Courtney sat on a stool in front of a dresser with a giant mirror. She was brushing her brown hair. She wanted to look pretty tonight to help get Trent attracted to her. She placed her silver brush on the table and picked up a tube of mascara. She began to apply it.

"This will totally get Trent's attention…" She said to herself. "That boy will be like my own little pawn after tonight… I can't wait till he loves me…" Courtney stopped applying the mascara upon her eyelashes. "Wait… Trent… Loving me?" A smile grew across her face. "I can't wait…" She spoke calmly. The C.I.T began to use the mascara once again.

Meanwhile, Trent was back in his room. He just took a quick shower. The musician slowly opened the door and peeked into the rest of his bedroom. There was no Courtney in sight. With a sigh of relief, Trent walked into the room and threw his towel on his bed as he prepared to get dressed.

"Now what should I wear…" He wondered as he put on a pair of camouflage boxers. "I don't want to dress too fancy…" Trent covered his feet with socks, "but I don't want to look too goofy…" He put on his usual black pants. "I also don't want to look too casual… Or too cool…" He also put his usual green shirt on. "Or too nerdy… I definitely don't want to look nerdy… Especially when it comes to Courtney…" Trent put on his green shoes and began to tie them on his bed. "I have to look absolutely perfect when I see her tonight or she'll turn me down… I just don't know what to wear!" He walked over to the mirror in his room. "Oh hey what do you know, I'm already dressed! Might as well fix my hair…"

About 10 minutes later, Trent had dry hair which was combed in the style he always wears it. He opened the door to his room and began to walk down to Courtney's room. He felt kind of nervous as he walked down the hallway of the aftermath studios, as if he was both excited and somewhat frightened to see the bossy, arrogant brunette he made a bet with. He reached her door. The emerald-eyed teen hesitated to knock on her door. In fact, he gulped at the very idea.

The door to Courtney's room opened. Trent jumped, not expecting the door to open. There she was, standing there in her green capris and her gray sweater vest. Her eyes were closed and she was grinning slightly. When she opened her eyes, she let out a little scream.

"Trent! Hi! I didn't expect to see you!" Courtney breathed heavily.

"I didn't expect the door to open… I was going to knock…" Trent said shyly.

"Sorry. I was just on my way to come see you."

"Well I just saved you the trip."

Courtney giggled. Trent's face began to light up like a Christmas tree. This didn't go unnoticed.

"Are you okay? Your face looks like a tomato…"

"Yeah I'm fine; it's just really hot in this hallway… I guess Bridgette and Geoff turned on the air conditioning…"

Courtney rolled her eyes. "Yeah, okay." She could easily tell Trent was lying. The 'it's just hot in here' excuse is the oldest excuse in the book. It was even older than the 'my dog ate my homework' excuse. She knew he was slowly beginning to slip. He was falling for her. She could read it on his face like an open textbook.

"So… Where are we going…?" Trent asked. His face was beginning to turn back to its original color.

"I was thinking maybe we could go to the beach for a walk or something…"

"A walk? Isn't that a little… Sappy?"

"Sappy?" She scoffed, "I don't see what's so sappy about it. And I also don't see you telling me where we should go. And since I devised this little 'bet' of ours, I say we go for a walk on the beach."

"Actually, we're both apart of the-"

"Yes, but I came up with it, not you." Courtney cut him off. But she was right. She did think of the bet.

Trent folded his arms. "I don't understand why you get to make all of the decisions just because you created the bet that we're both apart of."

"Okay then, you decide where we go, smartass."

The musician sighed. "Fine, we'll go on a walk."

Courtney smiled. "That's what I thought."

"Yeah. Because it's always about you…" Trent hinted.

"That's right!" Courtney patted Trent on the head. Trent grunted. That's when she realized she was just thinking of herself. She was supposed to be sweet like Bridgette said. "I mean, that's wrong. It's not always about me, Trent. I was just joking around." She faked a laugh.

"That wasn't very funny…"

"It was to me… You just need to get a new sense of humor." Courtney began to walk past him. "Are you coming, twinkle toes?" She called over her shoulder.

"Twinkle toes?" Trent thought to himself. He shrugged and followed her.

Courtney and Trent were outside, walking towards the beach. Trent continuously glanced down at Courtney. Why? Who knows? When the two teenagers arrived at the sandy Hawaiian beach, Courtney sat down in the sand. Trent looked down at her.

