crushcrushcrush

Duncan's POV
Ok, so I'm sitting on the bus just waiting for Gwen to arrive. We go to her stop and I look out the window to see LeShawna patting Gwen's back while Gwen is still in small tears. I smacked my forehead. Ugh I'm such an idiot. I don't know what came over me! If I was totally sane at that moment, I would've even picked up the phone to answer Courtney's call and this would've never happened. Gwen, LeShawna, Bridgette, and Heather boarded the bus. Bridgette sat with Geoff from the siège across from me again, Heather sat in the siège behind Courtney, LeShawna sat behind Trent, and Gwen...

gwens pov

"ok courtney ould u like to go first" miss asked"of course miss" she a dit and begann playing a umm somthing classical ive never heard of. then it was duncans tur he played the instrumental to ashley par escape the fate wow he was great on the electro guitar.

duncans pov
"gwen please" the teach a dit "no miss i dont want to" "but gwen toi have to"the teacher a dit firmly. "good luck pasty?" i shouted and she smiled. She startd playing the keyoards it was bring me to life par Evanescence ten she strted chant in the best voice ever jst lke amy lee wow. "well that was brilliant both of u er...

(Gwen's P.O.V.)
Luckily, I wasn't murdered in my sleep par Courtney. I was woken up on the comfy golden-colored chair par Sierra squealing, and Heather and Courtney fighting. My instincts told me it was somewhere around five in the morning.
"... and toi need to focus on winning!!" Heather growled at Courtney. "I do focus on winning! All the time!!" Courtney retorted. Her and Heather's faces were nearly two inches away from each other. "Shut it, toi two." I grumbled sleepily. "How about toi stay out of it, boyfriend kisser!!" Courtney spat at me. I glared daggers at her, and left for the economy...

Gwen's P.O.V.

Well I got to say I'm not suprised...
Not with the whole reactions from the so called "leaders" but with this guy.Hmm... One of Heather's hit man I suppose. He's too cocky for Mclean and yet to suttle for Al... but I'm surprised he had the balls to hit on me. And right after I almost blew his boss's head off. Ha. Amusing indeed. I have to keep my eye on this one.
So we're driving to a club he suggested. Great. I'll have to remember not to leave my drink alone with him.. I know that he's not the type to kidnap me for his boss but I'm not stupid. He may have a crush on me but I'm not...

Could we be more? (chapter1)
So I’ve been lire GwenxDuncan fanfiction lately, and I decided to write one of my own! Basically, they’re 17, they’re in high school, and Total Drama never happened. I’m really excited about this, so I hope toi guys that are lire this enjoy it. I’ll probably continue, but not if I don’t get at least one review (so if toi like it, please write me a few nice words).

~~~Gwen’s::P.O.V.~~~

I awoke to a very annoying beep. I groaned groggily, still half asleep, and banged on my alarm clock until the beeping ceased. I literally rolled out of lit and fell...

(Regular P.O.V. -no one's in particular, just narration :3 -)
Duncan sat with is team at one table, Gwen with her team at the other. Silently eating their crunchy eggs and soft toast. A bit ironic, I would have to say.
Suddenly, Chef hachette, hache de guerre burst through the mess hall door and shouted, "OUTSIDE NOW, MAGGOTS!!" so outside everyone went. "Oh great, what does he want now?" Duncan whispered to Gwen. "I have no idea," she replied. "but it can't be good."
All of the campers followed Chef outside. The cameras circled all of them. "Alright, maggots! DROP AND GIVE ME 50!!" Chef barked. They all dropped...

Ha I finally thought of something, it's not great but it's something!XD

Summary: Gwen is someone who likes to take it slo in a relationship, where as Duncan's plus fast-paced loving to live in the here and now, rough and loud! So...how in the world did that bring them closer? Well, lets take it one step at a time.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Communication is key in a relationship

If toi can't stand each other for plus that five minutes, maybe toi should rethink things. If toi can go to ten you're getting warmer. If toi can't stand each other...