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Nights in White Satin	By : ImagineLayla131 Category: +S through Z > Total Drama Island Views: 6331 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN NOR HAVE ANY AFFILIATIONS WITH THE TOTAL DRAMA FRANCHISE OR NIGHTS IN WHITE SATIN. ALL PROPERTIES OWNED BY TELETOON AND THE MOODY BLUES, RESPECTIVELY. NO MONEY/PROFIT IS BEING MADE OFF OF THIS FANFICTION!

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Author's Note: Hello, world and my wonderful readers! How is everybody? I started work on this chapter at 6:30pm California time and didn't stop until 2:40 am! The chapter was going to be too long, so I just split it up and the last four pages of this chapter are now the FIRST four pages of Chapter Fourteen. I couldn't go to sleep without posting this chapter, as a special birthday treat to my top reader! Happy Birthday, SkorpionQueen012! I'm sorry if these two chapter seem a little grandiose, but let's face it: Duncan has money, he has a wealthy stepdad, he loves Courtney, she's been having a hell of a rough time. She deserves a great birthday, and he obviously isn't trying to buy her affections, he genuinely cares! I've posted pictures below of all her presents so you can see. I have the actual Louis Vuitton tote and the padlock Tiffany and Co. necklace, except with an "E". I hope to get the dress and shoes some day! (I have one of every top designer purse except Balenciaga and pretty much a pair of every top designer shoes, including the silver satin Manolos from that one episode of Sex and the City where they were stolen at a party that Carrie was at that I received as a graduation present, and a pair of hot pink Christian Louboutins that I bought myself with my first paycheck, which came from my previous job as a secretary at Iverson, Yoakum, Papiano, and Hatch ;). I'm incredibly proud of my collections haha :)! The sales clerk Dillon is my best friend/Gay husband, except he works at Pottery Barn instead of Neiman Marcus. Sorry, ranting again!
Once again, thanks for the reviews, follows, and favorites! :D The more reviews I get, the quicker I update, but you all know I'd update regardless! I'm overjoyed and inspired to write! If anybody has any suggestions, feel free to send me a private message, I'd love to hear them! Thanks to Knute, SkorpionQueen012, and the one guest reviewer whose name I don't know, I know I can always count on your ideas and reviews!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NOR HAVE ANY AFFILIATIONS WITH THE TOTAL DRAMA FRANCHISE, NIGHTS IN WHITE SATIN, OR IYPH. ALL PROPERTIES OWNED BY TELETOON, THE MOODY BLUES, AND IYPH RESPECTIVELY.
I ONLY OWN THE TAINTED KITTY, THE STRIPPER NAMES, AND MY OWN ORIGINAL STORY IDEAS, WHICH CAME FROM THE SCREENPLAY I'VE BEEN WRITING AND HAS BEEN COPYRIGHTED
Chapter Thirteen: Worth Her Weight in Louboutins
Tuesday, December 16th, 2:00 pm
Courtney sat at her desk looking up shoes online at Iverson, Yoakum, Papiano, and Hatch, the law firm she worked at. It was a nice law firm at the Bank of America building in Downtown Los Angeles, and there were tons of celebrity clients, ranging from The Nederlander Brothers to Nancy Reagan. Her boss, Neil, turned out to be an old friend of her father's, she saw a picture of the two of them together in his office. Before she started work, Neil called in all his employees for a meeting. He told them that Courtney was like a daughter to him and would have a job at the firm for as long as she liked, but he couldn't say the same for any of them. Those words ended up effecting Courtney immensely. The older co-workers were terrible! Always talking down to her, making up stories, trying to get her in trouble with the partners, excluding her from office events, not giving her any work at all. Sometimes she hated working there, it felt like she was back in high school. Besides a kind boss, she stayed for the pay and health benefits. Her only friends there were another secretary named Sierra and a rookie lawyer named Cameron.
