Geoff's POV

I couldn't stop the laughter that bubbled to my lips. It just rose and rose until it erupted.

"Ha ha ha! Oh, man! I can't believe you got punched out by a model!" I exclaimed, laughing uncontrollably at my Punk friend, who's black eye was getting checked on by his Mom.

Duncan snarled, thoroughly unamused. "Don't worry, Geoff, I'm planning on beating your ass twice as hard as that douche bag hit me."

His Ma sent him a a dirty look; either for his language or his mention of fighting, but didn't comment.

I smiled sheepishly, taking a quick step back from the boy, who shot me daggers.

Okay, so, I guess you could say this was my fault... I mean, I did tell him to try and seduce Courtney, but I didn't think it would end up like this! Who knew the chick's boyfriend had such a killer left hook.

Duncan's POV

I wanted to kill Geoff, but he'd have to wait until after I got my revenge on Nathan.

Although, my attempt at winning over the stuck-up brunette hadn't been a total fail, so I suppose I'd be able to forgive my blond bud. The events kept replaying through my mind; everything that had happened this afternoon.

I was walking home from school today, cause my piece of crap car wouldn't start, and Geoff had already left, with Bridgette. So I'd ditched it in the parking lot, and started walking. The snow just kept falling down mercilessly, and the flakes seemed to get thicker with each passing minute. I sighed, socks already soaked, and toes frozen. I really had to pick up some shoes better suited for winter.

All of a sudden, I noticed a certain brunette head of hair out of the corner of my eye. Squinting into the distance, I noticed Courtney and the jackass she was dating were walking, too. I grumbled angrily to myself, shoving my icy hands inside the pockets of my jacket, and glared at them.

I hadn't tried to corner Courtney at school today, for three reasons.

One- There was no where I could take her without someone seeing us.

Two- She'd suspect something if I even tried dragging her off, somewhere.

And three- Nathan wouldn't leave her the hell alone! God, what was he, a golden retriever?

I stopped in my tracks, and looked down at the snow at my feet, and smirked to myself. Scooping it up in my hands, I quickly molded it into a ball, and lobbed it forward, then ducked into some lady's snow covered bush. I snickered when it hit it's target, and the pretty boy spun around in alarm, then looked confused when he didn't spot his attacker.

It made this day suck just a little bit less.

I stayed still for a moment, as Courtney started speaking, once they began walking again. I strained my ears to hear her, but all I caught was, "...park, now?"

I closed my eyes and thought for a moment, while I heard Nathan respond with a simple, "Sure." so I assumed they were headed to the nearest park. Jeez, what a cliché.

I didn't have anything else planned today, so following them hadn't been a bad decision. Watching the guy push Courtney on one of the swings on the deserted playground, while the snow fluttered around them, however, had me wanting to simultaneously kick the dude's butt and barf at how cheesy the whole scene was.

"I'll be right back," He murmured, leaning down to kiss her hair, then walked off toward the porta-potty that was set up. I chuckled to myself and swiftly made my way over to it once he was inside, -making sure Princess wasn't looking- and grabbed a sturdy stick from the ground, then proceeded to shove it into the door, making sure it would stay shut.

Maybe this day wouldn't suck too bad, after all.

Taking a deep breath, I pulled the cologne from my pocket, and examined the bottle. I felt a bit reluctant to wear it, now that it was time to step up to the plate, sorta speak. I mean, I'd used this specifically for Gwen, and it didn't feel right, because I wasn't dating her, anymore. So shaking my head, I slipped it back into my jeans pocket, and marched out into the snow.

Game time, Baby.

"Hey, Princess." I greeted her, stealing the swing beside her.

She looked at me in surprise, then glowered. "Can't you just leave me alone, dammit!" She snapped.

"I hate to break it to you Honey, but the world doesn't revolve around you." I sneered, though my world certainly seemed to, as of late. "I was just taking a walk when I noticed you sitting here."

She sniffed in annoyance, and stood up from her swing. "Well I was just leaving, so,"

No way, she wasn't getting away from me this easily; not when I was so close. "Let's go on that." I pointed to the teeter totter, and she scoffed in what I assumed was disbelief.

"What are we, five? I'm not doing tha- hey!" She yelled in protest when I grabbed her hand anyway, and lead her to the wooden playground toy.

"Maybe you should take that pole out of your ass for ten minutes, and see what happens." I suggested with a smirk, taking a seat on one end, and was actually surprised when she sat down on the other.

"You're a jerk." Was the only thing to come out of her mouth, as she pushed off the ground with as much force as she had, and got us going. My smirk turned into a grin. She was playing right into my hands.

"And you're hot." I threw in, just for the fun of it, and I suddenly plunged to the ground as she leaped from the teeter totter which sent smacking into the snow covered gravel. I winced as my kiwis felt like she'd might as well just taken a baseball bat to them.

