Story is going to be how Duncan and Gwen met, and their relationship progressing over the years.

Duncan's POV

5th grade

"Alright class, there's a new student today who will be joining us. She just moved here from Toronto." said Chris McLean.

"Get on with it, grandpa!" I called, raising some snickers from my fellow classmates.

"Shut it, Duncan! You already have enough detentions to last you through high school!" he yelled, pointing at me.

The class snickered again, and I sunk down into my seat, mumbling about how Chris could go somewhere.

"Everyone, welcome Gwen Peterson to our class," Chris said, motioning towards the door.

No one walked through the doorway though, and the class looked around confused, then back to Chris.

Chris stomped out the door, grumbling how they didn't pay him enough for this, and I just rolled my eyes.

I heard yelling outside the door, including Chris screaming for the new girl to get her butt in class or else he would be calling the principal.

"No, I don't want to go in!" I heard the girl call, and I stared at Chris as he pushed her into the room.

"Gwen Peterson, everyone," he said, glaring down at Gwen, and I could already tell she was going to be the female version of me.

I looked at her, eyeing her teal streaks, black shirt, and black skirt, and noticing how pasty she was, coming to the conclusion she was goth.

"Hey look, everyone, it's a weird goth girl!" the most popular girl in the class, Heather yelled.

Everyone in the class, excluding me, my best friend Geoff, and a few other people, pointed and laughed at her, making Gwen's cheeks go pink.

"SHUT IT!" Chris screamed, slamming his hands down on his desk, and the class immediately shut up.

"Gwen, go sit next to Trent," Chris said, pointing to Elvis, as I called him, in the back row.

I saw Gwen's eyes scan Trent, taking in his long black hair, dark green shirt, and jeans, shrug, and then make her way to the back.

She passed by my desk, and I gave her a half smile, and a small wink, to which she responded by smiling back at me. This was going to be a good day.

Finally, lunch came around, and I grabbed the usual slop, who knows what it's called, and sat next to Geoff.

"Hey man," I said poking at my lunch carefully with a fork, as if it was about to explode any minute, which it probably was.

"Hey dude. Whatcha think of the new chick?" he asked, doing the same thing to his food.

"One word, man. FREAKIN' HOT!" I exclaimed, eyes widening, smile spreading across my lips.

"Um, dude, that's two words." said Geoff, smirking at me, rolling his eyes at my budding crush. He could always tell when I was going to start liking a girl.

"So what? She's still hot," I replied, shrugging.

"Who's still hot?" asked a familiar voice, and I looked up at the girl who loved to get all up in my business.

"Why do you care, Courtney?" I asked, avoiding her gaze, though I already knew why she cared. The chick had been crazy about me since 3rd grade.

"Oh, no reason," she said, looking slightly depressed as if she was hoping that I would have said her, and walked away.

I rolled my eyes, and looked up, and saw Gwen looking around for a place to sit.

I nudged Geoff, and pointed to Gwen when he looked up, a grin spreading across my face, standing up and walking to where she stood.

"Hey. It's Gwen, right?" I asked. When she nodded, I continued. "I'm Duncan. You wanna come sit with me and my friend, Geoff?" I asked, pointing to my table.

She grinned at me, and replied "Sure. Your the guy who smiled and winked at me when I was walking to my seat, right?"

"That's me, sweetheart," I said, leading her to where Geoff was waiting for us, and he gave Gwen a small wave.

Gwen sat across from me, and fist-bumped with Geoff, saying "Hey, I'm Gwen. Duncan already told me you're Geoff. Nice name,"

She just met us, and she was already fist bumping? This chick was good...

I looked around the cafeteria, as Gwen made her first mistake as a newbie, trying the food, which she quickly spit out.

"Forgot to warn you bout the food," I said, noticing that Courtney was glaring at me and Gwen, and Heather was grinning mischievously, which was never a good sign.

"Ew," she said, grabbing the soda she had bought out of the vending machine, and took a long gulp, trying to get rid of the taste.

She stood up to throw out her food, and I nudged Geoff, pointing to Courtney talking to Heather, like they were planning something.

"Uh oh..that's not a good sign for Gwen..." Geoff said, eyes widening. "What are we gonna do?"

"We're gonna make sure that whatever they do to her, that it doesn't get out of hand." I whispered as Gwen returned.

"So is there anything actually edible in this school?" she asked, sitting back in her seat.

"Sure, in the Teacher's Lounge," said Geoff, pointing to the room that rested beside the vending machines.

"You up for stealing some grub, Duncan?" Gwen asked, looking back at the door, clutching her stomach.

Damn, this chick is good, I thought, then said "Sure, why not. Me and Geoff have done it before, and we didn't get caught."

We stood up, and were starting to walk towards the door when Heather came up, something behind her back.

"Hey weird goth girl, fancy a soda?" Heather asked, pulling out a coke from behind her back, shaking it, then cracking it open so it exploded in Gwen's face.

Gwen gasped, then let out a yell, and ran out of the cafeteria, tears streaming down her face.

I looked at Geoff, motioning for him to keep Courtney or Heather from following me, and I ran after Gwen.