A/N: So the chapter title has NOTHING to do with this story. Sorry ;) but the return is of moi! my computer broke down but it is better now :) (man, i NEED to get a new computer...) so um... enjoy!
Courtney's P.O.V.
"COOOUUURRRTNEEEYYY!" my mom called from our attic. "Where is your helmet!?" I rolled my eyes.
"How am I supposed to know!?" I yelled back. "I haven't seen it since I was six!"
"You are not making this easy for me, Courtney! Can you please help me find it!?"
I glanced over at my dad, who was putting my old boots in the trunk. Any idiot would know that they were about six sizes too small.
"I am acctually halping dad put the stuff in the trunk!" I yell up the stairs.
"No your not!" I hear my dad shout from the car.
"Sweetie, can you please help me find it?" my mom begged. I groaned and sauntered upstairs.
"Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?" my little sister, Charlise (we call her Cookie), kept on asking and asking and ASKING eagerly.
"Not yet," my mom calmly replied. Cookie groaned.
"But I wanna see the horsies!" she whined. Cookie picked up her riding helmet (which was once mine) and shoved it over her head.
"Where is everybody?" she asked and giggled. I merely piched the bridge of my nose and sighed.
"I've asked once, and I'll ask it again: Why are we staying here?" I breathed.
"We haven't seen Inez in a long time. You remember Inez, right? Your old horseback riding instructor?" I nodded. Come to think of it, I missed Inez. She was so funny and she could really connect to me. My mom continued.
"Plus, we found out that there is a summer program where you can stay at the ranch and spend your summer there. It sounds like fun!"
I moaned. "So we are staying here for the whole summer?" I asked.
"Yes, Courtney. That is why we made you pack a lot." My dad answered. I slumped in my seat and stared out the window for a few minutes.
"Here we are, family! Carousel Ranch!" my dad announced. Cookie bounced in her seat and pressed her face against the glass window.
Our car rolled under a huge arch that had the words "Carousel Ranch" painted in old, blue paint.
This is going to be a looooong summer...
Courtney's P.O.V.
"COOOUUURRRTNEEEYYY!" my mom called from our attic. "Where is your helmet!?" I rolled my eyes.
"How am I supposed to know!?" I yelled back. "I haven't seen it since I was six!"
"You are not making this easy for me, Courtney! Can you please help me find it!?"
I glanced over at my dad, who was putting my old boots in the trunk. Any idiot would know that they were about six sizes too small.
"I am acctually halping dad put the stuff in the trunk!" I yell up the stairs.
"No your not!" I hear my dad shout from the car.
"Sweetie, can you please help me find it?" my mom begged. I groaned and sauntered upstairs.
"Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?" my little sister, Charlise (we call her Cookie), kept on asking and asking and ASKING eagerly.
"Not yet," my mom calmly replied. Cookie groaned.
"But I wanna see the horsies!" she whined. Cookie picked up her riding helmet (which was once mine) and shoved it over her head.
"Where is everybody?" she asked and giggled. I merely piched the bridge of my nose and sighed.
"I've asked once, and I'll ask it again: Why are we staying here?" I breathed.
"We haven't seen Inez in a long time. You remember Inez, right? Your old horseback riding instructor?" I nodded. Come to think of it, I missed Inez. She was so funny and she could really connect to me. My mom continued.
"Plus, we found out that there is a summer program where you can stay at the ranch and spend your summer there. It sounds like fun!"
I moaned. "So we are staying here for the whole summer?" I asked.
"Yes, Courtney. That is why we made you pack a lot." My dad answered. I slumped in my seat and stared out the window for a few minutes.
"Here we are, family! Carousel Ranch!" my dad announced. Cookie bounced in her seat and pressed her face against the glass window.
Our car rolled under a huge arch that had the words "Carousel Ranch" painted in old, blue paint.
This is going to be a looooong summer...
Courtney's POV
I was sitting i Duncan's car, looking out from the tinted windows, hearing the rain fall from the grey clouds.
"How much time have we been driving?" i asked.
"About 10 minutes, we are there in 3 minutes"
"Okay"
Argh i could'nt wait for so long! I just wanted to come home with Duncan and relax.
We finaly arrived at my house, and i unlockd the door, and saw Bridgette and Geoff ake out AGAIN! It was driving me crazy!
I ran up to my room, packed my stuff (or what i need of my stuff, and ran down stairs again.
"Hey Court, where are you going?" Bridgette asked.
"I'm gonna live with Dunacen for a while. When are you 2 going to buy an apartment?"
I was sitting i Duncan's car, looking out from the tinted windows, hearing the rain fall from the grey clouds.
"How much time have we been driving?" i asked.
"About 10 minutes, we are there in 3 minutes"
"Okay"
Argh i could'nt wait for so long! I just wanted to come home with Duncan and relax.
We finaly arrived at my house, and i unlockd the door, and saw Bridgette and Geoff ake out AGAIN! It was driving me crazy!
I ran up to my room, packed my stuff (or what i need of my stuff, and ran down stairs again.
"Hey Court, where are you going?" Bridgette asked.
"I'm gonna live with Dunacen for a while. When are you 2 going to buy an apartment?"
Gwen pov
I can't believe it. that narcicist(a/n:Is that how you spell it?)is bringing us back to that stupid show that brought way to much drama for anyone to handle? This is complete bull crap.
"We aren't going to this thing are we?"
"It says if we don't then the producers will force us to go."
"Awww crap, what are we gonna do now Duncan?"
"I don't know, should we move out."
"No way, I love this little apartment, why don't we just go to this reunion and get it over with and then come home."
"But what if Chris Mclame tries to put us up in another season of total drama hell."
"Then we'll just have to escape somehow."
"How? they'll eventually find us and take us back there."
"Don't worry, we'll think of something."
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I'm sorry this part is kind of boring, but don't worry, the next part will be better.
update soon.
Oh ya, I see people say this all the time and I want to do it
I don't own tdi/a/wt/r or any of the characters.
I can't believe it. that narcicist(a/n:Is that how you spell it?)is bringing us back to that stupid show that brought way to much drama for anyone to handle? This is complete bull crap.
"We aren't going to this thing are we?"
"It says if we don't then the producers will force us to go."
"Awww crap, what are we gonna do now Duncan?"
"I don't know, should we move out."
"No way, I love this little apartment, why don't we just go to this reunion and get it over with and then come home."
"But what if Chris Mclame tries to put us up in another season of total drama hell."
"Then we'll just have to escape somehow."
"How? they'll eventually find us and take us back there."
"Don't worry, we'll think of something."
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I'm sorry this part is kind of boring, but don't worry, the next part will be better.
update soon.
Oh ya, I see people say this all the time and I want to do it
I don't own tdi/a/wt/r or any of the characters.
