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Disneyland's Tiana's Bayou Adventure: A Cultural Milestone

Tiana’s Bayou Adventure officially opens this weekend and fans, especially young Black girl nerds will finally get the opportunity to experience an amusement ride at a place deemed the Happiest Place on Earth — Disneyland. The We Came to Play initiative, a marketing campaign designed to encourage Black families to feel included and welcomed into Disney parks and experiences continues to expand…

Disneyland's Tiana's Bayou Adventure: A Cultural Milestone

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Another Contestant Masterpost

Chapter 0: The Video

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Summary: I'm Carmen, and I signed up for this show as a last-minute decision a few minutes before the time ran out to sign up. I signed up for Total Drama because I wanted to get away from my life. My parents don't understand me, and they constantly mis-gender me. I'm non-binary, but they keep using she/her when referring to me and deadnaming me. I know they love me, but I just need a break from it all. Maybe I'll make some new friends, or meet someone special. Carmen is AFAB non-binary and uses they/them pronouns.

Chapter 1-1: Not So Happy Campers (Part 1)

Chapter 1-2: Not So Happy Campers (Part 2)

Chapter 1-3: The Big Sleep

Chapter 1-4: Dodgebrawl

Chapter 1-5: Not Quite Famous

Chapter 1-6: The Sucky Outdoors

Chapter 1-7: Phobia Factor

Chapter 1-8: Up the Creek

Chapter 1-9: Paintball Deer Hunter

Chapter 1-10: If You Can't Take the Heat...

Chapter 1-11: Who Can You Trust?

Chapter 1-12: Basic Straining

Chapter 1-13: X-Treme Torture

Chapter 1-14: Brunch of Disgustingness

Chapter 1-15: Haute Camp-ture

Chapter 1-16: The Very Last Episode, Really!

Chapter 1-17: Total Drama, Drama, Drama, Drama Island

Chapter 2-1 (in progress)

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Another Contestant Chapter 1-17: Total Drama, Drama, Drama, Drama Island

A/N: I'm trying out adding Chris's opening and ending dialogue for each episode for each chapter, starting now. Let me know what you think, and if I should keep doing this for the next season!

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"Welcome back to Total Drama Island. It's been a long time since you last saw our campers slugging it out for the $100,000 Grand Prize. Since the competition came to a shocking and dramatic conclusion, our campers have had some time to snack on some real food - no offense, Chef - take a hot shower, get their stuff back, and even peruse their emails from home. There were losers. Okay, lots of losers, hehe. But there was only one winner: Owen. The youngest of three brothers and a hardcore underachiever turned out to be the surprise champ. Without much knowledge, ambition, fitness, or even charm, he ended up with one massive prize. He's planning a wicked tropical party for all his fellow campers this winter. But first, they're gonna move their booties for one final poolside rap party, and tomorrow, everybody's heading for home. Or are they? Find out here on Total! Drama! Island!"

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I walk past the hot tub while looking for my girlfriend, and roll my eyes when I see Duncan and Courtney making out again. There's way too much of that going around lately, now that TDI is over. It's been a total snog-fest! Heather and I kiss sometimes, but the most we usually do is just cuddling together.

Suddenly, Courtney pulls away from Duncan, saying, "Ew. Duncan, stop it."

Duncan asks, "Why so uptight, hot stuff? What happened to that crazy chick who helped me raid the camp kitchen?"

The brunette scoffs, responding, "I'm over this stupid show. I lost the competition, me pathetic lawyer lost my lawsuit, and now I just wanna go home, study for my LSATs, and work my class president campaign."

Duncan's expression drops, and he says, "Wow. Hello, downer. Come on, relax. It's almost over. I thought you'd be happy."

Courtney exclaims, clearly upset, "I am happy!"

I leave the toxic twosome alone and finally find Heather by the buffet table, where Leshawna, Gwen, and Trent are laughing at something and whispering among themselves through chuckles.

Heather turns around to face them, and I see exactly what they're laughing at as she asks defensively, "What's so funny?"

I click my tongue at them, and lick my thumb to attempt to wipe off the smiley face drawn on the back of her nearly bald scalp, but it looks like it's drawn on in permanent marker. Suddenly, the loudspeaker screeches alive, dramatic music playing while Chris speaks, standing next to Chef.

He says, "Hello, campers!"

Duncan let's put a humorless chuckle, saying, "That's ex-campers to you."

Heather adds, "Yeah. Your twisted game is over. Remember?"

Chris not-so-subtley whispers to Chef, "We'll see about that."

The two men chuckle like they did in the episode I was eliminated, and I immediately get suspicious.

I narrow my eyes at them, asking, "What're you two chuckleheads laughing about? Knowing you, it's nothing good."

Chris responds, "Oh, you'll find out soon enough." He winks at Chef, and continues, "Congratulations to our winner. Owen, you played hard, fought hard, are hard, and farted harder! Not sure why, but you beat every other person on this island, and your pockets will soon be stuffed with cheddar!"

Most of us cheer, and Owen says in a dazed, hungry voice, "Mm, cheddar."

Chris continues, "But what I'm about to offer you may change all that." He brings out a briefcase exclaiming, "Inside this suitcase is one. Million. Dollars!" He hands the briefcase over to Chef, who leaves as Chris adds, "We had our PAs make a cardboard check of this awesome prize."

He makes a gesture with his hand, and a helicopter drags in a check taller than a 2-story building.

Chris yells over the loud whirring of the helicopter blades, "We went through a lot of cardboard to make this!" The helicopter leaves, and he continues at a normal volume, "Owen, my man. This million dollars could be yours. All you have to do is figure out where we're about to hide it and bring it to the Dock of Shame before anyone else does."

Gwen asks, "You're telling us that we all have a chance to win a million dollars?"

I add, "With no new challenges, just finding where it's hidden?"

Chris responds, "Yup." What do you say, Owen? Will you settle for 100 Gs or one. Million. Dollars?!"

Owen appears to think for a moment before exclaiming, "Game on, baby!"

He laughs, and his $100,000 check is ripped in half before he gets a chance to spend a single penny.

Chris says, "That's the spirit, Owen. Throughout the day, I'll give you all hints from the loudspeakers just to make sure you're not completely lost." He pulls out a corked wine bottle, adding "Alright, campers. The ultimate million dollar challenge starts... now!"

He pulls to cork from the wine bottle, and it shoots into the air, sniping a seagull above.

It was at it falls to the ground, but Owen is unfazed, exclaiming, "Woohoo! Here I come, million dollars!"

He laughs, and Heather asks, "Let me get this straight. After messing with our heads for an entire summer, you expect us to start running around the island like idiots all over again?"

Chris responds smugly, "That's right."

Leshawna asks, "But how do we know you didn't stuff that suitcase with bricks or something?"

Chris responds, "You don't."

Noah says, "I'd love to play another round of "Humiliate the Teens", but I've got a buffet to eat."

I add, "And I'm not about to act like a chicken with its head cut off just to please you again."

Duncan adds, waving a hand to dismiss Chris, "Aw, sit on it"

Eva exclaims, "Yeah!"

Chris says, "Fine. Suit yourselves. I'm sure Owen will be happy to have no competition while he makes the easiest million dollars in TV history."

Gwen exclaims, "Fine!"

Lindsay adds, "Fine!"

Justin adds, "Yeah, right."

Owen exclaims, "Alright! I'm gonna be rich!"

He cheers and whoops, and we all look at each other, trying to pretend that we don't want that money. We all eventually run off toward Owen, all 23 of us crashing and crumbling into a large heap on the floor.

Chef whistles loudly to get out attention as we all argue over each other, and Beth takes the opportunity to exclaim, "Hey! I've got an idea! Let's work together as a team! We can split the prize twenty-three ways and share it!"

I say, "There's so way to evenly split it that way! We'd all be better off splitting into smaller teams or just going off on our own!"

We eventually untangle ourselves after a while of more arguing, and we split off into teams.

Courtney exclaims, grabbing her boyfriend's hand, "Ah! Let's go get that million dollars! Yes!"

She kisses Duncan passionately, and after they split, he says, "Sir, yes sir!"

Harold asks, "Can I come, too?"

Courtney quickly responds, "No! You'll slow us down!"

Owen, Tyler, Cody, Trent, and DJ are the next ones to team up, Owen exclaiming, "Aw, a guys-only team! This is awesome!"

Tyler adds, "Yeah! Guys rule! I've been hitting the weights since I got here. Working on my fiercenessness."

Eva shove him to the ground, saying, "Get over yourself."

Izzy, trailing behind the bodybuilder, exclaims through laughter, "That was funny! You stupid guy!"

Noah joins the two, making for quite the odd pairing. Next was Beth and Lindsay, the former asking the latter, "Do you wanna be my team member?"

Lindsay gasps, responding, "Totally!"

Ezekiel asks, "Can I come, too?"

Beth responds, "Okay, but you have to be respectful of us girls. Deal?"

Ezekiel responds, "Yeah, okay!"

Heather walks up to the trio, pulling my arm with hers as she says, "Ladies, it's your lucky day. Carmen and I are gonna help you find this million dollars."

Beth says, "No thanks, Heather. We might've agreed to having only Carmen join, but we have enough people already."

I say, "That's okay, Beth. Have fun." I turn to my girlfriend, saying, "C'mon, Hetty. Let's just-"

She interrupts me, exclaiming, "Excuse me? Lindsay?"

The ditzy blonde responds, "Sorry, Hannah. Good luck, though."

Heather asks, "You're bringing Homeschool with you, but not me?"

Lindsay responds, "Uh huh."

Beth adds, "Oh, and P.S., someone drew a happy face on the back of your head."

