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I loved Camp Wawanawkwa. Not because it was for challenges, that part sucked. Chris and the other campers sucked too. But there was one person who I couldn’t scare, and who hated my guts.
Courtney.
She was the only person who didn’t care that I could beat her up. Not that I’d want to. For one thing, she was a girl. And for another thing, she was gorgeous. The more she hated me, the more I liked her. And I knew she liked me back. She just wouldn’t admit it. Strangely, that’s why I loved this crappy summer camp. Cause I had Courtney to make things challenging and fun.
She might be a bit bratty, and clean and somewhat of a spoiled princess, but that’s what I loved about her. She was my exact opposite. If we ever got together, we’d be the perfect ying-yang couple. But that won’t happen unless I can get her to admit her love for me. If there was any, of course. I could just be overconfident.
….Nah. She liked me.
I’m getting tired of thinking about her. I think I’ll sit on the porch outside the cabins.
It’s nice outside, and I need the fresh air. There’s no challenge today, so I have time to relax. But speak of the devil and he shall appear. And who walked out but….
Yup. Courtney.
Awesome. This was my daily chance to mess with her. So when she saw me, I smiled and said, “hey, princess. Can’t stay away, I see.” she frowned. “Ugh. I’m not in the mood, Duncan. Go away.” She gestured to the forest as she said this. But I wasn’t listening to that.
“Aww, what’s wrong?” I said in a mock-caring voice. But honestly, I really did care. She sighed. “Nothing really. Just a little homesick, I guess.” She said. she looked down as she said this, and now I really REALLY cared. You see what she does to me? This girl drives me crazy.
I shrugged. “I don’t miss home. As a matter of fact, I couldn’t be happier that I’m away. My whole family hates me.” This was true. Sad, but true. My being a delinquent shattered the family reputation as police officers. So my parents didn’t exactly thank me for that.
Courtney looked up, her onyx eyes surprised. “Really? I know you’re an obnoxious pig and all, but your own family can’t hate you.” She said matter-of-factly.
I turned to face her. “Wrong, princess. My Juvenile record is a mile long, probably, and my parents, being police officers, don’t exactly honor me for it. But who would? It’s not like anyone cares about me.” I said indifferently. I was hoping she’d finally say something.
Courtney looked shocked at this. Her face showed all signs of sympathy. But she said nothing. So I turned away again, thoroughly upset.
Then I heard a noise. Courtney was speaking. But the words were inaudible because she was speaking below a whisper. I looked back at her. Her eyes were facing downward and her cheeks were bright red. I knew what she said, but I had to actually hear it. So I asked, “What was that? Didn’t quite catch it.” She looked back up and spoke louder, but still really quietly. And I just heard what she said:
“I care about you.”
And then she ran straight for the forest.
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I ran for the woods and sat next to a tree. There I sat down and cried for God knows why and how long.
It was embarrassing, saying those words aloud to him. Did he have to say that no one cared? I’m not the type of person who can just walk away from that. I had to say something. So I did.
But did he have to hear it?
He made things so damn complicated for me. One minute he was an annoying delinquent and the next he was, well, nice. I put my head in my lap. Those teal blue eyes of his melted me. He was strong and independent. His piercings just added to him in a positive way. They added to his….mystique. Over and over he says he likes me. And over and over I deny him.
I feel like such a bitch. Why do I do this to him and me? I confuse us both.
I think it’s because I’m afraid. Afraid of what others will think if an over-achiever like me dates a delinquent like him. Afraid of what my parents will think. Afraid of him.
Afraid of loving him.
I feel like screaming. Total Drama Island sucked from the start, but now it’s just plain crappy. I lifted my head up. I heard footsteps. Oh, no, is it- A voice interrupted my thoughts.
“Princess?”
I loved Camp Wawanawkwa. Not because it was for challenges, that part sucked. Chris and the other campers sucked too. But there was one person who I couldn’t scare, and who hated my guts.
Courtney.
She was the only person who didn’t care that I could beat her up. Not that I’d want to. For one thing, she was a girl. And for another thing, she was gorgeous. The more she hated me, the more I liked her. And I knew she liked me back. She just wouldn’t admit it. Strangely, that’s why I loved this crappy summer camp. Cause I had Courtney to make things challenging and fun.
She might be a bit bratty, and clean and somewhat of a spoiled princess, but that’s what I loved about her. She was my exact opposite. If we ever got together, we’d be the perfect ying-yang couple. But that won’t happen unless I can get her to admit her love for me. If there was any, of course. I could just be overconfident.
….Nah. She liked me.
I’m getting tired of thinking about her. I think I’ll sit on the porch outside the cabins.
It’s nice outside, and I need the fresh air. There’s no challenge today, so I have time to relax. But speak of the devil and he shall appear. And who walked out but….
Yup. Courtney.
Awesome. This was my daily chance to mess with her. So when she saw me, I smiled and said, “hey, princess. Can’t stay away, I see.” she frowned. “Ugh. I’m not in the mood, Duncan. Go away.” She gestured to the forest as she said this. But I wasn’t listening to that.
“Aww, what’s wrong?” I said in a mock-caring voice. But honestly, I really did care. She sighed. “Nothing really. Just a little homesick, I guess.” She said. she looked down as she said this, and now I really REALLY cared. You see what she does to me? This girl drives me crazy.
I shrugged. “I don’t miss home. As a matter of fact, I couldn’t be happier that I’m away. My whole family hates me.” This was true. Sad, but true. My being a delinquent shattered the family reputation as police officers. So my parents didn’t exactly thank me for that.
Courtney looked up, her onyx eyes surprised. “Really? I know you’re an obnoxious pig and all, but your own family can’t hate you.” She said matter-of-factly.
I turned to face her. “Wrong, princess. My Juvenile record is a mile long, probably, and my parents, being police officers, don’t exactly honor me for it. But who would? It’s not like anyone cares about me.” I said indifferently. I was hoping she’d finally say something.
Courtney looked shocked at this. Her face showed all signs of sympathy. But she said nothing. So I turned away again, thoroughly upset.
Then I heard a noise. Courtney was speaking. But the words were inaudible because she was speaking below a whisper. I looked back at her. Her eyes were facing downward and her cheeks were bright red. I knew what she said, but I had to actually hear it. So I asked, “What was that? Didn’t quite catch it.” She looked back up and spoke louder, but still really quietly. And I just heard what she said:
“I care about you.”
And then she ran straight for the forest.
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I ran for the woods and sat next to a tree. There I sat down and cried for God knows why and how long.
It was embarrassing, saying those words aloud to him. Did he have to say that no one cared? I’m not the type of person who can just walk away from that. I had to say something. So I did.
But did he have to hear it?
He made things so damn complicated for me. One minute he was an annoying delinquent and the next he was, well, nice. I put my head in my lap. Those teal blue eyes of his melted me. He was strong and independent. His piercings just added to him in a positive way. They added to his….mystique. Over and over he says he likes me. And over and over I deny him.
I feel like such a bitch. Why do I do this to him and me? I confuse us both.
I think it’s because I’m afraid. Afraid of what others will think if an over-achiever like me dates a delinquent like him. Afraid of what my parents will think. Afraid of him.
Afraid of loving him.
I feel like screaming. Total Drama Island sucked from the start, but now it’s just plain crappy. I lifted my head up. I heard footsteps. Oh, no, is it- A voice interrupted my thoughts.
“Princess?”