Sierra was a five foot ten twenty four year old bubbly Guatemalan, who had deep burgundy hair with light purple highlights (how the firm allowed her to have that remained a mystery, it conflicted with the appropriate dress code), brown eyes, and tan skin with big boobs and big hips. She was always in a good mood, smiling and giggling no matter what. Whomever she ended up with would be happy that she didn't suffer from raging PMS every month. Sierra was currently dating Cody, one of Justin's friends. Courtney couldn't believe a guy as goofy as Cody would hang out with a monster like Justin, or vice versa.
Cameron was a five foot two twenty one year old African American with buzzed black hair and brown eyes hidden behind brown rimmed Harry Potter style glasses. He was a child prodigy who graduated from high school at ten, traveled the world, and got a law degree. The firm was his first job out of school, and the cases were slim pickings, mostly estate cases. What he really wanted to do was be a litigator, but he would never be taken seriously because he was soft spoken and timid. He just needed a chance, he knew he'd get it one day.
Their contrasting personalities made Courtney's work days a lot more enjoyable. They didn't hang out very often outside of work, but they always ate lunch together and always ended up laughing their heads off. They took her out for a nice birthday lunch at The Dining Car, a cute little restaurant located in their old office building. It seemed like they were the only ones that wanted to celebrate her birthday. All she got from her other friends was a text, it was as if they forgot their tradition. It made her even more depressed, despite the fact that things were slowly improving.
After work last week, Courtney told Bridgette and Zoey what happened. When she was finished, they both had tears in their eyes, terrified that such a thing could happen to their best friend. They all embraced and promised Courtney they would help her no matter what. Ever since then, they had been packing up her things and using Geoff's truck to put them in the storage unit she rented at US Storage Centers. They had most of it out, and she was going to leave after the new year. Her appointment with Dr. Perlowe went well, everything came back clean, except for the HIV/AIDS test, she wouldn't know the results for another six months, which was terrifying. Geoff and Bridgette had become incredibly close, so Courtney decided to stay with Zoey until she found a place. She was thrilled for Bridgette, and who knew where things could go with Duncan? He had invited her to dinner that evening, she thought it was very cosmic that their birthdays were on the same day. It was some kind of a sign.
"Court-Ney!" Sierra sing songed, prancing up to her desk.
"Huh?" Courtney was interrupted from her thoughts and shoe browsing. "What's up?"
Sierra had a huge smile on her face and was giggling uncontrollably. "There's a surprise for you at the front desk! EEE!" She skipped off.
Courtney rolled her eyes. I can only imagine what it is. She followed Sierra and gasped when she got to the front.
There was somebody standing there, hiding by a huge elaborate bouquet of pink alstromerias, Stargazer and Casablanca Lilies with a shimmering cellophane ribbon. "Guess who?" The voice sounded familiar, but Courtney could already tell who he was by the Doc Martens and True Religion jeans.
"DUN-CAN." She was trying to stifle giggles.
He popped out from behind the flowers. "What gave it away?"
She let her giggle go. "The shoes."
Duncan smirked. "Whatever. Happy Birthday, Princess." He handed her the flowers.
She inhaled their lovely scent. "Thank you. Happy Birthday, Dunky. I feel bad because I don't have your present here."
He shrugged. "That's ok, because that's not all I have for you."
"Oh?" Courtney raised her eyebrows.
"Yes, but we have to leave now. It's a surprise." Duncan still had the essence of a troublemaker. Courtney laughed.
"Duncan, I can't. I have work."
"Not until tom-or-row!" Sierra skipped up to her, holding Courtney's purse. "Go on! I'll cover for you. You deserve the day off!" Before Courtney could protest, she shoved her purse into her hands and turned her around towards Duncan. "Buh-bye!" She waved wildly before they got on the elevator. Once they were gone, she sighed. "Ah, true love. Just like what I have with my Cody-Wodykins."
"Where are we going, Duncan?" What could possibly be the surprise?
"I can't tell you, that's the whole point of a surprise, cupcake." He smirked wildly.
