Just another Gwuncan fan fiction.

How did you NOT die?

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Alright enough about me, back to the Gwuncan shall we? No..... Kidding! 

I didn't think too much about the context of the letter from Duncan, usually it's him telling me the prison gossip and how it is behind bars. As I read the words on the paper I was not far off. He even gave me some criticism over some of my writings samples I sent him. Some of my work he was able to call me out whenever I wrote something just for the sake of the plot line rather than what I really would write.  Instead of writing a letter back, I decided to correct his paper just to poke fun at him.  When I was done correcting the mistake in his letter I turn the page around. On the back of the letter I begin to sketch out Duncan.

During this time frame I had no idea Cody had walk over to my desk. He picked up many of my art pieces that I procrastinated to complete to clear out a little space on my desk to sit on. "What ya doin?" I didn't mind too much that Cody was curious about what I was doing, but I hate it when he take it apond himself to hover over me to get a gimps of what I was occupied with. 

"I'm just drawing, you know the usual." I replied back quickly as I tucked my hair behind my ears to avoided my hair getting in my face. "Cody."I look up him with a sturn look on my face. "Space please." Nothing more than I hate when people breathe on me.

"Oh? Okay..." He scooted a little bit so he can see what I was drawing without getting into my personal space. "So you are still not talking to your father?" Cody was avoiding about talking about Duncan, even though I can tell he wanted to go off again about him. I know Cody still have some hopes that we would date at one point, but in reality I cannot find myself to do so. Cody is like a brother I can always lean back on, and he knows that. 

"Yep." I didn't want to go into detail about my daddy issue as Duncan would call it. It's bad enough that I have to go over to meet my new half sister and deal with my freakin half brother Topher. I don't understand after YEARS of my father not being involved in my life and NOW he finally want my attention. 

"Well maybe you should give-" Cody scratched the back of his neck as he was trying to give me the same advice he been repeating since Total Drama season two.

"Boiiiiiiiiii, you better keep that mouth shut." LeShawana interrupted Cody before I was given another lecture for the night. "If I was Gwen I would do the same thing, ain't no man worth our time if they ditch and bailed for years." She gets up to go through some of my nail polish I had in my personal bathroom. "Yo girl." She called out to me from the restroom.

"Yes?" I spin around 180 degree to see what she wanted my attention for. 

"Can you paint my nails?" LeShawana continued to talk to me from the other room. 

"Sure, I can." I shrugged since I had anything better to do.

"Got anything that is not, black?" She walked out leaning on the doorway of the bathroom.