Duncan,What are wewe waiting for?

It was cool this summer afternoon in the lush evergreen forest of Camp Wawanakwa, as the campers ran ramped on their siku off from Chris’s torturous challenges. Gwen was leaning under a tall oak tree, shaded from the suns intense gaze, expressing her well veiled joy onto the blank canvas of her sketchbook. She looked up for a moment to quickly glance at the very thing au rather person that gave her such unexplainable cheerfulness, her boyfriend, Duncan.

Duncan was currently occupied with having Geoff in a headlock for saying something that involved her, but she didn’t quite catch the whole...

(Gwen's P.O.V.)
Luckily, I wasn't murdered in my sleep kwa Courtney. I was woken up on the comfy golden-colored chair kwa Sierra squealing, and Heather and Courtney fighting. My instincts told me it was somewhere around five in the morning.
"... and wewe 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, wewe two." I grumbled sleepily. "How about wewe 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...