Courtney’s POV

“What?” I say, turning around at the word Princess.

Oh, great. Again.

“It’s been six months since TDI, will Ты people ever quite calling me that?” It was annoying when Duncan called me princess, and I hate being constantly reminded.

I recall the first месяц after Total Drama Island. Anytime I went out of house there was always someone somewhere that would recognize me as ‘that island girl’. And of course there was always some moron that called me by that dreaded nickname.

“Hey, isn’t that the Total Drama Island chick? The one that liked the delinquent?”

“Oh, yeah, it is! Эй, Princess! How’s the boyfriend?”

I shudder at the thought.

The boy smiles apologetically. “Sorry, I didn’t realize it bothered you”

His brown eyes lock onto mine. Hmmm. Cute.

“It’s alright. I should be used to it by now.” I regret snapping at him.

“Well, I still apologize. I’m Josh, by the way.”

“I’m Courtney… but I guess Ты already knew that.” Stupid. “So, do Ты go to school around here? I haven’t seen Ты before.”

He nods “Yeah, I go to Cresentview.”

I feel my eyes widen at the mention of the prestigious school. My mom tried to get me to try out for it, but I had refused. I can’t remember why now.

“What’d Ты go for?” I ask.

“Academics.”

Cute and smart. Nice.

“Oh yeah? Cool.” I smile.

“So…” He runs a hand through his каштан brown hair. “Sorry if this is too personal a Вопрос but… are Ты and Duncan…”

“Me and Duncan? Oh- no no no. I haven’t seen him since last summer. I’m not seeing anyone.”

“So, do Ты think I could get your number?” He smiles gently.

“Yes! Uh- yeah, sure. Oh course.” I reach into my кошелек to find a pen and something to write on.

“Here.” I hand him a napkin with the number written on it. “My cell.”

“Cool, I’ll call Ты tomorrow night, okay?”

“Great. Talk to Ты soon.”

I clench my teeth until I’m in my car and driving out of the parking lot, where it breaks into a wide grin.

I open my eyes and glance at the clock on my night table. Quarter past eight. Sitting up, I swivel my legs off of my постель, кровати and into my slippers. I mumble a good morning to my dad when I get to the kitchen, who sits at the breakfast таблица Чтение the Sunday paper.

“Morning, sweetheart.” He replies.

I open the pantry door and fix myself a bowl of Shreddies, though I’m not awfully hungry.

The sound of Rhianna’s Disturbia startles me. I reach over to the кухня counter and flip open my phone.

“Courtney speaking” I speaking into the mouthpiece through my cereal. It comes out like ‘Ourtney eaking’

“Hey Court, it’s Becky. We’re coming over at two to pick Ты up to go to the mall. See Ты in a bit.”

“Ay.” I snap my phone shut and return to my cereal. “I’m going to the mall with Becky and Tara this afternoon.”

Dad nods. “Alright. Be back by ten by the latest.”

I nod and throw my cereal into the garbage. It was getting soggy anyway.

“Is he cute?”

“Is he sweet?”

We’ve arrived at the mall, and Becky and Tara have already begun to барсук me about Josh.

“Yes and yes. I сказал(-а) that already.”

“I don’t think I know him. Is he new?” Tara asks.

“No, he just doesn’t go to our school. He goes to Cresentview!” They squeal with delight.

“Imagine, Courtney with a Cresentview boy. No, wait- I can. He’s totally your type.” Becky gushes.

“How do Ты know? Ты haven’t even met him!”

“Is he there for sports или academic?” She inquires.

“Academics.” I answer almost proudly.

“Well then he’s DEFINATLY your type. Cute, sweet and smart, the whole package. That’s difficult to find in a guy. Hold onto him!”

I sigh. “We haven’t even gone out yet. Though he did say he’d call me tonight.”

They break out into another squeal.

“We’ll help Ты pick out a дата outfit.” Tara tells me. “This is going to be so much fun!”

They pull me into every store we pass, and I nearly drown in the amount of clothes they insist I try on. All I can think is that this is going to be a long afternoon.

“Wow. This is the one. THE outfit.” Tara says, looking me over.

I have to admit, I look good. The red cami I had just tried on with the detailing at the вверх is classy and flirty, but not slutty. The black кардиган and dark wash jeans give the outfit a slightly еще casual look, just right for a first date. And I have just the shoes at Главная to match.

“This is awesome! We should go to Abercrombie now.” Becky suggests.

“Really? I’m hungry. Let’s go to the Еда court.” Tara points out.

“Let’s get our shopping done first, it makes еще sense.”

“Yeah, but then we have to lug extra bags to the Еда court, which will take up еще room.”

“We might not buy anything, and if we do, it’ll only be a bag или two. Ты can get a кренделек, крендель to hold Ты off till then.”

“But Ты cant go into any of the stores with food! I’ll miss out on all of the stores! And I’m STARVING!”

“Well you’re just gonna have to hold off until we’re done shopping. I need a new sweater, and I saw the cutest one at Aber-”

“You and your stupid sweaters!”

As the two of them bickered, I stared at myself in the mirror, angling myself this way and that. I did look good, and I was going out with a cute, smart and sweet Cresentview boy.

Duncan who?

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