I looked through the clothing racks my team had put together for me, and sighed. None of the articles of clothing I was looking at were me. 

"Don't you have anything less revealing? Maybe a cute blouse or even a sweater? Just something that's not going to ride up my thighs every time I move?" I asked them, the taller blonde, wearing a bright yellow 'staff' shirt walked forward and smiled at me

"Sweetie, you have a great body. Why try to hide it? Be confident." she said. I stared at her

"You must not know me very well, I'm the most confident person I know." I laughed, she sighed

"I mean be confident with your body." she said blandly. I rubbed the side of my face uncomfortably. 

"Just because I have a 'nice' body, doesn't mean I have to show it off, I have self respect you know," I snapped, she slowly shrugged and turned away slightly, but slowly looked at me over her shoulder

"I know for a fact that other girl... Gwen? Yeah, she's wearing something that'll catch the attention of any man in the room. You don't want her to look better than you, do you?" she asked slyly. I stiffened and looked from her to the other girl in the room, they were both giving me knowing glances. 

I slowly turned back to the clothing rack and shuffled through the dresses, before slowly turning back to them. My hands on my hips

"I know what you're both trying to do. It's not going to work. I'm confident. And that means I can blow whatever Gwen is going to wear out of the water with a freaking T-shirt on. Sure enough with a sweater. Now, listen to me." I said. Slowly standing in front of them "You're going to leave, and bring me back the most UNrevealing clothes you can find, and you'll watch me rock them like I was wearing a skimpy dress." I said, my voice low. I knew they found me intimidating. So I continued to stare down at them, my onyx eyes bright.

"Yes Ma'am," they whimpered, and left quickly. I smirked to myself and crossed my arms over my chest. I walked over to the mirror in my dressing room, and leaned my hands on the counter, leaning in

"Alright Courtney. You can do this. It's only a little while, then you'll never have to see her again." I whispered to myself. I blew out a long breath and slowly sat down in the rolling chair. I bit my lip, even though he was just down the hall in his own dressing room, I still missed Duncan. 

I looked at the door as a soft knock sounded on the other end

"Court?" Bridgette's warm voice said.

"Yeah, come in." I said. She slowly opened the door, and walked over to me

"How you doing?" she asked, sitting up on the counter in my room

"There are times when I think I can handle all of this, seeing her again... Seeing her and Duncan in the same room again. But then there are times when I seriously doubt my abilities of remaining calm. Like I could explode at any second."

"So like normal?" Bridgette asked jokingly. I snorted at her, but then her face turned serious

"Courtney. You're one of the strongest people I know. If you can handle a few hours with your mortal enemy, you can handle anything." she said. Confidence in her voice. I smiled at her

"I mean... I fought sharks on TDA, I can handle this." I said, standing up slowly. Bridgette jumped down back onto the floor and put her hands on my shoulders

"Now that's the Courtney I know!" she said. 

The door opened, and my wardrobe staff walked back in. The slowly held up a white off the shoulder lace blouse, and dark blue skinny jeans. I smiled

"That's more like it," I said. Nodding in approval. 

"And we can curl your hair, and add a pair of brown wedges. It's a simple elegance only you could pull off." the tall woman said, I placed my hands on my hips

"Alright," I said "Let's do this," 

"You know them, you love them, your heart broke with them, here they are: Courtney and Duncan!" Chris yelled as Duncan and I walked out onto the stage, the crowd cheered loudly, and I saw a few people holding up DxC signs, one had a huge picture of Gwen with an X over her face. It made me smirk. Duncan and I walked over to the love seat across from Chris's large chair. We sat down together and I ignored the sly smirk Chris was giving us

"So, how does it feel to be in the spotlight again?" He asked, Duncan and I shrugged

"It's nothing new, so I'm used to it." Duncan said. I nodded in agreement. 

"So, is it true? Are you guys really back together?" Chris asked, Duncan slowly slid his hand into mine

"Yes, it's true. Princess and I are together again," he said, and the audience cheered again. I heard a few 'boos' here and there, but I ignored them. Chris leaned forward

"Tell me, Courtney, how did you move past the cheating scandal?" he asked, and a video popped up on the large screen above the stage. The horrid confession cam footage of Duncan and Gwen's first kiss began to play. I looked away and gave Chris a pissed off look

"Well, I guess you could say our love was able to conquer  it. We decided we still loved each other, and boom. We we're back together." I said. 

"Did you know Duncan was in the Caribbean? Is that why you came here?"

