Bridgette`s POV:"I wonder where Duncan and Courtney are."I said."They are probably still working on Courtney to be herself o something."Geoff said."You know,you really shouldn`t have been so mean to Duncan.He can`t help that he maybe,oh,what`s the word?"I said."Weird?"Gwen asked."Strange?"Geoff asked."Creepy?Messed up?Punk?Love-struck over Courtney?"Trent asked."What do te mean Trent?Love-struck over Courtney?There is no way that Duncan can be love-struck over Courtney.Duncan doesn`t talk o let alone look at Courtney."I detto to Trent."Wanna bet?"Geoff,Trent,and Gwen detto together."I`m just worried about them."I said."Well there`s nothing to be worried about Bridge."Geoff said.I turned my head back toward the T.V. and wondered why Trent was so mean to Duncan."Why were te so mean to Duncan?"I asked Trent."Well,he`s weird,punk,love-struck over Courtney,has a bad attitude,all we`ve seen him do is eat,he never comes out of his room,and I can go on for days of telling te what`s wrong with him."Trent said."Sounds like someone is jealous."Geoff said."Oh no,you did not just say that Geoff."Gwen said.Gwen got up from where she was sitting on the floor and walked over to Geoff adn put her pale hand on his shoulder."Geoff,buddy,it was nice knowing you."Gwen said.Suddenly,Trent got up with an extremely mad look on his face."Duncan,Courtney,where are te guys?"I wondered.
Courtney`s POV:I woke up with the biggest headache ever.I looked around and saw a white room.Was I still dreaming?Was I dead?"Where am I?"I asked myself o anyone who was listening.I jerked up sweating like crazy.I felt my face and felt tears and a huge cloth on a part of my head.I didn`t remember anything.What am I doing here?Suddenly,a doctor walked in the room."What am I doing here?"I asked him."Ah,Ms.Stone,you`re awake and alive."he said.I looked behind me and saw nothing but a wall.No people who I thought he was talking to."Are te talking to me?"I asked him."Yes.Don`t te know who te are?"he asked.I shook my head slowly."You don`t remember anything do you?"he asked me.I shook my head slowly again."Can te try to remember?"he asked me.I tried to think and avvolgere my brain around the situation,but it was no use.I closed my eyes,let my head hang down and put my hands on the hospital bed.I tried to remember.Nothing.No memory."Uggggg!Thinking hurts!"I shouted.I felt my hands burning.I opened my eyes and looked at my hands.I screamed in pain as my hands burned."Here."the doctor said."This has been happening to te ever since you`ve arrived.Do te have any idea why?"he detto handing me a small bucket of water for my hands."No.I can`t remember anything."I said."Do te know Duncan Coleman.He has been asking for te for quite some time now."I think."I said."I`ll go get him then."the doctor said.I felt my head once più just to make sure it wasn`t a dream.Nope.I still felt the cloth as well as the pain.After a minute,the doctor and a punk came in."Courtney!You`re okay!"the punk detto hugging me."Do I know you?"I asked the punk."What?"he asked."I don`t seem to remember you."I said."You`re joking,right?"he asked."Courtney Stone,you better be messing with me."the punk said."Sadly,I`m not."I said."Now,Ms.Stone,do te recall being shot with an arrow?"the doctor asked.I shook my head."Courtney Lee Stone we`ve known each other before kindergarten.We`ve always been the best of friends,well in some state.Don`t te remember me?I`m Duncan Coleman.Duncan Coleman.Remember the name?"the punk detto in a worried tone."Not really.I wish I could remember te due to you`re pleading,but I just don`t remember you."I said.The punk stood up off his knees and said,"Well,I`ve tried.And if te don`t remember,then,that`s fine with me."he detto with tears in his eyes and walked out.
Duncan`s POV:I couldn`t believe she didn`t remember me.Maybe if I had just had been a little noticeable to her o be nice to her,she would remember.I felt the anger fill in where the saddness should be.As I walked down the hospital hall and bumped into a woman about two years younger than me."Oh,I`m so sorry sir."she said.I looked at her name-tag as it read.'M.Coleman'.
