Courtney walked down the hallway towards Trent's room after her long conversation Bridgette which lasted at least an hour, believe it or not. Little did the bossy brunette know that she left Bridgette in her own temporary bedroom. Either way, she was distracted. Mostly by her plan, but that's not new at all. As she was about to twist the doorknob to Trent's room, she felt a tap on the shoulder. She turned around to see the pale girl with blue and black hair that she despised the most right now: Gwen.

"You?" Courtney screamed with shock and anger.

"Uhh… Yeah, it's me."

"What do you want?"

"Well I was just curious."

"About?"

"Well I was about to go into Trent's room and ask him, but I might as well ask you since you're here. What's going on with you and Trent?"

Courtney gave a smug grin. "Well, if you must know, Trent and I are going to spend the entire day together. No wait, my tongue slipped. What I meant to say was that we're going to spend the whole entire week together."

"Wow! A whole week?" Gwen had a surprised look on her face. Just seeing that look made Courtney smile evilly.

"Yeah that's right. Jealous?"

"No not at all!"

The surprised look switched from Gwen to Courtney. In fact, her jaw dropped completely at the words the gothic teenager just spoke.

"Excuse me? What did you just say?"

"I said I'm not jealous. I'm actually really happy for the two of you." Gwen smiled.

"But… But…" Courtney stuttered.

"What's wrong?"

"How in the world could you possibly be happy about this?"

"Well Trent's been hanging out with me a lot lately. It's actually kind of worrying me a bit considering he doesn't hang out with any other girl besides Lindsay and I. It's nice knowing that he's starting to socialize with someone new." Gwen explained.

The arrogant teen rolled her eyes. "You sound like Trent's mother…"

"Well it's true…"

"You're Trent's mother?"

"What? No! No offense but you aren't as smart as people give you credit for! I meant that I'm telling the truth about being happy for you and Trent."

"Whatever. And I am too smart little miss blue lipstick! I mean really, what idiot wears blue lipstick? It's totally revolting."

"Well excuse me for trying to be nice, freckles."

Courtney groaned. "You can be such a pain in the-"

"Excuse me ladies, but can you not fight right in front of my room?" Trent asked, sounding irritated.

"Trent!" Courtney and Gwen screamed.

"Don't scream! I've heard enough of your shouting from my bathroom… You two are like a tornado when you're together…" The green-eyed 16 year-old stated. He was staring directly at Courtney, hinting to the two girls that she was the one who was being too loud, not Gwen.

"What are you looking at me for? She started it!"

Gwen started to walk away. She looked over her shoulder. "Do yourself a favor and stop acting like a kindergartner, will you?"

Courtney growled and launched herself towards Gwen. She screamed and kicked as something grabbed her and held her back from doing the goth any damage. Her fury blinded her from turning her head and seeing who it was that was stopping her. Gwen began to run off while the boy held Courtney within his grasp. It took the brunette about a minute or two before she realized that it was Trent who was holding her. She stopped her struggling and Trent let her go.

"Why did you hold me back?"

"So you couldn't rip her to shreds."

Courtney folded her arms in frustration. "Well that would've been nice…" She mumbled to herself. Unlucky for her, Trent heard what she just said. This just got him angry.

"Look, how about you come back when you aren't so crabby?" Trent began to walk back into his room. Courtney grabbed his hand.

"No! Wait! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to say it like that! Gwen just gets me pissed off sometimes…"

"Sometimes?" Trent raised an eyebrow.

Courtney sighed. "Ok she always pisses me off, is that what you wanted to hear?"

"As a matter of fact, no." Trent attempted to walk back into his bedroom and shut the door, but Courtney's tight grip prevented him from walking any further.

"Then what do you want me to say?"

Trent sighed. He turned around to face her. As he looked into her eyes, he noticed sorrow and pleads. That's when he realized she was serious. She wanted his forgiveness more than anything at this very moment.

"I think you know what I want you to say…"

Courtney grinded her teeth together. She didn't exactly want to apologize to him, nor did she know what she was apologizing about, but according to her blonde friend, she had to be nice to him. So she had to use her manners, whether she liked it or not.

"I'm sorry…" She said displeasingly through her teeth.

Trent's eyes widened. He didn't actually think Courtney would apologize. He also didn't think she would know that's what he wanted to hear. Could she read his mind or something? Either way, it still amazed him. He was used to the Courtney that didn't give a fuck about anyone but herself. Why was it that she was acting so different? He took a look back into her eyes. Her beautiful, dark, brown eyes. No! What was he thinking? He doesn't think of her like that!

