Disclaimer: I do not own Tdi, nor will I ever. So sad.

-And I'd be smart to walk away, but you're quicksand- Taylor Swift

Courtney Pov:

Duncan took me out to a little café on the far side of town. Far from where we met, anyway.

We chose a red booth near the window as it began to pour. It was kind of cliché, to be honest. A short, brown haired waiter took our orders as I stared out at the cars passing by.

My mental concentration was interrupted by a voice.

"So," he started as I looked up from the rain. "Is there a reason that you're single?" He asked me. Naturally, I rolled my eyes. "I mean, you're kinda hot. So…"

I sighed. "I usually don't date. One too many broken hearts, I suppose. Guys, to my experience, are all the same. They get what they want, and then they leave. I am just saving myself the trouble." I sipped my water and looked into his mesmerizing teal eyes.

"Not all guys are like that you know…" he trailed off.

"Oh yes, and I suppose you're way different, right," I remarked sarcastically and rolled my eyes again.

(Bitch) "I might be. But you won't know unless we go on a date now, will you."

"Are you… Asking me to go out with you?"

"Well, I've already seen you at your worst, so I might as well see you at your best, right?" Duncan flashed me that smirk again.

"Okay, smartass. Fine. I'll go out with you."

He smiled. "Good."

I don't know what the hell I got myself into, but I think I might like it.

Bridgette is going to be so mad at me. Well, she did say that I needed to meet somebody.

And there you have it. The end. I really liked writing this story. Kinda sad that it's over. Well, review and whatnot. I guess this is goodbye until I have another idea. -cries-