I don't really have anything to say up here...
I don't have anyone to dedicate this chapter to, so I'll just dedicate it to my fellow Noah lover; Lilypop15!
Also, I'm going to be holding a character contest.
I'm going to need a character for my next chapter and I'm too lazy to make one up.
So I want my loyal reviewers to make one for me!
You have to post it in your reviews for me.
I will pick the one that is the best suited for my next chapter and until I find that one I will not even start writing it.
Good Motivation huh?
My disclaimers at the bottom this time.
What's love got to do with it?
Chapter Five: Of Cream and Liquor
I licked my Vanilla ice cream cone happily as I sat on the park bench, savoring the flavor as it melted in my mouth. I looked up at Duncan to thank him for the ice cream and saw him looking down at me with an expression of amusement on his face.
"What?" I giggled at him. Hey, I couldn't help it. He looked just like a little kitten that had just gotten the largest bowl of cream ever.
"You have some ice cream on your nose riiiiight...there." He replied, licking some ice cream off of my nose. I turned red and slapped him away playfully.
"You know I could have gotten that myself." I scolded him, ruining the effect by smiling.
"I know. But it's more fun to do it my own way. Besides, you taste better than all the ice cream in the world." Duncan told me, leaning against the bench with his hands behind his head. I wasn't sure whether to take that as a complement or what so I just blushed harder and went back to eating my ice cream. Duncan smirked when he saw me, like he knew that he was the source of my blush. What's wrong with me? I never blush!
That was before you met Duncan!
Hey! You came back!
I only left because you admitted your feelings for Duncan.
Yeah... but it's only a like-like feeling.
Whatever...
"Princess? You ready to go?" I heard a voice say, snapping me out of my daydream, I looked up to see Duncan waving his hand in front of my face. I grinned widely and shoved the rest of my ice cream in my mouth and swallowed it quickly.
"Now I am!" I replied happily, Duncan chuckled and took my hand. He led me out of the park quickly, pulling me along with him, "so, what are we gonna do today?" I asked him as we walked, or rather, he was walking and I was being dragged along by him.
"I am going to show you how to have fun. Because you probably have never had fun in your life." Duncan said, smirking as he said 'fun'. I was a bit nervous with the way he said 'fun', but then I registered his words.
"What do you mean I don't know how to have fun?! I know how to have fun!" I said indignantly, he could be so pompous(1) at times, ugh!
"Really? Then what do you think is 'fun'?" Duncan asked me, smirking maliciously(2).
"Reading is fun, school is fun, being a C.I.T. is fun." I listed off the top of my head. Duncan sighed and shook his head in a way that made me think he felt sorry for me.
"That just proves my point, Princess. No one except you, and maybe Noah, thinks that stuff is fun. And not even he would think being a C.I.T. is fun." He drawled, exasperated slightly, "What is a C.I.T. anyway?" Duncan questioned me, raising his, erm, eyebrow slightly. I looked at him amazed.
"A C.I.T. is a Counseler In Training." I told him, pouting slightly. Of course, he is a delinquent.
But he's our delinquent.
There you go talking in Second Person again.
We are the same person you know.
True, true...
"There you go spacing out again Courtney. Why do you do that?" Duncan questioned me, I snapped back into reality. I couldn't tell him that there was a voice inside my head, he would think I was crazy!
But you are...
SHUT UP! YOU'RE THE REASON I'M EVEN DEBATING THIS!
"Courtney? Hey Courtney? Helllooooo? Courtney this is Huston, are we clear?" Duncan joked with me, stifling a laugh. I smiled coyly and decided to play along.
"Huston, this is Courtney. We read you loud and clear, over." I said to him, giggling slightly. Duncan suddenly pulled me to a stop in front of a motorcycle, "you have a motorcycle?"
"I sure do. Want a lift?" He asked me, pulling two helmets out of a bag hanging on the motorcycle. I nodded and took one of the helmets, yanking it onto my head. Duncan chuckled at my eagerness and hopped onto the motorcycle, me right behind him. The motorcycle roared to life.
"ONWARDS MY NOBLE STEED!" I cried out as we went, giddy with excitement. I heard Duncan laugh as we headed out, "so, where are we going?" I asked him over the noise of the motorcycle.
"You'll see." Duncan told me, driving us downtown. We reached there quickly (I had the sneaking suspicion that Duncan didn't follow the speed limit!), and hopped off. I took the helmet off of my head and Duncan started laughing at me.
"What?" I asked him worriedly.
"Helmet hair. Ohhh that cracks me up every time." Duncan replied, still laughing.
"Humph." I frowned and started walking off angrily, not caring where I was heading.
"Princess wait!" Duncan called out to me, grabbed my wrist and turning me around so he could look into my eyes, "I'm sorry, but you would laugh too if you could see yourself. Besides, you'll always look beautiful to me." I reddened up at this, he could be so sweet at times.
"Thank you, Duncan. That was so sweet." I said, pecking him on the cheek, Duncan just grabbed my hand and dragged me along with him towards a building with a lot of graffiti. I raised an eyebrow when I saw the name of the place, "'Leslis' Tattoo parlor'? You want me to get a Tattoo?" I asked him incredulously.
"Not a Tattoo, just a piercing. C'mon, you need to loosen up a bit." Duncan pleaded with me.
"No." I said firmly, no matter what, I was not getting a piercing.
"Please? For me?" Duncan pleaded, giving me a puppy dog look. I didn't even know he could do that, dang, he was cute when he did that.
