I Wanna Be Famous

[Duncan]

"Flirting with Trent now?" Dunca asked while smirking. "Didn't think he was your type."

Heather glared around at everyone before speaking. "And what type is he? A lowlife who's addicted to his guitar? In which case, what is her type? A lowlife who's addicted to fire? Personally, I don't see too much of a difference."

Duncan crossed his arms defiantly. "Actually, I'm pretty sure I'm not her type either. Her type is more like Alejandro or Justin."

[Courtney]

"You're disgusting." She said glaring at him. "It's called being civil something you would obviously know nothing about." She said. She wans't flirting with Trent! And if she was, it would just be to get Duncan jealous...though that plan faled the first time around, so she doubted it'd work with Trent. Whent he topic switched to her type she rolled her eyes.

"And for your information, I don't have a type. And if I did It'd obviously need some serious re-evaluating, as proved through my horrible relationship with you.

[Duncan]

"Whatever you say Princess," Duncan sighed. He sighed deeply and moved over to sit in the limited space left on the bench next to Courtney. He leaned over and whispered in her ear, knowing that it used to be one of the things she loved. "And I didn't think our relationship was all horrible."

[Trent]

Trent rolled his eyes at Duncan's comment but didn't try to argue with it. What would be the point in it? He shook his head but smiled at Courtney. "Illusions huh? That's really cool."

[Gwen]

Gwen kicked some dirt bellow her feet. Her fire was cool and all but illusions? That was sick. "So you could like make someone think their popular when their not?" Gwen said taking a glance at Heather then laughing.

Lindsay played with her hands as if they were puppets. She thought about Mr. Fuzzyboots. If she ever got a cat she decided she would name it Mr. Fuzzyboots the Second.

[Duncan]

Heather glared at the goth. "Oh, a-ha-ha-ha. You're so funny." She had to figure out a way to snap back, then she saw Duncan... "I can't help but notice that your... well, Duncan is still sitting next to Courtney. You might have lost your spot Gwen."

Duncan, noticing what she was talking about stood up instantly. "You don't even know what you're talking about Heather."

"I do know that you will chase after anything pretty. After all, you were hitting on me the second you saw me. That is, up until you were distracted with your princess."

[Gwen]

"And Im surprised we're the witches." Gwen said reffering to her and Courtney. "Anyone have any scissors? I think this girl needs a new look. Or maybe I can just burn it off?" Gwen suggested.

"Yeah and you took Mr. Fuzzyboots away." Lindsay said tapping her foot.

[Courtney]

Courteywas grateful for th efact that Duncan had gotten up. The damned punk knew just how to push her buttons. She fered if it eren't for Heather she might've shown just how much she did like that. "I'm not sure..." She said in response to Gwens comment. "But I do know that I could make someone walk off cliff without realiing it." she said glaring at the mean girl.

"As much as it pains me to say this Heather, he does have some standards. For intance, I think he has the common ense enough to stay away from you."

"Me too." She said "Ithink someone mixed up our powers." She finished chuckling at Gwen's comment bfore realizing just who she was. She then crossed her arms defiantly, as if that made up for her laughing.

[Duncan]

Duncan laughed, a genuine laugh, more than he had in a long time. "Oh, oh Courtney, do you really hate me and Gwen that much? You can't even 'act civil' around her." Duncan clutched his stomach and tried to calm down his laughter. He sighed heavily and was finished. "But that brings me to the fact that you can act civil around me. Why is that?"

[Courtney]

"I can act civil to whoever I want to." She said glaring at him. "Besides, I laughed didn't I." A lapse in judgement, but still a laugh. Truthfully i felt good to laugh with Gwen again, but the mexican girls stubborn natre refused to let her forgive either of them. She didn't care for one over the other, she was angry at them both the same. Though her bitterness towards Gwen was more because she thought they were friends than anything else. The only person she'd ever been friens with on the show was Bridgette and Duncan. She was never the most popular. But when WT rolled around Bridgette and Duncan were eliminated and Courtney had no-one until her connection with Gwen.

She had no-oe to blame but herself though. She should have know friends would only betray her in a game like that. She'd never make that mistake again.

"And Yes for the record, I do hate you that much. My hatred for Heather is just a little larger, thank you."

[Duncan]

"Oh sure sweet heart," Duncan scoffed, rolling his eyes. "I'll believe that, right after I get shoved out another plane." He glanced over at Heather who was getting thrashed way more than he was. He thought back to reasons for Courtney's behavior. He could never seem to figure it out. It was part of the reason he was glad they were over. But he was never throughly happy with that end. "Didn't Heather defend you when Tyler spilled his guts?"

[Courtney]

"Yeah...she's aso thegirl who whipped me, flirted with you while we were still together and voted with Gwen after saying she was going to voe with me." She said in a 'duh' tone. "Besides, Cody was siding wit Gwen and I wasn't about to turn to Sierra for confort, would you?" She asked raising an eyebrow.

"Besides, the show's over, I don't have to pretend to like anyone anymore, none of us do. So what's the point?" The prep was still being gaurded as usual, so she wasn't about to admit anyone she liked throughout the show was anything real.

[Duncan]

Duncan faked being shot through the heart. "That hurts Courtney. Pretend? Ouch." Duncan fell to the ground and faked being passed out. He knew Courtney wouldn't fall for it but he was hoping for some kind of reaction. He remembered the time he fell through a trap door and Courtney rushed off to try to help her "Dunkey".

[Trent]

Trent listened to the arguing for awhile, it was odd but it reminded him of being back on the show. Though it was mainly Heather that was getting on his nerves. "Hey, Heather, anyone ever tell you that you really act like someone shoved a stick up your butt?" he asked. "because if they haven't then they are really scared of you."

[Heather]

"Wow, you all need to get a life check or something," Heather hissed. For lack of anything better to do she transformed back into her cat form. She slinked around Duncan's ankles hoping to bother the crud out of him. However, she stopped when he threatened to kick her. She moved on to Courtney. She rubbed up against her ankles. Everyone knew Courtney was ticklish. It was all just a matter of how much fur it took to tickle her ankles to the point of insanity.