Courtney’s POV
“What?” I say, turning around at the word Princess.
Oh, great. Again.
“It’s been six months since TDI, will anda people ever quite calling me that?” It was annoying when Duncan called me princess, and I hate being constantly reminded.
I recall the first bulan after Total Drama Island. Anytime I went out of house there was always someone somewhere that would recognize me as ‘that island girl’. And of course there was always some moron that called me oleh that dreaded nickname.
“Hey, isn’t that the Total Drama Island chick? The one that liked the delinquent?”
“Oh, yeah, it is! hey Princess! How’s the boyfriend?”
I shudder at the thought.
The boy smiles apologetically. “Sorry, I didn’t realize it bothered you”
His brown eyes lock onto mine. Hmmm. Cute.
“It’s alright. I should be used to it oleh now.” I regret snapping at him.
“Well, I still apologize. I’m Josh, oleh the way.”
“I’m Courtney… but I guess anda already knew that.” Stupid. “So, do anda go to school around here? I haven’t seen anda before.”
He nods “Yeah, I go to Cresentview.”
I feel my eyes widen at the mention of the prestigious school. My mom tried to get me to try out for it, but I had refused. I can’t remember why now.
“What’d anda go for?” I ask.
“Academics.”
Cute and smart. Nice.
“Oh yeah? Cool.” I smile.
“So…” He runs a hand through his kastanye, chestnut brown hair. “Sorry if this is too personal a pertanyaan but… are anda and Duncan…”
“Me and Duncan? Oh- no no no. I haven’t seen him since last summer. I’m not seeing anyone.”
“So, do anda think I could get your number?” He smiles gently.
“Yes! Uh- yeah, sure. Oh course.” I reach into my tas, dompet to find a pen and something to write on.
“Here.” I hand him a napkin with the number written on it. “My cell.”
“Cool, I’ll call anda tomorrow night, okay?”
“Great. Talk to anda soon.”
I clench my teeth until I’m in my car and driving out of the parking lot, where it breaks into a wide grin.
I open my eyes and glance at the clock on my night table. Quarter past eight. Sitting up, I swivel my legs off of my tempat tidur and into my slippers. I mumble a good morning to my dad when I get to the kitchen, who sits at the breakfast meja membaca the Sunday paper.
“Morning, sweetheart.” He replies.
I open the pantry door and fix myself a bowl of Shreddies, though I’m not awfully hungry.
The sound of Rhianna’s Disturbia startles me. I reach over to the dapur counter and flip open my phone.
“Courtney speaking” I speaking into the mouthpiece through my cereal. It comes out like ‘Ourtney eaking’
“Hey Court, it’s Becky. We’re coming over at two to pick anda up to go to the mall. See anda in a bit.”
“Ay.” I snap my phone shut and return to my cereal. “I’m going to the mall with Becky and Tara this afternoon.”
Dad nods. “Alright. Be back oleh ten oleh the latest.”
I nod and throw my cereal into the garbage. It was getting soggy anyway.
“Is he cute?”
“Is he sweet?”
We’ve arrived at the mall, and Becky and Tara have already begun to luak, lumba-lumba me about Josh.
“Yes and yes. I berkata that already.”
“I don’t think I know him. Is he new?” Tara asks.
“No, he just doesn’t go to our school. He goes to Cresentview!” They squeal with delight.
“Imagine, Courtney with a Cresentview boy. No, wait- I can. He’s totally your type.” Becky gushes.
“How do anda know? anda haven’t even met him!”
“Is he there for sports atau academic?” She inquires.
“Academics.” I answer almost proudly.
“Well then he’s DEFINATLY your type. Cute, sweet and smart, the whole package. That’s difficult to find in a guy. Hold onto him!”
I sigh. “We haven’t even gone out yet. Though he did say he’d call me tonight.”
They break out into another squeal.
“We’ll help anda pick out a tanggal outfit.” Tara tells me. “This is going to be so much fun!”
They pull me into every store we pass, and I nearly drown in the amount of clothes they insist I try on. All I can think is that this is going to be a long afternoon.
“Wow. This is the one. THE outfit.” Tara says, looking me over.
I have to admit, I look good. The red cami I had just tried on with the detailing at the puncak, atas is classy and flirty, but not slutty. The black cardigan and dark wash jeans give the outfit a slightly lebih casual look, just right for a first date. And I have just the shoes at halaman awal to match.
“This is awesome! We should go to Abercrombie now.” Becky suggests.
“Really? I’m hungry. Let’s go to the food court.” Tara points out.
“Let’s get our shopping done first, it makes lebih sense.”
“Yeah, but then we have to lug extra bags to the food court, which will take up lebih room.”
“We might not buy anything, and if we do, it’ll only be a bag atau two. anda can get a pretzel to hold anda off till then.”
“But anda cant go into any of the stores with food! I’ll miss out on all of the stores! And I’m STARVING!”
“Well you’re just gonna have to hold off until we’re done shopping. I need a new sweater, and I saw the cutest one at Aber-”
“You and your stupid sweaters!”
As the two of them bickered, I stared at myself in the mirror, angling myself this way and that. I did look good, and I was going out with a cute, smart and sweet Cresentview boy.
