This is just an enlightening little articolo I decided to write. Set after "2008: A spazio Owen."
(Courtney's POV)
I felt guilt and something else in me as I tossed and turned in my bunk. Then I figured what it was.
Frustration. I was a good person, couldn't anyone see that? I knew, I sometimes acted like a total jerk, but I couldn't help it!
I wish someone knew the real me, but like that was ever going to happen!
There was almost no one who really understood me. Well, there was my friend/lawyer, Michael, a few Friends back home. Sure, I was popolare at school, but I was smart enough to figure it was because people were scared of me.
Oh, it felt good on TDI, to find a perfect (or not so perfect) match for me, and I really did miss my Duncan.
I knew I never let it show, but I was a softie inside. Just... insecure.
Maybe that was why. Why I acted like a total %$#&@ these days.
I felt bad for Duncan when he Lost his pet spider, I mean, come on! He was so attached to that thing.
That was why I felt so... glad when I saw that foto of me. The one that was presented to me…? In the spazio thing…? That really reminded me of who I was.
o at least... who I thought I was.
I knew I had two different sides. The caring, compassionate side, and the fierce, jerk-y, crazy side.
I didn't know which was the real me.
***
Think about it, Courtney.
Aaaargh. I was SICK of hearing that little voice in me. Sick, sick, totally, fully sick.
Is it true? Think about it...
Double aaaargh. I decided I would "think about it," anything to shut that stupid little voice up!
I was in my rosa nightgown, so I threw my preferito grey camicia over, and put on my green pants.
Why I was so attached to that outfit? Well. That was the same outfit I'd worn when I'd been announced Student Council President.
I slipped on my shoes and walked out of the cabin.
I walked along to the bridge. I loved that place. The place where Duncan had announced he liked me. In a weird, sorta awkward kind of way. With Gwen. Stars. Staring. Mentioned me…
The wind blew più and più as I advanced towards the bridge. What, was there some weird Wind Goddess trying to keep me from getting there?
Don’t be ridiculous, Courtney.
But that wasn't the real weird thing.
I saw a shape, standing with one elbow on the bridge railing. He was muttering to himself.
"... what have I become? I didn't mean for it all to turn out like this. I'm sorry."
Who was this? I realized he had a beautiful voice, as low and lovely as Duncan's.
A flitter flitted in my heart. And despite myself, I smiled.
"I'd better go back. I guess. I just wish everything would be right between us." I saw him shift. He was turning towards me.
And that's when I realized it. His blue eyes, that were the exact same color as an afternoon sky. I saw a bright flash of green.
Oh, CRUD! I thought. This was Duncan.
(Duncan's POV)
I saw a couple of brown hair strands flowing neatly in the air. There was a girl in front of me, a girl who had lovely brown hair, like... like...
Like Courtney's.
I stepped forward. I was surprised to find Courtney staring up at me. Her pretty black eyes, which I'd always admired, shone back.
"Courtney...?" I managed to whisper.
"Duncan." She whispered back. "It's you."
"Uhhh, yeah." I stared at her. "Why are you... what are te doing here?"
"I could ask te the same thing." She lifted her chin. "What were te muttering about?"
"You heard me? How did te know... it was me?"
She giggled her sweet giggle. "Because of your voice." She twirled her hair.
"My... what?!"
"Your voice. It's so lovely. I... I Amore it."
I felt my cuore swell. "Thank you. And Princess, I really am sorry... for all that I said... I mean done, I mean..."
I couldn't believe this was happening. The same girl who had wrestled me and won was here. And... this was the real Courtney.
(Courtney's POV)
Princess. He called me Princess! I felt like squealing.
But... suddenly a wave of guilt swept the happiness away. He was sorry? I was the horrible one. He didn't do anything to me. If it weren't for me...
I shook my head. "No..." I choked. "It was all my fault. I was horrible. But I've changed now. I really have."
I was crying now. What if... he didn't Amore me anymore? I couldn’t manage that…
"Princess..." He shook his head, as if giving up on words. "It's all right. It really is." He half-smiled. "How about we start over?"
For a secondo I couldn't believe it. This gorgeous boy was offering to forgive me. After... everything.
"Thank you." I smiled.
Duncan reached up and brushed away my tears. "There. Now are te okay, Princess?"
"Yes," I answered truthfully, "but I just feel so bad about doing all that to you. Do te really...?"
