Courtney's POV:
"What do te mean Duncan quit, again!?" I detto to Chris as he was introducing our challenge.
"Courtney, he quit, that's all I am saying!" Chris sounded really annoyed then detto normally, "Guess where we're going!"
"Paris?! Vegas!? London!?" The city names came from everyone and ended with me saying, "Wawanakwa?"
"And Courtney get's the money, we're going back to good 'ol camp Wawanakwa!"
"Why Chris?" I asked.
"Nuh uh!" He detto as he ran onto the plane, everyone followed.
Our team had won that week and I went to the first class, and again the most ironic song was playing.
I miss those blue eyes
How te baciare me at night
I miss the way we sleep
Like there's no sunrise
Like the taste of your smile
I miss the way we breathe
But I never told you
What I should have said
No, I never told you
I just held it in
And now,
I miss everything about you
Can't believe that I still want you
And after all the things we've been through
I miss everything about you
Without you
I see your blue eyes
Everytime I close mine
te make it hard to see
Where I belong to
When I'm not around you
It's like I'm alone with me
But I never told you
What I should have said
No, I never told you
I just held it in
And now,
I miss everything about you
Can't believe that I still want you
And after all the things we've been through
I miss everything about you
Without you
But I never told you
What I should have said
No, I never told you
I just held it in
And now,
I miss everything about you
Can't believe that I still want you
And after all the things we've been through
I miss everything about you
Without you
I yelled at the radio, "STOP WITH THE IRONIC SONGS! OKAY I GET IT! I KNOW I MISS HIM JUST SHUT UP!"
I felt a hand hit my shoulder and it was Gwen, she said, "Courtney, stop thinking about him, he's...he's our past."
"You're right, I should just get over it."
She nodded grimly then we sat down on our way to Wawanakwa.
"What do te mean Duncan quit, again!?" I detto to Chris as he was introducing our challenge.
"Courtney, he quit, that's all I am saying!" Chris sounded really annoyed then detto normally, "Guess where we're going!"
"Paris?! Vegas!? London!?" The city names came from everyone and ended with me saying, "Wawanakwa?"
"And Courtney get's the money, we're going back to good 'ol camp Wawanakwa!"
"Why Chris?" I asked.
"Nuh uh!" He detto as he ran onto the plane, everyone followed.
Our team had won that week and I went to the first class, and again the most ironic song was playing.
I miss those blue eyes
How te baciare me at night
I miss the way we sleep
Like there's no sunrise
Like the taste of your smile
I miss the way we breathe
But I never told you
What I should have said
No, I never told you
I just held it in
And now,
I miss everything about you
Can't believe that I still want you
And after all the things we've been through
I miss everything about you
Without you
I see your blue eyes
Everytime I close mine
te make it hard to see
Where I belong to
When I'm not around you
It's like I'm alone with me
But I never told you
What I should have said
No, I never told you
I just held it in
And now,
I miss everything about you
Can't believe that I still want you
And after all the things we've been through
I miss everything about you
Without you
But I never told you
What I should have said
No, I never told you
I just held it in
And now,
I miss everything about you
Can't believe that I still want you
And after all the things we've been through
I miss everything about you
Without you
I yelled at the radio, "STOP WITH THE IRONIC SONGS! OKAY I GET IT! I KNOW I MISS HIM JUST SHUT UP!"
I felt a hand hit my shoulder and it was Gwen, she said, "Courtney, stop thinking about him, he's...he's our past."
"You're right, I should just get over it."
She nodded grimly then we sat down on our way to Wawanakwa.
(TDI, TDA and TDWT never happened)
I was toppled over da scrapbooks, ribbons, medaglie and a big canvas bag when I opened the closet door. What really caught my eye was the huge canvas sack that almost pulverized my leg. I wrenched myself out and pulled the bag over to my bed. I dug out my little sister's, Cookie's (her real name is Charlise), little plastic "Sheriff" badge and giggled. I placed it down and pulled out an unopened letter that I never have seen before. I opened and read it:
Dear Miss Courtney Langerak,
Thank te for help saving our ranch from MorcuCorp! We really appreciate your concern for all of the cavalli and the ranch. te are welcome to come here anytime!
From,
Vickie
Barry
Duncan
and the rest of Carousel Ranch!
I ran my fingers over the printed words, especially Duncan's. There was a picture in the envelope of me and Duncan. I now remember how we helped Carousel Ranch like it was yesterday...
I was toppled over da scrapbooks, ribbons, medaglie and a big canvas bag when I opened the closet door. What really caught my eye was the huge canvas sack that almost pulverized my leg. I wrenched myself out and pulled the bag over to my bed. I dug out my little sister's, Cookie's (her real name is Charlise), little plastic "Sheriff" badge and giggled. I placed it down and pulled out an unopened letter that I never have seen before. I opened and read it:
Dear Miss Courtney Langerak,
Thank te for help saving our ranch from MorcuCorp! We really appreciate your concern for all of the cavalli and the ranch. te are welcome to come here anytime!
From,
Vickie
Barry
Duncan
and the rest of Carousel Ranch!
I ran my fingers over the printed words, especially Duncan's. There was a picture in the envelope of me and Duncan. I now remember how we helped Carousel Ranch like it was yesterday...