Courtney was glad it was dark and that there were plenty of bushes. Her, Duncan, Gwen and Leshawna were all hiding in the bushes in front of Heathers mansion.
The plan was so mean and cruel that Courtney had immediately jumped right on board. Not only would she be getting back at Heather but Duncan assured her that the disk would be retrieved as well. The greatest thing about all of this, was Courtney was actually having fun. She wasn’t high and she wasn’t with people that would go and backstab her, sure she was probably doing some bad things but Heather had it coming for a long time.
“Hey Leshawna, do wewe still have Harold’s red ant farm with you?” Courtney heard Gwen ask.
Lashawna giggled evilly and held up a glass box filled with dirt and little red ants. “Oh yeah baby, courtesy of my main man.”
That was one relationship Courtney just didn’t understand. Trent and Gwen she could understand because they were both artistic, but Harold and Leshawna were complete opposites.
“OK guys we wait for her to fall asleep and then we songesha in,” whispered Duncan who was kneeling beside Courtney. He tapped her on the shoulder lightly so he could have her undivided attention. “You sure wewe want to go through with this.”
She smiled wickedly and let out a short laugh. “Hell yes, this is the most fun I’ve had all mwaka yet.”
He winked at her before moving to a separate kichaka that had better access to see when Heather finally fell asleep, when she did he would signal them.
Courtney continued to lay low when Leshawna moved beside her. “So wewe and Duncan are tight now?” she asked curiously.
Courtney looked at her before glancing at Duncan who was fiddling with his pocket knife. “I guess wewe can say that,” she answered.
“Wow that’s great. Can’t say I didn’t see it coming though,” Leshawna replied.
Courtney furrowed her brow. “What do wewe mean? We’re complete opposites, we’re the least likely of people to connect.”
Leshawna shrugged. “Well wewe know what they say, opposites attract.”
“Is that true for wewe and Harold?” she wondered out loud.
Leshawna smirked before saying, “All I know is that boy is one of the sweetest, coolest, and weirdest white boys I have ever met. But he loves Leshawna the way no other man could. “
Courtney guessed she could understand that. She was so jealous of Leshawna and Harold, of Gwen and Trent and of Bridgette and Geoff. They all had someone, someone to talk to and to love, someone to look after. She wanted that.
“Must be nice to have a friend like Duncan doing this for you,” Leshawna suddenly said.
Courtney felt herself blush. “Um...yeah I guess.”
“You may not believe it but wewe two defiantly compliment each other. wewe need some wrong and he needs some right.”
Courtney felt her blush further deepen. “We’re just friends.”
Leshawna snorted. “OK, whatever wewe say,” she alisema not sounding convinced.
Duncan suddenly whistled and pointed towards the back door of Heathers house. They all moved towards the door as quietly as they could. Duncan put one finger to his lips to warn them all to be extra quiet. He pulled what looked to be two metal sticks out of his pocket and started to mess around with the doorknob. Courtney had only seen things like this in movies, but if there was anyone who knew how to break into a house undetected it was Duncan.
The door suddenly popped open and they all got a rush of adrenaline. Duncan went in first with the rest of them following closely behind. Courtney looked around the nice expensive home. The house itself had to have been designed kwa a professional. Everything was completely furnished and elegant looking. People like Heather didn’t deserve such nice things.
They all made their way up the stairs and recognized Heather’s room right away thanks to the big sign on the front of her door that read ‘Queen Heather.” Courtney wanted to barf, talk about narcissism.
Duncan nodded his head at the door and they all nodded back enthusiastically. Duncan gave a reassuring smile to Courtney and silently opened the door to where the witch herself was sleeping.
“Do wewe care to do the honors princess?” whispered Duncan handing her the electric razor.
Courtney smiled and took the razor from him feeling a strange sensation when their hands momentarily touched. “I’d upendo nothing better,” she alisema smiling appreciatively to him.
“Gwen go look for her purse,” alisema Duncan.
Gwen nodded and soon found Courtney’s mfuko wa fedha, mfuko hanging beside Heathers. Duncan rummaged through it and found the disk. He winked at Courtney and put the disk securely in the hem of his jeans and handed Courtney her purse, she wrapped it over her chest glad to have her stuff back.
“Gwen plug me in,” alisema Courtney tired of messing around. She was ready to get down to business now that the disk was in their hands. Gwen plugged in the electrical razor to a nearby outlet. “Leshawna get the ant farm ready.” Leshawna snickered under her breath and shook the little red ant farm as hard as she could.
