Hey so I've decided to write a Gwourtney stories since there's not that many on here. This story is based off the MTV show, Faking it(hence the name of the story) So please enjoy!

For fucks sakes, that was the longest, most obnoxious assembly ever! School elections, the most pointless thing ever at schools. Everyone just picks the popular people that don't do shit anyways. I really couldn't give two shits about the election the only reason why I even bothered going to that assembly was-

"Hey!" Someone said from behind me. Startled, I turned around to see my best friend since first grade, Courtney, smiling at me. "Vote for Courtney!" she placed a pin that read 'vote 4 Court' onto my shirt.

I rolled my eyes. "Of course." School elections were very important t Courtney, every year since the fifth grade she would run for class president. There's nothing more that girl loves than taking charge of things. Courtney says that running for school elections is good practice for when she actually runs for office one day.

We sat down by a tree outside since the weather was nice out. I took out my sketch book and started to doodle while listening to Courtney talk about her changes with the school if she got elected. Ever since the first day I knew her, Courtney's dream was to always run for office or becoming a lawyer like her parents. Her dream school is Harvard, or any Ivy League school, though I think her parents brainwashed her into thinking those were her dream schools. Her parents are successful lawyers so they're hardly ever home and when they are, they're yelling at Courtney for getting a B on some test.

Flashback:

"Alright everyone! Opening night is about to start, is everyone in their positions?" Ms. Prentice beamed. She was super excited about the winter play that she wrote herself. She clapped her hands in excitement, "Alright, where's Courtney?"

"Right here!" Said the little tan girl who happened to be the teacher's pet.

"Splendid, let the show begin!" Ms. Prentice then went out on stage for a few minutes to talk to the audience before the big red curtain was finally pulled up, I gulped looking at how many people were in the audience.

I saw my mother waving at me excitedly while holding my baby brother in the other arm. Ms. Prentice started to play the piano as I and the other kids who were elves started to sing. "Ooooooohhh, Santa's coming tonight tonight, Santa's coming toniiiiight, Santa's coming tonight tonight, Santa's coming toniiiiight!"

After that, Courtney had came down with two strings attached to her dressed as an Angel. The music started to play more serious as it was now her solo. Right as Courtney opened her mouth, she stopped as if she had gotten stage fright which was very unusual for her since she always sang in our plays. However, she just stood there for a few minutes, my classmates would try to nudge or harshly whisper, "C'mon Courtney!" Soon Courtney quickly ran backstage.

Ms. Prentice quickly got up from behind the piano and got on stage. "Please excuse the 5-10 minute intermission." And quickly closed the curtains to find Courtney.

Later on I needed to use the bathroom and waited until after my lines were finished. I heard a girl crying in one of the stalls as I entered, I noticed sparkly white ballet flats, the angel. I knocked on the stall door.

"Go away!" she sobbed.

"Did you get stage fright?" I asked.

"Of course not! I'm a Montero and us Montero's NEVER get stage fright!" She snapped.

I sat down on the floor of the stall next to hers. "Then why did run out?"

She sighed. "Be-because, my parents didn't show up which they promised they'd go see." She replied softly, her voice quivering a bit.

"I'm sorry." I could understand, even though my mom always made it to my events despite missing work, my dad never showed up to anything, even when he was in town. "I can understand, my dad never comes to any of my performances even when he is in to-"

"At least you have your mom! I have no one." She snapped. "Do you know what it's like to see other kids receive hugs and kisses from their parents, telling them how great they were up there? All I get is a box with a fancy bracelet or money with a card saying, 'sorry, we had an important meeting, we'll come next time.' It hurts, a lot."

And in that moment, that was when I finally understood the phrase, 'don't judge a book by its cover.' I always thought of Courtney as the goody-goody, annoying teacher's pet but deep down she was more than that. She was a lonely kid longing for a caring family, I felt bad for her. I might not have a caring dad either but at least I had my mom and my little brother, Courtney had no one, literally. This was someone who really needed a friend.

An idea suddenly popped into my head. "Maybe you can join me and family afterwards for frozen yogurt!" I suggested.

"No thank you, I don't want to be a bother besides, my parents would highly disapprove of going somewhere afterwards."

"Shouldn't you be the one mad at them?" I quickly reminded her.

She giggled. "Gwen?"

"Yea?"

There was a long pause before she spoke again. "Why are you being nice to me?"

"Because you could really use a friend right now."

"I don't want your pity!" she said coldly. Maybe I worded that wrong.

"No I'm serious! I want to be your friend!"

"Really?" She asked in disbelief, I don't blame her, I myself couldn't believe I was asking Courtney Martello to be my friend.

Rather than responding, I slid my hand to her side and held up my pinky. After a minute or so, I felt her pinky link mine and I smiled.

We both excited the stalls and we stood there, smiling at each other before she hugged me. "Thanks Gwen!"

End of Flashback

"Gwen, are you listening to me?" Courtney yelled, snapping her fingers in front of my face.

I quickly snapped back to reality and looked at her glaring at me. "Huh-sorry-what?"

"I asked you if you wanted to help me make posters this weekend, maybe make fun of really cheesy chick flicks too?" She giggled. That was one thing I loved about being friends with Courtney, she hated romance movies just as much as me. We both agree that romance movies are just pointless pieces of garbage that tricks young girls into thinking that they'll find that perfect prince charming.

I snorted. "I can't pass up making fun of Nicolas Sparks movies."

"Hmm, I'm feeling like going Anti-John Green tonight." Courtney said with a smug grin.

I laughed. "And this is why you're my best friend."