"Marie?"I asked her.
Courtney`s POV:I woke up with the biggest headache ever.I looked around and saw a white room.Was I still dreaming?Was I dead?"Where am I?"I asked myself o anyone who was listening.I jerked up sweating like crazy.I felt my face and felt tears and a huge cloth on a part of my head.I didn`t remember anything.What am I doing here?Suddenly,a doctor walked in the room."What am I doing here?"I asked him."Ah,Ms.Stone,you`re awake and alive."he said.I looked behind me and saw nothing but a wall.No people who I thought he was talking to."Are te talking to me?"I asked him."Yes.Don`t te know who te are?"he asked.I shook my head slowly."You don`t remember anything do you?"he asked me.I shook my head slowly again."Can te try to remember?"he asked me.I tried to think and avvolgere my brain around the situation,but it was no use.I closed my eyes,let my head hang down and put my hands on the hospital bed.I tried to remember.Nothing.No memory."Uggggg!Thinking hurts!"I shouted.I felt my hands burning.I opened my eyes and looked at my hands.I screamed in pain as my hands burned."Here."the doctor said."This has been happening to te ever since you`ve arrived.Do te have any idea why?"he detto handing me a small bucket of water for my hands."No.I can`t remember anything."I said."Do te know Duncan Coleman.He has been asking for te for quite some time now."I think."I said."I`ll go get him then."the doctor said.I felt my head once più just to make sure it wasn`t a dream.Nope.I still felt the cloth as well as the pain.After a minute,the doctor and a punk came in."Courtney!You`re okay!"the punk detto hugging me."Do I know you?"I asked the punk."What?"he asked."I don`t seem to remember you."I said."You`re joking,right?"he asked."Courtney Stone,you better be messing with me."the punk said."Sadly,I`m not."I said."Now,Ms.Stone,do te recall being shot with an arrow?"the doctor asked.I shook my head."Courtney Lee Stone we`ve known each other before kindergarten.We`ve always been the best of friends,well in some state.Don`t te remember me?I`m Duncan Coleman.Duncan Coleman.Remember the name?"the punk detto in a worried tone."Not really.I wish I could remember te due to you`re pleading,but I just don`t remember you."I said.The punk stood up off his knees and said,"Well,I`ve tried.And if te don`t remember,then,that`s fine with me."he detto with tears in his eyes and walked out.
Duncan`s POV:I couldn`t believe she didn`t remember me.Maybe if I had just had been a little noticeable to her o be nice to her,she would remember.I felt the anger fill in where the saddness should be.As I walked down the hospital hall and bumped into a woman about two years younger than me."Oh,I`m so sorry sir."she said.I looked at her name-tag as it read.'M.Coleman'.
"Marie?"I asked her.
ciao everyone, im going to write a series and each of the chapters start with a line o two from a song!
"Just a small town girl, living in a lonely world, she took the midnight train going anywhere, just a city boy, born and raised in south detriot, he took the midnight train going anywhere."
The train makes a soft humming noise. I look up and see a light flickering. I look out the window and see the bright buildings. I sigh and take out my book.
"NEXT STOP! DETROIT!" a man over the speaker says. "Grr, this was supposed to be a non-stop train all the way to Chicago!" The Brunette yells.
A teen boy in ripped up clothes and a messed up green mowhawk walks onto the train and sits down across from the brunette.
To be continued...
So should i continue?
"Just a small town girl, living in a lonely world, she took the midnight train going anywhere, just a city boy, born and raised in south detriot, he took the midnight train going anywhere."
The train makes a soft humming noise. I look up and see a light flickering. I look out the window and see the bright buildings. I sigh and take out my book.
"NEXT STOP! DETROIT!" a man over the speaker says. "Grr, this was supposed to be a non-stop train all the way to Chicago!" The Brunette yells.
A teen boy in ripped up clothes and a messed up green mowhawk walks onto the train and sits down across from the brunette.
To be continued...
So should i continue?