She sent me a smug smile, then went over to the look-out tower, and started climbing to the top. So that was how she wanted to play it? Fine.

As I ran after her, I noticed the door on the porta-potty wiggling. I wasn't sure how long the stick would last, so I had to do this fast.

"Quit following me!" She shouted, once I reached the top, crossing her arms firmly over her chest.

"Again with the arrogance." I stuck my tongue out at her. "Maybe I just wanted to go down the slide." I pointed to the plastic, curvy, slide behind her, and she rolled her eyes then stepped aside.

The porta-potty door shook a little harder, and I knew this was it. Now or never.

Taking a quick breath, I grabbed Courtney around the waist and tugged her with me as I slid down the slide. She screamed as we spun around awkwardly, and then hit the gravel with a thump.

Wind knocked out of both of us, and me hovering over top of her, I leaned forward and pressed my lips to hers. For a second, I didn't care that my kiwis, and head ached, or that my hands and feet were icicles. All I cared about, was the brunette girl I was careful not to put too much of my weight on, as I laced my fingers through her snow covered hair.

For half a second, I just knew she wanted me, too.

But before I could think past that, I was suddenly reefed off of her, and a fist connected with my face.

Ma and Pa had found me, half buried in the snow, eyelid dark. They'd brought me home, staying silent for the whole drive. When I stepped inside my house, I was pleased to see Geoff there, who told me he came right over as soon as Ma called and told him they'd found me.

I explained what had happened to all three of them, -Geoff gave me a fist pump and a, 'Dude! That's wicked!' much to my parents disapproval- but of course, Ma had still been a little more understanding of my situation.

"You went through all that trouble just for one girl..." The way she said it, made it seem as if she was deciding on whether or not to be angry or gush over how sweet and out of character that was for me. Sadly, she seemed to settle on angry. "But Duncan, that girl wasn't yours! You can't just go up to another young man's girlfriend and kiss her like that! How would you have felt if someone had tried to kiss Gwen while you two were dating?"

I froze with my icepack held to my eye, and frowned, though answered honestly. "I would of beaten the kid into a bloody pulp."

My Dad chuckled lightly, seeming to be enjoying this way too much. "And that's exactly what happened to you."

"He snuck up on me! I-" Ma held up her hand, her single for me to stop talking.

"Sweetheart, I want you to promise me you'll leave this girl alone, alright?"

Geoff snorted from his place beside me on the sofa, "Yeah, right. As if he's going to-" I gave him a dirty look and he quickly shut his mouth.

"Yeah, yeah. I promise, Ma." I muttered unwillingly.

"I don't want her suing for sexual harassment." Ma continued, teal eyes identical to mine, glaring sternly at me.

"It wasn't-" The look she gave me kept me from finishing. Man, Ma could be scary. "Jeez, I promise!" I repeated, lowering my ice pack to hold my hands up in surrender. And I'd make good on that promise. I'd done all I could now, anyway. It was up to her to decide whether her perfect boyfriend was really what she wanted, or not.

Courtney's POV

"Do you think he'll be okay?" I asked softly, the tension between me and Nate so thick, I could almost taste it.

"Why do you care?" He barked at me, still seething with anger. I didn't blame him, though. "He locked me in the stupid bathroom, and tried to make out with you! Aren't you angry?"

I took his hand and squeezed it once. He seemed to calm slightly, and yet, I couldn't find my voice to reply to his question. It was like I had just ran a marathon, my lungs felt like they were burning, and my heart was racing. I felt warm and adrenalin filled.

"Courtney?" His voice was quieter now, more controlled. We stopped our pace, and he turned me to face him. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't of gotten angry with you. Are you alright? He didn't hurt you, did he?"

I shook my head, even though I was certain I'd have one or two bruises from our rough tumble down the slide.

He smiled gently, and pushed my hair from my face. "Come on, we're almost to your house."

As we began walking again, I looked up at Nathan, as I gathered my thoughts. I'd felt a certain spark with Duncan, that I hadn't with Nathan. Like I was finally tasting meat again after being a vegetarian for years.

The path that my mind had just strayed on had me assuming it was just the smack my head had taken, that was responsible for conjuring up these absurd thoughts. I'd be a whole lot more sane, come tomorrow. Yes, that's it, I was just temporarily going insane. I'd wake up tomorrow, and realize the thing with Duncan had been a horrible mistake, fully apologize to Nate, then my life would be perfect again.

...Right?

AN: Jeez, this chapter was really hard to write. I had to re-write how they kiss so many different times. I know I said the sexual themes were going to get worse as the chapters passed, but then I decided on a sweet way to get them to kiss, instead of a make out scene. :P So, thoughts?