Courtney lightly punched his arm. "Tell me, Tell me!" He held his arms up to shield him, laughing as she flew tiny playful punches. In his mind, she was adorable. This occurred all the way until they got to the parking garage and he handed the valet his ticket.
"Ok, OK! Simmer down. Now, what does every girl love to do?"
Courtney paused. "Going to the spa? Shopping? Dancing? Traveling?" She knew that's what she liked.
"Well, it's one of those, Princess, so hop in." The valet pulled up in Duncan's electric blue Ferrari 328 GTS. He watched Courtney's jaw hit the floor.
"Wow, cool car! Where did you get this?" They got inside.
"It was my dad's. Pretty bitchen, huh?"
She nodded. "Think I can drive it?"
He laughed. "Maybe, but not right now. You ready?"
Courtney smiled. "Of course I am." He returned the smile and revved up the engine before zipping out of the parking garage.
Twenty Minutes Later…
Duncan and Courtney walked through Neiman Marcus in Beverly Hills. It was huge and bustling with spoiled rich girls shopping until they dropped. Courtney marveled at it, but pulled herself together. "Duncan, what are we doing here?"
He looked over at her. "Well, it's your birthday and I'm taking you to dinner tonight. I'd like to buy you an outfit to wear."
She glared up at him and put her hands on her hips. "What are you saying? That I don't have nice things because I'm a GO-GO DANCER? This isn't Pretty Woman, Duncan!" A few shoppers turned around briefly. Duncan shook his head.
"You are not like most girls. Most girls would be beyond thrilled. Consider it part of your present. You're getting the royal treatment, Princess. Plus, I'm getting the other half of my inheritance today, and I feel like splurging on you."
She heavily sighed. "Are you sure?" She didn't want him to think she was taking advantage by accepting his offer. "
You're not taking advantage of me, Courtney. Consider it my birthday present to myself. Come on, let's go look at shoes!" He said that last sentence in a mocking girly voice, grabbing her hand and leading her up to the second floor.
When they got there, there was a marvelous display of all the prestigious high end brands perched up on platforms. Jimmy Choo, Manolo Blahnik, Christian Louboutin, Giuseppe Zanotti. A heavy set short haired brunette wearing a headband sauntered up to them. "Hi, I'm Staci! Can I show you anything?"
Duncan nodded. "Yes, bring us all the top sellers for the birthday girl to try on, please."
She nodded. "Of course. My great-great grandma is the daughter of Manolo Blahnik, my uncle twice separated co-owns Giuseppe Zanotti, and my-"
Duncan cut her off. "The shoes, please." She sulked off. Between working here and at the bank, she could barely afford a dust bag for these shoes. She made twice as much dealing drugs though.
"What was that all about?" Courtney asked.
Duncan shook his head. "I have no idea, but she was lying through her teeth."
"I'll say."
They sat down and waited for the pathological liar to bring the shoes.
Courtney must have tried on ten pairs of shoes. A silver satin pair of Manolo Blahniks, hot pink Valentino d'orsays, black feathered Giuseppe Zanottis kitten heels, blue Jimmy Choos. They were all fantastic, but nothing stood out to her. It wasn't until Staci handed her a box of Christian Louboutins. She opened the box and gasped, they were the most gorgeous pumps she had ever seen, completely covered in rhinestones.
"Wow, those are quite the shoes." Duncan said. He wasn't much into fashion, but he had to admit that the shoes were fantastic.
"Oh, yeah!" Staci gurgled. "It was my step dad's brother's cousin's idea for the red sole, and-"
Duncan cut her off once again. "We'll take them, can you ring them up?" She nodded.
Courtney shook her head, tearing herself away from the shoes. "What?! Duncan, no! I can't let you, these are the most expensive shoes I've tried on!" Duncan got in front of her and on one knee, taking the shoes out from the box.
"You can have whatever you want with me, Princess. The look on your face is worth the cost. Try them on." She stretched out her foot and watched Duncan slip the pump on. "You sure have gorgeous toes." He said. She scrunched her eyebrows up in confusion.