"Hello?" Courtney said. He didn't respond. This worried her. Was Trent okay? He was just standing there, staring at her. Not just her, but he into her eyes. When she noticed, she smiled. Her plan was working. He was totally mesmerized by her appearance. Still, there was something about him that made butterflies flutter through her stomach.

Trent quickly looked away. His face turned crimson. "I'm sorry; I kind of dozed off…"

"Yeah I noticed. What were you daydreaming about?"

"I wasn't daydreaming, just thinking."

"About what?"

Trent's face got redder. "I wasn't thinking about anything…" He lied.

"But you just said you were thinking…"

"Ok fine, I was thinking but I don't want to tell you what I was thinking about. Happy?"

"No. As a matter of fact I'm unhappy." She raised her voice, "I want to know what you were thinking about!" Trent flinched. Courtney quickly cupped her hands over her mouth. She was supposed to be acting sweet, not raising the tone of her voice due to her frustration. "I'm sorry; I didn't mean to snap at you like that."

"That's okay… You kind of scared me for a second…"

"Sorry… So umm… We should go do something…" The brunette changed the subject. "After all, we had a deal, so we have to."

Trent sighed. "Okay, where do you want to go?"

Courtney rubbed her finger against her chin, signifying that she was thinking about where to take Trent. It had to be somewhere romantic. Then again, they were in Hawaii. Everything about that place was romantic, even the piping hot volcano. "Why don't you choose?" She finally spoke.

Trent shrugged. "I'm not sure where to go. Besides, it seems more polite to let a lady choose."

Courtney's face turned red. "That's sexist." She said, trying to change the subject, and trying to get her romantic thoughts for Trent out of her head.

"No it's not; I'm just trying to be polite."

"Oh…" Courtney's face was still a bright scarlet color. Why was she blushing? She didn't enjoy this fuzzy feeling in her stomach that was just making her mind fill with thoughts of Trent. She was truly in love with Duncan, or maybe even Alejandro. Besides, this was supposed to be just a plot to get both Gwen and Duncan jealous. "Listen, how about we just hang out tonight?" She didn't mean to say that. That's pretty much what she was thinking, going on a romantic beach walk with Trent at night.

"Sound like a date." Trent said. Courtney's tanned face got redder. Trent's face began to turn into a pale shade of crimson. "Well, you know, not an actual date. Just a… Uhh… Friend thing."

The C.I.T rubbed the back of her neck with shyness. "Yeah, I know what you meant…"

"Well, okay. Then I guess I'll see you tonight."

"Yeah…" Courtney was still blushing. It was really noticeable, and she didn't even know it. In fact, Trent was able to tell Courtney was blushing. This was awkward for him, but it somehow filled him with joy at the same time. Something was trying to stop him from leaving her alone out in the hallway. But he had to.

"See you around…"

"Bye!" Courtney darted down the hall back to her room. Trent watched her leave. He smiled lightly, then made a blank face. He shut the door.

"What is that weird feeling in my stomach?" The musician asked himself, "I only get that feeling around Gwen… Why am I getting it around her? She's bossy and mean and a pretty… I mean petty! Why did I say pretty?" He face-palmed himself. "I'm so stupid…"

Meanwhile, Courtney swiftly slammed the door behind her. She looked around her bedroom. Bridgette was nowhere to be found. That was a good thing for her; she really wanted to be alone more than anything right now. She placed her hand against her chest. Her heart was beating just as fast as the time she stole food from Chef's kitchen with Duncan.

"I'm sure it's just beating that fast from running down the hallway… Yeah… That's all… It's not like I'm actually falling in love with that stupid guitar player…" The brunette lied to herself. "He's nothing but a loser… I mean just look at him, Courtney. He didn't even make it into Total Drama World Tour. I pity that handsome boy…" She froze. "Did I just call him handsome?" Courtney growled. She stomped her foot against the floor. "You don't like him Courtney! You don't like him!"

I kind of stopped writing this for a while then started again, so that's why it might seem a little… Odd… Anyway, I didn't intend on bringing the romance between these two on so quickly. You can blame a Heather/Alejandro fanfiction I read for that. That's what I read in between my typing. You should go read it! You can find it in my favorites. Anyway, R&R.