And I Quote
Fandom: Total Drama Island
Chapter: One, Titled 'Friendship'
Summary: At the end of the 7th grade year, Duncan and Courtney have fought a lot. She never would have thought that it meant what it did.
Friendship is like peeing on yourself- everyone can see it, but only you get the warm feeling that it brings.
Courtney sat in her math class, slowly tapping her pencil on the old worn out wooden desk, with her feet tapping along in rhythm. She gave an impatient glare towards the ticking clock, wondering why the math test had been so short. She could have taken a longer one. At least it would have given her some entertainment. Once she had finished the test in the first five minutes of class, taken three minutes to look over her work and check all her answers, and finished her long book which was half the size of a dictionary, she had sighed, realizing she had just run out of ways to kill the time.
She thought about this long, pathetic seventh grade year. It was completely stupid. She didn't feel as if she'd learned anything more than she had last year, which was ultimately disappointing. The year was almost over and she had no idea what to write about in her 'What I Learned This Year' essay for extra credit. She would probably just make up some crap about square roots or something. Or maybe about how she had learned how to write a block letter, although she had known how to do that for almost four years.
Pretty much everyone in her class was an absolute pain in the neck. She couldn't stand anyone, except Bridgette, who appeared to be the only sane one in the classroom. She then, quite literally, felt a pain in her neck. It kept a steady beat, poking into the skin for the next two seconds, and just when she was going to reach back, she stopped when she heard a voice from behind.
Now there was a real pain in the neck.
Courtney turned around, looking at quite possibly juvenile hall's most often visitor. "What do you want Duncan?" She sighed to herself.
Duncan ran a hand through his short jet black hair, watching her with his steady large teal eyes. "What's shaking babe?" He gave her a large smirk, pulling at his large dog collar that didn't quite fit him yet.
Courtney shrugged. "I'm bored. And don't call me babe." She winced as he cracked his knuckles calmly. "Do you really have to do that?" She whispered, watching as the teacher walked out of the room. He continued cracking his knuckles, giving her a bland stare. He apparently wasn't going to answer.
"You doing anything any school?" He bit his lip, not seeming so calm any more. Courtney didn't take much notice in the sudden mood change; she was too busy wondering about her schedule.
"No." Courtney said bluntly. She didn't have many friends around here, probably just for the fact that she barely talked to anyone. Duncan, on the other hand, had a bunch of friends, and he had ever since he came to the school back in sixth grade. It made Courtney feel, and although she would never admit to anyone (not even herself), a bit jealous of him.
He leaned in on her, his breath heavy on her face. "Wanna walk down to Shell this afternoon?" He said to her carefully.
Courtney and Duncan and always fought. Now he was asking her to walk down to the local gas station? Shell was where friends went to get brownies and skittle and large bottles of coke. Not worst enemies. "You wanna go with me to Shell?" She questioned.
He shrugged. "I mean, if you don't wanna go, I get it, but I just thought that maybe since you don't have anything to do, and I don't have anything to do… we could go together. Besides, what are friends for?"
Courtney fidgeted a bit, and then, surprisingly, she smiled and honest, simple smile. "Yeah… sure. We'll go to Shell." She said quietly.
Duncan nodded his head, smiling a little bit as she turned around in her desk, sitting normally again.
Why did she agree to go? She told herself that it was just to kill time and that she had nothing better to do.
But the true reason behind her agreement was because Duncan had called her his friend.