~COURTNEY'S POV~

I couldn't believe what was happening! Stupid Chris and stupid, bitchy Heather!

"Make me!" Heather screeched at Duncan.

"With pleasure!" Duncan yelled as he tried to get up feom his seat, but before he could kill Heather, i grabbed onto his shirt and pulled him back onto his seat.

"Why'd you do that for, babe?" Duncan whispered in my ear.

"I dont want you to get kicked off so soon, i want you here, need you here" i said with pleading eye's.

"Aw, you do care" Duncan said and kissed my nose.

What, not a real kiss?

"Awah, how touching, not!" Heather fake-vomited.

Right, thats it.

"Nooow, can i kill her?" Duncan bellowed. I still had hold of hus shirt.

I let go.

Duncan lunged at Heather but before he could strike her, even once, Chef caught him by the scruff of his collar.

"Boy, you wanna run laps around this plane?" Chef snarled and i could tell it was my que to intervene.

"No, he's calmed down now, haven't you?" i demanded.

"Yes, i've calmed down now" he replied as he sat down.