"Now you have a foot fetish? Oh, jeez." She playfully kicked her foot at him, and he laughed.
"Not even, wanted to see if you were paying attention." He slipped the other shoe on. "Give me a twirl, will ya?"
She got up and twirled around, looking in the mirror. Duncan putting the shoes on her was a Cinderella moment entirely. The shoes were phenomenal. "What do you know? They're beautiful."
The next stop was the dress department, where Duncan eyed all the short and low cut dresses. Courtney wasn't sure if letting him pick was a mistake or not, but he picked out a metallic silver, almost white, Herve Leger bandage dress that fit her like a glove, accentuating all the right curves, and perfectly matched the shoes. Duncan's eyes bulged out of his head when she walked out. What he wouldn't give to have her in the dressing room… Unfortunately, she noticed the hard on in his jeans. This could be fun. Courtney sauntered up to him and pressed her hands against his chest, leaning into his ear.
"Want me to take care of that?" She traced a finger on the outline of his crotch.
Was he really about to get lucky? "Right here?" He asked, wiggling his eyebrows. "Princess, you naughty girl." He bit his lip.
She rolled her eyes and gave him a light shove. "You are such a pig, Duncan!" She turned around, walking back to the dressing room.
"You're such a tease! Not even on my birthday?" He called out.
"Not ever!" She laughingly said over her shoulder. Duncan shook his head.
"You'll see." he mumbled under his breath.
The last stop was the purse department. There were so many to choose from, they were all impeccably sewed and stitched and leathered to perfection. Secretly, she wanted them all! The fashionista bitch inside her was jumping up and down squealing like an idiot on crack for the past hour. "You sure know your way around the store, Duncan." She said as they walked closer to the purse boutiques.
"Not by choice, sweetheart. My mom dragged me here against my will when I was a kid and a teenager. The only fun thing out of it was messing up the displays with my friend Owen." Duncan chuckled thinking back on how he and his buffalo buddy used to go crazy. The only reason they didn't get in trouble was because of who Owen's father was. "How much longer? This is getting boring. Unless you want to go to La Perla and try on lingerie. Now that would be fun." He winked at her. Before she could say anything back, the sales clerk walked up.
"Is there anything I can show you, miss?" The sales clerk was a lanky Hispanic boy with curly brown hair, a mini gap in his teeth, and dazzling brown eyes to go with his smile. Dillon his name tag read.
"We're just looking."
"Oh, well how about a Prada messenger bag? A Gucci backpack? A Chanel tote? Come with me, I'll show you the whole candy store of purses!" He grabbed both their hands and pulled them along, skipping. If Courtney wasn't sure that this guy was gay, he'd be perfect for Sierra, even though she was hung up on Cody.
They went from boutique to boutique, looking at exquisite purses, but not seeing anything until they got to Louis Vuitton.
"That one!" Duncan and Courtney simultaneously said and pointed at a cute lavender monogramed Vernis tote bag.
"That's our Reade PM tote." Dillon said as he took down the purse and handed it to Courtney. "Newly released and very unique."
"I like it, and I'm not for any of this shit." Duncan said, making Dillon blush, not just for his language, but he had been mind fucking him for the past five minutes. He was hot!
"It's definitely a stand out, and it's a gorgeous color." Courtney said, putting the bag down.
Dillon clapped his hands together and squealed. "Fab-u-lous! I'll ring it up." He went in the back to get a fresh purse and dust cover, putting it in a Louis Vuitton box and bag. "You're so lucky, darling. You have got a total prince for a boyfriend. If I were you, I'd never let him go!" Dillon winked as Duncan handed him his credit card.
Courtney blushed madly. "He's not my boyfriend, he wishes." Was she stammering?
"Not yet, anyway." Duncan winked at Dillon and snickered at Courtney, handing her the bag. They said goodbye to Dillon and walked out.