The two girls laugh as they walk away, the sexist, transphobic nose picker trailing behind them.

I say, "It's okay, Heather. We can try to find another team to join, and if worst comes to worst, we could always just go for the million together. Just the two of us."

Heather smiles, and we walk over to the trio that was teasing Heather behind her back. The people who have been my friends nearly the whole time I've been on the island, and also the people that, arguably, have faced the worst from Heather. Leshawna, Trent, and Gwen.

We walk up to them, and Heather says in a friendly voice, "Hey, guys! I realize that we've had our minor differences, but what do you say we team up? We're the 5 strongest players. Together, we'd be unstoppable."

Leshawna asks through stifled laughter, "You frontin' me? I might be willing to take Carmen, but I'd rather stick a tire iron up my butt than team up with you.

Heather drops her friendly facade, exclaiming, "Oh, yeah? Well, at least I'm not a big-butted, loud-mouthed, mall-shopping homegirl!"

Leshawna exclaims, "Uh, uh! You are not waving your fingers in my face!"

Gwen exclaims, "Come on! We're losing precious time!"

I say, "Yeah, Heather. We're already teamed up together, and you don't want to get tossed off a cliff again, do you?"

She rolls her eyes, and Leshawna exclaims as she leaves with her teammates, "Ooh, she's gonna get it! You watch!"

Katie and Sadie team up with Justin, and Bridgette teams up with Geoff.

As everyone starts leaving, already partnered up, Heather calls out, "Guys. Guys? Ugh. Ugh! Oh, forget it." Harold, the only person still standing, walls over to us, but before he can say a word, Heather already refuses him, saying, "No."

I take her aside and whisper to her, "Babe, you wanted another teammate, right? He's the only one left. Now, to be honest, I don't like him, nor do I want him on our team, but..." I sigh, adding, "If you want, we can leave him behind when we get the briefcase."

Heather smirks, planting a kiss on my cheek before we turn to Harold.

She sighs, saying, "Fine. But don't talk to me!"

Harold says, "Thank-"

Heather exclaims, "What did I just say?!"

We start walking toward the woods, and Harold mutters, "Fine! Gosh!"

After two hours, nobody found any signs of the briefcase, and Chris comes in the loudspeaker, saying, "Okay, this is pathetic, campers! It's been two hours now, and no one has even come close to finding this suitcase! So here's your first clue; it's just hangin' around!"

Harold starts whistling after a while, and Heather's twitches before she says through clenched teeth, "Shut. It."

Harold stops whistling and mutters, "Okay, gosh!"

After a while, we overheard the boys team, and hide behind a bush to watch as DJ exclaims, "There it is! I see it!"

Cody asks, "Where?"

DJ responds, "Right there in the tree!"

Chris says over the loudspeaker as Tyler starts climbing the tree the briefcase is tied to, "Finally!'

Tyler, Owen, and DJ exclaim, "Yes!"

Cody adds, "That's what I'm talking about!"

DJ adds, "You da man!"

Cody adds, "Go for it!"

Owen adds, "Yeah! You're the man!"

Tyler's weight breaks a thin tree branch, and he falls to the ground, saying, "Almost had it."

He tries again, Cody exclaiming, "Go for it!"

DJ adds, "You da man!"

Owen laughs, adding, "Yeah! You're still the man! Yeah. Still the man."

Tyler falls onto the ground again, this time with the briefcase.

DJ exclaims, "Yes!"

Cody adds, "We're rich!"

Owen adds, "We did it! Woohoo!"

Heather asks Harold and I, "Did you hear what I just heard?"

I say, "Yup. You know what this means for us?"

Harold says, "Darn it. We lost!"

Heather shushes him, saying, "Shh. This is not over yet. Are you up for a little burglary action?"

I responds, "Always, babe. Harold?"

The nerdy teen nods, responding, "Definitely. This one time, at computer camp-"

Heather shushes him again, saying, "Zip."

Tyler, Cody, Owen and DJ chant in songsongy voices, "We found the million! We found the million!"

Owen grabs the briefcase and starts kissing it, exclaiming, "Dock of Shame, here we come!" The other boys look at him suspiciously, and he asks, "What?"

DJ asks, "Why should you carry it?"

Tyler asks, "What difference does it make?"

Cody responds, "Chris did say that the first person on the dock with the case wins."

DJ asks, "No offense, but who says you won't take off with the money?"

Owen holds out the briefcase, saying, "Okay, then you carry it."

Cody asks, "What if he ditches us, and makes a run for it?"

Tyler exclaims, "This is crazy! How are we all gonna keep an eye on each other?"

They all think for a moment before Cody says, "I know!" He finds a rope and ties it around their whole team, saying, "There!" He chuckles, adding, "That should hold. Now there's no breaking up this team."

Tyler exclaims, "Yes! Alright, let's put this baby to bed."

They start apologizing over each other until Owen not-so-sneakily rips one.

DJ exclaims, "Aw, man!"

Tyler adds, fanning the air in front of him in disgust, "Aw!"

Cody asks, "Who cut the cheese?"

God, they're dumb. Who do they think?

The perpetrator says nervously, "Uh, guys? I kinda have to go."

DJ says casually, "So turn around and take a whiz. We're all dudes here."

Owen says, "No. Not number one." He farts again, adding, "Number poo."

They all make exclamations of disgust, and DJ says, "Head for the woods, dude. Just make sure you put some serious distance between us."

Tyler adds, "Yeah, we'll wait here."

When Owen stays in the circle Cody tied them into, DJ exclaims, "You've gotta unite yourself first, man!"

Owen exclaims, "I can't!"

They all start tugging at the knots, DJ asking, "Where'd you learn these knots, the army?!"

Cody responds, "Actually, it was a special after school-"

DJ points a finger at Owen, exclaiming, "And you! Why didn't you go before we tied ourselves together?"

Owen responds, "Well, I didn't have to go then!" He farts again,saying frantically, "Aw, come on, guys. This is serious!"

DJ says with a look of dread on his face, "You're just gonna have to... go."

The boys look at each other with similar looks, and they conveniently set down the briefcase next to the bush Heather, Harold, and I are hiding behind, while looking for another bush for Owen to pop a squat on. The three of us look at each other in shock, and Harold grabs the case while the boys are distracted.

We book it back towards camp, and once we're out of earshot of the boys, Heather says, "I've gotta say, Harold. That was a pretty sweet move."

Harold smirks at the praise, saying, "I learned it from a mail order ninja catalog from nunchuckers.com."

I say, "Didn't ask, don't care."

Heather adds, "Let's move!" We finally make it to a large chasm over the lake, and Harold starts fiddling around with an old, abandoned tent's cloth and a couplr branches, making something surprisingly useful.

Heather says, "I'm actually impressed, Harold. Where did you learn to make a hangglider out of branches and an old tent?"

Harold simply responds, "I told you I had skills. You need me."

Heather corrects him, saying, "I needed you. This is where we split up!"

She grabs the briefcase from Harold and shoves him away, and he exclaims, "Hey! What are you doing?!"

Heather hands the briefcase to me and we both hold onto the hangglider as she asks, "You didn't really think we were gonna split the money with you, did you?"

Harold responds, "Kinda."

We take flight on the glider, and I call back at him, "Sorry, not sorry, Harold!"

Heather adds, "If you learn one lesson from this, it's who to-"

Before she could finish her sentence, the glider breaks, leaving the two of us in a freefall, screaming.

I accidentally drop the case as we land on a beaver's den, Heather's head lodged inside, and my arm being pulled and chewed on aggressively.

We exclaim in pain, but I manage to say, "Heather, I dropped the case when we fell!"

Heather exclaims, "No! No! That was a million dollars, you stupid beavers!"

As we continue getting smacked and bitten by aggressive beavers, Chris says in the loudspeakers, "Attention, campers! The case is wet! Repeat, the case is wet!"

I manage to pull my arm free, Heather exclaiming, "Get off me, you rabies-carrying glorified rat! Ugh, stop that!"

I hear Trent, Gwen, and Leshawna talking as they walk along the bank, and the first words I can hear is Gwen asking, "Hey, isnt that Heatger and Carmen?"

Leshawna responds, "Looks like it."

Heather exclaims in pain again as I try to pry her free from the den, and she gets smacked again.

Leshawna says, "Ooh, now that's gotta hurt."

Gwen adds, "Wow. Beavers can be mean."

Leshawna adds, "I bet she wishes she wasn't wearing those teeny shorts now."

I call out, "Hey! Maybe instead of mocking her, you could get over here and help us?"

Heather adds, "Help! Guys, get me out of here!"

Trent turns to the two others, asking, "Should we help her?"

A moment of silence passes before all three of them burst out in laughter, Leshawna saying, "That's a good one."

They start walking away, and Heather exclaims, "You guys are so dead when I get outta here!"

After I manage to pry my girlfriend from the beaver den, Chris announces over the loudspeaker, "Attention, campers! The case is now somewhere beautiful and headed towards camp!"

I say, "Hey, sounds like Justin's got the case! If we can get you outta here quick, we can intercept him! I'm immune to his charms, so it'd be perfect!"

Heather says, "Whatever. We've wasted enough time here."

We start walking alongside the bed of water towards camp, and Harold eventually meets back up with us, rowing on a kayak he must've stolen from camp.

He asks, "Encountered some beavers, eh? Yeah, they can get pretty territorial, especially-"

Heather interrupts him, exclaiming, "You know what? So far today, I've been thrown off a cliff with my partner. By you! Attacked by beavers, left to die, and I lost one million dollars, which I'm kind of hoping to get back. So I really don't have time for your Harold-ness right now, okay?"