"No, I didn't. I'm here visiting family. And Bridgette and Geoff moved here after World Tour ended. So I went to their house one day and he was there." I said, remembering the first day I saw him. He looked at me with surprise, shock... And a little fear. 

"I came here to stay with Geoff for a little while, things weren't going too great for me back home. So I thought it would be best to be a few thousand miles away for a little while. I had no idea Courtney would be here too. Guess it was just fate," Duncan said, looking down at me. I smiled up at him, and the audience let out a collective "awww" 

"How sweet," Chris said. Obviously bored "Well I have someone else here, someone I take it you both wanted to see," he said, a sarcastic hint in his voice. 

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome the boyfriend stealing Gwen!" Chris yelled, and the crowd booed as the goth girl slowly walked on stage. I stared at her, God. It had been so long since I've seen her. She let her hair grow out. It no longer had the teal steaks in it. It was a nice deep brown. Her face didn't look that pale anymore, like she had actually gotten used to the idea of sun. She wore a short black cocktail dress. With combat boots. She almost looked normal.

Except for the fact that she could barley look me in the eye. 

Gwen slowly sat down in the chair opposite of Duncan and I. I squeezed his hand roughly. And he squeezed back, reassuring me that she didn't mean anything to him anymore. 

"Courtney," she said blandly. I narrowed my eyes at her, and tilted my head back a little

"Gwen," I said back. She didn't even acknowledge Duncan. Who growled low in his throat.

"Buuur," Chris said, pretending to shiver as though he was cold

"Cam someone turn up the heat? It's a little chilly in here!" He joked. I wasn't amused.

"So Gwen, how have you been?" Chris asked, turning his attention to the other girl. Who shrugged, and leaned back against the chair

"I've been fine. Trent's record studio is really picking up business. He and I plan on going on a three week vacation to Hawaii in a few days," she said. Chris nodded, then he slowly leaned forward

"Now for the real questions. Why did you and Duncan break up?" he asked. I saw Gwen shift uncomfortably.

"We just weren't right for each other. He still liked Courtney, and I still liked Trent." she said, trying to play it cool. I kept my eyes narrowed at her. 

"So Gwen. Do you regret ruining your friendship with Courtney? And kissing her boyfriend?" Chris asked. I stiffened a little, and dug my nails into Duncan's thigh. Gwen sighed

"Yes," she said. "I do. Even though neither of them believe me. I regret doing what I did. Not only did it ruin a great friendship with Courtney, but it completely tarnished my reputation. Now I can't go anywhere without people proclaiming their hate for me. That I'm nothing but a boyfriend stealing slut. It sucks." she said. Looking away, I looked down.

I never really thought about that. The hate that Gwen might be getting as well. I never thought people could actually be on my side in this.. It actually almost made me feel sorry for her.

"But," Gwen continued, snapping me out of my daze "What's done is done. I can't go back and change what I did. But I can clear my conscience, and tell Courtney how incredibly sorry I am. And I probably always will be." Gwen said, and she slowly looked at me "I'm so sorry I ruined what could have been an awesome friendship. I'm sorry for probably ruining whatever trust you had inside you. I'm sorry I hurt you so much, and I know you probably don't want to hear it. But I hope we can move past this, and maybe, one day, become friends again." 

I stared at her, silent. There were a lot of ways I imagined this day going. Me beating the crap out of her. Her cussing me out. Us shouting how much we hated each other at each other. But... Never this. I never imagined her apologizing. I never imagined her actually saying she wanted our friendship back. And I never imagined me actually thinking about it.

I guess... If I could forgive Duncan, I could forgive her too.

I slowly stood up, and began walking over to her. Gwen stiffened

"Oh no." she said. I stood in front of her now,  and slowly held my hand down to her. Gwen stared at me, shocked, but she slowly took my hand and let me pull her up. And I did something I never in a million years thought I'd do.

I hugged her. 

Gwen stiffened a little at first, but I felt her slowly wrap her arms around me and hug me back. The audience let out the loudest cheer of the night. I slowly pulled away, tears in both of our eyes

"I forgive you," I said. More to myself that to her "I actually forgive you,"

Gwen smiled, and wiped away a tear and we hugged again. It felt strange, we had never hugged before this. She was thin and bony, and I was curvy and slightly taller than her. But it felt right. It felt okay. I had forgiven her, and it felt good. 

I hope my Father was looking down at me, with a proud smile at his lips.