That night, Courtney walked over to Trent's room, just like Gwen told her to. She was dressed differently than usual. She was wearing a gray, plaid blouse and a black skirt with black tights. She wore shiny black dress shoes and her hair was tied back in a sloppy bun.

The CIT approached the door and obviously knocked on it. "Trent?"

There was no answer.

She tried again, "Trent? Are you there?"

Still, no answer.

"Are you looking for Trent?" A voice asked. Courtney spun around to see someone she hated. Not as much as she hated Lindsay, but she still hated this person. It was none other than Harold, the geek who got her eliminated during the first season of Total Drama as a ploy to get revenge on her ex-boyfriend. "Wow! You look amazing!"

"No Harold, I'm just knocking on the door calling Trent's name for fun…" Courtney rolled her onyx eyes, "And thanks…"

"Well, since you've decided to be little miss sarcastic, I'm not going to tell you where he is now…" Harold began to walk away, but Courtney grabbed a hold of his wrist.

"Wait! I'm sorry! Please tell me where he is!" Courtney pleaded.

"That's more like it. I bumped into him earlier. He told me he was going to the beach to think about something. He didn't tell me what though."

"The beach? But, it's pouring outside!"

"That's what I told him. I tried to convince him not to go, but he ignored me. Go figure."

"I have to go find him before he gets pneumonia!" Courtney began to run down the hall back to her room, when she stopped in her tracks and looked over her shoulder, "Thanks Harold!" She continued to sprint to her room.

Harold smiled, "It's about time she appreciated me!"

Courtney ran into her room and pulled her closet door open. She reached in a grabbed a black umbrella and a grey raincoat (although, it was more of a jacket). She then kicked the closet door shut and ran out of her room, not even bothering to shut the entrance.

Pushing open the door to exit the building, Courtney headed straight towards the beach. The rain was hitting against her umbrella so hard that it sounded like rocks were hitting against it.

When she finally reached the beach, the sand was dark and wet and the ocean waves were large. Courtney didn't understand why Trent would want to come to the beach if it was wet, cold and dark. Sure she knew that he was thinking about her, but even she wouldn't go to the beach in this type of weather. That was just plain crazy.

The CIT looked around the sandy landscape, desperately searching for her crush. Unfortunately, he was nowhere to be found. Would Harold really go so low as to lie to her about the whereabouts of Trent? She shook the question out of her head and began to cautiously walk around.

"Trent?" She called out continually, "Trent! Where are you?"

A few minutes later, she saw a dark figure sitting on the wet sand. It looked like a giant, misshaped ball. She could tell by the shaping of the figure's head that it was none other than Trent sitting there. "Trent!" Courtney ran towards him. As she approached him, he didn't move. Eventually, the darkness of the figure disappeared and transitioned into Trent's tone.

She stood behind him. He didn't move, nor did he speak. "Trent, what are you doing out here?"

"Thinking." The troubled teenager finally spoke.

"Well, I know that!"

"How did you find me?"

"Harold told me he bumped into you before you left. Are you insane? Why in the world would you come out here during a thunderstorm with no raincoat or an umbrella? Are you trying to catch pneumonia? And it's a thunderstorm! What, do you want to get struck by lightning?" Courtney complained.

"I like the rain…" Trent told her, "It helps me think when I'm troubled."

Courtney quickly realized that rain was still pouring all over the teenager. She took a seat next to him and covered both of their bodies with her umbrella. "Trent, would you like it if I talked to you?"

"That depends, are you going to lecture me like you just did a few seconds ago?"

Courtney's face stiffened. "No, I'm not."

"Okay then, go ahead."

Courtney didn't speak for a moment, causing the two lovers to sit in silence. "I'm sorry…" She finally said.

Trent's eyes widened and he raised an eyebrow. Did Courtney seriously just apologize? She never apologized to anyone. Not even to Duncan after all those times she caused him physical pain. "Are you now?"

The freckled-faced girl looked towards him. Trent, who was looking at her, had quickly looked away, embarrassed. "Yes, I am. I know apologizing isn't exactly something I do too often, but you're just so… special." She admitted.

Trent could feel butterflies fluttering through his stomach. "I see…" Was all he could say.