Harold says, "You know, you don't always have to be so mean."

Heather stops walking and angrily asks, "Excuse me?"

Harold continues, "Maybe if you were nicer, someone here other than Carmen might actually like you."

Heather exclaims, "People like me! I'm popular!"

Harold asks, "Then how come no one wanted you on their team?"

I say, "No one wanted you either."

Heather adds, "Yeah, you're alone. What's your damage?"

She sits down on a large rock, and Harold says, "I'm alone by choice. I'm kinda like a lone wolf."

Heather's expression softens, and she says quietly, "I don't like being mean all the time. It's kind of become this habit of mine." I sit down next to her and wrap my arm around her shoulder as she starts tearing up, asking, "Do you think it's fun being the one that everyone hates?" She curls up her knees to her chest and starts crying, exclaiming, "Look at me! I don't even have any hair!"

She leans into my touch, resting her head on my shoulder as she continues crying, and I can tell that it's real. She can be a good actress when she wants to be, but I can tell that she's not lying or acting right now.

Harold says, "Maybe you're so afraid that everyone will reject you, that you push them away first. I'm guessing either your parents are divorced or you were fat and pimply once."

Heather wipes her tears and sniffles, asking, "So how'd you become such an expert?"

Harold responds, "Believe it or not, I wasn't always this cool."

I ask, "So there was a time you were even nerdier?"

Heather giggles, resting her hand on mine and grabbing hold of it.

Harold adds, "Plus, I read a lot of my sister's psych books in the can. Want a ride?"

Heather asks, "You'd still team up with me after the way I treated you?"

I say to her, "I remember a time when I did the same thing, babe."

Harold says, "Yeah. For a 50-25-25 split. It's either that or a 5 kilometer walk to camp. And those beavers are probably still looking for you."

I stand up and help my girlfriend stand as she says, "Impressive extortion skills. Deal."

Harold asks, "Do you think we'll be friends after this is all over?"

Heather responds, "Definitely."

When we sit down behind Harold in the kayak, Heather looks at me and shakes her head. I chuckle, and we grab oars to paddle back toward camp faster.

When the camp's shore is in sight, Chris's announces over the loudspeaker, "The case is almost at the campgrounds! Get your butts in gear, people! It's a million big ones!"

We start rowing faster, and when we finally reach the shore, "Harold points above the campgrounds, asking, "Is that a hot air balloon?"

I look up and sure enough, there's Courtney in one of the hot air balloons the cameramen use sometimes, with the boys team above with the case, and Courtney holding Cody in a headlock, and a bear climbing the mic's cord up to the hot air balloon's basket.

I exclaim, "They've got the case!"

Heather adds, "And a... bear. Come on!"

We get out of the kayak and run toward the hot air balloon, and Leshawna rides out of the woods on an ATV she must've stolen from either Chris or Chef, Gwen and Trent riding behind Leshawna on the ATV, an angry expression on her face as she notices us.

She exclaims, "Yo, Heather! This is for calling me a big-butted, loudmouth, mall-shopping homegirl!"

Gwen asks and Leshawna revs the ATV's motor, "Leshawna, what are you doing?!"

Trent says, "I think we better get off."

They scream as they jump off, and Leshawna takes off full speed toward my girlfriend, and also endangering Harold and I since we're right next to Heather. We take off in the opposite direction and reach the Dock of Shame, jumping toward the safety of Lake Wawanakwa.

Leshawna isn't able to stop the ATV before she also plunges it into the water, and Heather exclaims, "She's crazy!"

I add, slinging my soggy bangs to the back of my head, "Was she trying to kill us?!"

Harold exclaims in awe, "That was awesome!"

Chris says over the loudspeakers, "Attention, campers! The case is still in play! Don't give up now!"

Geoff, Bridgette, Katie, and Sadie climb the tall diving board above the pool of green jelly from the episode where we had to face our fears to avoid a moose chasing them, Duncan scared off the moose with a taxidermied moose head, and the boys team jump from the hot air balloon to the divingboard to get away from the bear.

Courtney gloated about having the case until the bear climbed into the hot air balloon's basket, and she also jumped onto the diving board. They all fought over the case, and Leshawna climbed onto it after the case, and the fight knocked it over to the communal bathroom, where Lindsay, Beth, and Ezekiel found it.

Justin jumped from a stolen plane that was used in the fears episode, and he parachuted down and charmed the case away from Lindsay, his parachute draping over Beth and Ezekiel as the now empty plane crashes into the diving board, making it start wobbling unsteadily. Izzy, Noah, and Eva, dressed in the stupid camo outfits from the paintball deer hunter episode, toss buckets of chum at Justin, and he flails around, freaking out about his hair.

Izzy places an empty bucket over his head and steals the case, calling herself E-scope, but trips while running toward the dock, and drops the case. It starts bouncing toward the dock, and everyone starts running after it, Duncan riding on the moose, Beth having freed herself from under the parachute, and Justin walking around blindly, the parachute pack still on his back.

The diving board finally falls, dumping Courtney, Cody, Katie, Sadie, and Tyler into the incredibly gross green jelly that's still there from the fears episode that happened a couple weeks ago, and the others left on the diving board slide helplessly toward the dock. The parachute gets caught under the diving board, dragging Justin along with them, the bucket falling off his head from the sudden tug.

The moose launched Duncan off it's back and into the water, and just as me, Heather, and Harold got out of the lake and back onto the dock, we're shoved right back in by everyone on the diving board. We all surface - Heather, Harold, Leshawna, Lindsay, Beth, Duncan, Owen, DJ, Gwen, Izzy (E-scope?) and I - and the case gets eaten whole by a shark.

Leshawna exclaims angrily, "Great! Now what?!"

Chris walks toward us on the dock, saying, "So... you lost the case. Way to go."

I say, "Technically, the shark did it."

Chris continues, ignoring me, "I didn't wanna have to do this, but since none of the 15 of you officially won, you all officially tied, which means that you will all have another shot at winning the million dollars!" We all cheer until he adds, "In season 2!"

I ask angrily, "I'm sorry, what? Are you freakin' kidding me?"

Duncan adds, "Oh, forget this. I didn't agree to season 2."

Chris says, pulling out one of his many copies of our huge stack of legal forms, "Actually, you did. It's called the fine print. Read it, live it, love it!"

Gwen growls, "I hate the fine print."

Chris's addresses the ex-campers that finally arrived on the Dock of Shame, "As for the rest of you, your treasure hunt ends here, along with all your hopes of ever winning any money off of being on this show. The good news, though? You'll be watching all the action on season 2 from the sidelines!"

I mutter, "Lucky bastards."

Courtney exclaims, "Wait a minute! I wanna be on season 2!"

Chris smirks and clicks his tongue in a teasing way, repeating, "Fine print."

E-scope exclaims, "Yes, this is so awesome! E-scope is coming back! E-scope is coming back!"

She giggles, and Beth and Lindsay embrace, Beth exclaiming, "This is so exciting! Lindsay, if you win and you buy France, will you invite me over?"

Lindsay responds, "For sure!"

Heather and I look at each other, and I say, "At least we'll be together for next season, right?"

Heather smiles at me and puts her forehead to mine, responding, "Definitely, babe."

Chris says, "In exactly 2 days, you'll all report to a brand new location for a whole new challenge and the last one standing will receive one. Million. Dollars!" He turns to the cameras, adding, "So don't forget to tune in... to Total. Drama. Action!"

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Another Contestant Chapter 1-16: The Very Last Episode, Really!

It's all down to two remaining campers, Owen and Gwen, competing to win it all. To see if the last 8 weeks have been worth it or not for the victor, and the rest of us have a chance to support the person we want to win.

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While all of us eliminated contestants are hiding and Chris's crew get Gwen and Owen ready for the finale, Chris says to a camera, "Now it's time to welcome the 21 campers who did not make it to the finals."

We come out of hiding, and Owen exclaims excitedly, "Hey, guys! Woohoo! Good to see ya!"

Chris asks, "Would everyone who's walked the Dock of Shame and left camp on the Boat of Losers kindly take a seat in the Peanut Gallery of Failure?"

We sit down in a mostly even split between two bleachers marked with a photo of who we're supporting, Heather and I sitting in different bleachers. She wants to support Owen because he's not Gwen, and I want to support Gwen because she's less annoying than Owen.

Chris explains to the camera what we already know, saying, "The side you choose should represent who you would like to cheer on to victory in today's final competition."

Gwen gets one look at Heather's wig and chuckles, snarking, "Nice rug."

Heather responds, "Oh, bite me." Izzy, from behind Heather, starts picking through Heather's wig like gorillas pick at each other for bugs, and Heather exclaims, "Stop touching my hair, Crazy Girl!"

When Izzy stops touching her, Heather starts smirking, staring at Gwen with that look.

Gwen asks, "Why is Heather smiling like that?"

Owen respond, "Maybe she loves her new 'do! Or she could just be really happy for us."

Gwen says, "Wow. Do you ever have a bad thought about anyone?"

Chris says to them, "Gwen, Owen, this is your last chance to tell the Peanut Gallery of Failure what you would do with the money if you won, and why you deserve it."

Gwen says, "Well, I guess I'm pretty proud of getting this far. I mean, maybe if I can survive here, the rest of high school won't be so bad."

Izzy laughs loudly at that, then covers her mouth when we all stare at her.

She says, "Oh, sorry."

What does that mean? Oh, whatever. She's weird, and I don't need to know or care why she does this stuff.

Gwen continues, "Well, I'm always good for my word, and I did promise to split my hundred grang with Owen, but that would still leave me a ton of cash. I guess I'd go travelling and then to university to study Art History."

