Natrually DuncanXGwen

gwens pov

"ok courtney ould u like to go first" miss asked"of course miss" she dicho and begann playing a umm somthing classical ive never heard of. then it was duncans tur he played the instrumental to ashley por escape the fate wow he was great on the electro guitar.

duncans pov
"gwen please" the teach dicho "no miss i dont want to" "but gwen tu have to"the teacher dicho firmly. "good luck pasty?" i shouted and she smiled. She startd playing the keyoards it was bring me to life por evanescence ten she strted canto in the best voice ever jst lke amy lee wow. "well that was brilliant both of u er...

(Gwen's P.O.V.)
Luckily, I wasn't murdered in my sleep por Courtney. I was woken up on the comfy golden-colored chair por Sierra squealing, and Heather and Courtney fighting. My instincts told me it was somewhere around five in the morning.
"... and tu need to focus on winning!!" Heather growled at Courtney. "I do focus on winning! All the time!!" Courtney retorted. Her and Heather's faces were nearly two inches away from each other. "Shut it, tu two." I grumbled sleepily. "How about tu stay out of it, boyfriend kisser!!" Courtney spat at me. I glared daggers at her, and left for the economy...

Gwen's P.O.V.

Well I got to say I'm not suprised...
Not with the whole reactions from the so called "leaders" but with this guy.Hmm... One of Heather's hit man I suppose. He's too cocky for Mclean and yet to suttle for Al... but I'm surprised he had the balls to hit on me. And right after I almost blew his boss's head off. Ha. Amusing indeed. I have to keep my eye on this one.
So we're driving to a club he suggested. Great. I'll have to remember not to leave my drink alone with him.. I know that he's not the type to kidnap me for his boss but I'm not stupid. He may have a crush on me but I'm not...

The Kids Don’t Know

Chapter 8

Do o Die

    My parents had a freak out. But (Thank tu dad!) I have good eavesdropping skills. “Chris, I thought that tu were out of our lives for good!” I heard Dad yell. “Listen, man! This is my job now! I have no intent of putting your kids through you-know-what.” I was thinking, until I remembered Dad saying that McLean made his life miserable. After like thirty minutos of yelling, we left. “Hey, Mom, do tu know Mr. McLean?” Dominic asked. I hit my face. Mom just sat there. Ding-Dong! I walked up to the door and opened it...

Could we be more? (chapter1)
So I’ve been lectura GwenxDuncan fanfiction lately, and I decided to write one of my own! Basically, they’re 17, they’re in high school, and Total Drama never happened. I’m really excited about this, so I hope tu guys that are lectura this enjoy it. I’ll probably continue, but not if I don’t get at least one review (so if tu like it, please write me a few nice words).

~~~Gwen’s::P.O.V.~~~

I awoke to a very annoying beep. I groaned groggily, still half asleep, and banged on my alarm clock until the beeping ceased. I literally rolled out of cama and fell...

(Regular P.O.V. -no one's in particular, just narration :3 -)
Duncan sat with is team at one table, Gwen with her team at the other. Silently eating their crunchy eggs and soft toast. A bit ironic, I would have to say.
Suddenly, Chef hacha, hacha de guerra burst through the mess hall door and shouted, "OUTSIDE NOW, MAGGOTS!!" so outside everyone went. "Oh great, what does he want now?" Duncan whispered to Gwen. "I have no idea," she replied. "but it can't be good."
All of the campers followed Chef outside. The cameras circled all of them. "Alright, maggots! DROP AND GIVE ME 50!!" Chef barked. They all dropped...