I couldn't bring myself to say it. I tried to grab back some of aggressive Courtney and throw away the caring Courtney, but I couldn't.
"Forgive you?" He let out an exasperated sigh. "Yes. I Amore you, Princess. I really do."
My cuore felt like it would jump. I didn’t do anything… I couldn’t do anything, but baciare him.
He seemed surprised at first, but then he kissed me back.
Then Teasing Duncan was back. “Wow Courtney, te sure have become a softie. Maybe I should call you…”
I swatted him. I pretended to be annoyed at his teasing, when I really enjoyed it all.
Then I thought of something else. I looked at Duncan; his eyes were wide.
Apparently, he was thinking the same thing.
(Duncan’s POV)
“Court… should we… I mean… tell anyone else… te know… do you… I mean…?”
I don’t know what happened to me. I was staring at her eyes, and I Lost control of myself.
What the heck had I become, a lovesick puppy?!
“We’ve got to. Because if we don’t then they’ll think we have an alliance and I can’t fight against te anymore… hey, maybe we should form an alliance…?” Courtney regarded me hopefully.
I hated myself for saying this. “No.” I detto it softly but firmly, with emotions mostrare in my voice.
Courtney looked hurt. “B-but…” Why?
“No.” I turned into fierce Duncan for a second. “Did te hear me…? Listen!”
Her eyes filled with tears. I felt a low pang inside me. I switched back into Soft Duncan.
“I’m sorry. It’s just because… well, once people realize we’ve gotten back together, they’ll vote us off one da one. That’s how it always is.”
“Alright,” she said, reluctantly.
“Thank you, Courtney.” My cuore felt so full; so… well, I realized there was no correct word for this. It was satisfying. Overwhelming. Thrilling.
“Um… you’re welcome.” She grinned. “I Amore you.”
“I do, too,” I replied. “And I will, forever.”
And I would. But this was just a little part of our ‘forever’.
***
Wellllll, I’m sorry if I made it sound too much like the ending of Twilight {Breaking Dawn}. But still! Please tell me how I can improve, since I would Amore to become a writer X3
And, TALK TO ME. I’m really bored these days. And my other account is “Kiyurie”. Uh, message me!
(Courtney's POV)
I felt guilt and something else in me as I tossed and turned in my bunk. Then I figured what it was.
Frustration. I was a good person, couldn't anyone see that? I knew, I sometimes acted like a total jerk, but I couldn't help it!
I wish someone knew the real me, but like that was ever going to happen!
There was almost no one who really understood me. Well, there was my friend/lawyer, Michael, a few Friends back home. Sure, I was popolare at school, but I was smart enough to figure it was because people were scared of me.
Oh, it felt good on TDI, to find a perfect (or not so perfect) match for me, and I really did miss my Duncan.
I knew I never let it show, but I was a softie inside. Just... insecure.
Maybe that was why. Why I acted like a total %$#&@ these days.
I felt bad for Duncan when he Lost his pet spider, I mean, come on! He was so attached to that thing.
That was why I felt so... glad when I saw that foto of me. The one that was presented to me…? In the spazio thing…? That really reminded me of who I was.
o at least... who I thought I was.
I knew I had two different sides. The caring, compassionate side, and the fierce, jerk-y, crazy side.
I didn't know which was the real me.
***
Think about it, Courtney.
Aaaargh. I was SICK of hearing that little voice in me. Sick, sick, totally, fully sick.
Is it true? Think about it...
Double aaaargh. I decided I would "think about it," anything to shut that stupid little voice up!
I was in my rosa nightgown, so I threw my preferito grey camicia over, and put on my green pants.
Why I was so attached to that outfit? Well. That was the same outfit I'd worn when I'd been announced Student Council President.
I slipped on my shoes and walked out of the cabin.
I walked along to the bridge. I loved that place. The place where Duncan had announced he liked me. In a weird, sorta awkward kind of way. With Gwen. Stars. Staring. Mentioned me…
The wind blew più and più as I advanced towards the bridge. What, was there some weird Wind Goddess trying to keep me from getting there?
Don’t be ridiculous, Courtney.
But that wasn't the real weird thing.
I saw a shape, standing with one elbow on the bridge railing. He was muttering to himself.
"... what have I become? I didn't mean for it all to turn out like this. I'm sorry."
