A/N Hey there people! I'm finally adding another chapter to this story and it kinda amazes me… so much stuff was going on but now that my summer is super boring I decided to get caught up on my e-mail (which by the way had 3,462 unread messages in it O.o) I've decided the entire story is going to be mostly from Gwen's perspective.

And so we continue…

Walking into the school I saw the same thing I saw everyday. The dark purple walls with black bordering, the banner going across the hallway that said "Go Huskies!" and the floor tiles which were checkered black and purple. Talk about school spirit…

Duncan and I then began walking to first hour. We shared our first three classes and then lunch. I kinda thought he relied on me to remember where the next class was. I wondered if he even got to the rest… First hour was Mr. Shmankey's history class. I found history completely pointless because I really didn't care what happened in the past. I was only eager about the future.

"Okay class let's take roll. Amanda, Clyde, Stephanie, Duncan." After saying Duncan Mr. Shmankey glanced up. "Nice to see you're here on time, after looking at your record I'd thought you wouldn't be." The class started laughing and Duncan gave a very proud look. "Anyway, Charley, Lucas, Gwen, and Arrielle..."

There were more names but I kinda zoned out until I felt something on my leg. I looked down to see a red converse nudging it. I roughly kicked it back and heard a grunt. I slyly smiled until I felt another nudge. I turned to see Duncan sitting behind me. He smiled and this time I stomped on his toe as hard as I could with my heel. This time he grunted a little louder- enough to get a few heads turning- and got a little teary eyed. I felt satisfied enough so I turned my attention to my sketchbook. What to draw, what to draw? I looked around the classroom. I saw maps, globes, books and boards. Nothing really worth drawing. I turned a little further and saw Duncan leaning forward, smiling at me once again. I stuck my tongue out at him and quickly turned, my teal streaked black hair whipping him in the face. I laughed and then the bell rang. I got up, straightening out my shirt. As I walked out the door I got pulled into a tight hug.

"Oof, what the heck?" I said, struggling for breath.

"Payback!" Duncan said squeezing me harder then letting me down. "So, where's our next class?" He said, putting his arm around my shoulders. He smells like Axe…

"Oh, um, math I think." I was caught off guard by the smell of him. I loved Axe, it smelled extremely amazing and on him it was even better.

"Well this'll be a bundle of joy!" Duncan said sarcastically. "You're gonna keep me entertained, right sweetheart?" He said waggling his eyebrows.

I was pretty sure the heat rising to my face was a blush, but refused to let it show. "In your dreams" I replied laughing. We walked into class, took our seats then once again called role. I kept doodling in my sketchbook. The rest of the day was a blur until school was finally over. I went to the parking lot to see Duncan in his car. He looked pissed…

I got in and said, "Damn boy, need another tampon?" He smiled and laughed a little.

"Nah, Courtney and I got into a fight and we broke up." He said and began driving to my house.

"Ouch, what was the fight about?" I asked, feeling a little too nosey. I looked into his piercing blue eyes that looked a little un-easy.

After a few minutes he answered. "She called you a slut so I got pissed and told her to shut up…" That made me very surprised.

"Oh. Um, I'm sorry." I said, a little astonished he would say that to his girlfriend for me.

"Pssh, wasn't much of a loss anyway." He laughed a bit. "And besides, I wasn't gonna let some bitch call my sweetheart a slut... Unless she was referring to her as my slut." He waggled his eyebrows at me for the second time today, and for the second time today I blushed. This time I decided to play along.

"Oh yeah, I'm definitely your slut. I'm your favorite too, right?" I said winking at him. This time it was his cheeks that turned a little pink.

"Yep, and as my slut you have certain duties to fulfill. Oh, say like, watching scary movies with me tomorrow night at your place? " Duncan asked.

"Well since tomorrow will be Saturday my brother and mom will be gone till Monday so sure." I said. We did stuff like this all the time but suddenly it felt like it meant a little more. I had no clue why though and it felt odd, yet good. He pulled into my driveway and I began getting out of my car.

"Cool, six o' clock tomorrow. And oh hey, if you're my slut you gotta dress like one" Duncan said smiling at me and winking.

I laughed and said "I'll wear my shortest skirt, just for you babe." He laughed and backed out. I walked inside my house and went running up the fake oak stairs and into my room to listen to music and doodle.

I knew there was gonna be no need for cutting tonight.

There you go fans! :D My stories are coming back to life and I'm so proud of myself! I hope you all can forgive me for not updating in quite a while.