"I know I used you at first, but over the time we spent with each other because of that stupid bet, I really developed feelings for you…" Courtney let out a giggle, "I'm sure Gwen already told you this…"

"As a matter of fact, you sound just like her."

"Seriously?"

"Seriously."

The two musicians giggled shyly, followed by being completely silent. The silence was awkward, mostly because they were shy around each other at the moment. Courtney noticed that Trent had calmed down since their break up.

"Trent…" Courtney finally spoke.

"Yes?"

"You didn't let me finish my conversation with Bridgette when you barged into my room…"

"I know…"

"What I was going to say was I didn't want to use you anymore because I really liked you…"

Trent finally looked her in the eyes. "I really liked you too…"

"Do you still like me?"

Trent could see the reflection of the moon's glow in her onyx eyes once again. He still loved the way her eyes sparkled. He allowed the corners of his mouth to give a warm grin. "Yes, I still like you."

Courtney grew a smile upon her face as well, only it was bigger than Trent's mere grin. She had never been this happy before throughout the entire amount of time she was on the Total Drama series. Not when she formed a relationship with Duncan, not when she managed to make a return to the second season, and not when she caused Gwen's elimination.

"But that doesn't mean I completely forgive you… I don't think I ever will."

The onyx eyed girl's smile quickly faded. "Oh…"

"You look cold…" Trent placed his arm around her.

This was a case of déjà vu for both of them. Perhaps that's what Trent intended. Only this time, a few things were different. Courtney was dressed fancy, Trent was soaking wet, and it was pouring rain. Courtney could feel Trent's goose bumps.

"You feel colder." Courtney placed both her arms around Trent, causing the two of them to be in a cuddling position. This also caused her to drop her umbrella, but neither of them really minded.

"You're smarter than you look."

Courtney glared. "What, do I look stupid?"

"No, you look beautiful."

Courtney didn't care how corny that sentence was, she just loved it. Honestly, she loved when any guy called her beautiful, which was something Duncan never called her.

"So, do you love me again?" The CIT wondered.

"What do you mean again? I never stopped, even when I wanted to." He admitted.

"So, you wanted to stop loving me?"

"Yeah, but only because you used me. Come on, wouldn't you want to stop loving Duncan if he used you?"

"Bad example…"

"Sorry…"

"Don't be."

Trent ran his hands across Courtney's smooth cheek. "Do you want to be my girl again?"

Courtney rolled her eyes at him. "No Trent, I just came out desperately looking for you, apologized which is something I never do, and now I'm cuddling you. I totally don't want to be your girl."

The dark-haired boy laughed. "Come on Courtney, be serious."

Unexpectedly, Courtney placed both of her hands on his face and leaned in. She closed her eyes and pressed her lips against his. She had never kissed anyone in the rain before because she believed it was cliché, as she had seen it in movies and television shows many times before. But this was probably the greatest cliché ever. She didn't want this particular kiss to end. Neither did Trent, but it had to end eventually. So, Courtney pulled away, much to her displeasure.

"Of course I want to go out with you again, stupid."

Neither of them could stop themselves from smiling. Both were happy to be with each other again. Eventually Courtney grabbed her umbrella off the wet sand and stood up. "Come on; let's go back inside before we catch pneumonia." She held out her hand.

Trent carefully grabbed a hold of Courtney's hand and placed her fingers between his. "Whatever you say, babe."

The next day, Gwen decided to pay Courtney a visit. She entered Courtney's room and found her happier than ever before.

"Hey! You look much better than you were for the past two days!"

"Yeah, I know."

"I'm assuming you talked to him, just like I said?"

"Yeah, I did."

"That's great!" Gwen smiled, "So, did you patch things up with him?"

"Of course I did."

"So, you guys are going out again?"

Courtney held her seashell necklace within her palms. She stared at it lovingly, and then formed a smile on a face similar to Gwen's. "Yes, yes we are."

~*The End*~

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Alright guys, I'm sorry to say it, but this story is officially over. Corny ending is corny. :P See, I suck at writing endings, so that's why this one sucked too. Oh, by the way, Trent and Courtney didn't catch pneumonia. XD Shocking, no? Since so many of you liked this, I'm considering writing a sequel. The description for the sequel will be on my profile, so feel free to click on my username if you're interested! It will be under "stories I'm considering writing." If you like or dislike the idea, then vote on my new coming poll! R&R!