My POV:
I hope u guys like this.
Most of my stories are about music, but thats because I think it describes them so well sometimes.
This one isnt but there will be MUSIC!
Duncans POV:
Since the end of TDWT Chris decides to uproot us all and send us to the same city, school, and everything. The nerve of that nacissistic, over gelled jerk.
I could go on all day, but my paroley says I have to go to school of else its back to the slammer.
I get out of bed and immediately go to my iPod docker and start blasting music.
I check my phone for any messages from...Courtney.
Which there isn't. Why would there be I broke her hart-, hart on national televison! Ugh! Why was I such a douche.
I grab some clothes that smell morderately clean and grab my skateboard before walking out.
Courtneys POV:
I wake up to the sound of heavy metal muziek playing from across the street. I open my window and scream.
"Duncan! TURN THAT THE HELL OFF!" I say before slamming my window and walking to the bathroom.
I take a quick douche and straighten my hair.
I walk to my closet and grab a cute outfit I put together with Bridgette.
I grab my phone and check for messages from...Duncan. Why would there be. UGH! Im so stupid! He broke my hart-, hart on national televison.
I shake the thought out of my head and walk out.
I hope u guys like this.
Most of my stories are about music, but thats because I think it describes them so well sometimes.
This one isnt but there will be MUSIC!
Duncans POV:
Since the end of TDWT Chris decides to uproot us all and send us to the same city, school, and everything. The nerve of that nacissistic, over gelled jerk.
I could go on all day, but my paroley says I have to go to school of else its back to the slammer.
I get out of bed and immediately go to my iPod docker and start blasting music.
I check my phone for any messages from...Courtney.
Which there isn't. Why would there be I broke her hart-, hart on national televison! Ugh! Why was I such a douche.
I grab some clothes that smell morderately clean and grab my skateboard before walking out.
Courtneys POV:
I wake up to the sound of heavy metal muziek playing from across the street. I open my window and scream.
"Duncan! TURN THAT THE HELL OFF!" I say before slamming my window and walking to the bathroom.
I take a quick douche and straighten my hair.
I walk to my closet and grab a cute outfit I put together with Bridgette.
I grab my phone and check for messages from...Duncan. Why would there be. UGH! Im so stupid! He broke my hart-, hart on national televison.
I shake the thought out of my head and walk out.
No one's P.O.V.
" HAHAHAHA!!!!" where did u get stuff this good," courtney zei giggling. " i think i.. i .. think i got it from my vrienden in the gang," trent said. " thats sooooooooooo cool!!!! ive always wanted to do dis at like home pagina but theres the kids and duncan ya know so..........yeah, " courtney giggled.
Trent put his finger on his nose. " did.... did u ever notice how HUGE your finger is??" trent said. " personalllyllyy heheheheeheh i think fingers are tintsy like..... fingers," courtney giggled again. " dang this stuff is sooo strong!!!! no wonder it cost $5," trent said.
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Courtney's P.O.V.
Me and trent just got back from our......meeting.
i cant let duncan of the kids find out what we really did. i want to quit if only i could.
to be continued..........................
" HAHAHAHA!!!!" where did u get stuff this good," courtney zei giggling. " i think i.. i .. think i got it from my vrienden in the gang," trent said. " thats sooooooooooo cool!!!! ive always wanted to do dis at like home pagina but theres the kids and duncan ya know so..........yeah, " courtney giggled.
Trent put his finger on his nose. " did.... did u ever notice how HUGE your finger is??" trent said. " personalllyllyy heheheheeheh i think fingers are tintsy like..... fingers," courtney giggled again. " dang this stuff is sooo strong!!!! no wonder it cost $5," trent said.
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Courtney's P.O.V.
Me and trent just got back from our......meeting.
i cant let duncan of the kids find out what we really did. i want to quit if only i could.
to be continued..........................