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Chapter Eight:

Poor Bridgette

It was official.

In 12 hours, Duncan was going to be ripe for the picking.

Many people were excited about this.

After Duncan claiming how much he had liked Courtney before the full moon thing, a lot of people told her that she should be the one Duncan fell in love with. Although that thought had twitted in her mind more than once, if she would admit it to herself, she knew she couldn't do that, if only because she didn't want Duncan falling in love with her that way.

She didn't want him to be bonded to her, to have no choice in the matter and have to be head over heels for her every second of the day… that just wasn't the Duncan she wanted to be with. Also, she had gained a bit of respect for him, after seeing him fight with himself every day yet still manage a smile. She knew if she had to go through this, she would have broken down by now. Duncan actually was strong, and she couldn't degrade him like that…

Besides, she was pretty sure she didn't want Duncan trying to get in her pants more than he used to.

Heather had claimed to everyone that Duncan was totally hoping to be stuck with her, but too many people stuck their noses up at that one. Someone joked with Geoff and told him to be with Duncan, gaining a glare from Bridgette and a tomato face from Geoff.

But most people knew what was probably going to happen. Duncan was going to barricade himself with Chris until morning. He didn't have the willpower to stay away.

"I want to be in love with Chris forever!" Duncan sighed, falling back into the grass. He had quite a crowd around him today, and as much as the little mean and seemingly anti-social Duncan inside him told him to push them all away, new Duncan was having too much fun. Oh, how he loved the popularity… not that he was vain, or anything, no new Duncan was much too kind for that sort of appearance… but it didn't hurt to like a little attention, right? "I can't imagine going a day without him in my life! It would be like a day without air, without water, without-"

"Okay, we get it." Courtney mumbled from her spot on the cabin steps, away from the crowd around Duncan but still close enough to hear their conversation. "You love Chris. It doesn't take a genius to figure that out." Duncan shot her a fake pouty lip, and Courtney rolled her eyes, knowing Duncan's games far too well by now.

His mouth curled into a smile as he faced Trent, who was strumming his guitar absently as he asked the pierced boy a question, "How are you going to make sure you fall in love with Chris?"

Duncan shrugged. "I was thinking about barricading myself in his room,"-see? Told you!- "but that would require a key… and a lock… and handcuffs… and possibly sex toys to relieve ourselves from boredom. Besides, that sounds so dumb an unoriginal! I've decided to just go with the flow! If I'm meant to be with Chris, I'll be with him!" Everyone knew that Duncan slept in Chris's bed anyway, so it made sense that Duncan wasn't really worried.

Duncan continued his conversation with everyone, and sooner or later, everyone had dispersed, off to do whatever it was they did at the lame camp. Duncan sat beside Courtney on the cabin steps, kicking his shoes in the dirt. "You're just going to 'go with the flow'?" Courtney teased.

Duncan smiled slightly. "Yup. We'll see where it goes from there."

Courtney rolled her eyes, about to speak, but was interrupted by a squeaky voice from the other cabin. "Um, Duncan!" Lindsay yelled, sticking her head out of the cabin door. Duncan looked up attentively, asking Lindsay what she needed. Lindsay let out a weak and painfully fake smile, "Can you help me with my… um… laundry real quick? I need help because the whites are not… I can't find my left sock!"

Courtney raised a brow, but Duncan just smiled sweetly and ran towards Lindsay. "Of course I'll help!" He turned back around to Courtney, throwing her a grin. "I'll be back in sec, buddy!" He walked into the Gopher girls part of the cabin, and as much suspicion as Courtney felt, she decided to let it go. It wasn't like she was Duncan's mother or something, gosh, what was wrong with her-

She walked into her own side of the cabin and laid down on her bunk, sighing slightly. Picking up her book to distract herself, she found herself at peace, finally able to focus on that damn book now that Duncan wasn't there…

When Courtney woke up, she wiped the drool from her chin that now stained her book. Gross. She looked out the window- when had it gotten so dark? Looking to her bedside table, she saw it was ten o'clock already. She sighed and got out of her bed, heading outside.

She saw that the campfire was lit, everyone sitting around it. She jogged over to them, sitting down beside Bridgette, rubbing sleep from her eyes.

It took her a few minutes, but she soon noticed Duncan wasn't there. "Hey, where's-" She stopped as she realized Lindsay and Heather weren't there either.

It finally registered in her head. Oh, shit.

Courtney bounded out of her spot beside Bridgette, ignoring everyone's questions as she ran toward the Gopher girls cabin. She slammed the door open, "Duncan?" She yelled, but all she found was a deserted cabin… she then saw that the window was open, air blowing through wildly. She went over to shut the window, but not before noticing a tuff of green hair and a bit of blood imbedded in the wood of one of the bunks… "Oh my god…"

Courtney was out of the cabin in seconds, running through the woods, yelling Duncan's name so hard that she thought her voice would give out any moment, but she didn't care. She had to save him.

Chris looked out of his personal cabin window, tapping his foot impatiently. It was 10:52.

Where the hell was Duncan?

a/n: Two chapters left!