Courtney's POV: I awoke the suivant morning, and I was having the WORST hangover ever. But it was rather odd; I didn't drink last night.
I sat up and pet my hair. My cell phone rang on its night stand, and I flipped it open and answered it. "Hello?"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" came Bridgette and Gwen's high-pitched shrieks.
"AHH WHAT THE HELL?" I laughed.
"OMG we know about last night!" Gwen gushed.
"Yea, I went to a party, had soda, and danced and sang. Get over it."
"No, we're talking about Duncan." Bridgette put emphasis on his name. "Ya know, between toi and him...."
"What?" I giggled. "All we did was dance. We had an argument about him taking me on a motorcycle, and my hands might have been around his waist, but all we did was dance and have soda."
"Nuh uh...." Gwen said. "I was there, Courtney. I saw what happened."
"What?" I asked, confused.
"We saw toi and Duncan making out."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Duncan's POV: There was NOTHING I regret from last night. Sure, me and Courtney made out on a skeevy couch, but that's the most that happened. She got sugar drunk, got tired, kissed me, and we had a heavy make-out session. And man, what I'd give to do that again.
Sunday morning, everyone is usually up, especially me, since I'm a freakin goddamn vampire. Stupid sunlight. I have to keep my window shades closed and people think it's rather creepy, like I'm some pedifile.
I flipped through the contacts in my cell phone, and something popped up on my screen. "School News Bulletin?"
I read it out loud, feeling a chill from the air conditioning. "As of September 16th, there will be a high school talent montrer on October 31st, and a montrer later in the an on February 15th. All students participating must be at auditions after school on September 20th, ou they are not in the show."
I snorted and clicked my phone shut. Who cares about talent shows? They're just a bunch of gay peep shows where people who have 0 talent try to have some. Lord knows, I don't sing, I don't dance, and I don't act. But hey, I'll come to auditions to watch Courtney.
Then, my phone rang. Courtney. Haha, sweet.
"Sup, Princess?" I reclined on a stack of pillows on the head of my bed.
"Did toi know we........made out?" She gagged. "Last night?"
"Oh yeah. toi were in charge."
"WHAT? Did toi get me drunk?!"
"Haha, no. All toi had was one cup of soda, toi started chant and dancing, toi got tired, laid down, pulled me on haut, retour au début of you, and we kissed."
"AHHHHHH!" I heard the sound of scrubbing and I realized she was scrubbing the taste out of her mouth. I laughed.
"Ewww toi taste HORRIBLE!"
Lie.
I laughed. "OK, Courtney, toi should know, I have a vampire sense to read people's minds, and right now I'm lire yours over the phone, and you're lying."
"I AM NOT!"
Lie.
"Courtney, just admit it, toi like me. What are toi afraid of?"
"THERE'S NOTHING TO ADMIT, I HATE YOU!"
Lie.
"Hey, are toi in the talent show?"
"Yea, what of it?"
"Can I rejoindre you?"
She snorted and laughed. "You have no talent!"
"We'll see about that." I hung up.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Courtney's POV: Four days later, I stood in the girls' bathroom, five minutes before the end-of-the-school-day cloche, bell rings. I wore a playful rose dress with small or beads all over it, hot rose flats, and my long brown hair had rose ribbons in it.
Stupid older sister Mitzi dressed me for school and gave me this backup outfit for auditions. But I had to say, I looked good. I was planning on chant two songs, one uplifting and fun, the other kind of depressing and sad to montrer my feelings toward Duncan tormenting me every day.
I fluffed my hair a bit, and the cloche, bell rang. I slipped my backpack over my shoulder and walked to the auditorium.
Staff sat at a few tables, and there were teens all over the place. Oh......crap.
Usually with auditions, people montrer their talent and the best are chosen to be in practice for the show.
I had to round there to be about 100 teens, and I got a letter saying only 30 would be chosen.
Then, I set my bag down near others, turned around - and saw it. Midnight black hair.
I laughed and tapped Duncan's shoulder. Startled, he spun around and exhaled once he saw it was me.
