--Gwen's POV--
My mom took me to the park and I ran over to the swings. I wore my usual navy blue dress and my combat boots. I played for a while and ran around the playground. I tripped and fell. Hard. My knee was bloody and hurt badly. I began to cry. I saw a shadow over me. I didn't recognize it. A figure knelt down next to me and put its hand on my shoulder. It was soft, warm, and reassuring.
"Are you okay?" the figure asked worriedly. I sniffled and looked up. There knelt a boy my age with black, spikey hair. He had electric blue eyes and a skull t-shirt. He wore baggy shorts with a slingshot in the back pocket.
"Yeah, I think so." I said, letting go of my knee.
"Oh, geez, that looks bad. Here, stay there, I'll go get a band-aid."
"Okay." I watched as he ran off. A few minutes later, he came back with a wipe and a bandage. He wiped off my knee for me and put the bandage on it. I smiled at him. He smiled back and helped me up.
"My name's Duncan. What's yours?"
"Gwen."
"Gwen." he repeated. "I like that name."
I blushed ever so slightly, "Thanks."
"Gwen!" I heard my mom calling my name.
"I better go. I can hear my mom calling me."
"Oh, okay." he said, a bit sad. I began to turn around but he yelled "Wait!" and grabbed my shoulder, so I spun around.
"Where do you live?"
"587 East Boulevard Avenue. Why?"
"We're neighbors!"
"Yay!"
"See you!"
"Bye!"
I looked back at this memory while walking down the halls of Willow High on my first day. I had just moved to Willowbrook and I was new to the school. That memory was from when I was only five years old, now I am 17 and a Junior at Willow High.
I bumped into someone while daydreaming and fell.
"Hey, watch i-wait, Gwen, is that you?"
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Gwuncan-Childhood Friends Or More?
Fanfiction(DISCONTINUED) Five year old Gwen one day meets a boy her age named Duncan and they become friends. They meet again 11 years later, as it turns out they go to the same high school. (Just to be clear, Total Drama never happened.)
