A/N: So here we are again, for another chapter of this invigorating story. I'm honestly amazed at myself, because over the course of a year I've become a pretty good writer. I think I've really improved… I want to get really detailed, but I'm afraid if I do, it'll end up altering the story too much… Decisions, decisions… Well tell me if you like this chapter better than the rest and if you think I should keep writing this way, or how I wrote the last chapter.

And so we continue…

Duncan's POV:

"DUNCAN, I'M GOING TO MUDER YOU!"

The hell she will! Jesus, this bitch has been getting on my last nerve since before we ended Total Drama Action… It's now or never, and I'm definitely up for doing it now.

"Listen, Courtney, we need to ta-" And then I was cut off by the yells of the most annoying chick ever.

"DON'T YOU LISTEN COURTNEY ME! YOU KNOW I HAVE EVERY REASON TO BE MAD AT YOU! I HAVE EVERY REASON TO BE COMPLETELY OUTRAGED!" Courtney continued explaining how she had every reason to be whatever for a few minutes. I just let it go, waiting for all her anger to play out.

"Courtney! Calm down." That's not gonna be happening anytime soon. Especially after I tell her this, Duncan thought, a little smug. "I think we should see other people." Straight to the point. I hope I didn't hurt her too bad.

"Wh- what? Is this about you and creepy goth girl slut hooking up! I know all about that and I can't believe you'd do anything with her! We can work past this, even if it takes some time to get you sensible agai-" This time it was me cutting her off.

"We're done. I never want to be with you again. And if you ever call her a slut again, I'll make sure everybody knows who the real slut is. " She knew what I was talking about exactly…

*Duncan Confessional: Okay so it wasn't the best threat ever, but it's not like I could say I was gonna re-arrange her face! That would probably end up not so good with her lawyers and my parole officer… And by 'the real slut' I meant when I caught her making out with Justin as a bribe to vote Heather off. Oops, slip of the tongue *smirks at camera*

"FINE! But don't think this is the end Duncan! I will get my revenge! I wi-" And she was cut off for the second time today, but this time from Gwen.

"Save it, we don't wanna hear your ranting on how you're gonna try stealing my boyfriend back. He doesn't like you anymore, deal with it."

Trent Confessional: B-b-boyfriend? I… I thought I was her boyfriend…

Courtney Confessional: BOYFRIEND! No way, I'M CALLING MY LAWYERS!

Leshawna Confessional: Boyfriend? *O.O*

Lindsay Confessional: *Lindsay paints her nails* Ooooh, this is a pretty color!

Heather Confessional: Whoa… Did NOT see that coming. Too bad for poor Courtney. Perfect for me, MWAHAHAHAHA!

Gwen Confessional: *Making-out with Duncan.* Mmmm, wait a second. *Duncan punches camera and only static is seen*

Gwen POV:

I didn't realize what I'd said until after I said it. I momentarily looked toward Trent only to see him staring at me with hurt in his eyes. Suddenly the grass and dirt seemed like very appealing places to look, as long as they weren't around him.

Courtney then let out a blood-curdling scream and ran off somewhere. Unbeknownst to where, was my guess. I felt good… really good actually. I'd accomplished hurting my enemy and obtaining a wonderful boyfriend. Surprisingly, everything felt right in my life for once. Except for one thing…

I walked over to Trent, still not looking him in the eyes. "Um, I'm sorry… I don't know what else to say except that." I kept looking everywhere else but at him.

"Why Gwen? Why, after everything special we had, would you go out with him over me?" He sounded so sad and depressed. Then he turned to Duncan and all of that turned to rage. "You… I can't believe you'd go off and destroy a perfect relationship like the one we had! You bastard!" Trent then did something I'd never expect him to do. He punched Duncan.

Duncan POV:

"You really shouldn't have done that." I smiled and Trent looked shocked. Maybe he thought he actually hurt me. Oh, definitely not, but I was about to hurt him. I punched him ten times harder, first in the stomach to watch the wind get knocked out of him then the face. Next thing I knew, he was on the ground and everything was quiet.

"Ahem…" Chris cleared his throat in the background. "Well as chef escorts Trent to the medic tent, the killer looks are to appear at the key ceremony which is held on the dock of shame in ten minutes. Oh jeez, the kids bleeding… If any lawyers get involved I'm making sure they knew it was you!" Chris said looking at me.

"Gwen, wanna go for a walk?" I needed something to do to get my mind off of Elvis and talking to Gwen would most likely do it.

"Yeah, sure Duncan." She grabbed my hand and we went walking towards the Lake surrounding the island.

Gwen's POV: (sorry I keep switching it a lot…)

I looked over at the lake water. It was surprisingly clear. Glints of the sun reflected off the waves as they worked their way into the tide. It was all very surreal. I turned to Duncan who's piercing blue eyes were looking straight into mine. We stared at each other for a moment, letting every detail sink in. I then realized it was very quiet and decided to break the awkward silence.

"So, yeah, Courtney's a whore." We both started laughing at the sudden outburst. It wasn't exactly what I'd had in mind to say but it was something just as good.

"Mmhhhmm." He looked like he was struggling to think of something to say. "What would you say if I said that last night at my house was really fun, even though we were both pretty drunk?"

"I'd say I wish I could remember more." We both laughed a little. We were walking into the woods now, and the path we were walking was starting to thin out. I'm guessing that meant we were going to a part that was deeper and not many people knew about. Then the path stopped all together and we noticed a small clearing. I sat down and looked at all the different color flowers around the tall grass and trees.

"Well what if I said we could remember it now?" Duncan said, sitting down beside me.

"Wha-" And I was cut off by a kiss.

A/N The end of chapter eight! Awkward-ish, but does anybody think I should actually write… it happening? Or should I just keep this story on the T ratings?