"Damn Princess, toi dolled enough?" He crossed his muscular arms over his dark blue t-shirt. His hair was down in kind of an emo-cut, instead of that horrendous mohawk, he wore an indigo t-shirt, dark skinny jeans, and black and white checkered converse.
"Damn Duncan, toi dead enough?" I imitated him, and he just laughed at me.
"Nah. Trust me, I'm dead right now. Duh. Vampire, anyone?" He whispered so no one could hear him say the "v" word.
I rolled my eyes. "Ya know I can't feel your fangs when we kiss?"
I have no fucking clue why I just a dit that.
"Haha, I imagine." He sat Indian-style on the floor and, under my brain's command, I sat suivant to him.
Mrs. Angela stood in the front of the room up onstage.
"Hello, adolescents!" She said, her long curly orange hair bouncing like leaves floating in Fall. "This is our first annual school talent show, and based on our attendance sheet, there's 168 of toi here today!"
Everyone clapped and cheered, and I was stunned. THAT many?
"So, going in alphabetical order, will..."
I trailed off. I must've fallen asleep, because everything seemed to go way too fast. I tuned back to reality when some girl sang onstage, and her voice was beautiful. I actually thought I'd have competition.
"Don't worry, Princess," Duncan whispered in my ear while clapping for the girl, "I've heard toi sing and you're so much better."
"How long was I asleep?" I asked.
He shrugged. "Bout five minutes. They're going in first-name alphabetical order."
"Oh, ok."
"Courtney Smith?" Mrs. Angela said.
Oh.....crap.
I walked nervously onstage, and stood in front of a microphone stand.
"What will toi be singing?"
"Uh, La La Land par Demi Lovato and Broken par Seether."
"OK, we'll start with the first one." Mrs. A said, pressing a button on an amplifier. Fun upbeat musique started playing, and I rocked my hips, bobbing my head to the music. Inhaling, I started to sing.
I am, confident, but
I still, have my moments, baby
That's just me
I'm not, a supermodel
I still, eat McDonald's baby
That's just me!
Well some may say I need to be afraid
Of losing everything
Because of where I
Had my start and where I made my name
Well everything's the same
In the la la land machine
And who said, I can't be single
And have to, go out and mingle
BABY, that's not me
No, no!
Some may say I need to be afraid
Of losing everything
Because of where I
Had my start and where I made my name
Well everything's the same
In the la-la land..
Tell me do toi feel the way I feel
'Cause nothing else is real
In the la-la land APPEAL!
I held the last note for a while, well, until my breath ran short. I swiveled my hips back and forth, while everyone else clapped to the beat, and I knew I was doing great.
Some may say I need to be afraid
Of losing everything
Because of where I
Had my start and where I made my name
When everything's the same
In La-la land machine
Well, I'm not gonna change
In the la-la land machine
Well I will stay the same
In La-la land...
MACHINE!
I held long notes really well, and I was amazed at myself.
Machine!
Machi-hey ay salut ay-ne
I won't change anything in my life!
I won't change anything in my life!
I'm staying myself tonight!
I'm staying myself tonight
That was the last vocal, and I rocked my head wildly along with my hips to the last guitar. When the song ended, I tossed the microphone stand from its spot onto the floor like a popstar. My hair was wild, I was out of breath, but I loved that.
Everyone went wild, and Duncan...well.....he blew me a kiss. I snarled at him and got offstage, brushing my dress.
"Um, Mrs. Smith?" Mrs. Angela came walking up to me with a clipboard.
"Huh?"
"Um, toi a dit you're chant TWO songs, correct?"
I nodded.
"Well, the seconde song is a duet." She said, and my jaw hit the floor, Duncan smiling while he eavesdropped. "You need a partner."
Before I could answer, Duncan came up to Mrs. Angela and tapped her shoulder suggestively.
"I'll do it." He said, and I glared at him with daggers.
"Oh, would you?" Mrs. A praised. "I'll bump two of your D's to A's?"
"Three."
"Deal!" Mrs. Angela shook Duncan's tan hand, and he put his arm around my shoulder.
"Ready, Princess?"
