A/N This is officially my third fanfic meaning that it is my third GxD Total Drama story. This one is a little different from the other two. This story will always be in Gwen's P.O.V cause it is in a flashblack. Thanks for reading my fanfics. I swear my mom said that these sounded like her soaps. Please R&R.

Gwen's P.O.V. (Always)

It wasn't that long ago when we first met. We were in junior high. Back then I didn't wear blue lipstick and just started using eyeliner. My hair was longer and I didn't have teal highlights. But I still didn't like to be apart of the crowd and HATED HEATHER. You, on the other hand, had to be dropped off by your parole officer and loved to break the rules constantly. That was when you had thoughts of having a green mohawk and began wearing a spiked dog collar. It was the first time I met you. And to tell you the truth, I'll never regret it.

Four years have passed since then. My hair is cut short and I have teal highlights. You also got the mohawk that you wanted. In junior high, my father passed away and you helped me through it even though you're bad at cheering people up. After my dad died, I cut my hair, got highlights, wore black, and bought blue lipstick. The amount of piercings you had increased from two to five. After all, your nickname was the delinquent, but I never called you that. And you never told you. In seventh grade, I fell in love you, but I thought it was best that we stayed friend. I didn't want to jeopardize our friendship. Here we are, sophomores, in high school just as close as we were before.

"Duncan!" I yelled out. I ran toward Duncan.

Duncan replied, "What?"

"I just got a boyfriend!" I happily said.

Duncan shouted being in shock, "WHAT?"

"His name is Trent. He's in my chemistry class," I said while jumping up and down.

Duncan pointed, "Do you mean that weird guy over there?"

"So, I happen to like weird," I said while pouting.

Duncan laughed, "Well, good luck, sweetheart."

"Oh, I have to cancel this Saturday," Gwen sighed.

Duncan questioned, "Why?"

"I'm going to the movies with Trent. It's going to be our first date," I answered.

Duncan first shocked then smirked, "Fine but remember sweetheart, you'll come running back to me."

"Haha. Funny, Duncan," I sarcastically replied.

I took it so lightly back then, but you were right. I belong to you. Just like you said, I ended up running back to you.

"Duncan, I have to go to French," I said.

Duncan replied, "Whatever." I walked to French class leaving Duncan alone. Duncan searched for Trent in the hallway. He then found Trent talking to Owen. "Hey Trent, we need to talk?" Duncan called out to Trent.

"What's wrong?" Trent worriedly asked.

Duncan said while looking down, " Well, let's say that I heard you're going out with Gwen,"

"So..." Trent shrugged off.

Duncan said with a threatening tone, "Well, if he ever hurt her you won't be playing that instrument anymore." Duncan pointed to the guitar.

"I would never hurt her," Trent replied in an innocent tone.

He said he wouldn't hurt me, so why wasn't he there for me. He promised you. He broke a promise to you and a promise to me, but for some reason, I feel as though this was meant to happen. Maybe you cursed me knowing that I wouldn't be able to go out with any other guy. You entrapped me into cage where the key was on your side. No matter how hard I reached for the key. My arm was never long enough to grab it. Or maybe I didn't want to reach for the key. Maybe I didn't want to be let out of this cage. This cage kept me bound to you. I still thought it was unfair though. You have me in a cage, but I don't have you in one. I let you out free. That was probably my first mistake. With that dog collar of yours, I should have kept you on a leash. Instead, you ran to her. Instead of me, you chose her. The one that you couldn't stand. But I guessed that my feelings didn't matter. It was only yours. That right there was my biggest downfall.

I met up with Duncan after French. We started talking about some movies like The Exorcist and Alien Chunks II. Then out of the blue…

"Since you have a boyfriend now, does that mean that I could get a girlfriend?" Duncan asked.

I replied, "Sure, who do you have in mind."

"Well, I would have chosen you, but you're already taken," Duncan smirked.

I raised an eyebrow, "Yeah, well, who do you really have in mind?"

I should have taken that offer when I had a chance. Seriously, would you have chosen me? Would you have chosen me to be the one that you would cherish? If I wasn't blinded by that so-called fake love, I would have realized earlier. If I wasn't so blind and so doubtful, the feelings you had for me, I could have seen, but I was blinded buy this man of a cliché.

"Well, what about her?" Duncan pointed to Courtney.

I burst with laughter, "Are you fucking kidding me? Really, are you serious?"

"Yeah, so…" Duncan said confidently.

I held in my laughter, "Well, if you do end up together, then it's true that opposites can attract." I tried my best to hold it in, but I couldn't. I burst out laughing and all I could see was Duncan crossing his arms waiting for me to stop laughing. "Well, see you later." As I was leaving, he could probably see that I was still giggling a bit.

At the end of the day, I left Duncan alone. I went home with Trent. We walked home to see nature and enjoy life. But I took one look back. I saw that Duncan looked a bit pissed, but when he saw me looking at him. His anger turned into a smile. I smiled back and held hands with Trent.

Trent sang me a song. It was really beautiful. He gave me a hug.

"See you tomorrow, babe," Trent said.

I reiterated, "Right back at you."

He dropped me off at my door. I walked in. Mom wasn't home and Toby was out skateboarding with his friends. I went into my room and opened the door. The bed was kind of messy, but I fell onto it staring at the ceiling. I thought how good everything was going with me and Trent, but then my mind became occupied with thought that Duncan might like Courtney. Was he crazy? No, he was INSANE! I mean, Courtney is a preppy snob and nothing like…me. Was I comparing Courtney to me? Did I not like the fact that Duncan might like Courtney because she wasn't like me? No, that's not why. I don't know. It's probably just nothing. Right now, I can really use a nap.

A/N: Well, that's the end of my newest story. I know that it had A LOT of GxT, but trust me. I got this. I hoped that you liked it. Thanks for supporting me. Please R&R :D