If you didn't know, which you didn't. Courtney was extremely popular, with guys and girls. She was a master of taking control and winning over her peers.

She was the captain of the swim team, debate team, and to add onto it student council president leading at least three of the schools biggest clubs. No one could touch her, she was unbeatable and feared by others for her skills. It was her ambition and determination that got her there, And before you ask yes she should be feared. She won't fall.

Nowwwww

Heathers the captain of the cheer team, but is hated by all. No one can stand her or her comments. She'd be described as a pain in the ass. Her social status was destroyed by her own doing, and treatment of others.

Although she remains as one of the fiercest and hottest of total drama High. What did she master in? Revenge, and getting back at others. She was underhanded and that's what people hated most about her, but it was one of her best advantages.

Now you're probably wondering what she did to her possy, to be hated by the school. That's something I can't tell you right now. My bad. Let's start off with the former Queen Bee.

Heather narrowed her eyes at her enemy, he looked so comfortable. Girls were surrounding him giggling at his flirtatious lies like flimsy morons. It was so annoying how everyone just seemed to adore him. That should be her!

When he kissed one of their hands, Alejandro met her grey eyes and grinned at her smugly from ear to ear. She gave him a condescending sneer before she snapped her eyes away from his evil green ones, and found the books she was looking for. "Stupid jerk." She grumbled coherently under her breath.

"Of course you're here, my day just couldn't get any worse." An annoyed girl said from her side, opening her locker. She really didn't like her.

Heather didn't even have to look over to know it was the weird goth girl. "Shove it social freak."
She shot back shutting her locker. She turned towards her looking her up and down, disgusted. "Have you ever heard of lotion?!. Your. skin. is. cracking." gosh, it looks worse than usual.

Gwen rolls her eyes practically to the back of her head, they should've just stayed there. "how nice of you heather, this must be why everybody just loves you" she mocked sarcastically giving her a directed glare. Everyone constantly reminded her of how everyone just hated her so much. Honestly, it got tiring sometimes.

Why couldn't they just leave her alone?
"Thanks." A statement with an equally sarcastic and taunting gesture adorned with her amazing, beautiful and gorgeous smile she'd like to say.

"Atleast that would be true if you had any friends." Gwen said bitterly sweet, laughing after. Like what she said was amusing.

Did she know who she was talking to? Her eyes lowered, as she continued going on about how she's finally getting what she deserves. The weird goth girl somehow thought she was better than her? "I wouldn't say that if I were you, you betray everyone and self pity yourself. News flash weird goth girl no one likes you! No one!" The voice directed at Gwen was filled of hate and cold hurtful words, but she didn't care.

"What you did to Lindsay and Beth was awful-"
This was called retaliation, she wasn't just gonna stand there and let heather of all people feel all high and mighty. She deserved to feel bad for making others feel bad. At least that's how she thought about it.

However heather wasn't taking it, and decided to hit her where it hurts, lashing out. "Don't you forget you could've gone for anyone else, but chose your best friends boyfriend. even I'm not that low." Stabbing her finger into her chest she added with a scoff "oh yeah! EX-bestfriend! You, you don't deserve friends. You're an awful person!" And just like that she tore Gwen up inside, who had tears forming in her angry eyes. Heather didn't want to make her cry, but she in no way was going to let her look down on her.

"YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING! THEY WEREN'T EVEN TOGETHER!" She screamed in response, to try and make herself look better, but it was true. It was all true, she was truly an awful person. A tear was rolling down her cheek and she quickly wiped it away as another tear replaced it.

Heather furrowed her brows squinting her eyes in distaste, she knew the truth. "Do you make up lies to feel better?! You are pathetic!" Digging her finger more into her chest.

Some bystanders widened their eyes at the scene. "Wow, that was harsh." Of course they didn't really know what they were talking about. "I know that was so mean."

They started whispering to each other watching the intense angry scene interested. "What do you think happened?" And so they started making up theories trying to eavesdrop as best as they could.

Gwen clenched her hands together tight and raised her arm for a hard hit when it was stopped and heathers finger was removed. Heather was confused, but knew Gwen tried to punch her. Oh it was so on now. She was gonna stomp on her.