Who was this? I realized he had a beautiful voice, as low and lovely as Duncan's.
A flitter flitted in my heart. And despite myself, I smiled.
"I'd better go back. I guess. I just wish everything would be right between us." I saw him shift. He was turning towards me.
And that's when I realized it. His blue eyes, that were the exact same color as an afternoon sky. I saw a bright flash of green.
Oh, CRUD! I thought. This was Duncan.
(Duncan's POV)
I saw a couple of brown hair strands flowing neatly in the air. There was a girl in front of me, a girl who had lovely brown hair, like... like...
Like Courtney's.
I stepped forward. I was surprised to find Courtney staring up at me. Her pretty black eyes, which I'd always admired, shone back.
"Courtney...?" I managed to whisper.
"Duncan." She whispered back. "It's you."
"Uhhh, yeah." I stared at her. "Why are you... what are te doing here?"
"I could ask te the same thing." She lifted her chin. "What were te muttering about?"
"You heard me? How did te know... it was me?"
She giggled her sweet giggle. "Because of your voice." She twirled her hair.
"My... what?!"
"Your voice. It's so lovely. I... I Amore it."
I felt my cuore swell. "Thank you. And Princess, I really am sorry... for all that I said... I mean done, I mean..."
I couldn't believe this was happening. The same girl who had wrestled me and won was here. And... this was the real Courtney.
(Courtney's POV)
Princess. He called me Princess! I felt like squealing.
But... suddenly a wave of guilt swept the happiness away. He was sorry? I was the horrible one. He didn't do anything to me. If it weren't for me...
I shook my head. "No..." I choked. "It was all my fault. I was horrible. But I've changed now. I really have."
I was crying now. What if... he didn't Amore me anymore? I couldn’t manage that…
"Princess..." He shook his head, as if giving up on words. "It's all right. It really is." He half-smiled. "How about we start over?"
For a secondo I couldn't believe it. This gorgeous boy was offering to forgive me. After... everything.
"Thank you." I smiled.
Duncan reached up and brushed away my tears. "There. Now are te okay, Princess?"
"Yes," I answered truthfully, "but I just feel so bad about doing all that to you. Do te really...?"
I couldn't bring myself to say it. I tried to grab back some of aggressive Courtney and throw away the caring Courtney, but I couldn't.
"Forgive you?" He let out an exasperated sigh. "Yes. I Amore you, Princess. I really do."
My cuore felt like it would jump. I didn’t do anything… I couldn’t do anything, but baciare him.
He seemed surprised at first, but then he kissed me back.
Then Teasing Duncan was back. “Wow Courtney, te sure have become a softie. Maybe I should call you…”
I swatted him. I pretended to be annoyed at his teasing, when I really enjoyed it all.
Then I thought of something else. I looked at Duncan; his eyes were wide.
Apparently, he was thinking the same thing.
(Duncan’s POV)
“Court… should we… I mean… tell anyone else… te know… do you… I mean…?”
I don’t know what happened to me. I was staring at her eyes, and I Lost control of myself.
What the heck had I become, a lovesick puppy?!
“We’ve got to. Because if we don’t then they’ll think we have an alliance and I can’t fight against te anymore… hey, maybe we should form an alliance…?” Courtney regarded me hopefully.
I hated myself for saying this. “No.” I detto it softly but firmly, with emotions mostrare in my voice.
Courtney looked hurt. “B-but…” Why?
“No.” I turned into fierce Duncan for a second. “Did te hear me…? Listen!”
Her eyes filled with tears. I felt a low pang inside me. I switched back into Soft Duncan.
“I’m sorry. It’s just because… well, once people realize we’ve gotten back together, they’ll vote us off one da one. That’s how it always is.”
“Alright,” she said, reluctantly.
“Thank you, Courtney.” My cuore felt so full; so… well, I realized there was no correct word for this. It was satisfying. Overwhelming. Thrilling.
“Um… you’re welcome.” She grinned. “I Amore you.”
“I do, too,” I replied. “And I will, forever.”
And I would. But this was just a little part of our ‘forever’.
***
Wellllll, I’m sorry if I made it sound too much like the ending of Twilight {Breaking Dawn}. But still! Please tell me how I can improve, since I would Amore to become a writer X3
And, TALK TO ME. I’m really bored these days. And my other account is “Kiyurie”. Uh, message me!