Heather, who apparently slept like a rock, didn’t even stir as Courtney turned on the razor and closed in on Heather. The only thing heard the rest of the night was the sound of awakened screams and uproarious laughter.
Courtney had managed to get most of Heathers head shaved when she finally woke up looking confused and then horrified to find out what Courtney was doing. It only got worse when Leshawna and Gwen dumped the red ant farm into her kitanda and they all made a run for it.
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The whole night was spent celebrating. Not only had they gotten back at Heather for all the crap she’d put them through, but they also got the disk which Courtney couldn’t have been any happier about .
“Thank wewe guys so much,” alisema Courtney giving Gwen and Leshawna one last hug.
“Hey no problem baby doll,” alisema Leshawna hugging her right back. “Anytime for you, and especially anytime if it means getting back at Heather.”
“Yeah that was so much fun,” agreed Gwen. “Who new wewe could be so vengeful.”
Courtney smiled innocently and shrugged. “Ah, what can I say?”
Duncan and Courtney waved good-bye to Gwen and Leshawna before the two parties went their separate ways. Courtney tried to ignore the way Leshawna winked suggestively at her before her and Duncan left.
Courtney was still euphoric as they walked back to her house and it must’ve been written all over her face. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen wewe this happy,” Duncan suddenly said. “If I knew wewe got this excited about getting back at people I would’ve started being Marafiki with wewe sooner. The princess has a dark side.”
Courtney just laughed and shook her head. “It was like once I did something bad…it was so much fun I just wanted more!”
Duncan grinned before pulling out the disk and waving it in the air. “And we’ve got zaidi of that right here.”
Courtney looked at him horrified and tried to snatch it out of his hand only to have him pull it out of her reach just in time. “No Duncan! The plan was never to actually watch the stupid thing!”
She tried to grab it again but this time he held it over his head which was a huge disadvantage since he was taller than her. “Hey wewe still owe me.”
Her jaw dropped as she stomped her foot angrily on the ground. “What do wewe mean? I already agreed to be your friend!”
“Yeah but that’s not really payment for taking care of your punda for one night, the whole friendship thing was something I already had in mind before your dumb little night with Heather.”
Courtney was surprised to learn this information. She’d deal with that news later. “Duncan c’mon. I really don’t want anyone to see what’s on there, not even you.”
He put one hand over his chest. “I swear it will only be wewe and me who watch it once and then we’ll destroy it if wewe want. But I’m really dyeing to see what’s on this baby.”
She still didn’t budge.
“Oh c’mon it’s not like I didn’t already catch a glimpse of what’s already on this thing!”
“Then that glimpse should be enough for you,” she alisema reaching for the disk again. She was taken off guard when Duncan suddenly locked his hands together and put them around Courtney’s waist and pulled her close to him.
Her breath left her body in a mgawanyiko, baidisha sekunde and her mind went blank. She couldn’t even bring herself to look at his face since they were so close. She could feel his warm breath on her skin, she also noticed it didn’t have the same lingering scent of cigarettes it use to have. ‘Did he stop smoking?’
She felt her mouth go dry and her muscles turn to jelly. She even felt herself shake slightly against her control. Duncan, upon feeling this, only held her closer and whispered in her ear. “Or wewe could just give me a kiss, that would be payment enough, plus that’d be pretty bad.”
He didn’t know what he was doing. One dakika he saw her as just a friend, but after watching her get revenge on Heather, after making her feel better, after just one fraking day! He wanted her. Really wanted her.
Courtney felt a chill go up her spine and thought about it. The way Duncan had helped her yet again. Maybe…maybe for one second…maybe one time.
Nope!
Courtney brought up her knee and connected with his groin. Duncan groaned in pain and dropped to his knees allowing Courtney to snatch the disk out of his hand. She watched in amusement as he squirmed in pain and gave her a WTF? look.
“We’re suppose to be just Marafiki remember, and I think we’ll just watch the video. OK?”
Duncan just looked at her like she was crazy. “Yeah that works for me.” He had almost forgotten Courtney’s good old kicks to the balls. Nice to see not everything between them changed.
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Courtney held her hands over her open mouth the whole time while Duncan continued to watch in utter amusement and entertainment. She was so glad her parents didn’t get back nyumbani until the morning, it gave her plenty of time to destroy this abomination.