"Now now ladies, let's not fight. You'll get your beautiful hands hurt " Alejandro said breaking them up. He was watching them the whole time, or more specifically heather.

Gwen ignored the pretty boy unusually still unstable, and heather even tried to push him out of the way to get to her. "SHUT up!!" The asian haired girl screamed at the latin man. She wanted to rip out the losers ugly blue hair.

Alejandro held back a smile, casing his voice in fabricated concern "is it really worth a suspension?" It sounded more like a threat to heather. "Yes! Yes it is!"

Gwen stopped dead in her tracks when she thought about it. He was right. She wiped her tears with a sniff, turning around. " shes not worth it." Alejandro let go of Gwen's fist and she stormed off with her clenched fist to her class.

Alejandro smirked still holding heathers hand. She was such a trouble maker. "You're not very smart chica."

"Why are you here?" She didn't want to be near him, and she surely wanted him gone.
"Miss me?" The question caught her off guard and so did his step towards her.

Heather backed him up to the locker, and he let her. "What are you up to now?!" He stared deep in her sharp grey eyes, putting the hand to his built chest innocently. "I was helping mi amor"

"I don't need your help." She said trying to get her hand back from the handsome annoying man. He felt better hearing one of her mean statements and pulled her into his chest, wrapping his arm around her waist. Pushing the glossy locks behind her cute ear,

She had to fight the urge to enjoy being in his arms, because She Didn't!. She wouldn't let this conniving flirt back in her life. He's her enemy dammit!

His voice was as smooth as silk, but for some reason gave her goosebumps. "I didn't miss you chica." It was like she could feel his skin on her all over again. His lips, his hands and most importantly his seductive eyes. Why'd he have to look at her like that while saying the exact opposite of what his eyes were telling her. Oh whatever!

Now she was going to have to lie "I don't miss you either" confidently she strutted and utterly untrue, but he didn't need to know that.

Alejandro could always read her so it was futile to lie. He felt a spark go down his back and leaned close to her, grabbing her chin gently. He knew he shouldn't be touching her, but couldn't stop his body. Moving close to her ear he whispered smugly "You sure?" And temporarily shocking heather by leaning in for a kiss. To not pull back was a moment of weakness. To lean in for a kiss was a moment of weakness for him. Even he could see the brilliant red on her cheeks.

She shoved his chest as hard as she could flustered, so he was pushed weakly back into the locker, but felt her hands on his chest. And that, was a small price to pay. With a blush, she turned on her heel "of course."

"You still love me" Alejandro purred following after her. "AS IF! I was reliving trauma."
"Is that why you didn't remove my arm or hand? Come on heather you gotta do better than that." He said pushing her buttons like always with his smart ass.

"Get bent" "I already am-" "I'm not surprised"
"You enjoyed being in my arms." He argued, shrugging.

"Shut up, I would never enjoy that!" Heather claimed punching him in the arm. He laughed putting his big hand on her shoulder. "You already have~" he chuckled teasing her, and she narrowed her eyes. And he couldn't help but laugh warming her heart up again, he would never let her forget. "Ugh, cuz you're so annoying!" She snapped slapping his hand away.

"Annoying or good looking?" He asked already knowing she was gonna lie like always. "ANNOYING a-n-n-o-y-I-N-G" "you should really be more honest with yourself chica" he loved it when she lied.

"Stop calling me that!" "Why? Does it give you butterflies?" "NO!" "We'll I'm never going to stop. " his green eyes eyes her mischievously "Unless.." he said it so casually and smoothly that heather had gave him a double take. "unless?"

In a hushed whisper he pulled her body against him, closing the small space. "You help me get rid of someone."

There he was, the Alejandro heather knew him as. Charming, but distrustful. Pretty on on the outside and evil on the inside. She couldn't stand it, but she also couldn't resist him. "Why would I do that?" She asked going weak in the knees from his touch.

His lips curved into a sly smirk, "because I have everything you could ever want." "Like?" She gestured with her hand challengingly. "Popularity, safety, -" his hot breath fanned against her skin, as he moved his head up her neck to her ear. Butterflies of thrill formed in his stomach and he felt at ease. "And It would be so much fun mi amor~" chills spiraled down her back, and she moved her head in response.