"Ugh, fine. But only for you. And it has to be somewhere my parents won't see, otherwise I'll get grounded for life." I said, reluctantly giving in. Duncan grinned and pulled me into the salon, he waved the big guy in the salon over like he knew him.
"Hey, Lesli. I have a friend here who wants a navel piercing" Duncan told the big guy, smiling slightly.
"Sure thing, Duncan. Come over here little girl, don't worry, this won't hurt a bit." I heard Lesli say, the events after that were kind of a blur. But the next thing I knew, I was walking out of the parlor, hand in hand with Duncan, and my navel was pierced.
"Remind why I did that?" I asked Duncan woozily.
"Because you love me?" Duncan said cautiously.
"Bingo." I replied, kissing him on the lips quickly. He was surprised by this answer and thus unable to respond to the kiss quickly enough, "but you're still not my type."
"I don't care." He told me, pulling me back in for another kiss, I wrapped my arms around his neck while he snaked his hands around my waist. We kissed for a good 3 minutes, pulling back for air occasionally. Air, worst, invention, ever. We eventually stopped as it was getting more crowded around here and I didn't feel comfortable making out in public.
"Why don't we go somewhere more private?" I said breathlessly, leaning my forehead against his. He grinned and waggled his eyebrow suggestively. Seriously, eyebrow?
"Why Princess, I didn't know you wanted to go that far already." Duncan murmured seductively, I ripped away from him frowning.
"Thanks a lot for ruining the moment, Ogre" I said, stressing the word 'ogre'. Duncan frowned unhappily when I ripped away from him, he obviously liked to be close to me.
"What happened to 'My Knight in Shining Armor'?" He asked me, "I thought that I was your knight."
"The knight and the Princess is way too cliche, now the ogre and his Princess, now that is unique." I said, snuggling up to him. He smirked at me and grabbed my hand, pulling me along to yet another building, I looked up and raised an eyebrow, "'Insomnia'? What is this?"
"This, my dear Courtney, is one of the greatest night clubs on earth." Duncan replied smirking (yes it's night. Don't ask me how it got to night so quickly. DON'T JUDGE ME!), he grabbed my hand again and started to pull me up to the club when I stopped him.
"Wait, we're not old enough to get in." I said, as soon as I said that I realized that this was Duncan I was talking to. A wide smirk appeared on his face as soon as I said that, he smirked and held out a drivers license, it said he was currently 21 years old. I took it and studied it carefully, it looked real but I knew it was fake. I looked up at him with wide eyes, "where did you get this?" I asked him, he just shrugged and took it back.
"C'mon, we're going in now." Duncan told me, grabbing my wrist and yanking me along with him. He walked up to the big guard guy and flashed his license, the guard looked it over quickly and then waved him in, Duncan smirked at me and then dragged me in.
"Duncan, this isn't right. We could get caught." I said nervously, wringing my hands unhappily.
"Ah, mellow your yellow Princess (AN:Totally stole that line from TDI.), I've done this millions of times before, don't worry." He told me, waving his hand as if it were nothing. He grinned and walked up to the bar, "give me two bloody marys'" He said to the bartender, said bartender nodded and went back behind the counter. The bartender came out with the drinks and set them on the counter, "bon apetit, Princess." I picked up my drink and gulped it down. Hey, it was pretty good. I ordered another, and another, pretty soon everything went fuzzy and I had a hard time seeing. Then everything went black...
She's drunk. Next chappie will be of what happened afterwards.
Courtney: Why did you make me drunk?!
Me: 'Cause it makes for good TV.
Duncan: This isn't even TV...
Me: SHUT UP OR I'LL PUNISH YOU!
Duncan: How?
Me: I'll kill Courtney.
Courtney: WHAT?!
Duncan: WHAT?!
Me: Noah do the disclaimer.
Noah: Why?
Me: Because I have a chainsaw.
Noah: Ok! Jynxite/Luna(that's her name in her mind!) does not own Total drama Island or any of it's characters or quotes.
Me: *sniffles* It breaks my heart.
Noah: There there...
Me: Anyway if you were wondering what those numbers were, they were for this. Courtney?
Courtney: Pompous means full of yourself.
Me: Thank you. Noah?
Noah: Malicious means evilly in a simple sense.
Me: I have a few friends who are older than me and they don't know what those words mean so I just though I'd add them here.
Lindsay: CATHERINE AND DOUG!
Me: Who left the door open?
Noah: Um...
Katie: EEEEEEEEE WE'RE IN A AUTHORS NOTE!
Sadie: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Noah: Owwwww
Me: *takes out chainsaw* GET OUT EVERYONE WHO WAS NOT INVITED!
Lindsay: Come on Margeret, that's no way to treat your guests.
Me: MY NAME ISN'T MARGERET! IT'S... *whispers name* NOW DIE! *Comes after lindsay and cuts off all her hair*
Lindsay: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Noah: She really is crazy...
Courtney: Duh.
Izzy: She's even crazier than I am!
Me: E-SCOPE! YOU'RE MY IDOL!
Izzy: YES! SOMEONE GOT MY NAME RIGHT!
Me: *hugs E-scope*
Noah: *backs away slowly*
Duncan: Um, Review for our sakes.
Me: Because if you don't, I'll kill Courtney off!
Courtney: REVIEW FOR MY SAKE! PLEASE! DON'T LET ME DIE!
Me: *glomps Noah*
Noah: Why me?
Me: 'Cause your hot.
Noah: That was a rhetorical question.
Me: I know.
Noah: Then why'd... never mind.