Finding my way again is a rewrite of my original story Finding my way. I wrote it when I was fifteen any let's just say my writing style wasn't fully developed at the time. Personally, it is one of my favorite stories on my profile, the writing style is cringe though xD So this will be based on that story, some things will stay the same and some things will change! Thank you for reading after all of these years and no matter if the series is popular or not, I do enjoy having my creative outlet still! Thank you for listening to my rambles. Now onto the story! – Love tdifreak55

Duncan's POV

Sitting in the airplane sipping on a mocktail while everyone else is running around in Egypt, I know I made the right choice. After two hours of being on top of a fucking pyramid in Egypt, in the scorching heat listening to my girlfriend Courtney and my best friend Gwen fight over anything and everything, I am fucking done. I just told Chris that I quit. I cannot take it anymore. After almost three years of this bullshit I cannot do it. I absolutely have to get away from the fucking hellhole. I don't know why I signed up to do this shit again. I guess I was just glad that I could be around my girlfriend and my friends again, but from the second we got on the plane Courtney has been up my ass about hanging around Gwen. Yeah, I saw her blog, she called me hot. So what, Gwen was just stating a fact. It's not like I haven't noticed Gwen is attractive either. My eyes widen and I start choking on my drink. "Oh fuck. I just thought of Gwen as attractive." I haven't really ever thought much about us, I mean I have, I guess. I can't deny she has a nice body, and most importantly I enjoy being around her. I gulp down the last of my drink.

"I'm in fucking trouble, aren't I." I mumble under my breath.

Gwen's POV

I'm glad we won and everything, but it just feels wrong knowing Duncan quit because of Courtney and I fighting like stupid bitches. It's just she annoys the absolute fuck out of me! I get it, I called her boyfriend hot. Get over it! It's not like I'm trying to steal him, I know he loves her and I have no chance so there is literally no reason she needs to treat me like I'm gum on the bottom of her stupid wedges. I sigh as we all trudge back towards the plane.

"Chris couldn't have given us some ATV's to make it back to the plane." I groan.

"I know right. For once Gwen, I actually agree with you." Courtney says.

"I still cannot believe Duncan quit. This is going to be such a hot post on my blog." The new girl Sierra said clapping and Courtney gives her the signature "Gwen glare" as I like to call it.

"Don't remind me, Sierra. I'm sure once I talk some sense into him, he will rejoin the competition!" Courtney smirks. "I have my ways of persuading him." I roll my eyes and cross my arms as we keep walking.

"He sure seemed like he was serious, though." Cody piped.

"Yes, yes he did." I agreed. Cody looked so happy I acknowledge what he said, and Sierra just looked pissed.

"Well I know him better than anyone here. I'm sure I can get him to do what I want him to do." Courtney held those words longer looking at me as she said them.

"You think you know him so well; you don't know what all we've talked about…" I think quietly to myself.

I see the plane finally coming into sight; thank God. For once, I'm happy we're about to board this metal death trap. Courtney starts running towards the plane, obviously going to talk to Duncan. I don't even want to do this anymore, if I have to be on a team with her, I think I might lose my mind. I stop walking as I feel tears start to sting my eyes, and it has nothing to do with this dry desert sand blowing in my face either.

"Gwen?" Bridgette puts her hand on my shoulder. "Are you ok?"

"I'm fine, Bridgette, I'm fine."

"You know just as well as I do, no you're not. LeShawna!"

"Bridge!" I groan. "I'm fine I don't need you guys to worry about me."
"Girl, I know you're goth, but we're your friends! It's that scrawny boy isn't it?" I glance around, thank God everyone else walked ahead of us. It's just us three in the back.

"Maybe, so?"

"Gwen, you cannot let Duncan or Courtney get to you like this." LeShawna says.

"I know you like him, remember? I know." Bridgette whispers.

"Yeah, again, thank you for making sure Geoff didn't ask if I liked Duncan as more than a friend…otherwise I'd be dead under an anvil or a certain CIT murdering me." I groan and hit myself in the head with my hand. "I don't know how I let this happen."

"We can't help who we love, sugar." LeShawna laughs. "I never thought I'd be dating a white red head and here we are."

"Just please, be careful." Bridgette cautions me. "If Courtney acts like that to someone she loves, imagine what she does to someone she hates. Especially, if they steal Duncan from her."
"I'm not trying to, Bridgette! You're acting like I'm doing this on purpose and I'm not!"

"You're still friends with him…you might need to back off…just a little."

"Don't you get it Bridge? I can't do that either. What if that makes it worse. To be honest I don't think I can. It doesn't matter right now anymore, anyways. He quit, he's gone. I can't exactly be buddy buddy with him when he isn't even going to be here!"

"Point taken." Bridgette shrugs.

"Remember Gwen, keep your friends close, and your enemies closer." LeShawna says. We finally get into the plane just to see Duncan and Courtney in the middle of a big fight.

"I already fucking told you Courtney, I'm leaving! There is nothing you can do that is going to change my mind about this!" He storms off towards the back, and Courtney screams and stomps her foot like a toddler when their mother will not give them a piece of candy. Classic.

