AN: So, Trent's final POV this chapter is just before school is out, which, when it was out, Duncan followed Nathan and Courtney to the park. Just making sure you understand the time-line, and whatnot... Then Duncan's first, is the day after his kiss with Court. Get it?

Trent's POV

Gwen's simple yes rang repeatedly in my ears. I looked down at the guitar pick I was mauling, and smiled weakly down at it, keeping my eyes away from the girl leaning against the closed door.

"Oh... I see." It was all I could manage; learning her and the Punk had slept together had left me speechless.

"Well, it's getting late. I should go." Gwen announced after a drawn-out moment of silence. She unpinned her name tag from her dark blue t-shirt, and grabbed her book bag, before shooting me once last glance. "See you at school tomorrow, Trent." And with that, she was gone, disappearing with a quiet chime of the bell, strung above the doorway.

"I'm such an idiot." I muttered to myself, running my fingers through my jet black hair. I was finally making some progress with her -or what I thought was progress, anyways- and I'd gone and ruined it all, because of my big mouth.

You know what? No. No, I wasn't going to let this get me down. I could easily patch things up tomorrow, I just had to put this whole night behind us.

Which was a little easier said, then done.

Gwen's POV

I could feel my cheeks burning with a blush as I rushed out of the music store, snowflakes brushing against my face as I ran through the parking lot toward my car.

Once I was safely inside, away from the awkward, train wreck of a conversation, I clenched my hands into fists in my hair.

I'd never wanted to duck under a rock more than I had then.

I should of lied, should of dodged the question, or changed the subject, should of done something!

"He'll probably never speak to me again..." I mumbled sullenly, now resting my forehead against the steering wheel.

At the time, it had seemed right to tell him the truth. If we were ever, possibly, going to become more then co-workers then I should tell him the truth; straight up.

However, now, it felt like the wrong decision.

Sitting upward again, I took a couple deep breaths, then closed my eyes.

Things would be okay, again. We'd get through this awkward patch, and things would be okay.

At least, I hoped things would be okay...

Trent's POV

When I'd arrived at school that morning, I felt like my feet weighed a million pounds, and I dragged myself reluctantly to my first class. Which, I had with Gwen.

I had dreamed up so many different scenarios of how my meeting with Gwen this morning could go. Some good, some not so good.

Reaching the classroom, I grabbed the handle on the door and counted to ten, before tugging it open and walking inside. As usual, Gwen was sitting in her seat in the far back corner of the room, watching the snow fall outside the window.

"Mornin' Gwen." I greeted her lightly, taking my seat next to her.

She turned to face me, and sent me a polite smile. "Good morning."

We sat in silence for a few minutes, before the Goth girl finally spoke up.

"Okay, this is crazy. Why aren't we talking?" She demanded, frowning.

I opened my mouth to speak, but she beat me to it. "Last night was a bit weird, yes, but it shouldn't matter what happened. Let's just forget about it; start over."

"You wouldn't believe how glad I am to hear you say that." I grinned, and she returned it.

I was so happy, I could kiss her.

The path my thoughts had suddenly taken, had my face flushing lightly, and I turned away from her in an attempt to hide it.

"You okay?" She asked playfully, nudging me with her elbow. "You're looking a bit red."

I laughed, and nudged her back. "It's called blood, some of us have it in our cheeks." I weakly teased, staring pointedly at her pale complexion.

Duncan's POV

Waking up this morning, the first thing I noticed, was that my alarm hadn't gone off. Second thing I noticed, was that my eye hurt like hell.

Rolling out of bed, I snatched my blanket from it and wrapped it around myself, as my room felt more and more like an ice box with each passing December day. Christmas was less then two and a half weeks away, now, and I had to start thinking about presents.

The thought left a burning question in my mind; should I pick one out for Princess, as well?

I shook my head, deciding to think about that later, and threw open my curtains to view the mountain of snow that occupied the streets.

"Snow day!" I shouted gleefully, unable to contain myself. It felt like forever since we'd had a good old fashioned snow day.

