Courtney's Pov

I turned around quickly. "What?" I asked. "Wanna learn...how to...whistle," He demonstrated kwa whistling loudly. The boy wasn't half bad. He was around my age, black hair, green eyes, and a hand painting of a hand print on his shirt. He looked like the musical type. Ok he way beyond cute!

I giggled nervously. He quirked an eyebrow, which made me giggle even zaidi and blush. "I'm Trent," He held out a hand. "Courtney!" A voice alisema that wasn't mine.

We were in mid handshake before we turned around to see Duncan on a skateboard with a blonde boy right behind him. He quickly let go of my hand. I looked up in confusion but, he wasn't looking my way. He was glaring at Duncan.

They finally came closer. "Sup, Trevor," Duncan alisema to his face. "It's Tr-" "Whatever," He turned to me. "You should be at the house?" I stared back silently. "Well, go!" He motioned with his hand. I put my hand on my hips. "No!" He raised his pierced eyebrow in surprise then, quickly covered it with a scowl. "Go. To the house!" He mumbled in my ear. A shiver went up my body so I just took off.

Duncan's Pov

"As for you, stay away from her? Go it?" I said. He nodded back, too stricken to reply and quickly ran away. "So, what's next?" Geoff said. "Pizza!" We both yelled in unison. We jumped on our skateboards and we were coasting down broadway.