Leshawna exclaims, "Whoo! Yeah, that's it! Girlfriend's got some goals!"

Trent adds, "Very cool."

Chris says, "Wow, that's really sweet. Boring, but sweet. Owen?"

Owen exclaims, "I'd throw the biggest, hugest, sickest party ever! And invite everyone here! Booyah!"

Well, that'll get me to flip sides. I move to sit next to Heather on Owen's bleacher, along with all of Gwen's supporters except for Lindsay, Trent, Leshawna, and Eva as we cheer.

Gwen says, "At least not all of you are total sellouts."

Owen exclaims, "Oh! Oh! And I forgot! It'll be on a yacht!"

That convinced Lindsay, who hangs her head low as she moves to sit with everyone else on Owen's beacher. Eva, Trent, and Leshawna are Gwen's only remaining supporters.

Gwen says sarcastically, "Nice."

Chris says, "Alright. It's time for the final challenge; the Rejected Olympic Relay Race. Each of the three parts was pitched to the committee, but sadly rejected as an Olympic sport." He holds up a rubber chicken hat from the first challenge, and a rubber cow hat, adding, "First, each of you has to put on one of these."

Gwen remarks, "I think it's clear why this even wasn't accepted."

Chris ignores her, explaining, "Dressed as a cow and a chicken, run to the first location and shimmy up the pole to retrieve your flag. If you don't have the flag, don't bother coming down off that pole!"

Geoff mutters, "Oh, that's gonna be tough for the big guy."

Chris continues, "Next, you will cross a 300-meter balance beam, suspended over a massive gorge, while carrying an eagle's egg."

Owen says, "Oh." He chuckles nervously, asking, "Is that all?"

Chris responds, "No. Below; your friends, the rare but real man-eating freshwater sharks."

Gwen snarks to Own, "You had to ask."

Chris continues, "The final leg of the race is a long distance run returning to the finish line here. First camper to arrive wins."

Gwen holds out her hand, saying, "Good luck, Owen. If I had to lose to anyone here, it'd be you."

Owen hugs her, saying, "Aw, that's so nice! I hope you lose to me, too."

He lets her go, and Geoff cheers, "Yeah, go Owen! We want a party!"

Owen exclaims, "You're gonna get one! Woohoo!"

We cheer for Owen, and Leshawna exclaims, "Go, Gwen! Kick his butt, girl!"

Trent adds, "You can do it, Gwen!"

They both look at Eva, who folds her arms as she says flatly, "I don't cheer."

They shrug, and Trent exclaims, "Come on, Gwen! You've got this!"

Chris holds up a flag, saying, "On your marks... Get set... Go!"

Izzy cheers, "Yay, Owen! Go, Owen!" When he's not moving as fast as she wants, she demands, "Run!"

Trent follows after Gwen, and she asks, "If I ignore you, will you go away?"

Trent responds, "Not likely."

Gwen says as she tries climbing her pole, "You know, just because you're rooting for me doesn't mean I have to like you."

Trent says, "I thought you were over the whole 'me kissing Heather' thing. It wasn't my fault! She ambushed me."

Gwen grunts as she slides down her pole a few times, saying, "I said I was over it, I didn't say I wanted to go out with you anymore."

She groans, asking in frustration, "Why is my flagpole so slippery?"

I look to my girlfriend, who has the fakest innocent look on her face I've ever seen. She's lucky I like her so much.

Gwen says, "Well, if you're gonna stand there annoying me, make yourself useful."

Trent takes off his shirt and uses it to rub off whatever slippery substance Heather applied to Gwen's pole, and the goth stares at Trent like she did when she was first crushing on him.

After a moment, Leshawna exclaims, "Yo! Let's go, girl! You don't have time for daydreaming!"

Gwen says, "That's better. Thanks."

Geoff, Izzy, and Heather and I help Owen up his pole, grunting under his weight. He finally gets his flag, exclaiming, "Yes! I got it! I got the flag!" He laughs, then asks, "How do I get down?"

Geoff responds, "Slide like a fireman, dude!"

Owen starts sliding down, the pole making loud creaking sounds as his sweaty palms making squeaking noises against the hot metal.

He exclaims, "Ah, pole burn! That hurts! Aw crap, that's bad!" He shakes it off, cheering, "I have conquered Mount Pole!"

Heather points at Gwen, who's already down her pole and running toward the next challenge.

She says, "That's great, but Weird Goth Girl is getting ahead. Get your lazy butt in gear! Now, Owen! Now!"

Heather and I follow him to the next challenge, my girlfriend dragging Justin along with us, and Trent follows Gwen while Courtney and Duncan go around the other side to watch, and the rest stay behind to watch from the bleachers. When we get to the next challenge, Gwen is already there with her eagle egg and visibly freaking out, and Trent is on the other side of the gorge.

Chris says, "Okay. Gwen has her eagle's egg and is starting the second challenge."

Trent asks, "What are the eggs for?"

Chef says, "Oh, you'll see."

He laughs, and Heather pulls at the front of Owen's shirt, saying, "Listen closely, Owen. I really want you to have this party more than anything in the world. Now, I'm helping you as much as I can, but you've gotta lock it up! Got it?"

Owen nods, his eyes wide as he says, "Okay, sure, Heather."

Heather and I go around the gorge, and Justin follows us.

As Owen grabs his egg and finally looks at the challenge in front of him, he exclaims, "Alexander the freaking Great, that's a deep gorge!"

The man-eating freshwater sharks jump up close to the wooden plank Gwen is using to cross, and she nearly drops her egg, exclaiming, "Whoa, whoa!"

We all gasp, and Gwen starts losing her balance, nearly falling right off the edge before righting herself.

Trent exclaims, "That's it! Get your balance back and stay calm!"

She wavers again, and Owen says with concern, "Oh, no! Hang on Gwen, you can do it! Just don't fall into the shark-infested water!"

Gwen remarks, "Really not helping, Owen."

I say, "It's pretty funny to watch, though."

Owen says, "Sorry!"

Heather mutters, "And when is that stupid cupcake gonna kick in?"

I ask, "What cupcake?"

Heather smirks, saying, "Oh, nothing. Don't worry about it, Carmen." She whispers in my ear, "I may have spiked a cupcake with a bunch of laxative chocolates and sent it to Gwen, with a letter saying it was from Trent."

I ask, "You did what?!"

Heather shushes me, saying, "Like I said, don't worry about it."

When Gwen and Owen are both about halfway across the gorge, we hear the cries of some eagles, and the massive birds start dive-bombing at the two teens holding their eggs.

Gwen asks, fear evident in her voice, "What was that?!"

Chris responds, "Angry eagle parents."

Duncan exclaims excitedly, "Oh snap, that is messed up!"

Courtney asks, "What, you mean you like watching this? They could die!"

Duncan says nonchalantly, "Oh, mellow your yellow, babe. This is awesome TV!"

Courtney asks, "Why would I want to watch Gwen and Owen risk their lives?"

Duncan responds, "This is life at it's most raw." He gestures at Trent, adding, "Check out Elvie here with his guitar. One misstep and his girlfriend is shark bait. Now, that would make for an interesting song."

Courtney glares at him, and then I blink and they're making out.

Courtney pulls away, panting as she says, "You're still not my type."

Duncan adds, "You make me sick."

They start making out again, and one of the eagles above cries out again.

Owen exclaims, "Schnikies! It's coming this way! What do we do?!"

Gwen responds, "Step on it!"

The two take off, running along their wooden planks across the gorge.

Heather says to Chris, "Incensed eagle parents. Nice twist."

I add, "A little too death-defying and dangerous for my tastes, but I can't say it doesn't raise tension."

An eagle cries again, and Trent exclaims, "You can do it, Gwen! You're the most awesome girl I've ever met! In face, I was thinking... I think I lo-"

Gwen interrupts him, exclaiming, "Okay, I so can't deal with distractions right now, Trent!"

Heather exclaims, "Then you're gonna hate this!"

She rips off Justin's shirt, leaving both finalists nearly drooling over teen boy abs as they stand over a huge gorge. Seriously, is Owen bi or something? I really don't get the appeal.

Gwen says, "Oh, wow."

Owen says, "So beautiful." He gasps excitedly, adding, "No words."

An eagle cries out again, and Trent exclaims, "Gwen! Ignore the incredibly hot man-candy and keep walking!"

Gwen snaps out of it and asks Heather as she places her egg in its nest on our side of the gorge, "Huh, is that all you've got?"

Owen gently places his egg in the other nest as Gwen takes off, saying, "There you go, little eagle orphan eggy. Don't worry, I'm sure the-"

Heather exclaims, "Run! She's getting the lead! Again!"

Owen says, "Okay. Sheesh."

He takes off, and suddenly exclaims, "Oh, no! Quick! W-where's the bathroom out here?!"

The closest bathroom is the outhouse we make confessionals in, and Chris exclaims in horror as Owen runs in, "Owen, no! Not in the confession can!"

Everyone gasps, and Heather exclaims as she catches up, "What is going on here?!"

I respond angrily, "Your spiked cupcake got the wrong person! That's what's going on here!"

Gwen adds, "I'd avoid the confession booth for a while."

Heather and I sit back down on the bleachers with the others, and Leshawna cheers, "That's it! Go, girl! You got it!"

Trent asks, "So just to clarify, you're not mad at me anymore?"

Gwen responds, "Nope."

Trent asks, "But you don't trust me either?"

Gwen responds, "Right again."

Trent asks, "Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?"

Gwen responds, "Um, nope. Nothing come to mind." Trent picks up a very heavy-looking boulder, and she asks, "What are you doing?"

