Courtney's Pov. 
 Ice Cream. 
Chick Flicks. 
 1 Best friend. 
 What does this all add up too? Best get together ever. I Hogged down a big scoop of ice cream into my mouth and watched intently as Edward Cullen was just about to expose himself to the Humans. 
  "Gah!" Bridgette gasped. 
 Bella Swan had just stumbled into Edward's arms and pulled him into the dark corridor. 
   "Bella is so.. Wierd." She muttered. 
 "And, why is that?" I smirked. 
 She blushed a deep scarlet and scooped up a serving of Ice cream into her mouth. Ice cream falling out of the corners of her lips. 
   "Edham.. Smould eb weth mi.." She replied; muffled. 
Translation: Edward should be with me. 
 Oh. How I love the Twilight freaks.
I laughed and grabbed the remote; turning the screen off. Bridgette let out another gasp and glared at me. 
  "Hey!" 
 I rolled my eyes and told her to screw it. 
 She laughed and pulled out her spoon. Pink frozen ice cream dangling right in the center. Oh, crap. I ducked and ran into the kitchen; grabbing another tub of Ice cream with a ice cream scooper. 
  "Boo!" Then, I felt the cold treat fall onto my head. 
 I glanced up and saw Bridgette towering over me. Damn her tallness. I quickly latched the lid off the ice cream and swiveled up some ice cream; Throwing it onto her face. 
   "Aha!" I cheered. 
'The Only Exception' started to play before I could even drop another scoop onto my blonde friend. 
  I sighed and dropped the tub of ice cream on the floor. Yeah, I really don't care anymore. (A/N: She's loosened up hasn't she?) 
  "Hello?" I answered. And, Regretted answering at all. 
  "Princess?" 
 I could actually feel my heart break again, and again, and again. Dread filled the hollow spot in my chest. 
  I choked. 
 I looked over at Bridgette who was cleaning up the Ice cream liquid on the floor. 
   "Duncan..." I hissed. 
  "How have you been?" I could actually see him smirking through the phone.
   "Um, fine?" I bit my lip until it bled. 
  "Great. How about picking me up,?" He chuckled. "Im a little.. Hungover."  
 Anger filled me up faster than ever. My jaw tightened and my hands were now balled into fists. 
  "Um, Sure! I'd be glad too!" I replied sweetly, Also fakely. 
  "Really? Cool! Thanks.." Then, all I heard was the dial tone.
I immediately ran upstairs and pulled on the most tightest thing I've ever worn. Black skinny jeans, A Red tubetop with Black flats and a Leather jacket. 
  After all the makeup and straightening to myself, I zoomed down the stairs and grabbed Two spray cans From the garage. 
  
  "What are y-" She raises an eyebrow at my outfit. 
  "Duncan?" She smirked. 
I nodded and opened up the fridge; grabbing one dozen eggs. 
 Hmm... This ought to do the trick. 
I sneered to myself and imagined Duncan's reaction..