I diving back into my bed, I grabbed my phone off the night stand and flicked it open to text Geoff and tell him to join me at the large hill in the park near my house, with his sleds. That park was mostly just a place where old people came to stroll and reminisce, as there was no playground equipment or anything of the sort. I rarely ever went there, with the first snow day of the year, being the one and only exception. As old as we were, Geoffy and I would never get too old for sledding and snowball fights.

Plus, peeing in the snow was hilarious and also, very fun.

Dropping my blanket and looking at my clock, I assumed Ma had come in at some point and shut it off, once seeing all the snow. Maybe I should start looking for some presents; she certainly deserved one, for all the hard work she did.

Once I was clothed in the proper attire, -minus the snow shoes I was still in desperate need of- I exited my room and jumped down the stairs, two at a time.

I was just about to pull open the front door when Ma called me into the kitchen. Sighing, I weighed my options. Leave now, ignore Ma, and get scolded later. Or, wait five minutes to head out and save myself a headache.

The choice was obvious, unfortunately.

"What's up, Ma?" I asked, coming into the kitchen and taking a seat at the island.

She slid a piece of paper toward me, and smiled, pleadingly.

I scanned the paper, and groaned. "Grocery shopping? Can't you-"

"Do you have that hole you punched in the wall, fixed?" She asked, smirking. I stared at her, dumbfounded, for a moment, before grumbling angrily under my breath. Blackmail. Who knew Ma had it in her? I was pissed, and impressed, at the same time.

"Thank you, Honey." She leaned forward to peck my forehead, then began flipping through an old cookbook. During the Christmas season, Ma was always in a baking frenzy. Last year, we had enough cookies, pastries, and cakes, to last us till June.

I shoved the list in my coat pocket, then darted toward the door once more.

There was way too much snow on the streets to drive the car, so it looked like I was stuck walking. I'd have to tell Geoff we needed to make a trip to the grocery store before having our snow day.

When I finally stepped outside, and began my trek down the sidewalk, in the direction of the park, I felt a sense of Déjà Vu.

Last time I'd walked down the sidewalk in the snow, I'd smashed Courtney's license plate in.

I licked my chapped lips, mind suddenly buzzing with the thought of Princess, which led to thoughts of our kiss.

I wondered if she was thinking about it, too.

Courtney's POV

I glared out my window, almost hoping all of the wretched snow would melt if I stared at it hard enough.

No such luck.

"Ugh, snow days are so pointless! We should be at school, broadening our minds, not loafing around so unnecessarily!" I shouted to myself, falling backward onto my bed and staring up at the ceiling.

Nate was busy filling out collage applications and things, today, -by request of his parents- so it would be just me. By myself. With my thoughts. My thoughts which were currently swarmed with that jerk of a Delinquent.

Like I'd assumed, I'd woke up this morning, and realized just how awful our...kiss was.

He'd been so inconsiderate of me. Throwing me around like I was some rag doll; it was completely unbelievable!

Nathan would of never done something like that!

...But maybe that was just it. Nate would of never been that reckless or rough, with me. He was always gentle and kind, making sure he didn't go to far, or too out of bounds.

I covered my head with a pillow, trying to suffocate those terrible thoughts that wouldn't leave my mind.

Really, I shouldn't of had to even consider these things. I might actually be in love with Nate; that should be enough, right? I shouldn't have that ill-mannered boy on my mind, at all.

Removing the pillow from my face, I blew out a breath. Maybe a walk through the snow wouldn't be so bad, after all. Maybe it would clear my conflicted mind.

Duncan's POV

After doing a quick shop with Geoff, -who whined every five seconds about how he wanted to go outside- we dropped the groceries back off at my house, then finally headed to the hill we'd nicknamed 'The Death Drop' when we were seven. We'd always go down it at least once, every year. It was always scary as hell, considering just how steep it was, and was also filled with sharp rocks and dog poop. Geoff had found out that last part when he'd fallen off the toboggan one year, and got a big mouthful of frozen shit. I'd never laughed so hard in my entire life.