Trent grunts under the boulder's weight, responding, "Proving my feelings for you."

Gwen asks, "By carrying a boulder?"

Trent grunts, saying, "It's not easy, you know. I guy would have to really be in love to do this, don't you think?"

Gwen responds, "Or just really stupid."

Trent says, "I get straight A's."

Gwen remarks, "Well, I think you're nuts."

Owen finally exits the confession can, and is sluggish as he falls behind Gwen, likely still feeling the effects of all of the laxatives.

Gwen says to Trent, "You're gonna kill yourself, you know."

Trent grunts, saying, "I'm not giving up on you."

Chris says, "There they are. Two real competitors, and if I may say, truly personifying the spirit of the reject Olympics."

Trent falls behind and Owen catches up to him.

Trent rolls his boulder forward and asks, "How's it goin'?"

Owen responds, "Oh, good." He chuckles, then says, "Hey, don't give up. I think you're getting through to her, dude. Gordy Howe, I am tired."

He pants, and suddenly Izzy runs over with a steaming pile of fudgy brownies, saying, "Hot brownies comin' through. Lindsay the fan! Now!"

Lindsay turns on the fan, and accidentally leans it in the wrong direction, blowing Heather's wig off her scalp.

She exclaims, "Ah, my wig! Can't you freaks do anything right?!"

Leshawna exclaims, "Ooh, that's it! I've had about enough of that girl!"

She picks up Heather like she did in the first challenge and throws her into the confession can that Owen just stank up, locking her inside.

Heather screams, "Let me out of here! Ugh, Leshawna! Oh my gosh... Owen! You are so gross!"

Lindsay finally gets the fan blowing in the right direction, blowing the sweet smell of fresh-baked brownies in Owen's direction.

After a short moment, Owen sniffs at the air, exclaiming, "Wait, is that... brownies?! Move!"

He gets a burst of speed, bumping into Gwen and knocking her to the ground right in front of the finish line as he tackles Izzy in a hug, then pops up with his plate of brownies and his girl.

We cheer, and I can faintly hear Heather exclaiming, "What happened?! Who won?! Hello?! Ugh!"

Owen exclaims, "Woohoo! I won! I won!"

Trent asks Gwen as he helps her up, "You okay?"

She responds, "Yeah. Just remind me never to get between Owen and a brownie again." We cheer again, and Gwen sighs, saying, "So that's that. Owen won."

Trent says, "Ah, look at it this way; it's gonna be one heck of a party."

Gwen gesures her head at Trent's discarded boulder, and loudly clears her throat, asking, "Aren't you forgetting something?" He picks up the goth, and she lightly punches his back, exclaiming while laughing, "Put me down!"

Trent says, "Say you'll go out with me. C'mon, say it!"

Gwen chuckles, exclaiming, "Okay, okay, I'll go out with you!"

Trent asks, "Yeah?"

Gwen responds, "Yeah."

Trent says, "Cool."

He puts her back down on her feet, and Owen asks, "You guys are going out? Awesome! You're coming to my party together! Woohoo! I'm a hundred-thousand-dollarianaire!" He laughs before exclaiming again, "Woohoo!"

I finally let Heather out of the confession can, and jump back at the smell. That night, at the bonfire, nobody sits anywhere close to her due to the stink, not even me.

Eva remarks to her, "You really stink."

Heather crosses her arms, and Chris says, "Here we are, at the last bonfire ever. After 8 brutal weeks, it is my great pleasure to announce the winner of Total Drama Island... Owen!"

Everyone but Heather and Eva cheer, and Trent asks Gwen, "You even a bit bummed?"

She responds, "I guess. But hey, I came second out of 23. That's pretty good, right?"

Chris continues, "Owen, at this time, I give you the ultimate symbol of survival; the final marshmallow."

Owen takes the white cylinder-shaped sugary snack, saying, "I'll treasure it for the rest of my life." After less than a minute, he exclaims, "Oh, screw it! I can buy all the marshmallows I want now!"

He eats it, and Geoff says, "Yo, Owen. You know what it's time for?"

The guys that were around after I was eliminated, Geoff, DJ, Trent, Duncan, and Owen, all exchange a look with each other and quickly crowd Chris, picking him up.

They carry him over to the Dock of Shame, and Chef joins in as he exclaims, "No, no, no! Guys, my hair! Dudes!"

We all cheer as we realize what's going to happen, and Owen, Geoff, and Duncan count in unison, "1... 2... 3!"

Chris screams as they throw him into the lake and laugh, and Chef exclaims, "I've been waiting to do that all summer! How do you like that, pretty boy?! Huh?!"

Geoff says in a singsongy voice, "Oh, Chef~!"

Owen laughs, adding, "You're next, dude!"

Chef gets a look of horrified realization, and the guys chase him around.

I say to Heather, "Lighten up, babe! This is pretty great, isn't it?"

Gwen adds, "You've gotta be a little bit happy to see him get dunked."

Heather says, "No." She then strikes a smile, correcting herself, "Yeah, a bit."

Gwen says, "You still stink, though."

We all laugh as Chef is eventually also thrown into the lake, screaming as he falls in.

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Another Contestant Chapter 1-15: Haute Camp-ture

It's been a while since I was sent to Playa Des Losers, the resort where Total Drama Island contestants go when we're eliminated. In the time since, only five campers are left on the show; Gwen, Duncan, Leshawna, Owen, and my girlfriend Heather.

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Izzy and Eva rejoined the show for a little while, but they were both re-eliminated eventually - one sooner than the other. This place is amazing, but some of the people are starting to get on my nerves.

I relax on an inflatable pool chair in my one-piece binding swimsuit, sunglasses resting on the bridge of my nose as I read from one of my books.

Justin walks past the pool on his way to get a drink, and Sadie sighs, exclaiming, "He is so cute!"

She starts dancing in the pool water, splashing water all around her until Noah loudly remarks, "Get my shirt wet, why don't you?"

Sadie giggles, exclaiming, "Sorry, Noah! Whoo! You guys should come in, it's so nice!"

I say, not looking up from my book, "I'm good. Just don't start splashing around like that again. This is my favorite book."

Suddenly, Sadie exclaims, "Ow! Something bit me!"

Katie gasps, asking, "Was it a shark?"

Noah snarkily responds, "Sharks don't swim in chlorinated water, brainiac."

Sadie adds, "Noah's right. Besides, I think I saw the sharks getting seaweed mud wraps."

I look over at where she was pointing, and see Beth relaxing on a reclining beach chair between two sharks.

My eyebrows furrow, and I ask, "So is anyone else weirded out by the seemingly sentient animals?"

Katie asks, "If it wasn't a shark, what was it?"

I mutter, "Just me, then. Great."

Izzy emerges from the pool water and chuckles, saying, "Sorry about that. I just had the urge to bite something. Have you ever felt that? Like you just have to sink your teeth into something? Maybe that's how sharks feel, huh?" One of the sharks by Beth nods, and Izzy exclaims, "Okay, bye!"

Chris, who had arrived at the resort a few hours ago to film us going about our day, says to a camera, "As you can see, our campers have made themselves comfortable here at our luxury resort. Looks like Geoff and Bridgette are happy to be reunited."

Geoff exclaims in agreement, "Dude! This resort is off the charts!"

He goes back to sucking face with his fellow blonde, and the camera crew and Chris move on to film other people.

Later, after some mishaps with DJ's pet Bunny and Cody not using sunscreen, Lindsay gets interviewed by a cameraman from one of the nearby hot tubs.

She says, "I love being a loser! This is so much more my style. If I'd known how phat this place was, I would've gotten my butt kicked off in the first episode. Plus, now Tyler and I can hang out."

She makes out with Tyler, who's right next to her in the hot tub, but she suddenly stops.

She asks, "Which one's Tyler?"

I roll my eyes, calling out, "The one you're making out with, Linds!"

She says in a ditsy voice, "Huh?"

I breathe a deep sigh, muttering, "Never mind. Keep sucking face with not-Tyler."

The next person to be interviewed is Ezekiel, the first person to ever be eliminated from the show.

He exclaims to a cameraman from a different hot tub, all blinged out in obviously fake gold, "Yo, yo, yo dawg! Check it out! Being famous has totally changed my life. I'm just kickin' it, yo. Got me some fly bling, too. You like?"

Izzy suddenly coughs, spitting out a girl's green swim bottom, and exclaims, "Look! Someone's bikini bottom!"

Katie says, "I think that's yours, Izzy."

The frizzy-haired ginger looks down at herself and notices her matching top, and exclaims, "Oh crap, it is!"

She grabs the swim bottom and dives into the water, accidentally flashing the cameraman filming her as the rest of us look away in shock. I really hope that gets cut. She may be crazy, but nobody deserves to have their parts shown on TV like that.

After that, some cameramen chase down Courtney and interview her while she hunts for Harold to twist him into a meat pretzel for getting her wrongfully eliminated from the show. Harold also gets interviewed while he hides from her, and Trent sneaks him some food so he doesn't starve.

Lindsay says, "I learned a lot during my experience on the island with Heather. If you're going to have a best friend that's going to make all your decisions for you, you should make sure they're not a total jerk!"

Next is Noah, who says, "Yeah, I was pretty shocked to be the third camper voted off. Apparently, I wasn't bossy, manipulative, or 'dangerous' enough to make it through. You can't say I wasn't a team player, though."

I remark, "Yeah, right. You were eliminated because we weren't a team player. You did absolutely nothing during the dodgeball challenge!"

Noah rolls his eyes, saying, "Oh, come on. You're still on that? I cheered you all on!"