Duncan who?
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“What?” I say, turning around at the word Princess.
Oh, great. Again.
“It’s been six months since TDI, will anda people ever quite calling me that?” It was annoying when Duncan called me princess, and I hate being constantly reminded.
I recall the first bulan after Total Drama Island. Anytime I went out of house there was always someone somewhere that would recognize me as ‘that island girl’. And of course there was always some moron that called me oleh that dreaded nickname.
“Hey, isn’t that the Total Drama Island chick? The one that liked the delinquent?”
“Oh, yeah, it is! hey Princess! How’s the boyfriend?”
I shudder at the thought.
The boy smiles apologetically. “Sorry, I didn’t realize it bothered you”
His brown eyes lock onto mine. Hmmm. Cute.
“It’s alright. I should be used to it oleh now.” I regret snapping at him.
“Well, I still apologize. I’m Josh, oleh the way.”
“I’m Courtney… but I guess anda already knew that.” Stupid. “So, do anda go to school around here? I haven’t seen anda before.”
He nods “Yeah, I go to Cresentview.”
I feel my eyes widen at the mention of the prestigious school. My mom tried to get me to try out for it, but I had refused. I can’t remember why now.
“What’d anda go for?” I ask.
“Academics.”
Cute and smart. Nice.
“Oh yeah? Cool.” I smile.
“So…” He runs a hand through his kastanye, chestnut brown hair. “Sorry if this is too personal a pertanyaan but… are anda and Duncan…”
“Me and Duncan? Oh- no no no. I haven’t seen him since last summer. I’m not seeing anyone.”
“So, do anda think I could get your number?” He smiles gently.
“Yes! Uh- yeah, sure. Oh course.” I reach into my tas, dompet to find a pen and something to write on.
“Here.” I hand him a napkin with the number written on it. “My cell.”
“Cool, I’ll call anda tomorrow night, okay?”
“Great. Talk to anda soon.”
I clench my teeth until I’m in my car and driving out of the parking lot, where it breaks into a wide grin.
I open my eyes and glance at the clock on my night table. Quarter past eight. Sitting up, I swivel my legs off of my tempat tidur and into my slippers. I mumble a good morning to my dad when I get to the kitchen, who sits at the breakfast meja membaca the Sunday paper.
“Morning, sweetheart.” He replies.
I open the pantry door and fix myself a bowl of Shreddies, though I’m not awfully hungry.
The sound of Rhianna’s Disturbia startles me. I reach over to the dapur counter and flip open my phone.
“Courtney speaking” I speaking into the mouthpiece through my cereal. It comes out like ‘Ourtney eaking’
“Hey Court, it’s Becky. We’re coming over at two to pick anda up to go to the mall. See anda in a bit.”
“Ay.” I snap my phone shut and return to my cereal. “I’m going to the mall with Becky and Tara this afternoon.”
Dad nods. “Alright. Be back oleh ten oleh the latest.”
I nod and throw my cereal into the garbage. It was getting soggy anyway.
“Is he cute?”
“Is he sweet?”
We’ve arrived at the mall, and Becky and Tara have already begun to luak, lumba-lumba me about Josh.
“Yes and yes. I berkata that already.”
“I don’t think I know him. Is he new?” Tara asks.
“No, he just doesn’t go to our school. He goes to Cresentview!” They squeal with delight.
“Imagine, Courtney with a Cresentview boy. No, wait- I can. He’s totally your type.” Becky gushes.
“How do anda know? anda haven’t even met him!”
“Is he there for sports atau academic?” She inquires.
“Academics.” I answer almost proudly.
“Well then he’s DEFINATLY your type. Cute, sweet and smart, the whole package. That’s difficult to find in a guy. Hold onto him!”
I sigh. “We haven’t even gone out yet. Though he did say he’d call me tonight.”
They break out into another squeal.
“We’ll help anda pick out a tanggal outfit.” Tara tells me. “This is going to be so much fun!”
They pull me into every store we pass, and I nearly drown in the amount of clothes they insist I try on. All I can think is that this is going to be a long afternoon.
“Wow. This is the one. THE outfit.” Tara says, looking me over.
I have to admit, I look good. The red cami I had just tried on with the detailing at the puncak, atas is classy and flirty, but not slutty. The black cardigan and dark wash jeans give the outfit a slightly lebih casual look, just right for a first date. And I have just the shoes at halaman awal to match.
“This is awesome! We should go to Abercrombie now.” Becky suggests.
“Really? I’m hungry. Let’s go to the food court.” Tara points out.
“Let’s get our shopping done first, it makes lebih sense.”
“Yeah, but then we have to lug extra bags to the food court, which will take up lebih room.”
“We might not buy anything, and if we do, it’ll only be a bag atau two. anda can get a pretzel to hold anda off till then.”
“But anda cant go into any of the stores with food! I’ll miss out on all of the stores! And I’m STARVING!”
“Well you’re just gonna have to hold off until we’re done shopping. I need a new sweater, and I saw the cutest one at Aber-”
“You and your stupid sweaters!”
As the two of them bickered, I stared at myself in the mirror, angling myself this way and that. I did look good, and I was going out with a cute, smart and sweet Cresentview boy.
Duncan who?
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