Ok I've been trying for about a year to find people to write stories for me for multiple series ranging from total drama to harry potter, but it always had the same problems; they either had something come up, lost interest in the fandom, or couldn't live up to my standards. And the reason I never wrote myself is that I never had anything I could use to write with like Microsoft, until now. As for why I'm doing this perticular story its because its the one that I think is gonna be the easiest to write, so enjoy.

This has been rewritten.

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Desperation

Chapter 1- Our Main Contender Part I

Courtney's pov

Hello my name is Courtney Sanchez, and I am 20 years old. I go to Vancouver University and have been for about a year and a half, and if you have to ask, for law of course! I have two parents who have been married for about 25 years and yes, both are Hispanic. Quit asking stupid questions! Anyway I graduated from Vancouver High about two years ago, and yes, top of my class, "Thank you".

"Hey Courtney!" Bridgette said while waving to me while sitting with our mutual friend Gwen at one of the campuses many out door tables.

"Coming!" I called waving back and walking over.

Oh, those are my friends Bridget and Gwen. We've known each other for as long as we can remember and even though that's true, we couldn't be a more different trio. Bridgette is a stereotypical surfer girl; with blond waist length hair and blue eyes. She always looks like she's about to go to the beach.

Gwen is a Goth girl with black and teal striped neck length hair and dresses like a Goth stereotype. You know; dark clothes and fish net whatever. But surprisingly their both great people to be with. Oh, and if you have to ask about me, I'm not the odd one out of this group.

I'm pretty sure that they would describe me as a stereotype lawyer-wannabe, saying I'm up tight, super organized about everything, and wear business clothes everywhere to try to be more lawyer-like. Well, they are wrong! First off, I am not up tight and there is nothing wrong with being organized, or wearing nice clothes to wherever you go, so back off.

"Hey guys what's going on?" I asked sitting down with them.

"Oh nothing, just talking about our bo's, and how "great" they are," said Gwen sarcastically.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well, Gwen just likes to complain about other people's boyfriends," said Bridgette a little annoyed at Gwen.

"Aw come on! Geoff smiles all the time, it's creepy. And he never closes his mouth when he eats, or shuts up about parties," said Gwen equally annoyed.

"Oh yeah? What about Trent? That wannabe Elvis, writing all those f'ed up songs that no one can get! And he is such a klutz! Come on, fell on his face getting out of the car," said Bridgette getting even more annoyed.

The people they are talking about are their boyfriends, Geoff and Trent. How they each described each other's boyfriends is actually a pretty good description.

Geoff is the university's king party boy, head of the frat, and because both of his parents are pretty well off, he has never had to worry about responsibility, or manners. And while yes, he is a nice guy, all he talks about are parties and his bro's… Yes, he does chew with his mouth open. I'm not sure if he still even goes to class and to tell the truth he almost always smells like weed or like he just drank a licker store. The only reason I haven't turned him in is because I don't want to upset Bridgette. But trust me the second she figures out that Geoff's is no good I'll change my mind pretty quick.

Trent is the one of the many musicians at university, although I never personally liked his songs, and like Bridgette said, they are kind of hard to understand. He is also an extreme klutz and wimp. When she said that he got hurt getting out of the car, she meant that he tripped and fell getting out of the car and landed on his face. And that's only one of the many times he's gotten hurt doing ordinary stuff, he has had many other accidents. Although his father is a lawyer he wants to be a music teacher. I like him a little better than Geoff because he has manners and does not smell like he needs to go to AA. So aside from the crappy music I think he's ok.

I personally don't know how either Bridgette or Gwen can stand them, because my boyfriend is perfect by comparison.

"Ah come on, guys don't fight." I said trying to defuse the tension while Bridgette and Gwen were scowling at each other.

"Yeah, you're right Courtney." They Gwen said while Bridgette sighed.

"Of course I'm right." I said gladly closing my eyes and smiling in victory.

"Yeah, you're right Courtney. Because all we've been doing is talking about each others boyfriends when we should be taking about yours," said Gwen with a smirk.

"Yeah, how is Duncan these days?" Bridgette asked with an evil smile on her face.

"He's… fine why do you ask?" I ask.

"Oh nothing, we're just wondering about mister vanilla that's all." Gwen said.

"Yeah Courtney, how is the king of boring doing?" asked Bridgette.

"He is not mister vanilla or boring!" I all but yelled trying to defend my boyfriend.

"Oh really? Remember what he said his favorite thing to do is?" Gwen asked.

"Or that he never wants to go clubbing with us or our boyfriends." Bridgette asked.

In case you're wondering, their asking about my boyfriend, Duncan. I met him a few months ago in the school library. We were both working on a mandatory assignment for every class about the school, and we decided to help each other. Shortly after we started dating.

Bridgette and Gwen both think he is boring because he said that likes to work, and because he said he doesn't drink. But who cares what they think, have you seen him? I mean look at the guy, he's hot! Ah I think I got a little off topic.

And if you're thinking that I'm shallow, well, you're wrong. I care about his personality too. He always helps me with my homework and lets me talk to him about my day. And who cares if he isn't the most interesting man in the world, or if his idea of a good time is getting his homework done? That's just fine… he's … great.

"Face it Courtney, Duncan's boring." Bridgette said.

"Okay, so maybe he is boring, but he's a great guy, and have you seen him?" I almost scream while pointing at nothing.

"Courtney, who cares if he is a nice guy? And him being hot only counts a little. He's boring, and this is college! We're supposed to have fun and excitement, not be dating Mr. nice guy who has no sense of fun! And who, by the way, I'm pretty sure is balding!" Gwen yelled.