I scoff, saying, "Uh huh, sure. You're just lucky we didn't throw more of those 'murder balls' at you."

Sadie exclaims, "Oh, my gosh! We have so much to tell you since we've been here!"

Katie gasps, asking, "Can I say hi to my peeps back home? What's up, Toronto?"

Sadie adds, "We're having so much fun here. This resort rocks!"

Katie adds, "Yeah. Total Drama Island was really hard. We even survived our first major fight."

Sadie adds, "That was so sad, but we totally recovered."

Katie adds, "Totally."

Sadie continues, "And even though that was all like, so majorly hard, nothing was as hard as when we were separated."

Katie smiles wide, exclaiming, "Aw, Sadie!"

I sigh, having had enough of those two. I get out of the pool and change into my regular clothes, then head over to the buffet table to grab some food.

Courtney complains to the cameras, "I'm in the middle of filing a lawsuit for wrongful termination of competition. These people are witnesses! I was unfairly kicked off!"

Trent shrugs, saying, "I didn't see a thing, man."

DJ adds, "You got me."

Noah adds, "Must've missed that episode."

Katie asks, "What's she talking about?"

Eva says, "Didn't see it. Don't care."

Courtney scoffs, exclaiming, "You all know what happened!"

Ezekiel defends her, saying, "Hey, give her a break already, eh? I got kicked off from the first-"

I 'accidentally' trip him as I pass him to sit down with my food, and Lindsay says to Courtney, "You would've just been kicked off in another episode. No one liked you that much."

Courtney gasps, exclaiming, "That is so not true! Everyone likes me! I used to be a CIT!"

I say, "Oh, really? Who would've known with you talking about it constantly?! Like, seriously, you're acting like more of a C.U.N.-"

I'm interrupted by DJ covering my mouth, saying, "Whoa! Hold on, Carmen. That's not a word you wanna be saying on TV."

I roll my eyes, and he removes his hand. Suddenly, a coconut lands on Courtney's head from a palm tree.

She exclaims, "Ow!" She holds up the coconut, saying, "This is a coconut. We're in Muskoka, people! If you're going to drop props on my head, at least make them geographically correct!"

A huge pile of snow drops on top of her, followed by an Eskimo in a snowsuit on a sled.

Lindsay asks the Eskimo, "Are you Tyler?"

I'm next to be interviewed, and I say, "I think I've made some pretty good friends here on this show. After I came out, I lost a lot of friends I'd known since childhood, and this place has let me meet some pretty incredible people. That's not to say that I haven't struggled at all, but I'm glad I took the chance to be on the show."

At the buffet table, Eva is interviewed, "How would I characterize my experience? Easy. It sucked. My anger management issues improved a bit."

Lindsay asks her, "Are you Tyler?"

Eva punches Lindsay, and Noah is next to be interviewed.

He says, "Did I get anything out of this experience? No. It was completely and totally uneventful."

Izzy pipes up, "He kissed a guy."

Noah exclaims, "No I didn't!"

Izzy says, "Yes, you did."

Noah exclaims, "Didn't!"

Izzy says in a playful tone, "Did!"

Noah says through clenched teeth, "Did. Not!"

Izzy sings, "Did did did did did did did did did did did did did did did did did."

Trent clears his throat, saying, "Uh, I can break this tie. He totally did."

I say in a teasing tone, "No shame in being gay, Noah."

Noah exclaims, "But I'm not-" He sighs, muttering, "I have... no comment."

Suddenly, Lindsay runs over to the pool where Katie and Sadie are, exclaiming, "Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh! I got a letter from my sister that says there's a picture of me in Star Stalker magazine!"

She starts squealing and jumping excitedly, and Katie and Sadie join in.

Noah mockingly joins in, saying, "Eee! Congratulations, you just peaked. It's all downhill from here, honey."

Lindsay ignored him, exclaiming, "Maybe if I get an eating disorder or my boobs done, I'll get on the cover!"

Chris asks, "So Trent, if you could say something to one of the five remaining campers, what would it be?"

Trent responds, "Uh, I guess I'd tell Gwen that I was rooting for her. And... I miss her. She's special. And I think I'm in love with her."

Katie and saying say in unison, "Aww!"

Trent adds, "I just hope she's still not ticked at me about the Heather thing."

I say, annoyed, "Oh, you mean how you kissed my girlfriend while dating someone else? Yeah, I'm sure Gwen's not mad at all."

Izzy chimes in, "I would be. If she were me, and you were still you, you would be seriously maimed."

Trent says, "Uh, that's a little harsh."

Izzy exclaims, "You kissed her mortal enemy!"

Trent exclaims, "It wasn't my fault! I was tricked!"

Izzy says, "Yeah, right. That's what they all say. 'My lips did what they wanted. My lips have a mind of their own. Blah, blah, blah, fish cakes, blah, blah, blah, I'm a liar! Blah, blah, blah'."

She laughs, and Trent says in confusion, "Okay?"

Izzy says, "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go to the bathroom." She stays put where she is, then sighs, "Ah."

Neah, Katie, and Sadie exclaim, "Ah!"

Trent says, "Ew, Izzy!"

I ask, "Why would you do that?"

Lindsay adds, "That is so gross!"

Izzy says nonchalantly, "What? It's chlorinated! Sheesh."

She swims away, and after a moment of silence, I say, "If I could say anything to one of the remaining contestants, it's this;" I turn to the camera with a serious look, adding, "Heather, if you kiss a guy again while we're dating, you'll be going home in a body bag."

The teens around me look at me with wide eyes and scoot away from me.

I chuckle, saying, "I'm kidding, guys! It's just a joke." I mutter, "Kinda." I clear my throat, saying, "Anyway, if I could pick one of them to win, I think it's pretty clear that I'd pick Heather."

After that, we're all asked about how we feel about the remaining contestants. I've already spoken my feelings about Heather, so it goes to the others here.

Eva exclaims, "Heather can kiss my butt! It's all her fault I'm stuck in this place! She's a scum-sucking, backstabbing witch, and I'm going to enjoy watching her go down!"

Chris says, "Wow. Tell us how you really feel."

Eva says, "I just did."

Next is Izzy, who's cooking something on the grill next to the buffet table.

She says, "Just throwing a few shrimps on the barbie. Hey Noah, that means you. Haha, just kidding. Okay, well, I think Heather is a total psycho."

Courtney says while wielding a lamppost and searching for Harold, "Heather is a formidable competitor, but I can't say I approve of her tactics. I mean, reading Gwen's diary in front of the whole world? So uncalled for."

Harold, who's hiding behind a bush, says quietly, "Heather was definitely the scariest female on the island, but I can handle her." The bush he's hiding behind rustles, and he asks, "Did you hear something?"

Courtney exclaims, "There you are, you little traitor!"

She starts beating him with the lamppost as he yells in pain, and Trent laughs, saying, "Poor sucker."

Lindsay says, "Wow. Glad she wasn't my CIT."

Chris says, "So, Trent, Lindsay, give us your take on Heather."

Trent goes first, saying, "I hope I never meet anyone like her ever again."

Lindsay adds, "She is really mean. Like, really mean."

Ezekiel adds, "She was pretty bossy, eh."

Katie adds, "Oh, she was so totally bossy."

Beth adds, "Telling her off was the best moment of my life."

Sadie asks, "If none of us even like her, how did Heather get into the final?"

Eva exclaims, "'Cause she's a conniving, backstabbing witch! That's why!"

I say, "Or she's just smart and wins immunity all the time."

Courtney gets asked a question by a cameraman and says, "Who would I like to win? I can't believe I'm saying this, but I- I think I'd have to pick... Duncan. Don't tell the others though, okay?"

Izzy says, "Oh, we already know. You were all over him."

I add, "You weren't exactly subtle about how you felt about him, Court. And that's coming from me."

Noah adds, "My golden lab drools less over a ribeye steak."

Lindsay says, "And we eavesdropped again."

Courtney exclaims, "Ugh!"

We're then asked how we feel about Duncan.

I say, "He's crude, but I can't say he isn't determined.

DJ says, "Duncan? Man, that is one tough dude. I saw him wrestle a grizzly bear to the ground."

Hijinks happen, and DJ's pet gets launched into the open grill.

He exclaims, "Bunny!"

Harold is next, the lamppost that Courtney used to beat him with now wrapped around his body.

He says, "Duncan? I hate that guy! He made me pee my pants. He drew on my face with a marker. He strung my underweat up a flagpole, put hot sauce in them, and fed them to me for lunch in an underwear sandwich! He's beyond annoying. Idiot!"

Bridgette says, "Duncan's not as tough as he seems. Courtney told me he has a sweet side to him."

Lindsay slurps her drink through a straw, then says, "Well, I think he's pretty cruel. Anyone who treats deer and trees badly is not a friend to deer or trees!"

We're next asked about our feelings about Owen.

Katie starts, saying, "Owen? He was so much fun."

Sadie adds, "He was kinda mean in the dodgeball game."

Katie adds, "Oh, I know."

Trent says, "Maybe he's not so bad."

Sadie says, "We all know who you want to win."

Trent says, "Yeah, Gwen's definitely my choice."

Courtney says, "Okay, but come on. She's smart, but she's not exactly a team player. I was a team player! It should be me!"

Noah says, "You're here. You lost. Get over it."

She shoves him into the pool, and Trent continues, "She let herself get buried alive for her team."

I say, "And then you left her in there for, like, an hour."

Lindsay says, "She was kinda harsh sometimes. Oh, but she played the best prank on Heather."

I say, "She and I started out as friends, but when Heather and I started being more open with each other, she distanced herself from me. I'm not sure if we're still friends or not, to be honest."