“How in the hell did wewe manage to get your leg over your head like that and then not be able to get it back to normal?” laughed Duncan rewinding the disk on her laptop to an embarrassing moment where Courtney apparently thought she was a cheerleader. The video went on to onyesha her flashing her boobs at some car driving past Heathers convertible.
“Oh God!” she moaned burying her head in her hands.
She reached over to stop the video only to have her hand slapped away kwa Duncan’s. “No, no leave it, this is getting really good.” She glared at him making him look at her defensively. “What? I’m still a guy after all.”
She kept her eyes shielded in her hands for the rest of the video, she didn’t want to see anymore. Duncan continued to hoot and laugh until the video was finally over. She ejected the disk from her laptop and looked at it in disdained.
“Oh man, that was kwa far the craziest thing I’ve ever seen,” alisema Duncan chuckling one last time.
“Shut up!” alisema Courtney slapping him on the shoulder and pacing around her room.
“What are wewe doing?” asked Duncan watching her every move.
“I’m looking for something to destroy this thing,” she alisema desperately.
“Here give it to me,” Duncan offered pulling out his pocket knife. Courtney handed it over to him and watched as he put it on her work dawati and mgawanyiko, baidisha it clean in half.
“Do it again,” she demanded. “Cut it up until wewe can’t tell it’s a disk anymore.”
Duncan did as she asked and cut the disk up until it was nothing but little shards that couldn’t be put back together even if wewe tried. “Satisfied,” he asked her already putting away his pocket knife.
“Very,” she answered rubbing her shoulders feeling zaidi relaxed.
Duncan stretched and yawned loudly. “Well I’m beat.” Courtney watched as Duncan took off his koti, jacket and crashed face first into her Queen sized bed. She waited for him to get off and say he was joking but he continued to just lay there.
“What are wewe doing?”
He looked up at her sleepily. “I’m going to kitanda what does it look like.”
“Very funny,” she alisema humorlessly.
He smiled lazily and only scooted farther into the bed. “You care to jiunge me?”
“Duncan go home,” she ordered.
“Oh I see…It’s OK for wewe to sleep over at my house but it’s not OK for me to sleep at your house,” he whined.
“First of all,” began Courtney. “I didn’t have a choice and secondly you’re not stoned au passing out.”
“But wewe don’t know that.”
She sighed tiredly and looked at him with pleading eyes. Duncan took the sign and hopped off her bed. “Fine let me go out into the cold night and fall asleep all alone.”
She smirked and patted him on the head playfully. “You’ll survive.”
Duncan was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something. “Oh don’t forget to wear your bathing suit tomorrow.” He was about to leave when Courtney grabbed him kwa the arm.
“Why?” she asked scared to hear the answer
“ Bridgette was talking about a bunch of people going to the beach, pwani this weekend, that includes wewe and me princess.”
She looked at him if he was serious. “I can’t go. My parents get nyumbani in the morning and I can’t just leave in my bikini with a ex-convict on a motorcycle.”
He groaned hoping her good girl attitude wouldn’t come back so fast. “Then just pack your bikini and I’ll have Gwen au Bridgette come pick wewe up.” He made his way for the front door not wanting to hear anymore arguments.
“But I have homework to do and tests to study for and-” she was cut off kwa Duncan putting one finger over her lips and looking at her sternly.
“You always study and always play kwa the rules.” He pressed his finger against her lips when she was about to talk back, he wasn’t done talking yet. “Which is why wewe are going to the beach, pwani to loosen up with your Marafiki and I don’t want to hear any zaidi protests. I’ll get Gwen and Leshawna to kidnap wewe if I have to.” He finally removed his finger and waited for her response.
She seemed to fighting with the decision in her head before finally nodding and saying, “Fine.” Just as Duncan was about to leave Courtney said, “I swear, I think you’re rubbing off on me.”
He came back inside and moved so close to her Courtney worriedly thought he was going to do something. “That’s OK, I think you’re rubbing off on me too,” he flicked her nose teasingly before making his way out the door. “Hey Duncan,” she called stopping him. “Did wewe stop smoking?”
He grinned before replying. “Smoking is bad for you.” He shut the door and left her there speechless.
Maybe they really were rubbing off and each other, since when did Duncan avoid bad things? And since when did she get into them?
“You may not believe it but wewe two defiantly compliment each other. wewe need some wrong and he needs some right.” Maybe what Leshawna had alisema had some truth to it, maybe being opposites wasn’t such a bad thing after all.