"No, I'll never help you" her voice was bitter and irritated. She would never fall for his temptation. "I don't need YOU to become popular. I can do it myself" she couldn't trust him, she'd be stupid to.

A feeling washed over the man and he had to do something to satisfy the desire Heather had unknowingly brought upon him. His warm hand caressed the soft skin on her inner thigh and the hand he had placed on her waist travelled down her lower back, trying to convince her while still controlling himself. "Why do you do this to me mi armor?" Oh how he hates her! Just give in already.

Heather blushed in his strong arms at his enticing flattery, her body lighting on fire, from his strong mascu- NO! What was she doing?! "Because I hate you!" She kicked him in the shin making him keel over from the pain. Holding his shin as she took this time to escape, but he managed to grab her wrist, making her lose her balance. He chuckled when he caught her in his arms just like old times. "I hate you more."

"UGH! Let GO!" Screaming and squirming in his grasp he shrugged, releasing her with an entertained look on his face . "As you wish~" she dropped to the floor, landing on her back. "THATS NOT WHAT I MEANT!" When he saw the look of disbelief on her face he couldn't hold in his laugh and sprinted off. Imagining it over and over again in his head.

"Hey! Get back here you slimy snake!" She shouted on instinct, wanting revenge on the Spaniard. As he got away he glared, and stuck out his tongue hissing at her.
"YOU'RE SO CHILDISH!!" Heather raged in frustration getting back up. Ready to maul him.
Alejandro smiled assuming she'll come back to him eventually. She always comes to her senses.

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Courtney, had three classes with Duncan and two with Gwen. They all shared one class together, language arts. Oh and the principle would've wished he could change the class if he saw what they did in there.

"Hey Bridgette can I borrow a pencil? I forgot mine." Gwen asked smiling awkwardly.

"Oh sure! Her-" Kindly she responded.
"Can I see it for a moment?" Courtney interrupted with a smile. Bridgette immediately handed it to her instead since she liked Courtney more. "Thanks Bridgette!"

Gwen sat in her seat annoyed, everyone liked her more than her, but why? Courtney took her pencil. "You don't have your own pencil?" Bridgette didn't hear her remark, but Courtney did. And she actually did need the pencil, she only had a few questions left. "Oh no problem!"

Courtney finished all of the questions and waited because she was angry. When Bridgette wasn't looking she turned around and broke the pencil in half. Gwen watched in horror, Courtney staring her dead in the eye took half of the pencil making eye contact with Duncan, sliding it across her throat. Then she threw it at Gwen. "Hey she broke it!" Gwen told Bridgette holding the broken pencil in her hands. "Right, that's why it's in your hands. " Courtney said rummaging through her bag, handing her one of her pretty pencils from her bag to Bridgette

Bridgette was so confused but looked weirdly at Gwen for taking Courtney's pretty blue pencil. She snapped it in half in front of Courtney. "So that's what you did to my pencil? Really!" Outrageous, she tries to help someone and they just can't be nice?

Gwen glared at the brunette girl before she turned to Bridgette with embarrassment. "No I-" she got set up! She ddin't!

Courtney held in a laugh and finished her paper, Gwen always fell into her traps. She walked up to the class to turn in her paper meanwhile behind her back.

"Hey Duncan, can I have a kiss?" Gwen asked sweetly to the bored delinquent. "No, we broke up remember." She rolled her eyes "but Courtney would see." She knew he'd never pass up the chance to make her jealous. He still had feelings for her."Fine.."

And when Courtney turned in her paper feeling better she turned around and saw them kissing. They looked so happy. She clenched her jaw and her fists, she wouldn't cry. The classroom was silent except some people who just didn't care. Courtney held back every strong emotion as best as she could walking slowly back to her seat. She would've cried if she was alone, but she didn't want anybody to see her cry.

Now you were probably wondering why Courtney was so mean to Gwen and this right here is why. They broke her heart. They will pay. However one particular boy noticed the tears she was fighting and he knew just what to do.

"Hey Courtney those pencils are really nice. I'll trade my shoelace for one." Her friend Scott, the cute ginger tried to persuade. This distracted Courtney momentarily. She put her hands on her hips looking into his blue eyes. "You'll trip without your shoe laces Scott. Which one do you want?" She asked showing him all of them happily. She was proud of her collection after all.