Bridgette says, "Well, I think Gwen's really cool. Her and Leshawna were so nice to me when we merged teams. I'd vote for either of them to win."

Lindsay says, "Okay, let's talk about Lefonda."

We all correct her, exclaiming in unison, "Leshawna!"

Harold says, "At first, I thought she was real loud, but then I realized she's my soulmate."

I say, "She's one of my best friends on this island, and she gives pretty good advice. She sticks up for her friends, and isn't afraid to speak her mind."

Courtney says, "I can't say anything bad about her. And I excel at saying bad things about people."

Sadie says, "I think she is so fetch."

Katie adds, "She has the best style. We've been friends since the beginning."

Noah says, "You weren't even on the same team."

Katie says, "Irregardless."

Noah says, "She locked Heather in the fridge. Anyone who can come up with something like that gets my vote."

That night, we all gather around the pool in swimsuits, and Cody walks over, his body red and peeling already.

Trent stops playing his guitar and says, "Dude, you got cooked today."

Cody says nervously, "Who, me?" He sits down on the pool's edge, exclaiming, "Ouch, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow! Little sensitive."

DJ asks, "So, who do you guys want to win if you could vote right now?"

Katie asks, "Can I pick Sadie?"

Sadie asks, "Aw, you'd pick me and not you?"

Katie says, "Duh, you can't vote for yourself. That's tacky."

Sadie says, "'Kay, I'll vote for you to win, and you'll vote for me to win."

Courtney clears her throat, saying, "Girls? You have to be in the final five to get a vote, remember?"

Sadie says, "Oh, yeah. I don't know, then."

Cody says, "Well, I think Gwen should win."

Lindsay asks, "Really? But she rejected you on international TV for someone more cooler, hunkier, and more stylish."

Cody says flatly, "Thanks for pointing that out, Lindsay." He then says, "Gwen is my dream girl, I'm just not her dream guy. But as long as she's happy, hey, I'm happy."

He chuckles, and Trent says, "That's really cool, dude."

He lightly smack's Cody's back, and Cody exclaims, "Ah! Hurts!"

Trent says apologetically, "Oops. Sorry, man."

Bridgette says, "I can't decide between Leshawna and Gwen. They're both really cool."

Harold says, "Leshawna, definitely."

Courtney says pointedly, "But you'd vote for Duncan, right?"

Harold asks, "Why would I do that?"

Courtney smirks, saying, "Because if you don't, I'm going to post all of your little love letters to Leshawna on the internet."

Harold says, "Fine. Whatever. I'll vote for Duncan." He stifles laugher, muttering, "Not."

Beth says, "I think Owen should win."

Noah says, "He's a ticking time bomb of noxious fumes."

I add, "Yeah. He may be nice, but he could really use a shower and some manners."

Geoff says, "Owen, definitely. Dude can chug three liters of pop in under a minute. He deserves a hundred Gs."

I say, "Well, I think Heather'll win."

DJ says, "I don't think anyone's giving Duncan enough credit. He woke up from a monster nap and helped us win the dodgeball challenge."

Geoff says, "Okay, that's true. That was some sick prison strategy he pulled out of his butt."

Eva adds, "He had all five of you wailing on one opponent at the same time. I like his style."

Lindsay says, "I think Gwen should win."

Chris chuckles, then says, "Okay, losers! It is time for the most unexpected twist of all time. Tonight, you will be voting the next camper off Total Drama Island."

Lindsay says, "No way."

Chris says, "Oh, yes."

Lindsay asks, "Tyler?"

I facepalm, and Chris says, "Here's how it's gonna work. There are no marshmallows. I'm gonna ask you one by one who you would like to see join you here tonight at Playa Des Losers. Katie and Sadie, since you share a brain, I'll ask you both. Who would you like to vote for?"

Sadie says, "Oh, I miss Leshawna the most."

Katie gasps, adding, "Oh, it'd be so much fun to have her here. Definitely Leshawna."

We all gasp, and Courtney asks, "Why are you voting her off? If you like Leshawna, leave her in!"

Chris says, "That's three votes Leshawna."

Courtney exclaims, "What? No!"

Harold grabs her arm and says, "You're just voting off my girlfriend to spite me."

Courtney says, "Oh, let go of me, you big geek. Hey! Whoa!"

She screams as she's shoved into the pool, and Noah chuckles, saying, "Excellent."

Chris says, "Okay, onto the next voter. Lindsay."

Lindsay says, "Don't worry, I'm not gonna vote for Leshawna."

DJ exclaims, "Lindsay!"

Lindsay says, "No, you can't vote for me. You have to vote for someone who's in the final five, like Leshawna!"

Izzy exclaims, Okay, come on, guys. No one say Leshawna!"

I mutter, "I'm surrounded by idiots."

Chris says, "That's six votes Leshawna."

A nearby parrot lands and caws, "Argh! Leshawna!"

We all exclaim, "No!"

Chris says, "Seven votes Leshawna."

Trent says, "Chris, that was a parrot. It doesn't even know who Leshawna is!"

The parrot caws again, "Argh! Polly wanna Leshawna!"

Chris says, "Nine!"

With an apparent 'majority vote', Leshawna is brought to Playa Des Losers, a shocked look on her face.

Chris says, "And with that, we're down to four. Tune in next week to see the dramatic almost conclusion of Total. Drama. Island!"

The parrot caws again, "Argh! Leshawna!"

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Another Contestant Chapter 1-14: Brunch of Disgustingness

After Leshawna found out who her secret admirer was, and especially after she found out what got him eliminated, she's been kinda testy. Mostly around Chef and Chris, who've been 'secretly' laughing about something all morning.

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Trent, the last person to enter the cafeteria, asked the men about the lack of food, "What? No breakfast?"

I add, "Yeah. It's weird to see Chef on this side of the cafeteria."

Chris responds with a huge smile, "Oh, don't worry, you two. There will be plenty of of food later on."

He and his friend cover their mouths with their hands - poorly, might I add - and fail to cover the sounds of their snickering.

Leshawna asks, "What are you two bozos so giggly about?"

The men snicker again, and Chris says, "Congratulations to the remaining 10 campers for reaching the halfway mark in the competition! You'll all be on the jury for the final episode."

Geoff exclaims, "We got the power! Yeah!"

I say, "Hold on. 10 campers? But there's 11 of us."

Chris's smile widens, and he says, "Right, right. My mistake, Carmen. Anyway, the two teams will become one next week. But first, all the girls will be moved to the Gopher cabin, and all the guys will stay in the Bass cabin. This week's challenge is as old as history itself; a battle of the sexes!"

Lindsay blows a raspberry at that, and I fight the urge to make a remark. It's only for one challenge, right?

Chris's continues, "After everyone is settled in, you'll have a, uh... bite to eat." The men snicker again, and he adds, "Ready for a little good news? This week, no one will be kicked off."

The others cheer, but I have to wonder if he's hiding something behind that smug smile of his. And he was clearly not misspeaking when he said 10 campers. And what about breakfast? Please tell me it's not a fasting challenge or something.

Chris's continues, "It's all for reward, and it's a good one. Okay, time to relocate. Let's move!"

As we start leaving the cafeteria to either pack up or help others pack up, Chris and Chef start snickering again. What are they hiding?

I help Bridgette carry her bags into our cabin, and Heather walks up to her, saying, "Wow, your hair looks great today. So natural."

Bridgette says, "Thanks, I-"

Heather interrupts her, asking, "How do you take care of it? You have to share your secret."

Bridgette responds nervously, "Oh, uh, it's nothing really."

Gwen says to the surfer girl, gesturing to Heather, "Watch it with this one. She's trouble."

Heather shrugs at the dig, and slings an arm around my shoulder, saying, "I'm taken anyways, so don't go getting any ideas."

I blush, and remove Heather's arm, saying, "Not yet, missy. We said we'd wait until after the show, remember?"

Bridgette giggles, saying, "Don't worry about me. I'm going out with someone already."

I scoff playfully, saying, "Yeah, we know. You and Geoff have been together for pretty much the entire show."

Later, after Bridgette left the cabin to grab more of her stuff, Leshawna is tearing through everyone's stuff, exclaiming, "Nobody's leaving until I find out who ate my puddin' pockets!"

Heather says nonchalantly, "I ate them. So what?"

Leshawna exclaims, "Whoa. Pump the brakes a minute! You're 'so what'ing me? That's my food. No one touches my food!"

Heather scoffs, saying, "Whatever. Deal with it. It serves you right for leaving your junk everywhere." She points to one of Leshawna's bras that's dangling from a top bunk, adding, "Especially that. That is bugging me."

Leshawna pushes her chest forward, remarking, "Yeah it'd bug me too if I didn't have anything in the front or back to shake."

Heather exclaims, "Yeah? Well, you've got so much junk in your trunk, your jeans should come with a trash compactor!"

Leshawna rolls up her imaginary sleeves since her sleeves barely reach past her shoulders, and growls, "Ooh, you want a piece of this?!"

The two start tussling, and Bridgette mutters, "Uh oh."

I sigh, saying, "You'd be surprised how often those two are at each other's throats. I think they only barely tolerate each other most of the time because I'm friends with both of them."

Heather finally takes notice that our newest teammate is back, and puts a smile on her face, exclaiming, "Bridgette! It's so good to see you! Come in, come in! Welcome to our cabin. Were like a big family in here."

Gwen adds, "Big and dysfunctional."

I laugh, saying, "Ha! Oh, if you wanna see dysfunctional, you should come to Christmas with my family."

Heather ignores us, adding, "Anything you need, just yell."

Bridgette says, "Thanks for the awesome welcome, Heather."

