Author: TDandme PM
Duncan Madison does not like Courtney Mason. Not at all. Nope. Does not like her. Not one bit. Well, maybe a little. Okay, maybe he kind of likes her. Fine, maybe he likes her. A lot. Duncan and Courtney Middle School story. Longer summary inside.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Humor - Duncan & Courtney - Chapters: 8 - Words: 11,859 - Reviews: 59 - Favs: 20 - Follows: 26 - Updated: 04-23-13 - Published: 11-26-12 - id: 8741548
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A/N: I suggest you read this, if you're wondering about other stories and about this one. I have labeled them nicely. You're welcome sweeties.
I suck at summaries. So basically, Duncan and Courtney never really talked before seventh grade. But they start to notice each other, and develop crushes.
So yeah I've made a new story! (and I'm sure you all the me right now for not working on my ongoing two stories…) but don't worry they are not over! Just brain issues and such. So I just need to get a few things out of the way and then we can start.
Hurt: Is still going! But ending soon, I think 5 or less chapters left. I am finishing it!
WLFG: Going! I recently (not really) updated with Lindsay. This story will end when they have visited everyone. Some chapters will be two at a time. So this story is going for a while.
About this new story: I'm super excited about this story! Duncan and Courtney are in seventh grade and it's mostly going to be cute and( somewhat?) funny. Not a huge plot line like my other stories. I have been wanted to do a middle school story ever since I wrote Hide and Seek and I finally got around to it now. I seriously love middle school crushes, they are the cutest thing ever. I'm planning this story to go until they graduate middle school.
I made this story because for me in seventh grade, basically everything changed. Girls started to wear makeup and care about clothes and hair. Boys started to like girls, and girls started to like boys. (I mean like REALLY like. Not just some kindergarten crush thing.) It's that awkward in between stage of things, and everyone doesn't really know how to act. And for some reason, seventh grade rocked for me. You'd think it wouldn't but it did. :/ Everyone kind of became someone in middle school. (god I'm lame) So yeah there you go.
(Also, This takes place in the U.S. and I'm not doing how middle school kids act today. God no. This was before middle schoolers became weird, trying to be hot. Like act your age! (Even people in my grade should….))
Okay this we long. Sorry. I hope you like it!
August 20; Monday Morning; Courtney Mason's house
"Almost done," Delia mused, putting the finishing touches on her little sister's mascara. "There!" She turned Courtney's chair around.
Courtney batted her eyelashes. "This feels weird." She grunted.
"You'll get used to it." Delia smiled putting away her makeup bag. "You don't have to wear it, if you don't want to."
Courtney looked in the mirror again. "Well, it's already on. Might as well keep it."
The thirteen year old went down stairs in her dark jeans, white blouse, and navy blazer. She felt professional. Her newly short hair bounced as she walked down the steps.
Courtney remembered the highlights of her summer. In June she got her braces off and fixed her overbite. In July, she cut her once long hair, to shoulder length. She didn't regret it either. And in August, her mother bought her a whole new wardrobe for school. Surely, things changed for her this summer.
"Look at my girl!" Mrs. Mason mused. "You're hair and teeth- and look your breasts even got bigger!"
Courtney turned red. "Mom!"
"Oops, sorry baby." Mrs. Mason giggled and handed her daughter her lunch money. "Have a good day baby."
"I always do." Courtney said proudly. "Love you." And she left for the bus stop.
August 20; Monday Morning; Duncan Madison's house
Thirteen year old Duncan Madison's summer was anything but uneventful. In June, Duncan graffitied more than twenty walls. A personal record. In early July, Duncan was caught for the graffiti and was send to Juvenile Hall until mid August. He learned some things from the older high school kids there.
1. Swear all the time. Doesn't matter the age. It makes you look badass.
2. Fix your hair.
3. Piercings are in.
4. Always act like you don't give a shit.
So in August, Duncan got his ears and eyebrows pierced. He's waiting on his nose. He dyed his hair neon green, and spiked it up every day. He acted calm, cool, and collected.
Duncan pulled on jeans and a black sweatshirt, slipped his converse on, and walked down stairs.