"I'm your girlfriend, at Club Imagination…" Courtney said.
"Never say never."
Courtney's Apartment, Van Nuys, 4:15pm
Duncan pulled up in front of Courtney's apartment. "I can't thank you enough, Duncan. This was an unbelievable afternoon." It truly was. She was enjoying his company more and more, and not because he took her on a dream shopping spree.
"No big deal, Princess. I'm happy when you're happy. Thanks for giving me the gift of making you happy."
She laughed. "You're such a dork."
"Yeah, a dork that just got you a $4,000 birthday present, missy." She winced at the amount. "Before you say anything, you're not returning any of it. It's yours to keep forever. I'll see you at 7 sharp?"
They smiled at each other. "You bet. Can't wait." Courtney kissed Duncan on the cheek, grabbed her shopping bags and flowers, exiting the car. Duncan's deeply blushed. He was actually blushing!
"Hey, this isn't the only surprise in store. I'm making sure this is your best birthday yet." He winked at her and drove off. Once he was gone, her face broke out into the biggest smile, she hummed melodically, skipping up the steps into her apartment.
7:00 pm
Duncan knocked at Courtney's door, he was right on time. He wanted to further impress her and dressed well in a blue pin striped button up shirt with a grey blazer, black pressed jeans, and black shoes. He started hopping nervously until Courtney finally opened the door. She was a true vision, absolutely stunning. His eyes widened. "Wow…" He trailed off.
Her hair was straightened and curled at the bottom for volume. Her eye makeup was in smoky blues and purples, with her lips glossed in a champagne color. Her skin had sparkles all over and made her dress look fantastic against her skin tone. That dress drove him crazy, it hugged all the right parts, making her breasts look larger and her hip slender, her legs longer with the pumps. Even if they never hooked up, at least he had tonight. She was his date, and he would be the envy of the town with her on his arm.
"You'll catch flies with your mouth open, Dunky." She tapped his mouth shut and stuck her tongue out at him. "You look nice."
Duncan blinked. "Sorry. Yeah, thank you. Wow, you look incredible, Courtney." She smiled warmly at him.
"Thank you. Are you ready to go, or do you want a drink first?" She motioned him inside as she went to get her purse.
"No, thank you. I have the rest of your present here." He walked in, observing the place. It was quaint but cozy. A kitchenette, living room, master bedroom with a balcony, just like his. He suddenly felt something between his legs, and looked down to see Oreo snuggling up to him.
"Looks like somebody made a new friend." Courtney walked out of her bedroom, Louis Vuitton in one hand and a gift bag in the other.
Duncan shrugged. "I guess. Hey, little guy. Oreo, right?" He asked, leaning down to pet the cat.
"Yep."
Oreo purred at him. Duncan got up and held out the box he had been hiding behind his back. "Here, this is for you." He handed her a robin eggshell blue box with a red satin ribbon tied around it. Tiffany's. They only had the red ribbons for the winter.
"Tiffany's? Duncan, seriously. This is too much. You'll give me a complex" She untied the ribbon and opened the box.
"No, it's not. It's only a big deal to you, Courtney."
Inside the box was a sterling silver link chain with a single padlock charm that had a "C" on the inside of it. It was gorgeous in it's subtle simplicity. "Do you like it?" Duncan asked. He had spent almost two hours in the store last week with his mother, looking at different pieces. When he finally saw the padlock charm, he knew she'd like it. It wasn't too flashy or extravagant, it was just right. The sales clerks were both relieved that he made a decision, but also annoyed that he didn't select something pricier for the commission. His mother thought he should have gone bigger, but came around to liking his selection.
"It's perfect! Put it on me?" She turned around and lifted her hair up. The necklace actually clasped in the front, but he didn't mind.
"I'm glad you like it. It took me nearly two hours to pick it out. It was either this or a canary diamond." Courtney raised her eyebrows at him. "Just kidding. All done." He clasped the necklace and leaned down.