"Whatever." I groaned and walked back onstage, sitting on a high wooden tabouret near the microphone stand. Duncan went backstage and came back out with an acoustic guitar, and he sat on a wooden tabouret suivant to me at a different microphone stand close to me.
He pulled a guitare pick out of his pocket and started playing, much to my amazement that he could play guitar, let alone really well, and let alone the fact that he knew the notes to this song!
Then, with a quick jerk of his head, swiping sleek black hair out of his face, he began to sing.
I wanted toi to know, that I l’amour the way toi laugh
I wanna hold toi high and steal your pain, away
I keep your photograph, and I know it serves me well
I wanna hold toi high and steal your pain
Then I joined him, much to my dismay, since he was an amazing singer.
'Cause I'm broken, when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel light, when you're gone away
I took over, and everyone swayed to the music.
The worst is over now, and we can breathe again
I wanna hold toi high, toi steal my pain, away
There's so much left to learn, and no one left to fight!
I wanna hold toi high and steal your pain
Then he joined in the chorus.
'Cause I'm broken, when I'm open
And I don't feel like, I am strong enough
'Cause I'm broken, when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel light, when you're gone away
I felt my cheeks turn pink, so I basically looked like a blush compact. I couldn't believe how good he was. I mean, for a vampire.
'Cause I'm broken, when I'm open
And I don't feel like, I am strong enough
'Cause I'm broken, when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel light, when you're gone away..
'Cause I'm broken, when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone
I swallowed and he finished the song, his hand resting on the bottom of the guitar. Everybody clapped like crazy, and I immediately got down off the stool, and bolted out the door.
"Courtney?" Duncan looked concerned, so he followed, and saw me crying.
"Courtney..."
"Duncan, I.....I........I'm sorry I underestimated you. For a ... vampire." I leaned in and whispered at the "v" word.
"Eh, it's ok. I'm not that good anyway."
I snorted. "Are toi kidding? toi just made ME look inferior."
"How much?" I smirked.
She traced my cheek with her hand and pressed her lips to mine. I shut my eyes and after about ten seconds, she pulled away.
"A lot."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
I sat up and pet my hair. My cell phone rang on its night stand, and I flipped it open and answered it. "Hello?"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" came Bridgette and Gwen's high-pitched shrieks.
"AHH WHAT THE HELL?" I laughed.
"OMG we know about last night!" Gwen gushed.
"Yea, I went to a party, had soda, and danced and sang. Get over it."
"No, we're talking about Duncan." Bridgette put emphasis on his name. "Ya know, between toi and him...."
"What?" I giggled. "All we did was dance. We had an argument about him taking me on a motorcycle, and my hands might have been around his waist, but all we did was dance and have soda."
"Nuh uh...." Gwen said. "I was there, Courtney. I saw what happened."
"What?" I asked, confused.
"We saw toi and Duncan making out."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Duncan's POV: There was NOTHING I regret from last night. Sure, me and Courtney made out on a skeevy couch, but that's the most that happened. She got sugar drunk, got tired, kissed me, and we had a heavy make-out session. And man, what I'd give to do that again.
Sunday morning, everyone is usually up, especially me, since I'm a freakin goddamn vampire. Stupid sunlight. I have to keep my window shades closed and people think it's rather creepy, like I'm some pedifile.
I flipped through the contacts in my cell phone, and something popped up on my screen. "School News Bulletin?"
I read it out loud, feeling a chill from the air conditioning. "As of September 16th, there will be a high school talent montrer on October 31st, and a montrer later in the an on February 15th. All students participating must be at auditions after school on September 20th, ou they are not in the show."
I snorted and clicked my phone shut. Who cares about talent shows? They're just a bunch of gay peep shows where people who have 0 talent try to have some. Lord knows, I don't sing, I don't dance, and I don't act. But hey, I'll come to auditions to watch Courtney.
Then, my phone rang. Courtney. Haha, sweet.
"Sup, Princess?" I reclined on a stack of pillows on the head of my bed.
"Did toi know we........made out?" She gagged. "Last night?"