Duncan pushed Gwens face away and watched them throwing daggers with his eyes. He wiped his mouth and sat down quietly. That ginger has always liked his princess.

"I'll take the pink one." He said pointing at it.
"That's my favorite though." Courtney defensively held the pencil in front of her. Scott took it tho even tho she had a killer grip. "I don't care" he said sticking out his tongue playfully.

He laughed when she lunged for him " Cmon! Give it now!" She pleaded practically jumping out of her seat with a smile. Scott had managed to cheer her up. With a cheeky smile he pretended to think "hmmm let's see pretty lady." Courtney rolled her eyes and managed to yank it from his grasp and sat down in her seat in triumph. "Ha! I win!"

Scott noticed and immediately reached for it back. "Hey! That's mine-" Courtney giggled leaning farther away when he tried reaching for her. When he suddenly got really close she put a hand up to her face. "Take the green one! It's your favorite color anyways!!" She squealed throwing the pencil, and belting out a loud laugh.

Duncan's eyes widened when he heard that laugh, it made his heart beat but his stomach sink when he knew Scott was the one making her so careless and happy. It was a thing only a couple people could do.

"DEAL!" Scott said catching the pencil and bringing his paper up to his face and his sharpener. None of her pencils were sharpened because they were new. Hence why she needed the pencil. "Thanks court, now I can get this done for real."

"You're welcome Scott." A deep appreciation was buried in her heart and mind for Scott. He was someone she wouldn't doubt she could rely on.

" oh You're so welcome Scott. Anything else I could do for you?<3" Duncan mocked her out of jealousy , and Courtney didn't even look at him. "Hello? Earth to princess?"  He waved annoyed, she was blanking him again. He threw a paper ball at the uptight A type for the cold shoulder, but she slapped it away.

Why is he still calling her that! AND still talking to her?! "This, "princess" doesn't like you. She also, doesn't think jealousy looks good on you." she said quickly, purposely eyeing him and his stupid mohawk.

"Like you're one to talk."    "Shut it!"  "You literally kicked me in the balls-!"

The pale ginger had something to say and cut in munching on something "I'm pretty sure that was because you cheated, not because she was jealous."

Courtney smirked at Duncan  cause he was right, but Duncan scoffed.  "Yeah but did you know maniac over here sucker punched Gwen and then sent her to the infirmary." Duncan babbled on aggravatingly exposing her in front of Scott. Even though they broke up he took his sweet time to check out the mocha A type, while she fumed because of him.

Scott smiled looking at Courtney " So you're crazy?!"  Her eyebrows furrowed with her arms across her chest upset. How could he think that! This is ridiculous "Are you kidding?! I'm the only sane person here!" "Insane" Duncan snorts earning a hot murderous glare from Courtney to which he returned.

"You know what I consider insane?!" Duncan smirked throwing his hand out challengingly "well princess, go on."

All of the feelings that she was bottling up and holding in the small ring glass, broke...how could he pretend like nothing happened? After everything he did to her, and they went through.

"That I trusted a smelly, lying, cheap, bastard like you!" Courtney finally snapped, her emotions getting the best of her with her finger pointing at him accusingly. Not only did she trust him, but with her best friend. His face dropped the amusement, and a desperate look took place in his blue eyes. "Court, I-" he tried to apologize and reason with her. "SAVE it!" She cried not letting him, she didn't wanna hear it. She didn't wanna be lied to and hurt again. "You never loved me" she whispered under her breath. The tears overflowing in her fierce dark eyes.

Every fiber of her being wouldn't let them fall, she had too much self respect and pride for herself. He hurt her, and she's gonna do everything she can to destroy him for what he did. If only she could go back in time and never meet him. Then she wouldn't have this aching broken heart in her chest. The traitor in her chest still beat brokenly for the boy, and cried from the pain he caused. It wasn't fair.

All she wanted was to let go, but she couldn't! She couldn't just forgive this and move on, Courtney Barlow was going to put them through hell. It was the only way she could get rid of this twisting pain. She didn't even care if it was wrong.