"Do you know how tempted I am to kiss you right now, Courtney?" He whispered in her ear, his hands on her shoulders, inhaling the scent of her Angel perfume. He wanted to wrap his arms around her waist and look in the mirror at what a beautiful couple they made. He wanted to grab her and kiss her, gentle at first, then passionate, wrap her legs around his waist, carry her into the bedroom and…
Duncan had been so lost in thought that he hadn't noticed Courtney's face was just inches away from his. "If you're a good boy, we'll see what happens at the end of the night." She said in that sultry, seductive voice, before turning on her heel.
"I'm holding you to that, Princess." They walked out of her apartment.
"Oh, I'm sure you will." She locked her door.
"I've wanted you more than I've ever wanted any girl in my life, and I don't mean just to get you in bed and have you scream my name."
Courtney scoffed. "Mmhmm. I'm sure you tell all the girls that." He gently grabbed her arm, and looked at her with a serious gaze.
He's such a fox.
"No, I don't. There's a first for everything." He walked ahead of her. She was slightly stunned, but composed herself and walked off with him.
They didn't have much planned, a performance of The Lion King followed by a quiet dinner at Villa Blanca. As they got into the car, Duncan's cell phone rang.
"Hello? (Pause.) Oh, hey Dawn. How are you? (Pause.) What?! Right now? (Pause.) Can't she stick it in the mail? I already have plans. (Pause.) Alright, ok, ok. I'll be there in 45 minutes, and I'm not happy. Pass that along to her."
He hung up. "Who was that?" Courtney asked.
"It was my mom's assistant. My mom is insisting I come over to pick up my check. I'm so sorry but we have to make a quick stop there, it's on the way."
Courtney rubbed his shoulder. "Don't be sorry, it's no big deal, I don't mind." She smiled at him.
"Ok, thank you." He started the car and drove off.
45 Minutes Later…
The gates of Dr. Stanley Lang's mansion opened, Duncan drove on through. The estate looked like a palace, Victorian style, and roughly 6500 square feet. The lawn was freshly cut, flowers bloomed, and there was a blue dolphin fountain that was in the middle of the U-shaped cobblestone driveway. Courtney was in awe.
"Some house, what does your step dad do?" She asked as he parked in front of the front steps.
"Plastic surgeon. Would you come inside with me? I'd like you to meet my mom."
Courtney's smile faded. "Duncan, I don't know, I-"
He put a finger inches from her lips, not wanting to smudge her lip gloss, but to shush her. "I won't say a word. For my birthday, please? You are stunning, and I think you should let as many people as possible see you" He looked at her with puppy dog eyes. Damn him!
"Alright, but quit the puppy dog eyes, will you?" He snickered as they got out of the car.
"Whatever, it turns you on."
"You think that I think everything you do turns me on." He looked over at her.
"Glad you finally admitted it." He winked and held the door open for her. She walked in and it was completely dark.
"Why is it so dark in here?" She couldn't even make anything out, but knew Duncan was behind her.
"I don't know. I expected the door to be unlocked, but not the lights out. Hello? Mom? Stan? Dawn? Where the hell is everybody?!" He felt around the wall until he found the light switch. "Here's the switch."
"Glad you found it."
He flicked the switch of the chandelier on, and what Courtney saw was the last thing she'd ever expected…
WHAT COULD IT BE?! WILL DUNCAN GET A BIRTHDAY KISS? THE TENSION AND ANTICIPATION BUILDS! FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENS IN CHAPTER FOURTEEN: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, PLEASE READ AND REVIEW, NO FLAMES! AS PROMISED, HERE ARE THE PICTURES! I HOPE THEY WORK AND LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK! :)
Rhinestoned Christian Louboutin Pumps
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Metallic Silver Herve Leger Bandage Dress
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Louis Vuitton Lavender Monogram Vernis Reade PM Tote Bag
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Tiffany & Co. Padlock Initial Necklace (The first picture is of the charm, the second is of the chain)
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