Courtney was about to open her mouth when Topher Stevens sat down behind us and wrapped his arms around us tightly. "Hello you two!"

Courtney scoffed and pushed him away. "What do you want, Topher?"

"I just wanted to invite the two of you to my sweet sixteen birthday party next Friday night." Courtney and I could only exchange confused glances.

I raised my brow at him. "What's my name?"

Topher bit his lip. "Umm…..Greta?"

I rolled my eyes and scoffed, figures. "Exactly."

He huffed in response. "Hey I was trying to be nice and invite you guys!" he then wrapped his arms around me and Courtney. "Party starts at 8, dress sexy for the boys!" he laughed and then got up. "You gals should definitely come, I've got to fix my hair before fourth period starts, later!" he's such an egotistical ass.

"Is it just me to find it really weird that Topher Steven randomly asked us to go to his party?"

Courtney nodded in agreement before picking up a grape. "I know! There's something fishy going on…"

"Should we go?" Even though I was still extremely suspicious, I kind of secretly wanted to go to a party. I always overhear Geoff Dunham's crazy stories at parties and it all sounds really exciting. I don't know if Courtney would be up for going though…

She shrugged. "Sure, why not."

"Really?" I was expecting her to snap, no or something followed by a ten minute rant about why parties are overrated and obnoxious.

"Well if I want to win the presidential elections, I might as well get and convince people to vote for me." She looked at me and smirked. "Was that the answer you were expecting to hear?"

I chuckled. "You know me so well."

"I know." She smiled smugly before clapping her hands together. "Alright, what shitty romance movie are we making fun of tonight?"

"I can't believe we're actually going to a party." I snorted.

"I know right!"

I looked over my outfit one last time, I'm not one to care about fashion but I wanted to dress somewhat better than what I usually wore. A black and white striped shirt with black overall shorts and a pair of black doc martens, eh, whatever. "Courtney are you almost done?" The girl has been in there for over a half an hour. It only took me ten minutes, sheesh.

"Well sorry that some of us want to look decent, especially if one if trying to get others to vote for her in a certain election."

I rolled my eyes, she's such a perfectionist. She did look perfect though, her hair was curled and her makeup was perfect. She wore a purple and pink floral strapless dress that showed a little bit more cleavage than she normally allows and pink high heel wedges that made her legs look super long. Courtney looked super good compared to me, Courtney always looks way prettier than me in general though.

"Ready?" she asked. I snapped out of my thoughts and nodded my head.

Topher's house was freaking huge! Figures, there had to be at least 20 cars parked in his driveway and still room for more. His dad is the news anchor for the channel 9 news and his moms is like some former model. Apparently Topher's parents always let him have a party every time he walks in on his parents having sex. Even the doorbell was fancy. Topher opened up the door with a huge smile. "Oh My God, you guys came!" He grabbed mine and Courtney's wrist. "Come, come!" and pulled us in, dragging us to where everyone else was.

Courtney and I ended up just sitting on the couch awkwardly, we didn't know most of these people and the people we did know, were way too obnoxious to even say hi to. "Well this is fun..." I said in sarcasm. Courtney just nodded her head in agreement while taking a sip from her red cup. I laughed when I saw her face scrunch up in disgust. I took her cup and smelled it. "Is this beer?"

"I wanted to go into the kitchen for water but there's a huge, crazy game of beer pong."

A girl with curly red hair jumped into the spot next to Courtney, making Courtney yelp. The red head laughed. "Oh my gosh, that was so funny, he-he-he!" She was definitely on something.

Courtney glared at her, one thing about Courtney was that her death glares were cold, they send shivers send your spine, you never ever mess with Courtney. "What the hell is your problem!"

The girl just causally shrugged, obviously not that intimidated by Courtney's death glare like most people. "Relax, loosen up, it's a party!" Courtney just huffed in response and turned her head away from her. Courtney always hated it when people told her or implied that she was uptight. Unfortunately, I can't deny the truth, Courtney is very uptight but I'm used to it and for me, it's easy to calm her down and relax. "You guys are so cute together by the way!" I almost chocked on my own breath when she said that.

"E-excuse me…?" Courtney and I chocked out in unison.

She just laughed. "You guys are so funny! Seriously though, aren't you two like dating or something?"

I waved my hands, what even made her think we were dating in the first place? "Oh no, no, we're jus-"

I was cut off by Topher butting in. "Yea you two are so cute together how long have you two been dating?" Before Courtney and I had a chance to say anything, he spoke again. "And you're running for class president, right" he asked pointing towards Courtney. "Oh my gosh!" He stood up on the coffee table and blew a horn that came out of nowhere, the room became silent in less than a second. "EVERYONE!" he grabbed Courtney's wrist and pulled her up. "COURTNEY IS RUNNING FOR CLASS PRESIDENT AND WE ALL NEED TO VOTE FOR HER!" oh my god…I was not liking where this was going.

"WHY?" someone shouted.

"BECAUSE WHAT BETTER WAY TO KICK OFF THE NEW YEAR THAN T VOTE A LESBIAN IN OFFICE?" he then pulled my arm up. "AND THEN WE HAVE OUR HOMECOMING QUEENS FOR WINTER FORMAL GUYS, C'MON!" What the hell was even going on right now? I started feeling knots forming in my stomach, I looked at Courtney who just seemed to stand there in shock. "Wait, what's your name again?" Topher whispered to me.

I frowned, it's not that hard of a name to remember. "Gwen…"

"Gwourtney!" He chanted and raised his fist in the air. "Gwourtney!" He continued to chant and soon enough everyone was chanting, 'Gwourtney'.

And after that night, our life in high school was never the same.