"Why are you sitting?"

"I don't really want to take a walk anymore…" Courtney looked up at him. Her eyes sparkled in the moonlight. Trent tried to prevent himself from making a goofy lovesick smiled. It worked. He just stood there. Eventually, he found her staring to be awkward and harder to prevent himself from smiling, so he looked away. "What's wrong? Is something bothering you?" Courtney asked. She didn't really care too much, but she wanted to sound sincere.

"This is pretty awkward."

"What is?"

"This."

"What?" Courtney tilted her head in confusion.

"You were just staring at me for at least 2 minutes or so… It was awkward."

"Stop using that word. You're continuously repeating it. No offense but it's very irritating."

"Sorry I guess." Trent folded his arms.

"Why are you standing? Take a seat." Courtney patted the sand, signaling Trent to sit beside her. Trent sat down. The brunette smiled at him. "Are you comfortable?"

"I suppose…" Trent shrugged. Courtney was still smiling at him. He quickly looked away and smiled for a couple seconds. His face turned a pale pink color.

Courtney began to twirl her hair. The two didn't speak to each other. She decided to start up a conversation. "So… The ocean is pretty tonight…"

Trent focused his attention on the waves. "Why do you think the ocean waves glow at night? I think it's because of the moonlight."

"Actually the glittering light seen in seawater during the night hours can be attributed to bioluminescence, a handy evolutionary phenomenon that gives certain land and sea creatures to glow in the dark." Courtney explained. Trent looked at her like she was crazy. "You didn't understand a word I just said did you?"

"I understood some of the words you said… Actually there was only one I didn't understand… And that was… Umm… Biolumenscience?"

"It's pronounced bioluminescence."

"I have never heard anyone say that word before."

"That's because you don't pay attention during your science electives."

"Oddly enough, you're right. Science is one of my least favorite subjects."

Courtney giggled. "I thought you said you were a straight A student."

"I am. I don't always have to pay attention."

"Yes you do. That's how you pass, silly." Courtney poked Trent's nose. Trent went cross-eyed for a moment. This made Courtney laugh.

"What?"

"You went cross-eyed. You looked so funny!"

Trent blushed. Not from Courtney, but because he was embarrassed. "Stop laughing…"

"You need to learn to laugh at yourself once in a while."

"Look who's talking…" Trent mumbled under his breath.

Courtney's laugh lowered down to a slight giggle. "Huh? Did you say something?"

"Nope. You must be hearing things."

"Maybe."

The two former contestants sat in silence once again. Trent looked at Courtney. She was staring up at the clear sky. Her eyes began to sparkle with the moonlight once again. This made Trent smile.

"You look pretty tonight." He spoke his mind. He covered his hands over his mouth.

Courtney's face turned crimson. "Excuse me?"

"Nothing…" Trent's face turned the same color.

"Did you just say I look pretty?"

"No!" Trent's face got brighter.

"Then what did you say?"

Trent didn't respond. Courtney put her hand on his shoulder. He jumped. She pulled away.

"What?"

"What?" Trent repeated.

"You jumped. Did I startle you?"

"No."

Courtney snickered. "You're lying."

The musician looked at Courtney. "Why is she so pretty? She looks nothing like Gwen and she isn't even my type! So why do I have this feeling?" As he observed her, he noticed she was shivering a bit. "Are you cold?"

"Hmm?"

"You're shivering a little. Are you cold?"

"No."

"Then why are you shaking?"

"I'm not."

"You're lying." He teased.

"As if." Courtney rolled her eyes.

"She's cold. I can tell she's lying to me. I should put my arm around her to keep her warm. But I can't! She'll think I'm flirting! But she's so pretty and she's cold…" Trent put his arm around Courtney and pulled her close.

Courtney's face lit up like a candle. "What are you doing?"

"Keeping you warm. You're body is freezing. I knew you were cold."

"Oh please. It's not like I'm suffering from frostbite. Besides, it's Hawaii. It's not like it's going to be 29 degrees out with warm weather like this. So let go."

"No. You're cold. I want to keep you warm."

"Trent's arm is around me… And I'm really close to him… Oh wow… What's that warm feeling in the pit of my stomach? That feels like the same feeling I had whenever I saw Duncan..." Courtney smiled. "Okay, I guess I'll allow it considering how concerned you are…"

"I always show concern for my friends."

