A/N- I'm not gonna lie, I was surprised when NoCo got no votes. And I'm kinda bummed I'm not doing the battle of the good looking, cause I had plans for that :P But that's cool, cause now I get to write...

Courtney and Gwen!

Friendship and fighting, no romance. Sorry. I'll put in some Duncan stuff, other stuff... I dunno. I'll write as I go.

OH! I'm working on a new story! Check out the description on my profile! I'm writing and planning now. So, till then, let's get started on this chapter!

Disclaimer- I own nothing.

In one corner of the room, Courtney and Gwen were fighting... again. Courtney was saying (well, more screaming) something about Duncan, and Gwen wasn't going to sit back and listen so she was yelling back.

"Make them shut up! They're ruining the party mood!" Duncan whined.

"Well, we could always follow DJ's idea," Geoff said, a devilish smirk crossing his face. DJ looked at him.

"Wait, put Courtney and Gwen in the closet together? Geoff, you said this was a party game, not a potential murder case!" DJ said.

"They'll be wasted before they remember anything!" Heather screamed loudly. DJ, Geoff, Duncan, Owen, and a few others gave her a weird look before going back to what they were doing.

"Okay, let's do it before loudmouth over there crashes the fun," Duncan said, pointing at a spying Heather. He grabbed the mic. DJ grabbed it before Duncan could though.

"We are NOT doing this! It was an idea, NOT actually something I wanted to do!" DJ said.

"DJ!" Geoff snapped, attempting to snatch the mic. It ended falling out of DJ's hands and rolling over to Owen. He picked it up.

"Courtney and Gwen to the closet! Heaven time!" Owen said, singing the last part. Courtney and Gwen stopped fighting, and looked at the overweight yet lovable oaf.

"You're kidding, right?" Gwen said. Before anyone could answer, Geoff picked her up and Duncan picked up Courtney. The two threw the two girls in the closet, shutting and locking the door.

"This isn't a good idea," DJ said.

"Relax dude! It'll be fightless the whole time anyways. Seven minutes in heaven, remember?" Geoff said, setting the timer.

"Seven minutes starting now!"

Inside the closet with an angry goth and an angrier CIT...

"GEOFF! DUNCAN!" Courtney screamed.

"It's no use, we're in here for the next seven minutes. So sit down and relax," Gwen said, situating herself in the same spot she was at with Tyler earlier.

"How are you so calm?" Courtney asked. Gwen shrugged.

"Believe me, I hate this much more than you do, and I hate you much more than you hate me. But since we're stuck in here, then that's that," Gwen said, leaning against the wall.

"Hey!" Courtney snapped, and pounded on the door again. She eventually gave up, sighed, and took a seat next to Gwen.

"What are you doing?" Gwen asked.

"Like you said, we're stuck in here," Courtney said. She imitated Gwen, and leaned against the wall.

"So... Courtney... why are you so uptight? I mean, have you ever heard of taking a breather?" Gwen asked. Courtney looked at the goth.

"I can relax! Watch me!" Courtney said, closing her eyes. She opened them moments later, and Gwen let out a little laugh.

"Courtney, Courtney, Courtney... you need to take a lesson on chilling out. You're too, I dunno, stressed and worked up. This is a party. Take some time and relax. Rumor has it that the punch is spiked. After we get out of here, I say we get a drink. You in?" Gwen asked.

"What is it with you acting all friendly to me?" Courtney half-snapped.

"It's just for the party. The second we leave, I go back to hating you again... well, if the punch ISN'T spiked. It's Heather going around and saying it, so it probably isn't. But we can still try it. You in or not?" Gwen asked. Courtney shrugged, then gave a small smile.

"Why not?" Courtney replied.

"There we go," Gwen said.

Outside the closet with an (no longer) angry goth an an (no longer) angrier CIT...

Duncan's mouth was in a 'O' shaped, as his ear was pressed against the door listening to the conversation. He didn't like what he was hearing- talking. But, then again, he was going to have a looser Princess.

"What's going on?" Geoff asked.

"They're talking. Courtney gave up on trying to get out of here, and the two are going to drink the punch after they're out," Duncan said, smirking at the last part.

"Excellent dude! I've never seen a drunk Courtney before. This will be fun," Geoff said, as the timer went off. He practically ran to let the two out. Once he opened the door, Gwen and Courtney exited the closet and went for the punch bowl. Geoff and Duncan watched the two, snickering.

"See DJ? It didn't turn out that bad," Owen said. DJ paused.

"Well, I guess so," DJ said with a shrug.

A/N- Well... this chapter was a bit boring. Eh.

So, the pairings yall can choose from are...

Trent x Eva

DJ x Katie (part two! :D)

Justin x Beth

... These are not my best pairing ideas. I do have a request pairing, which will be an option in the next chapter since one of the people recently went. And in reply to a review, the new people are not at this party, so no new people pairings. I could have them crash the party, mixing things up a bit... I'll think about it.

So, what couple will be in the closet next? What will be the next thing Owen eats? And will Heather finally reveal Duncan's spiking of the punch? Find out NEXT TIME, on Party Loving! (Haa, Chris McLean moment.)

OH AND I JUST REALIZED I DID NOT INCLUDE BETH IN THE PREQUEL. AAAHHH CRAP.

~musicstar5