"He is not balding!" I said in one final attempt to defend Duncan.

"Yeah I'm gonna go with Gwen on this one Courtney. Why do you think he always wears a hat everywhere he goes?! Hey, maybe instead of balding he has a brightly colored Mohawk he's trying to hide from you." Bridgette said sarcastically.

"Ha ha ha, very funny." I laughed sarcastically. "While it's true Duncan always wears hats, I'm sure it's not because he's balding. He's 20, guys don't bald when their 20… do they? So what do you think I should do?" I ask confused.

"Dump him, and find someone a little more exciting." Bridgette replied rather harshly, which I gotta say I expected from Gwen.

"Yeah Courtney, you should find someone not just exiting, but dangerous. Maybe a delinquent with piercings." Gwen suggested sarcastically. Okay that I expected from Gwen.

"I mean come on, Courtney, every time you date some guy he is either just like you, as in he is uptight and super business like, and to be honest, a bit anti-social," said Bridgette looking at me a little scared. Probably a good idea considering she just indirectly insulted me. It it was from anyone else I would be yelling their ears off.

"Or is actually an asswhole, just pretending to be a nice guy." finished Gwen looking straight at me not at all scared but kind of sad. Dammit now they're making me depressed. WHY THE HELL DID THEY HAVE TO BRING HIM UP?!

"When you started dating Duncan I thought it was great that you at least dated someone who wears black sometimes, and yes, Duncan has WAY more social skills than your last few boyfriends. You need to let Alejandra go Courtney."

What they mean is that throughout high school I dated people who were in my future white caller social circle and while we looked great as a couple, they either treated me like crap, or were completely awkward to be around. The one exception was Alejandro, who while Hispanic like me, was completely different from the rest of the preppy crowd I was with in my after school activities. When we dated it was magical, or at least I thought it was.

He treated me better than any of my previous boyfriends had, like taking me to good movies, fine restaurants, and helping me get to leading positions in our clubs, however, what I didn't know at the time was that he was just using me. He made me do extra homework, and by that I mean for two people besides me, including him. I just thought he was in extra classes like me.

Whenever I asked him about the extra work he would always say I was smart enough and could handle it, or tell me how pretty I was, which of course made me forget I asked the question and blush. We even shared a laptop for the work because there was so much. He really just took me to those nice places so that I would like him more and wouldn't ask so many questions, and so I would be more obedient, which is why he helped get me to lead the clubs we were in. Because if I was the one in charge and he was in charge of me, if I screwed up he wouldn't take any of the heat. Eventually Gwen and Bridgette intervened and got me to break up with Alejandra, after which he turned everyone against me.

Every club that both I and Alejandro were in kicked me out when suddenly certain "evidence" appeared that showed how I cheated in getting the president or chairmen seats in those clubs.

Then all my work that I had on the laptop that we shared was gone, and by the way, there was several months' worth of work for all of my classes. I tried to get the teachers to give me more time and explain the situation, but most of them wouldn't hear it. Only a few teacher gave me the time, but regardless, almost all my classes went down from an A+ to almost a D or F. When my parents found out… Oh wow, I thought they might actually kill me, they almost did… My father slapped me.

I tried to explain to them what happened, but they reacted similarly to how the teachers reacted, only with much more hostility and more threats of violence. They grounded me for over a month. And to top it all off, at the beginning of my punishment period Alejandro actually came to my front yard while my parents were away, with a paper in his right hand that I could see was an A+, on what was one of the assignments that I worked on. He also had a flash drive in his left hand that probably had the rest of my work on it, which he promptly smashed right there on the spot. Right when I was about to start crying, the queen bitch of the school herself, Heather, came up to Alejandra and started to… Make out with him. It was then that I started balling my eye's out after they saw that, they left.

After Alejandro I promised myself that I would never date someone like him again and tried to find someone who was the complete opposite of him, someone safe, boring, and helpful. Like Duncan.

"No! I am not dating a delinquent! And I am fine with Duncan just the way he is," I said standing up with my eye's closed pointing at the sky to look more authoritative. "I think I liked this conversation more when you guys were complaining about your own boyfriends." I said as my phone started vibrating in my pocket.

"Hold on guys." I said as I pulled it out and answered it.

"Hey Courtney." Duncan said.

"Hey Duncan, what's going on." I asked.

"Oh nothing, just got into a little car accident." Duncan said annoyingly nonchalant.

"What! What happened? Where are you? Are you hurt?" I demanded.

"I'm fine, I'm at the dorm parking lot," he said, again, annoyingly nonchalant.

"Don't move, I'll be right there," I ordered before Duncan had a chance to respond. "Sorry guys I have to go. Duncan got into a car accident, I'm gonna go see if he's okay." I told my friends.

"Umm, is he okay?" Bridgette asked looking both confused and concerned along with Gwen.

"He sounded like it, but I'm still gonna go and see. By the way, we are not done with this conversation." I said leaving my friends and going the parking lot to my car to check up on Duncan. Who is not balding!

In case you readers are wondering the full plot is on ChloeRhian nonX's who wants to write, and yes the real dark side will come soon, ha ha. Now I did some reediting because when I first posted this it was full of gramical errors and a few plot wholes but not now at least non that I can see if there are please tell me k. oh and if you guys have any good total drama quotes please tell me because I will use them in my chapters.

-forshadowing is hard in real life but easy in fiction.

- Mr. Aanonymous