"Duncan, please take that metal off your face." Ms. Madison said.
Duncan rolled his eyes. "Can I have my lunch?"
Ms. Madison sighed in defeat and gave him the lunch. "Try not to get into trouble. It's the first day for Christ's sake."
"You always taught me not to make promises I can't keep." Duncan shrugged. Just then, Duncan heard Geoff's mom's car beep. "Gotta go." He waved and ran to Geoff's car.
August 20; On the bus
Courtney boarded the bus and looked for a seat. She walked until she found her best friend, Bridgette.
"Hey Bridge." Courtney said. But Bridgette didn't move.
"Hey Bridge." She repeated. Bridgette waved.
"Why aren't you talking?"
"Open your mouth."
Bridgette shook her head no.
"Bridgette, open your mouth!"
Bridgette covered her mouth with both hands, Courtney was stronger and preyed them off. Bridgette looked ashamed and showed Courtney the blue braces on her teeth.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Courtney asked.
"I look so ugly! I'm not going to open my mouth ever again!" Bridgette cried.
"You can't just not talk."
"Come on, I had braces for two years! Besides your teeth are straight already, why do you need braces?"
"They weren't 'perfect' my mom insisted. I have to live with this for 8 months!"
Courtney scoffed. "Try two years. Then you have an argument. Besides, a lot of kids have braces."
"I guess…." Bridgette said. "We have a new kid." Bridgette perked up. "He's cute too."
"Is he on the bus?" Courtney asked.
"First row. His name is Justin. Sadie and I were just talking about him." Bridgette said. "Well, before Katie came."
Courtney peeked over to the first row. She saw a handsome tall boy with dark skin and dark hair, with perfect blue eyes to match. He was cute.
"Bridge, you're totally right! He looks like a movie star!" Courtney admired.
The bus came to a stop. "Looks like we're here," Bridgette sighed.
Duncan and Geoff got out of the car the same time the bus arrived.
"I should have stayed home." Duncan sighed. "Freaking hell, that's all school is."
"It's not that bad, dude." Geoff smiled.
"Easy for you, you've got it made! You're totally popular. Not that I care what these losers think." Duncan scoffed.
"Well, you know what they say, girls like the bad boys." Geoff laughed.
Duncan sighed. "Like I would ever care about what a girl thought of me-" Duncan gazed landed on the brunette coming off the bus.
Geoff noticed. "Looks like you really don't care dude."
"Courtney Mason. Right?" Duncan asked.
"Wow, great job. You know your classmates names. We have like 70 kids in the whole grade it's not that hard."
"You are being extra sarcastic today, huh?" Duncan said getting annoyed. "And I don't care about her. She's just hot. That's it."
"Who's hot?" Gwen asked, walking up to the boys.
"Uh—Jennifer Lopez." Duncan covered. Well, it wasn't a lie….
Gwen rolled her eyes. "Anyway, another school year. How are we feeling?" She asked as they walked into school.
Courtney and Bridgette walked directly in front of them. "Pumped! Totally ready to own this grade!" Geoff replied.
"Duncan?" Gwen asked. Duncan stared at Courtney.
"Duncan?" Gwen repeated.
Duncan snapped out of it. "Huh?"
"What's with you today? You're acting weird."
"I'm acting fine. Just school, y'know?" Duncan replied.
Before Gwen could reply the bell rang.
Courtney walked into homeroom with Bridgette. "It's lucky we got in the same homeroom." She said.
Riiiiiiinnnnnnnnnggggg. Went the bell.
Just then Duncan and Geoff rushed in the room.
"Sorry dude." Geoff said to the teacher.
"Don't make a habit of it." The teacher said sternly. "First order of business, we will be assigning lockers and putting our supplies in them. So step into the hall with me."
The whole class stood up and walked up with Mr. Hasting.
The lockers ended up being in alphabetical order by last name, leaving Duncan and Courtney next to each other.
Courtney quietly put her books away, while Duncan watched her.
Courtney noticed. "Can I help you?" she said coldly putting her hands on her hips.
