kindly towards Trent…"

"You can try complementing him…"

Courtney's eyes widened and a smile grew across her face. "That's a great idea!"

"It sort of surprises me that you couldn't figure that out on your own… What exactly were you thinking about doing?" Bridgette wondered.

"Oh… You know…" Courtney said nervously, "Lock him up in a closet and make out with him till he likes me…"

"What?" Bridgette shrieked, "That's a terrible idea! Why would you do that?"

"I don't know; it just seemed kind of logical at the time…"

"How in the world is that logical?"

"I have no idea…"

"Exactly."

Courtney got up. "Well, I might as well get ready…"

"For…?"

"Spending the day with Trent. The two of us made a bet, remember?"

"Yes Courtney, I remember. Just don't forget to be nice to him."

The brunette rolled her eyes. "As if I could forget that, Bridge." She walked towards the door. "I'll let you know how it went later, ok?"

"Sounds good to me!" The blonde agreed.

Courtney shut the door behind her. Bridgette began to think about her friend's plan. It didn't seem like such a good idea to use a guy for her own nefarious purposes. That would just cause her plan to backfire right in front of her face. Bridgette shook the thought out of her head.

"If it's what Courtney wants then that's what she'll get. It'll be best if I just stay out of it for now."

This chapter might've been a little boring and it might've seemed like it has absolutely nothing to do with the plot, but trust me, it has a lot to do with the plot! Bridgette is an important part in this story. Believe it or not, Gwen is an important character too! You'll find out how as the story progresses. But for now, R&R. Oh, and I apologize if I made Bridgette seem out of character.