"Oh yeah. toi were in charge."
"WHAT? Did toi get me drunk?!"
"Haha, no. All toi had was one cup of soda, toi started chant and dancing, toi got tired, laid down, pulled me on haut, retour au début of you, and we kissed."
"AHHHHHH!" I heard the sound of scrubbing and I realized she was scrubbing the taste out of her mouth. I laughed.
"Ewww toi taste HORRIBLE!"
Lie.
I laughed. "OK, Courtney, toi should know, I have a vampire sense to read people's minds, and right now I'm lire yours over the phone, and you're lying."
"I AM NOT!"
Lie.
"Courtney, just admit it, toi like me. What are toi afraid of?"
"THERE'S NOTHING TO ADMIT, I HATE YOU!"
Lie.
"Hey, are toi in the talent show?"
"Yea, what of it?"
"Can I rejoindre you?"
She snorted and laughed. "You have no talent!"
"We'll see about that." I hung up.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Courtney's POV: Four days later, I stood in the girls' bathroom, five minutes before the end-of-the-school-day cloche, bell rings. I wore a playful rose dress with small or beads all over it, hot rose flats, and my long brown hair had rose ribbons in it.
Stupid older sister Mitzi dressed me for school and gave me this backup outfit for auditions. But I had to say, I looked good. I was planning on chant two songs, one uplifting and fun, the other kind of depressing and sad to montrer my feelings toward Duncan tormenting me every day.
I fluffed my hair a bit, and the cloche, bell rang. I slipped my backpack over my shoulder and walked to the auditorium.
Staff sat at a few tables, and there were teens all over the place. Oh......crap.
Usually with auditions, people montrer their talent and the best are chosen to be in practice for the show.
I had to round there to be about 100 teens, and I got a letter saying only 30 would be chosen.
Then, I set my bag down near others, turned around - and saw it. Midnight black hair.
I laughed and tapped Duncan's shoulder. Startled, he spun around and exhaled once he saw it was me.
"Damn Princess, toi dolled enough?" He crossed his muscular arms over his dark blue t-shirt. His hair was down in kind of an emo-cut, instead of that horrendous mohawk, he wore an indigo t-shirt, dark skinny jeans, and black and white checkered converse.
"Damn Duncan, toi dead enough?" I imitated him, and he just laughed at me.
"Nah. Trust me, I'm dead right now. Duh. Vampire, anyone?" He whispered so no one could hear him say the "v" word.
I rolled my eyes. "Ya know I can't feel your fangs when we kiss?"
I have no fucking clue why I just a dit that.
"Haha, I imagine." He sat Indian-style on the floor and, under my brain's command, I sat suivant to him.
Mrs. Angela stood in the front of the room up onstage.
"Hello, adolescents!" She said, her long curly orange hair bouncing like leaves floating in Fall. "This is our first annual school talent show, and based on our attendance sheet, there's 168 of toi here today!"
Everyone clapped and cheered, and I was stunned. THAT many?
"So, going in alphabetical order, will..."
I trailed off. I must've fallen asleep, because everything seemed to go way too fast. I tuned back to reality when some girl sang onstage, and her voice was beautiful. I actually thought I'd have competition.
"Don't worry, Princess," Duncan whispered in my ear while clapping for the girl, "I've heard toi sing and you're so much better."
"How long was I asleep?" I asked.
He shrugged. "Bout five minutes. They're going in first-name alphabetical order."
"Oh, ok."
"Courtney Smith?" Mrs. Angela said.
Oh.....crap.
I walked nervously onstage, and stood in front of a microphone stand.
"What will toi be singing?"
"Uh, La La Land par Demi Lovato and Broken par Seether."
"OK, we'll start with the first one." Mrs. A said, pressing a button on an amplifier. Fun upbeat musique started playing, and I rocked my hips, bobbing my head to the music. Inhaling, I started to sing.
I am, confident, but
I still, have my moments, baby
That's just me
I'm not, a supermodel
I still, eat McDonald's baby
That's just me!