"Ready for this, Dude?" Geoff asked, glancing back at me as he took hold of the handles on the circular, plastic sled.

I grinned at him in response, wrapping my arms tightly around him, and nodding. We always took three different toboggans with us; the circular one we were currently sitting on, that spun like crazy and made us wanna barf afterwards. A simple, old school wooden one, that went amazingly fast, and was probably the safest, structure wise, but always left us with splinters in our asses. And finally, out newest addition that we got just last year; a very thin material one, that always ended up tipping, but went even faster then both of the others put together.

He kicked off, and we were sent spiraling down the hill, shouting and laughing as we were thrown around wildly.

When the sled finally came to a stop, with both of us feeling nauseous, and yet, still smiling hugely, I staggered to get on my feet and snickered.

"That was wicked, Man."

My bud gave me a thumbs up, and closed his eyes, waiting for the world to stop spinning.

I trudged back up the hill, and looked out from the top, and chuckled to myself. Looking up to cloudy sky, mentally picturing the same gods that had cursed me so bad earlier this month, I sent them an appreciative smile. "Thanks. I owe you guys, one."

Across the long stretch of white, I had spotted a certain brunette, walking alone, and watching her feet as she moved forward.

Oh, she was totally thinking about the kiss.

"Bro, what'cha lookin- ahhh." Geoff smirked at me, upon reaching the top of the hill where I stood, and following my line of sight. "Go get her, D." He encouraged me, when I just stood there.

I stretched out my fist to him, and he bumped his against mine, then gave me a wink. "Don't take too long though, we got a lot to do."

I snorted and nodded, before jogging down the hill and sneakily dashing behind one of the many trees that took up the large field of a park.

Making a quick snowball, I lobbed it at her, and it hit her directly in the butt. Spinning on her heel after releasing a surprised -and adorable- squeak, she looked around in confusion, until I stepped into sight.

She saw me right away, then glanced up to the sky and mouthed a quick, "Why?" to the sky gods, and I held back a laugh.

"Not happy to see me, Darling? I'm hurt." I pouted, and received a glare colder then the snow in my shoes.

"Look, I don't want to talk to you right now, so just leave me the hell alone!" She snapped, and I was honestly surprised by her major hostility. I assumed she'd be a little irritated by my presence, but I hadn't expected this level of hate.

"Whoa, chill." She gave me a deadpan expression, and I gave her a lopsided grin. "Pun intended."

She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, before turning back around and marching forward.

I easily fell in step with her, but she seemed to be ignoring me.

"Giving me the cold shoulder?" I teased, and she grunted at my admittedly lame winter puns.

"Sorry, I got a lot of those. Don't get a chance to use 'em, too often. But come on, Babe, what's your problem?"

Courtney stopped, dead in her tracks, and gave me an emotionless stare. "What's my problem?" She repeated flatly. "My problem is you!"

"What'd I do?" I asked, eyebrows furrowing together.

"Y-You... ugh! You ruined everything!" She shouted in aggravation, throwing her mitten covered hands into the air. "Because of your stupid stunt last night, you may have just wrecked my entire relationship with Nathan!"

I raised an eyebrow, maybe just a little pleased at that fact. "You say that like it's a bad thing."

She clenched her teeth together, and I had a feeling I'd just crossed a line.

"Duncan, I'm serious. Just leave me alone. I mean it." She hissed, voice low, and deadly.

I opened my mouth, but then shut it when she added a quick, "Don't make me have to get a restraining order against you. And don't think that I won't."

Blinking in astonishment, all I could do was gape after her as she swiftly walked away. She was really angry.

Somehow, I'd screwed up royally, hadn't I?

AN: Yes, Duncan had promised his Mom that he'd stay away from Courtney, but hey, if the 'sky gods' suggest otherwise, who is he to object? Longer chapter this time around, huh? I had a lot of fun writing this one, and it just flowed so perfectly, I couldn't stop. Hope you enjoyed, and remember to review and give me your thoughts!