୨⎯ chapter 8 ⎯୧

courtney's pov:

i set my phone aside onto my bed and i walk over to my closet and grab my floral suitcase. i got it when we moved to the bahamas for like a month.

i set it onto my bed and delicately pick up clothes from my dresser, i walk back over to my suitcase and set them into it and neatly fold them.

once i finish i shut my suitcase and set it down by my bedroom door.

i pick my phone back up to a few notifications from a group chat called ; 'totally drama'

hm.

i open the messages;

bridgette: hey friends !

geoff: sup dudes

duncan: yo

gwen: ello :>

me: hii <3

i respond with 'hi', i wasn't sure how to respond, i've only known them for a little while. i'm not sure how to act, or how they act quite yet.

there were lots of people in the group chat, but i knew all of them from bridgette's introductions.

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(time skip to next morning , friday )

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i wake up to my phone buzzing like crazy.

the first messages i see are from the group chat, they were just talking about what to pack and who's riding with who, i knew i was riding with bridgette so i didn't really feel like checking the messages.

the next messages i see are from bridgette, i click on her icon;

'hey court! sorry for such late notice but you will actually have to ride with duncan due to some mishaps. sorry !! see ya later!'

i just stare at my phone for a minute trying to process that text. it was way to early for this.

i click out of her messages to see a message from duncan;

'morning princess, be there around 10 😉'

i look at the time in the corner of my phone, it reads; '9:44'

oh my gosh. i woke up so late.

i sit up so fast i get dizzy for a second but i get back onto my feet and slam open my drawers.

i grab a maroon t-shirt with my initials monogrammed on the pocket and then grab some dark green shorts that match the monogram color.

i throw my outfit on and barley brush my hair then throw it into a messy bun with a white scrunchie.

i throw on some crocs and run down the stairs.

i grab a piece of leftover toast from the table and shove it into my mouth before running back upstairs to grab my phone and suitcase.

as i get to the door i look down at my phone , it was only 9:54.

i sit in front of my tv and lay my head against a pillow and close my eyes.

i guess i dozed off because i woke up to a tapping on my shoulder and i look over.

my eyes widen as i see the green haired boy sits next to me pulling his hand away.

'sorry- you were just-' he starts but i interrupted him. 'how long was i asleep ?!' i ask searching for my phone. 'only a little bit, i got here just a few minutes ago-' he muttered.

i find my phone and check the time, it was only 10:04. 'sorry- i was just tired.' i whisper under my breath. 'it's fine but we do really need to get going.' he replies quickly and holds out his hand.

i don't take it but i get up as well. i grab my suitcase and open my front door and hold it for him as he walks out. i then lock the door.

he drove a big pickup truck. i open the door and sit there watching out the window. 'you have a nice house.' he stated trying to start a conversation. 'yeah, i guess.' i responded harshly.

'well, way to kill a convo.' he muttered but i could hear him still. 'you excited?' he beamed. i feel a smile tug at my cheeks, 'yeah, a little bit.' he looked at me with one hand on the wheel. 'a little bit?' he laughs, 'am i this boring, princess?' he turned his gaze back to the road.

'i wish you'd stop calling me that, you ogre.' i joked. 'eh, i've been called worse.' he replied and turned up the volume on the radio.

some weird rock band started playing. 'whatcha want to listen to , court?' he asks me. i look at him and we lock eyes for a second. 'do you have taylor swift?' i ask silently. 'do i look like i have taylor swift?' he asks kind of laughing.

he didn't. he looked like he listened to teenage dirtbag on repeat. 'could i play something?' i ask smiling softly. 'sure, just don't make my ears bleed, kay?' he begged.

i smile and take out my phone and connected it to his truck, i play 'Today Was A Fairytale' by taylor swift.

he looks at me and laughs , 'oh- oh okay, you want to listen to this?' he smirks and lifts one eyebrow. 'just wait. just wait' he repeats himself.

i giggle, 'what?' the song switches to 'Dress' by taylor swift and he turns the volume all the way up.

'FLASHBACK WHEN YOU MET ME YOUR BUZZCUT AND MY HAIR BLEACHED.' he sang at the top of he's longs and my jaw dropped.

'you, out of all people..listen to taylor?' i bust out laughing and bury my face in my hands. 'of course,' he flaps his hand down , 'i'm such a swifter!' he yells.

i laugh so hard i'm surprised i didn't pee my pants. 'i don't believe you.' i say after i finish laughing. 'oh you wanna bet?' he looks at me and then looks back onto the road.

we keep singing to her songs until we get to the camp and park in one of the last parking spots left.

we jump out of the car still laughing and smiling from singing so loud.

bridgette and geoff walk over to us, 'we could hear yall a mile away' they laugh. me and duncan just smile at each other and then look away. bridgette pulls me away after that.

'oh, you like mr boom boom over there?' she giggles and puts her elbow on my shoulder. my face goes completely red, 'excuse me ?! absolutely not ! you're crazy!' i say trying to defend myself but it's wasn't looking very believable.

'right..' she responds, 'and why "mr. boom boom"?' i ask honestly curious. 'oh, because in 8th grade he blew up the teachers desk because he got detention, his parents payed for him back into the school though.' my eyes widen, 'jesus-' i gasp.

'yep anyway, let's go over to the others, it almost time for lunch.' she replies and grabs my hand.

we walk over to the cafeteria and take a seat at the table and wait for the others.

the only others in the cafeteria were a boy with blonde curly hair whose with a boy with dark brown hair, and a girl with red hair and a boy with dark hair. 'who are they?' i ask bridgette.

she points at the 2 boys. 'the blonde one is bowie, the other one is raj.' she then point to the other couple, 'that's zoey and next to her is mike.' i nod slowly. 'oh!' i reply.

the doors open and the group walks in. izzy and owen sit next to each other, geoff sits next to bridgette, noah and cody sit next to each other, gwen and trent sit together and so do harold and lashawna.

'where's duncan?' i ask looking at geoff. 'i dunno dude.' he responds, he obviously didn't care that much.

i sit there pretty bored, i had no service for any of my apps to work, bridgette was making out with geoff and everyone else had their boyfriend or girlfriend to talk to.

i was looking at my nails until i felt hands on my eyes, 'guess who!' i hear someone yell. i immediately smile.

i turn around to see...

SCOTT?

my smile instantly fades. 'oh, hey scott.' i say and turn back around. he takes the seat next to me. 'wait no-' i try to stop him from sitting but he ignored me.

scott leans on his palm as his shoulder is digging into the table, 'i've missed you, court.' he says. i'm not looking at him but i can tell he's smiling and blushes his cheeks off.

scott has always had a crush on me ever since we were like 11. it's pretty obvious.

'yeah, i've missed you too..' i reply coldly, looking for duncan.

god, i hate to admit it, but i miss him.

A/N- ok soo this was rlly long- working on chapter 9 as you read💋