Well some may say I need to be afraid
Of losing everything
Because of where I
Had my start and where I made my name
Well everything's the same
In the la la land machine
And who said, I can't be single
And have to, go out and mingle
BABY, that's not me
No, no!
Some may say I need to be afraid
Of losing everything
Because of where I
Had my start and where I made my name
Well everything's the same
In the la-la land..
Tell me do toi feel the way I feel
'Cause nothing else is real
In the la-la land APPEAL!
I held the last note for a while, well, until my breath ran short. I swiveled my hips back and forth, while everyone else clapped to the beat, and I knew I was doing great.
Some may say I need to be afraid
Of losing everything
Because of where I
Had my start and where I made my name
When everything's the same
In La-la land machine
Well, I'm not gonna change
In the la-la land machine
Well I will stay the same
In La-la land...
MACHINE!
I held long notes really well, and I was amazed at myself.
Machine!
Machi-hey ay salut ay-ne
I won't change anything in my life!
I won't change anything in my life!
I'm staying myself tonight!
I'm staying myself tonight
That was the last vocal, and I rocked my head wildly along with my hips to the last guitar. When the song ended, I tossed the microphone stand from its spot onto the floor like a popstar. My hair was wild, I was out of breath, but I loved that.
Everyone went wild, and Duncan...well.....he blew me a kiss. I snarled at him and got offstage, brushing my dress.
"Um, Mrs. Smith?" Mrs. Angela came walking up to me with a clipboard.
"Huh?"
"Um, toi a dit you're chant TWO songs, correct?"
I nodded.
"Well, the seconde song is a duet." She said, and my jaw hit the floor, Duncan smiling while he eavesdropped. "You need a partner."
Before I could answer, Duncan came up to Mrs. Angela and tapped her shoulder suggestively.
"I'll do it." He said, and I glared at him with daggers.
"Oh, would you?" Mrs. A praised. "I'll bump two of your D's to A's?"
"Three."
"Deal!" Mrs. Angela shook Duncan's tan hand, and he put his arm around my shoulder.
"Ready, Princess?"
"Whatever." I groaned and walked back onstage, sitting on a high wooden tabouret near the microphone stand. Duncan went backstage and came back out with an acoustic guitar, and he sat on a wooden tabouret suivant to me at a different microphone stand close to me.
He pulled a guitare pick out of his pocket and started playing, much to my amazement that he could play guitar, let alone really well, and let alone the fact that he knew the notes to this song!
Then, with a quick jerk of his head, swiping sleek black hair out of his face, he began to sing.
I wanted toi to know, that I l’amour the way toi laugh
I wanna hold toi high and steal your pain, away
I keep your photograph, and I know it serves me well
I wanna hold toi high and steal your pain
Then I joined him, much to my dismay, since he was an amazing singer.
'Cause I'm broken, when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel light, when you're gone away
I took over, and everyone swayed to the music.
The worst is over now, and we can breathe again
I wanna hold toi high, toi steal my pain, away
There's so much left to learn, and no one left to fight!
I wanna hold toi high and steal your pain
Then he joined in the chorus.
'Cause I'm broken, when I'm open
And I don't feel like, I am strong enough
'Cause I'm broken, when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel light, when you're gone away
I felt my cheeks turn pink, so I basically looked like a blush compact. I couldn't believe how good he was. I mean, for a vampire.
'Cause I'm broken, when I'm open
And I don't feel like, I am strong enough
'Cause I'm broken, when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel light, when you're gone away..
'Cause I'm broken, when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone
I swallowed and he finished the song, his hand resting on the bottom of the guitar. Everybody clapped like crazy, and I immediately got down off the stool, and bolted out the door.
"Courtney?" Duncan looked concerned, so he followed, and saw me crying.
"Courtney..."
"Duncan, I.....I........I'm sorry I underestimated you. For a ... vampire." I leaned in and whispered at the "v" word.
"Eh, it's ok. I'm not that good anyway."
I snorted. "Are toi kidding? toi just made ME look inferior."
"How much?" I smirked.
She traced my cheek with her hand and pressed her lips to mine. I shut my eyes and after about ten seconds, she pulled away.