"He won't fucking budge!" Courtney screeches. "Can you believe that Gwen?" I shrug,

"I don't know why you'd be asking me if I believe it or not. Earlier you told me that this whole thing is my fault and that you'd never talk to me again unless it was to "take my gothy ass back home." I cross my arms and raise my eyebrow. Her caramel skin turns slightly red in what I'm assuming is either rage or embarrassment.

"I was mad, it isn't all of your fault…the heat got to me, and us, I thought maybe Duncan too. I just- ugh!" She storms off going towards first class, I roll my eyes and look towards the direction Duncan stormed off.

"I'm gonna go check on him…" I mumble.

"Are you sure?" Bridgette asked.

"Yeah, she's not the only one who knows him. I won't do anything stupid." I walk off towards what looks like is the storage room of the plane.

Duncan's POV

"That stupid fucking bitch!" I throw a box across the room. "How dare she say I can't leave her! I can leave if I want to!" I kick another box and send it flying. I take a couple of deep breaths and sigh. I sit down on another stupid box and put my head in my lap.

"I don't even know why I put up with her shit anymore. Back home, I'd have dumped her ass by now. What is going on with me? Why can't I just do it. Then I'd be free to be with Gwen whenever I wanted and however, I wanted. Why do I keep thinking of Gwen? She is my best friend for crying out loud. I'm even more confused than I realized, I guess. I also never really have time to think when I have a chick on my arm twenty-four hours a day via cell phone or physically connected to me. Courtney wouldn't even let me see Gwen, I'd have to sneak around just to smoke a cigarette with her, or in general. Why have I let her control me for so long when I used to be uncontrollable? I feel like a chump, and a fraud. Seeing Gwen has made things more difficult, or is it just making things clearer when I don't want to admit it to the world and to myself? Is that why I'm running? The creak of the door interrupts my thoughts and I groan.

"Courtney, I fucking told you I'm not coming back." I hear a giggle and I instantly feel the anger leave my body.

"I hate to break it to you Duncan, but it's just me." I turn around and Gwen is leaning against the door with one foot on the wall and her arms crossed.

"Damn, does she look sexy…" I smirk. "Thank God, someone sane."

"Do you actually want to see me after yesterday?" Gwen frowns. I motion for her to come over to join me. I scoot over and let her sit on the box next to me.

"Of course, I do sunshine." I put my arm around her. "It was more so Courtney annoying me yesterday than it was you. You didn't do or say anything wrong." I see her wintery skin turn a slight shade of red and a surge of energy flows through me.

"I feel like I did, I'm just glad that you don't hate me."

"Trust me, Gwen. I don't hate you." I sigh. "Maybe that is part of the problem." I mumble.

"Huh?" Gwen asks. "Shit!"

"Nothing." I say. "Real smooth Duncan." Gwen giggles.

"Yeah, real smooth there punk." I laugh.

"Do you read my thoughts now too, Gwen?"

"No, I don't have to read when it's so obvious." Gwen smirks at me, and I bump her shoulder. Gwen bumps me back and I almost lose my balance. I turn to her and get up and put my hands on the other side of her hips and look right in her eyes. Her cheeks get even more flushed. Just what I wanted. I smirk at her.

"Not as easy as it is to fuck with you, Gwen." I hear her gulp, and I just realize what I 'm doing, and what position I'm in, and to be honest, I don't want to move. I look down slightly and I can see her breast heave a bit as her breathing quickens, I look back up and realize that her eyes are not just black, they're a dark blue with little green specks. My eyebrow lowers and I feel a certain urge. An urge I have had before, just never with Gwen. She licks her teal lips and that's about to send me. I lean in, and so does she.

"TEAM VICTORY AND ALL QUITTERS TO THE ELIMINATION ROOM! I REPEAT TEAM VICTORY AND ALL QUITTERS TO THE ELIMINATION ROOM!" Gwen squeaks and falls off the box and I jump back.

"Oh fuck, I just about kissed Gwen." I look over to box and see her sitting up, rubbing the back of her head.

"Duncan…" Gwen looks up at me. "Duncan, what the fuck are we doing?! You're dating Courtney, we almost kissed again! Why do we keep doing this to ourselves?!" I can tell Gwen is having a panic attack and I offer my hand to help her up.

"No funny business, I swear." She takes my hand and I help her up. "Gwen, I don't know. I wish I had time to explain I-"

"DUNCAN GET YOUR ASS IN THE ELIMINATION ROOM!"

"You're needed…" Gwen says sadly. I'm still holding her hand. I pull her in for a hug.

"I'm sorry, Gwen. Maybe on this time off, I'll figure out all of this."

"Duncan, I-I." I smile and start to walk off.

"I know." I go to the elimination area and Chris groans.

"Finally, what took you so long?"
"None of your business."

Chris gets on with the ceremony. Unsurprisingly Ezekiel goes home first, surprisingly, Chris pushes me out of the plane.

Gwen's POV

"He's gone…my best friend and the only one that I really want to be around is gone. Now, I'm even more confused about us than ever. Oh Duncan, if you were here, I'd kick your ass for doing this to me. Yet, I want it to happen again. Wherever you are, I hope you figure this shit out."

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