"Friend? Yeah, okay. He so likes me… And he's not that bad looking himself…"

Courtney placed her head on Trent's shoulder. Trent began to blush again.

"Why are you doing that?"

"Oh I'm just a little tired, that's all."

Trent raised an eyebrow. Was she flirting with him? "Do you want to go back to the aftermath studios?"

"Nah. I'd rather stay here a little longer…"

"Oh… Ok…" Trent was still blushing. He didn't have any idea how to deal with Courtney's flirtatious tactics. "Do you want me to let go?"

"No, it's fine. It's actually pretty comfortable." Courtney put her arms around him.

Trent gulped. His face made him look like a human tomato just like earlier. "Why is she acting like this? This was so unlike her. She would normally push me away… So why is she being so… Affectionate?"

"This is actually really nice… Trent is much gentler than Duncan ever was… I think I might actually like him…"

Courtney drifted off to sleep. Trent watched her. She breathed calmly. In his eyes, she looked like a perfect angel resting upon him. He began to pet her hair. It was so soft. She rubbed her head against his neck. This made him smile.

Courtney rubbed her eyes, followed by opening them. She yawned loudly and looked up. Trent was staring down at her, smiling.

"Oh hi. How long was I out?"

"About an hour or so. It's getting late. We should really be heading back."

"Really? What time is it?"

"It's around 10-ish."

"Well I guess we should. I do need my sleep."

Trent chuckled. "You already got some sleep."

"Why didn't you take a nap, too?"

"It's late, so I was afraid if I fell asleep we would be stuck here all night. We wouldn't want that now would we?" Trent lied. He really just wanted to watch Courtney sleep. But if he told her that then he would sound like a stalker.

"You make a good point." Courtney got up. She held out her hand to help Trent get up.

Trent grabbed her hand and stood up. He didn't let go. Courtney looked puzzled.

"You can let go now…"

"I know." Trent smiled. Courtney pulled her hand away from his.

"Ok?" Courtney began to walk back towards the studios. Trent hit his forehead.

"Stupid!"

The C.I.T giggled. She heard what he just said. She knew he was falling hard for him. She just didn't know it was this bad.

Trent walked Courtney back to her room. She looked up at his emerald-colored eyes.

"Did you have fun?" Trent asked.

"I guess. We didn't really do anything but talk…"

"Yeah I know. Sorry."

"For what?"

"For being so boring."

Courtney lightly scratched the top of Trent's head. "You aren't boring. I did have some fun… Like when you tried to keep my warm…" She hinted.

Trent rubbed the back of his neck. "Well I didn't want you to stay cold all night…"

"It's fine Trent, really. I had fun." She opened the door to her bedroom. "So I guess I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yup." Trent nodded.

The brunette pecked him on the cheek. She ran into her bedroom and shut the door. Trent felt his entire body heat up and he felt butterflies flutter through this stomach. He made a strange noise. It sounded like a little squeak came out of his mouth.

He heard a snicker from behind him. "Looks like you got yourself a new girlfriend." Trent turned around to see Gwen standing there. He gulped.

"How long were you standing there?"

"I was actually standing around the corner over there." She pointed to her previous spot. "But I was there long enough to hear that you apparently kept her warm."

"Crap…"

"You like her!" Gwen accused.

"I do not! I just like her as a friend!"

"Care to explain what that little squeaky noise was after she kissed your cheek?"

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

"Yes you do. You like her and you know it!"

"I thought I told you I don't like her!"

"If you really don't like her, then why is your face red? Hmm?" Gwen pointed out.

"Shut up! I'm not even supposed to be around you!" Trent stomped away.

"Hey! Come back!" Gwen chased after him.

The door to Courtney's room opened just a crack. She heard the whole conversation. She put her hand on her chest like she did earlier.

"Trent likes me?" She smiled. "This is going exactly as I planned! But… Why do I feel so… Compassionate? Oh my gosh…" Courtney shut the door. "I-I do like him…"

Yes, I realize that half the time Trent and Courtney were out of character. But what do you want me to do? It's a romance fanfiction. Plus most fanfictions involve out-of-character personalities. So yeah, there you go. This is so far the longest chapter I've written. I didn't intend to make it so long, I just didn't know when to end it. :P