"A lot."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
kari was snowboarding waiting for everyone else to wake up.
trent:woah gnarly moves.
kari:heheh thanks.
chris had a meghorn:EVERYONE MEET ME IN THE MESS HALL!
kari fell:GAH!
groan
(she rubbbed her head)
in the mess hall:
kari dumped her tray:SOMEDAY BUT NOT TODAY!
trent:you can have my pain grillé kari.
kari smiled at him.
duncan:how can ANYONE eat this slop?!
leshawna:dont know about yall but I aint eating this.
lindsay:me neither.
confessions of kari:
peh todays challange:EATING CHEFS SLOP!
ha!
trent:woah gnarly moves.
kari:heheh thanks.
chris had a meghorn:EVERYONE MEET ME IN THE MESS HALL!
kari fell:GAH!
groan
(she rubbbed her head)
in the mess hall:
kari dumped her tray:SOMEDAY BUT NOT TODAY!
trent:you can have my pain grillé kari.
kari smiled at him.
duncan:how can ANYONE eat this slop?!
leshawna:dont know about yall but I aint eating this.
lindsay:me neither.
confessions of kari:
peh todays challange:EATING CHEFS SLOP!
ha!
chris:last time on tdd..
sadie got voted off!
rayentte was listening to music.
gordon:hey watcha listin to?
raynette showed him.
gordon:I l’amour this song!
rayntte:so do I.
(they both smiled and inched closer and kissed)
trent was massing karis shoulders.
confessions of trent:
on a scale of 1 to 10.. the chick is a 20!
smart,cool,hot,pretty and indpendant, I think I am in love..
(he l’amour sighed)
rayennte and gordon were holding hands.
lindsay:aww...
they are so hooked up!
trent:lindsay they were already hooked up.
lindsay:ohh..
kari:nice rayntte.
(they high fived)
sadie got voted off!
rayentte was listening to music.
gordon:hey watcha listin to?
raynette showed him.
gordon:I l’amour this song!
rayntte:so do I.
(they both smiled and inched closer and kissed)
trent was massing karis shoulders.
confessions of trent:
on a scale of 1 to 10.. the chick is a 20!
smart,cool,hot,pretty and indpendant, I think I am in love..
(he l’amour sighed)
rayennte and gordon were holding hands.
lindsay:aww...
they are so hooked up!
trent:lindsay they were already hooked up.
lindsay:ohh..
kari:nice rayntte.
(they high fived)
Once upon a time... a fry ate off of Duncan's mowhawk.... and Duncan yelled and a dit "OH, HELL NO!I'M BASICALLY NAKED!" then... Courtney ate green jelly... then Owen yelled "WHYYYY?!?"...then a dit "its still warm" then Duncan a dit "I feel a cool breeze" then Owen a dit back "ur naked T_T" Duncan a dit "o ya.. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" and ran around and then kissed Courtney...After the kiss, Duncan jumped on Owen's head like he had a HUGE douse of crack and... fell off a cliff into the screaming fangirls!...And Duncan landed right into the Koolade Guy's arms and the Koolade Guy said..."My my Duncan... didn't know u had ' a THING' for me!"... Harold,Trent,Gwen, & Courtney a dit "WTF?Duncan? What happened to US?!"... "TO BAD!!!!!!! I'm going out with koolade dude now MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA" Duncan said........... Everyone: 0_0 DAMN! THE END!
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Sumer, Andrea, Jared, Kalia, Paige, Phil, Brooke, Issabella, Alex, Rainie, Miranda, Ashley, Emlee, Rikki, ME Christy, Coolthingsfan14 (LOL I DNT KNOW HIS NAME =P,)Brooke, DramaLyric, Brittany,
WHOEVER ELSE WANTS TO BE IN DCS MESSAGE ME!!!!!!
THERE IS ALOT OF SPACE, IM LOOKING FOR plus CHARACTERS!!!
MESSAGE ME ou COMMENT!!!
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I NEED plus PEOPLE
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oh and if u r one of those people tht i put here and u dnt want to be in the new series jst tell me.