Duncan blushed. "Yeah, move over. You're blocking my locker." He lied.
Courtney scowled. "I'm surprised you even showed up to school." She said putting pictures of her and friends up.
"Sorry, we don't all have perfect attendance like you, Princess." Her shot back hanging up rock posters.
"I highly doubt you were sick more than half the school year." She narrowed her eyes.
"You've been counting?" Duncan said getting close to her face. "That's cute. You like me or something?"
Courtney blushed. "Who said I was counting?" She said in his face. "And no I don't like you! I barely know you weirdo!"
"Well, looks like we're locker buddies now, get used to me Princess." He winked, shut his locker and walked into class.
Courtney's face was red and furious.
"Like what the heck is wrong with him!" Courtney shouted at Bridgette, walking to their usual lunch table. "Getting that close to me! He smelled gross too!"
Bridgette giggled at her rant. "Sounds like he likes you." Bridgette put her tray down and sat.
"Ew! Don't even Bridgette." Courtney said and sat down.
"It was so funny! You should have been there!" Duncan laughed.
Geoff laughed. "Warn me next time you piss her off." Geoff sat his books and lunch down.
"Will do." Duncan laughed. Maybe I have a reason to come to school now. Duncan thought and sat down with his lunch. Gwen sat next to him.
"I've always wondered. Gwen, why don't you sit with girls?" Geoff asked, taking a bite of his sloppy jo.
Gwen rolled her eyes. "They are all preppy and stupid. None of them have any brain cells whatsoever."
"Well, Courtney's pretty smart." Duncan said.
"Still preppy. Still annoying." Gwen poked at her noodles.
"I totally forgot to tell you dude. Bridgette and I went to the same camp this summer." Geoff said. "She's really cool. She likes to surf and play soccer."
"Do you like her?" Duncan asked.
"I mean, yeah. I guess I do." Geoff said quieter. "And we even became friends sort of. Would you guys mind if I invited her to sit here?"
"Yes." Gwen said coldly.
"I really like her! Duncan?"
If Bridgette comes, Courtney will come. Duncan thought. "I don't care. Either way is cool." He lied.
"Two beats one Gwenny!" Geoff laughed and stood up and walked over.
"Oh my god. Geoff is coming! What do I do?" Bridgette asked Courtney.
"Be cool!" Courtney whispered. "Hey Geoff!" She said.
"Ladies." Geoff nodded. "I was wondering if you wanted to join my table for lunch."
Before Courtney could say anything Bridgette chimed, "Sure!"
"Great!" Geoff said.
"Just let us pack our stuff; we'll only be a second!" Bridgette said.
Geoff nodded and walked back to his table.
"Why did you do that? Duncan sits with Geoff!" Courtney whisper-yelled.
"I really like Geoff. Please? Only today!" Bridgette pleaded.
Courtney sighed. "Whatever."
Bridgette jumped up and hugged her friend. "Thank you!"
Duncan smirked as Courtney and Bridgette approached their table.
Courtney and Bridgette sat down next to one another. Bridgette sat by Courtney and Geoff, while Courtney sat by Gwen and Bridgette.
Courtney pulled out her schedule and tried to look bust while everyone talked.
"Princess, let me see your classes." He said interrupting something Gwen was telling him about.
Gwen looked annoyed but let it slide. "Oh yeah, Duncan we haven't compared classes yet."
"We will, after I see Courtney's." He smirked. Gwen rolled her eyes.
"Bite me." She growled.
"I'd love to." He said and snatched the paper from her hands.
Her face cringed. "Whatever!"
Duncan unwrapped his crinkled paper and read them. "Thank God we don't have honors classes here, or we'd have no classes together."
"Oh yeah, thank God." Courtney said sarcastically.
"We have gym, health, art, study, and computer tech together this semester."
"T-that can't be right! That's so many classes!" Courtney studdered and snatched the papers to double-check. "No way!" She growled. There was no mistake. Five classes out of eight.
"And guess what! Next semester we will probably have even more classes!" Duncan said fake happily.
Courtney slammed her head on the table. This would be one long year.
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