The plan was so mean and cruel that Courtney had immediately jumped right on board. Not only would she be getting back at Heather but Duncan assured her that the disk would be retrieved as well. The greatest thing about all of this, was Courtney was actually having fun. She wasn’t high and she wasn’t with people that would go and backstab her, sure she was probably doing some bad things but Heather had it coming for a long time.
“Hey Leshawna, do wewe still have Harold’s red ant farm with you?” Courtney heard Gwen ask.
Lashawna giggled evilly and held up a glass box filled with dirt and little red ants. “Oh yeah baby, courtesy of my main man.”
That was one relationship Courtney just didn’t understand. Trent and Gwen she could understand because they were both artistic, but Harold and Leshawna were complete opposites.
“OK guys we wait for her to fall asleep and then we songesha in,” whispered Duncan who was kneeling beside Courtney. He tapped her on the shoulder lightly so he could have her undivided attention. “You sure wewe want to go through with this.”
She smiled wickedly and let out a short laugh. “Hell yes, this is the most fun I’ve had all mwaka yet.”
He winked at her before moving to a separate kichaka that had better access to see when Heather finally fell asleep, when she did he would signal them.
Courtney continued to lay low when Leshawna moved beside her. “So wewe and Duncan are tight now?” she asked curiously.
Courtney looked at her before glancing at Duncan who was fiddling with his pocket knife. “I guess wewe can say that,” she answered.
“Wow that’s great. Can’t say I didn’t see it coming though,” Leshawna replied.
Courtney furrowed her brow. “What do wewe mean? We’re complete opposites, we’re the least likely of people to connect.”
Leshawna shrugged. “Well wewe know what they say, opposites attract.”
“Is that true for wewe and Harold?” she wondered out loud.
Leshawna smirked before saying, “All I know is that boy is one of the sweetest, coolest, and weirdest white boys I have ever met. But he loves Leshawna the way no other man could. “
Courtney guessed she could understand that. She was so jealous of Leshawna and Harold, of Gwen and Trent and of Bridgette and Geoff. They all had someone, someone to talk to and to love, someone to look after. She wanted that.
“Must be nice to have a friend like Duncan doing this for you,” Leshawna suddenly said.
Courtney felt herself blush. “Um...yeah I guess.”
“You may not believe it but wewe two defiantly compliment each other. wewe need some wrong and he needs some right.”
Courtney felt her blush further deepen. “We’re just friends.”
Leshawna snorted. “OK, whatever wewe say,” she alisema not sounding convinced.
Duncan suddenly whistled and pointed towards the back door of Heathers house. They all moved towards the door as quietly as they could. Duncan put one finger to his lips to warn them all to be extra quiet. He pulled what looked to be two metal sticks out of his pocket and started to mess around with the doorknob. Courtney had only seen things like this in movies, but if there was anyone who knew how to break into a house undetected it was Duncan.
The door suddenly popped open and they all got a rush of adrenaline. Duncan went in first with the rest of them following closely behind. Courtney looked around the nice expensive home. The house itself had to have been designed kwa a professional. Everything was completely furnished and elegant looking. People like Heather didn’t deserve such nice things.
They all made their way up the stairs and recognized Heather’s room right away thanks to the big sign on the front of her door that read ‘Queen Heather.” Courtney wanted to barf, talk about narcissism.
Duncan nodded his head at the door and they all nodded back enthusiastically. Duncan gave a reassuring smile to Courtney and silently opened the door to where the witch herself was sleeping.
“Do wewe care to do the honors princess?” whispered Duncan handing her the electric razor.
Courtney smiled and took the razor from him feeling a strange sensation when their hands momentarily touched. “I’d upendo nothing better,” she alisema smiling appreciatively to him.
“Gwen go look for her purse,” alisema Duncan.
Gwen nodded and soon found Courtney’s mfuko wa fedha, mfuko hanging beside Heathers. Duncan rummaged through it and found the disk. He winked at Courtney and put the disk securely in the hem of his jeans and handed Courtney her purse, she wrapped it over her chest glad to have her stuff back.
“Gwen plug me in,” alisema Courtney tired of messing around. She was ready to get down to business now that the disk was in their hands. Gwen plugged in the electrical razor to a nearby outlet. “Leshawna get the ant farm ready.” Leshawna snickered under her breath and shook the little red ant farm as hard as she could.
