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***IOWNNOTHINGATALL.***

I sort of skipped into art due to my excellent fucking mood. It's astonishing that a few complements from a silly, cliche musician can put you in a mood where you feel like dancing in a field of flowers. For my social sanity, I didn't do a remake of the Sound of Music. My head was flustered with all sorts of things concerning the new kid, err, I mean Trent. It's just not every day that someone is willing to talk to me. In case you haven't noticed, I'm not that great with social skills.

So anyways, back to ART CLASS. Obviously, Duncan had to be the first human being to notice my happy presence. "Well, hello Peppy Polly." he announced, as if I was royalty.

I flashed him a look of pure 'wow' to which he asked, intervening his laughter, "Hahah, so, what's up with you?" I let out a content sigh and responded in the nicest way possible without saying something sarcastic-I've been working on loosing my sarcasm however it tends to slip out.

"Oh nothing. Just in a good mood I guess." I started twirling my pencil between my fingers unconsciously.

"Liar," he faked coughed, "Hope?"

Hope took a breath in to begin her gossip filled story until I cut her off, "Wait. How the hell did you know I was lying?"

He sighed. "'Cause you always start playing with whatever object is in your hands at the time."

My mouth dropped in shock, but I the realized that statement was true and closed my mouth in pure defeat. "Dammit." First thing I am going to do when I get home? Fix that bad habit.

He chuckled at my blond moment and then continued to be an ass. "Hope, spill it." What? Yeah, like he is gonna get it out of my best girl friend? I don't think so, juvie.

I looked at Hope with a 'Thank you for being an awesome friend' look, pleading that she wouldn't tell him shit. The conversation hit an awkward silence as Hope looked down at her desk, trying to stay out of the mess this conversation had become. I smiled in victory toward Duncan, I knew she was my friend for a reason.

"Ugh! Okay! Gwen met the new kid and they were really hitting it off." Yeah, Hope. Thanks for being such an awesome friend...

Duncan, with his eyes twinkling, burst into deep laughter but managed to get out a few words. "You mean the gay one that looks like he came right off a Hollister billboard?" He kept laughing his ass off until I playfully punched him in the arm to shut him up. I responded, "He's not gay. You don't even know him. He's pretty cool…"

"Why are defending the dude?" he asked with a raised eyebrow and his arms folded across his chest. After countless years of friendship, Hope and Mason know that when Duncan and I get into an argument you stay the fuck out 'cause it's WAR. However, our fight saw no end.

"Why are you making fun of him?"

"Because he looks like a douche."

"Whatever..." I rolled my eyes, intensely and so did he. Who the hell was he to judge people? Oh that's right. Because he's Mister I'm-so-cool-I-have-a-lighter.

"When you say 'whatever' it pretty much translates to 'fuck you. This conversation is not over.'" Mason mocked as Hope semi-nodded. You could never really tell whose side Mason was on. Usually he was like Switzerland-neutral. He right though, this is not over. I never end a fight till I have won or been proven wrong. Not to be conceded or anything but, I'm usually never wrong.

"Look. I just don't wanna talk about it anymore, okay?" I asked, resting my head on my hand.

"Fine by me, Sweetheart." He shrugged and was just about silent for the rest of the class. I wasn't sure if I should be thrilled that for once he shut his face, or if I should be worried. At that instant, I had an IDGAF-I Don't Give A Fuck- moment in my life. Just let it go, Gwen, let it go.

XxAfter seventh periodxX

During class it was pretty boring, nothing out of the ordinary occurred. Basically, we drew fruit. Yeah, it was a joy. Let's just clarify here, I am not mad at Duncan. I just merely dislike him at the moment. Therefore, the bus ride was not awkward. Duncan got on the bus before me because I was walking with Hope who walks as slow as a fucking snail. Usually as I aboard the bus, I am greeted with the normal "hey" or "sup?" but not today.

"Way to accept my existence, Duncan." I smirked at him, expecting a smart ass remark.

Lazily he replied, "Huh? Oh sorry. Hey." He sat down not making eye contact whatsoever. It was at that time that Hope gave me a look that meant, "Find out what's wrong." The thing with Duncan is that he usually doesn't share his feelings alot; you kinda have to let him tell you instead of you asking him about it. By the way, that is extremely difficult to do when you're his best friend. So, instead of asking 'what the fuck is wrong with you' I had to tone it down a bit and ask, "You okay?"

He let out a sigh and put on an obviously artificial smile and said, "Yeah. Just dandy."

At this point, I was getting pretty ticked off. I didn't do anything, did I? I figured the best thing to do at a time like this is to change the subject. "Hm. Well, hey. Did you see that kid that face-planted while he was coming down the stairs?"

"No." he replied bluntly, not even looking the slight bit interested in someone else's pain, which is unlike him.

"Oh. Well, he was walking down the stairs when he tripped over a stair causing his books to hit him in the face then - " Before I could continue with my embarrassing story of some nerd, I was interrupted.

"Do you like him?" Duncan asked, finally making eye contact.

"Well, I don't really talk to him but he seems okay..." I responded slowly.

"No, not the nerd. The new kid...What's his name again? Todd...Trevor..."

"Trent. His name is Trent."

"Yeah. Trent. Do you like him?" He broke the eye contact as his pupils dropped down to his phone.

"Well, if by 'like' you mean as a friend then I will say that he's not bad. I mean, he's a bit too Romeo but, hey, not too bad." I responded a bit annoyed by that. Why did he want to know if I "liked" him?

"Oh." That's all he could say. Actually, that was the last thing he said to me on the bus. That was it. I mean, what am I supposed to make of that?

Hope and Mason exited the bus, waving goodbye to us, well, at least Hope did. I sat there, staring out the window trying not to pay attention to Duncan just sitting there completely still. Once the bus came to our stop, I strolled my way to the front of the bus. I could feel Duncan walking closely behind me but didn't turn around to see. I sort of jumped off the bus and started my way to my house when I heard my name.

"Hey, GWEN. Wait up!" Duncan waved.

"Oh. So Mr. Silent has a voice?" I smirked, almost rudely.

"Yes. He has a voice. He has something else too but..." He said moving his face about an inch from mine. There's the Duncan I know.

"Yeah. Way to keep it G-rated, Duncan." I said, pushing his face away, and continued walking.

He laughed a bit and caught up to me. "Okay, okay. Fine. I'm done. So, wanna come over to watch a movie?" He shinned an unusual smile my way.

"Hmm. Sure why not." I gave into his mischievous smile and accepted the offer.

"Cool. See you in 10?" He asked, getting a better grip on his backpack.

"Sounds good." We said our goodbyes as Duncan randomly decided he wanted to run home. Why? Beats me. He just better not have any stupid tricks up his sleeve, or he's gonna get it.

A/N: Yep. That's it for now. But I'd just like to say one thing... HOLY FUCK IT'S SUMMER! *claps joyously* Hope you guys have a super fantastic summer. ATTENTION ALL U.S.A. FANS: Total Drama World Tour Episode 1 Part 1 is on Monday June 21st. FOR EVERYONE: The second episode is on Monday June 28th. (: how excited am I? Pretty damn excited. :P