Chapter 2: Tangled

"Duncan!" she hissed, "is that you out there? Are you throwing, like, cars at my window or something? I swear if you break this new window my mom paid for..."

"Cool it, babe. I do admit, though..." he said as he flexed his arm, "I do have the guns to throw a car instead of a few rocks at your window."

Courtney rolled her eyes. He looked so amazing in the dark, with his green hawk standing out in the darkness. He was wearing a white Rockability t-shirt and dark wash jeans. He whistled at her when he saw what she was wearing. Duncan could be so repugnant and obnoxious sometimes. But, he did care for her well-being. Plus, he was totally hot.

"Hey gorgeous, unusual clothing choice for you. I never knew you had such smokin' hot clothes," he said with lust in his voice. "I'm just curious as to what's under them."

"Ugh, you are such a perv. I don't even know why I even bother trying to round you out." said Courtney as she climbed down the side of her house. The fencing next to her window was convenient, but it was covered in thorns.

"What, the Princess is escaping from her tower to meet her Prince Charming?" he said as he held his arms open.

"Where is he?" she said sarcastically.

"Ouch. I felt that. Right here." he said dramatically, pointing to his heart.

"Oh, now you're just being—AHHH! DUNCAN!" she half-screamed and half-whispered. "My foot's stuck in the fencing!"

"To the rescue!" he said as he leaped onto the bench below the fencing. Though a brave attempt to try and help Courtney down, he ended up getting tangled in one of the vines. They struggled and wriggled, eventually leading up to them in an awkward position, as if they were lying on their sides hugging each other. Duncan smirked.

"Well well well. What a predicament." he said as he pulled her closer. "In the mood to make out with me?"

She scowled at him.

"We are in my fencing with thorns and roses sticking into every part of our bodies and will probably miss the concert. This is no time for you to 'bust a move.'" She stated as she pulled away.

"Fine then, let's think. If you move your legs up while I untangle my ar—AHHH!"

Duncan tried to finish his sentence, but he ended up shaking the fence so much that they had tipped the fencing over and were now lying on top of each other. The broken fencing lay beside them, and Courtney's eyes met Duncan's as she lifted her head off his chest.

"You owe me a hundred dollars."

"You owe me one kiss."

"Whatever for?"

"No particular reason. But, if you don't pucker those lips of yours..." he said as he flipped her over and pinned her down with his elbows, "we will miss that Paramore concert."

Courtney pulled her arms out from under him and slapped him across his mouth. Really hard. Then she wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a quick kiss. When she got up off of the ground, Duncan whined.

"Aw, come ON! You can do WAY better than that!" he moaned.

"Oh, I know," she said as she whispered in his ear, "I'll show you later."

Duncan felt some chills go down his spine. Enthusiastic, he always loved his girlfriend's surprises, since they usually were really fun and unexpected, coming from a girl like her.

"Well alright then!" he said as he grabbed her hand. "Let's go!"