Heather, who apparently slept like a rock, didn’t even stir as Courtney turned on the razor and closed in on Heather. The only thing heard the rest of the night was the sound of awakened screams and uproarious laughter.
Courtney had managed to get most of Heathers head shaved when she finally woke up looking confused and then horrified to find out what Courtney was doing. It only got worse when Leshawna and Gwen dumped the red ant farm into her kitanda and they all made a run for it.
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The whole night was spent celebrating. Not only had they gotten back at Heather for all the crap she’d put them through, but they also got the disk which Courtney couldn’t have been any happier about .
“Thank wewe guys so much,” alisema Courtney giving Gwen and Leshawna one last hug.
“Hey no problem baby doll,” alisema Leshawna hugging her right back. “Anytime for you, and especially anytime if it means getting back at Heather.”
“Yeah that was so much fun,” agreed Gwen. “Who new wewe could be so vengeful.”
Courtney smiled innocently and shrugged. “Ah, what can I say?”
Duncan and Courtney waved good-bye to Gwen and Leshawna before the two parties went their separate ways. Courtney tried to ignore the way Leshawna winked suggestively at her before her and Duncan left.
Courtney was still euphoric as they walked back to her house and it must’ve been written all over her face. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen wewe this happy,” Duncan suddenly said. “If I knew wewe got this excited about getting back at people I would’ve started being Marafiki with wewe sooner. The princess has a dark side.”
Courtney just laughed and shook her head. “It was like once I did something bad…it was so much fun I just wanted more!”
Duncan grinned before pulling out the disk and waving it in the air. “And we’ve got zaidi of that right here.”
Courtney looked at him horrified and tried to snatch it out of his hand only to have him pull it out of her reach just in time. “No Duncan! The plan was never to actually watch the stupid thing!”
She tried to grab it again but this time he held it over his head which was a huge disadvantage since he was taller than her. “Hey wewe still owe me.”
Her jaw dropped as she stomped her foot angrily on the ground. “What do wewe mean? I already agreed to be your friend!”
“Yeah but that’s not really payment for taking care of your punda for one night, the whole friendship thing was something I already had in mind before your dumb little night with Heather.”
Courtney was surprised to learn this information. She’d deal with that news later. “Duncan c’mon. I really don’t want anyone to see what’s on there, not even you.”
He put one hand over his chest. “I swear it will only be wewe and me who watch it once and then we’ll destroy it if wewe want. But I’m really dyeing to see what’s on this baby.”
She still didn’t budge.
“Oh c’mon it’s not like I didn’t already catch a glimpse of what’s already on this thing!”
“Then that glimpse should be enough for you,” she alisema reaching for the disk again. She was taken off guard when Duncan suddenly locked his hands together and put them around Courtney’s waist and pulled her close to him.
Her breath left her body in a mgawanyiko, baidisha sekunde and her mind went blank. She couldn’t even bring herself to look at his face since they were so close. She could feel his warm breath on her skin, she also noticed it didn’t have the same lingering scent of cigarettes it use to have. ‘Did he stop smoking?’
She felt her mouth go dry and her muscles turn to jelly. She even felt herself shake slightly against her control. Duncan, upon feeling this, only held her closer and whispered in her ear. “Or wewe could just give me a kiss, that would be payment enough, plus that’d be pretty bad.”
He didn’t know what he was doing. One dakika he saw her as just a friend, but after watching her get revenge on Heather, after making her feel better, after just one fraking day! He wanted her. Really wanted her.
Courtney felt a chill go up her spine and thought about it. The way Duncan had helped her yet again. Maybe…maybe for one second…maybe one time.
Nope!
Courtney brought up her knee and connected with his groin. Duncan groaned in pain and dropped to his knees allowing Courtney to snatch the disk out of his hand. She watched in amusement as he squirmed in pain and gave her a WTF? look.
“We’re suppose to be just Marafiki remember, and I think we’ll just watch the video. OK?”
Duncan just looked at her like she was crazy. “Yeah that works for me.” He had almost forgotten Courtney’s good old kicks to the balls. Nice to see not everything between them changed.
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Courtney held her hands over her open mouth the whole time while Duncan continued to watch in utter amusement and entertainment. She was so glad her parents didn’t get back nyumbani until the morning, it gave her plenty of time to destroy this abomination.
“How in the hell did wewe manage to get your leg over your head like that and then not be able to get it back to normal?” laughed Duncan rewinding the disk on her laptop to an embarrassing moment where Courtney apparently thought she was a cheerleader. The video went on to onyesha her flashing her boobs at some car driving past Heathers convertible.
“Oh God!” she moaned burying her head in her hands.
She reached over to stop the video only to have her hand slapped away kwa Duncan’s. “No, no leave it, this is getting really good.” She glared at him making him look at her defensively. “What? I’m still a guy after all.”
She kept her eyes shielded in her hands for the rest of the video, she didn’t want to see anymore. Duncan continued to hoot and laugh until the video was finally over. She ejected the disk from her laptop and looked at it in disdained.
“Oh man, that was kwa far the craziest thing I’ve ever seen,” alisema Duncan chuckling one last time.
“Shut up!” alisema Courtney slapping him on the shoulder and pacing around her room.
“What are wewe doing?” asked Duncan watching her every move.
“I’m looking for something to destroy this thing,” she alisema desperately.
“Here give it to me,” Duncan offered pulling out his pocket knife. Courtney handed it over to him and watched as he put it on her work dawati and mgawanyiko, baidisha it clean in half.
“Do it again,” she demanded. “Cut it up until wewe can’t tell it’s a disk anymore.”
Duncan did as she asked and cut the disk up until it was nothing but little shards that couldn’t be put back together even if wewe tried. “Satisfied,” he asked her already putting away his pocket knife.
“Very,” she answered rubbing her shoulders feeling zaidi relaxed.
Duncan stretched and yawned loudly. “Well I’m beat.” Courtney watched as Duncan took off his koti, jacket and crashed face first into her Queen sized bed. She waited for him to get off and say he was joking but he continued to just lay there.
“What are wewe doing?”
He looked up at her sleepily. “I’m going to kitanda what does it look like.”
“Very funny,” she alisema humorlessly.
He smiled lazily and only scooted farther into the bed. “You care to jiunge me?”
“Duncan go home,” she ordered.
“Oh I see…It’s OK for wewe to sleep over at my house but it’s not OK for me to sleep at your house,” he whined.
“First of all,” began Courtney. “I didn’t have a choice and secondly you’re not stoned au passing out.”
“But wewe don’t know that.”
She sighed tiredly and looked at him with pleading eyes. Duncan took the sign and hopped off her bed. “Fine let me go out into the cold night and fall asleep all alone.”
She smirked and patted him on the head playfully. “You’ll survive.”
Duncan was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something. “Oh don’t forget to wear your bathing suit tomorrow.” He was about to leave when Courtney grabbed him kwa the arm.
“Why?” she asked scared to hear the answer
“ Bridgette was talking about a bunch of people going to the beach, pwani this weekend, that includes wewe and me princess.”
She looked at him if he was serious. “I can’t go. My parents get nyumbani in the morning and I can’t just leave in my bikini with a ex-convict on a motorcycle.”
He groaned hoping her good girl attitude wouldn’t come back so fast. “Then just pack your bikini and I’ll have Gwen au Bridgette come pick wewe up.” He made his way for the front door not wanting to hear anymore arguments.
“But I have homework to do and tests to study for and-” she was cut off kwa Duncan putting one finger over her lips and looking at her sternly.
“You always study and always play kwa the rules.” He pressed his finger against her lips when she was about to talk back, he wasn’t done talking yet. “Which is why wewe are going to the beach, pwani to loosen up with your Marafiki and I don’t want to hear any zaidi protests. I’ll get Gwen and Leshawna to kidnap wewe if I have to.” He finally removed his finger and waited for her response.
She seemed to fighting with the decision in her head before finally nodding and saying, “Fine.” Just as Duncan was about to leave Courtney said, “I swear, I think you’re rubbing off on me.”
He came back inside and moved so close to her Courtney worriedly thought he was going to do something. “That’s OK, I think you’re rubbing off on me too,” he flicked her nose teasingly before making his way out the door. “Hey Duncan,” she called stopping him. “Did wewe stop smoking?”
He grinned before replying. “Smoking is bad for you.” He shut the door and left her there speechless.
Maybe they really were rubbing off and each other, since when did Duncan avoid bad things? And since when did she get into them?
“You may not believe it but wewe two defiantly compliment each other. wewe need some wrong and he needs some right.” Maybe what Leshawna had alisema had some truth to it, maybe being opposites wasn’t such a bad thing after all.
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