Lindsay exclaims, "Welcome to the club! It'll be so much fun! As long as you do everything Heather says. Right, Carmen?" She's smacked in the face by Heather swinging one of Bridgette's bags onto the top bunk next to our shared bunk, and she exclaims, "Ow!"

Heather laughs, glaring at Lindsay a bit as she says, "Yeah, we love joking around here at the girl's cabin. She points at me, adding, "Well, it's not just girls here, but you get what I mean. I made sure your bunk was next to mine."

Lindsay exclaims, "Hey! That's my bed!"

She exclaims in pain again as she's smacked by more luggage, and Heather continues, "So we can talk, and share, and really get to know each other."

Bridgette smiles, saying, "Okay, yeah! Hey, thanks, everybody. I can't wait to get to know all of-"

Heather interrupts her again, saying, "Okay! Plenty of time to chat later! Let's unpack."

Lindsay says, "This is great! I bet we're getting along way better than the guys."

I roll my eyes, and plop down on my bed below Heather's. If I know guys, they've probably already bonded for life or something.

Later, Heather pulls out her makeup bag and says to Bridgette, "What's mine is yours. Nail polish, scrunchies, earrings... Just help yourself."

Lindsay says, "Wow."

She reaches for the makeup bag, but Heather snaps it shut and moves it out of her reach.

Bridgette says, "Thanks, Heather, but um... I like to keep it natural."

Heather says, "Like my mom always says, a lady can always use a little boost in the looks department."

Leshawna adds, "And my momma told me ain't nothin' free in this world. Watch what you take from this girl, Bridgette. Just about the only one who can freely take her things is the one non-girl in this cabin."

I reapply some grape-scented chapstick that Heather gave me a while ago, and say, "Oh come on, Leshawna. I'm picky about who can borrow my stuff, too."

She rolls her eyes, saying, "That's not what I meant and you know it."

Heather exclaims, "Mind your business!"

Leshawna gets up in her face, saying, "We're a team, and we gotta live in the same cabin, so this is all of our business."

Bridgette jumps between the girls, exclaiming, "Yeah! We're a team! We should be using this as an opportunity to get to know each other better."

Heather snarls, "You wanna play that way? Fine. Be on their side!" She pulls out a roll of duct tape and uses it to make a distinct line across the room, separating half of the bunks from each other and exclaims, "This is my side, and that's your side!"

Leshawna says, "Yeah,that's right. You keep puttin' down that tape. And if you cross it, I'll smack you down!"

Heather says to Bridgette, gesturing at Gwen and Leshawna, "You can choose the weird girls if you want, but just so you know, once you do, you're like, not allowed on our side. Right, Lindsay?"

Lindsay crosses her arms and huffs indignantly in agreement, and Heather turns to me.

She asks, "Right, Carmen?"

I lean against the wall on the side of my bed and shrug, saying, "I couldn't care less. Do whatever."

Gwen says, "Ugh, you're such an enabler."

I roll my eyes, and Bridgette exclaims, "Let's build bridges, not walls!"

Heather says coldly, "Take your pick."

Bridgette stands directly in between both halves of the rooma and looks frantically between both before reluctantly choosing to side with Leshawna and Gwen.

Heather says, "You just dug your own grave."

I scoff, asking, "Isn't that a little dramatic?"

Heather grabs the chapstick back from me and places it back in her makeup bag. I guess she's just in one of her dramatic moods today.

Bridgette says, "Let's try to get along, okay? Otherwise,the guys are going to cream us. Don't you get it?" After getting no response, she mutters, "Tough room."

Around an hour after we were originally supposed to eat, we all gather in the cafeteria again, but now the tables are arranged by gender, if you dont include me.

But when I sit down in my usual spot next to Heather, Chris says, "Oh, yeah, Carmen. Meant to tell you something earlier. Since you're not a girl or boy, you'll be competing on your own team for this challenge."

She ushers me over to a small table against the wall with a collapsible chair like you'd see in a college-aged guy's dorm that's only used for playing card games and extra guests.

When I sit down and lean back into my chair, Chris announces, "It's time for today's challenge!"

Leshawna asks, "Uh, where's breakfast at?"

I add, "Yeah, I'm starving. I'd eat anything at this point."

Chris and Chef snicker again, and Heather exclaims, "Stop doing that!"

Chris says to Chef, "Let's just tell them." Chef nods, and Chris announces, "Today's challenge is... The Brunch of Disgustingness! You'll be getting a nine-course meal. Each member must finish each dish."

I ask, "Wait, finish the whole thing? You're expecting me to eat nine whole courses by myself? What a load of crap. You're just setting me up to fail, aren't you?"

Chris chuckles, then says, "Don't worry. As a smaller team, you're getting smaller portion sizes. For fairness and all that. You will not know if the next dish is grosser than the last, not as gross, or just as gross. Just that it'll likely be... gross."

Chef exclaims in a game show announcer voice, "Tell 'em what they'll get if they win, Chris!"

Chris explains, "The winning team spends two days at a local five-star resort where they'll be pampered, eat gourmet nosh, and be given antibiotics against anything they may have caught while participating in this challenge! The other non-losing team will go hungry tonight and spend the next two days here. On Total Drama Island. With Chef."

Geoff, Heather, and Lindsay gasp, and Heather says to the girls, "We are going to win this challenge!"

Leshawna clears her throat and says, "Take a whiff, boys!" She takes a deep inhale, adding, "'Cause all I smell is victory for me and my girls!"

Owen exclaims, "I'll eat anything! Even my gitch if I have to. Will I have to?"

Chris shakes his head, and I ask, "Wait, you only mentioned the winning team and 'the other non-losing team'. What'll happen to the actual losing team?"

The TV host's smile widens, and he says, "You catch on quick, kid. The entire losing team will be eliminated, leaving the other two teams on the island."

Everyone gasps, and my eyes widen. An entire team eliminated? That's either very good or very bad for me, depending on how I do in this challenge. If I lose, it'll only be me going home. If I do any better than the losing team, I'll get to stay, but 5 other people will be eliminated, and that might include Heather if the girls lose.

Chris says, "Let's begin the challenge! First... Some Hors D'oeuvres."

Chef brings out the first dish, a piping hot dish of giant meatballs, and mine is only one meatball while the other teams have 5 meatballs each.

I say, "Doesn't look half bad, actually."

Owen exclaims, "Alright! Meatballs! Bring it on!"

He shoves one in his mouth as Chris says, "Well, technically, you're right, Owen. But these are kinda special."

I narrow my eyes in suspicion and ask, "'Special' how?"

Chef smirks, responding, "Beef testicle bourguignon."

Owen asks, his mouth full, "Testicles?"

He spits out his meatball, and the girls look at their meat with disgust.

Geoff says, "Oh, I don't know if I can do this to my bovine brother."

They all pick at their meatballs with forks, and I shrug, taking a bite of my meatball, saying, "Eh, meat's meat. Better than most of the food I've had all summer."

Most of the girls at the table to my left are also eating their meatballs with ease, while the boys at the table to my left look like they're holding back tears.

Chris shakes his head, saying, "It's the hardest thing a man can do."

Lindsay says with disgust after taking a single, small bite, "Okay, gross me right out the door! But I could totally use a pedicure at that resort. My corns are growing corns."

Heather taunts, "What's the matter? You big boys can't eat a little meatball?"

Geoff snaps out the dissociation he was in for the last minute or so, and exclaims, "Come on! We can't let the girls or Carmen win! Our manhood is at stake, and I'm not ready to go home yet!"

Trent is the first guy to try a bite of a meatball, and Heather turns to the only girl who hasn't eaten one yet, their newest teammate.

She asks, "What are you doing? Why aren't you eating?"

Bridgette responds, "I'm a vegetarian. It's against my principals."

Heather asks her, "Are you sabotaging the team just to spite me? Well, you're not gonna be the reason that all my hard work goes down the drain."

Geoff suddenly pipes up, saying to the surfer girl, "It's not that big a deal! Sometimes they castrate bulls for, uh... m- medical reasons."

Bridgette sighs with a smile and starts eating her meatball, and I chuckle, joking, "Yeah, like our medical need for food. Or the medical need to not breed anymore."

After a minute, Trent exclaims, "I can't do it!"

Chris says, "Well, looks like the guys lost this round. The first challenge goes to the female campers and Carmen."

I lean back in my chair and smirk at the guys while the girls cheer.

Bridgette says, "Thanks for the talk, Geoff."

Duncan asks him, "Uh, what, you're helping them, dork? You just cost us this round!"

Geoff exclaims, "Yo, it's my business who I talk to! Gimme a break, man!"

Duncan exclaims, "You blew it!"

Geoff defends himself, "C'mon, DJ chickened out!"

Duncan's gaze focuses on the teen in question, narrowing his eyes as DJ slinks away from him.

Chris blows a whistle, then exclaims, "Are we here to argue, or are we here to eat a series of revolting meals?!"

The corner of Duncan's upper lip twitches in frustration before he sighs, saying, "Alright."

Geoff adds, "Fine."

Duncan holds out his hand, saying, "Sorry, man."

Geoff shakes Duncan's hand, adding, "Sorry 'bout that, dude."

I roll my eyes, knowing they'll probably just fight later or have some kind of 'manly' contest to 'prove' who's correct.

Chris says, "The score now stands at 1 for the girls and Carmen, and 0 for the guys! And now, the next course in... the Brunch of Disgustingness! You guys like pizza?"

I shrug nonchalantly, and Owen responds, "I could eat pizza any time with anything on it!"

Chris's smile turns smug again, and he draws out, "Anything?" He unveils the pizzas, adding, "How about live grasshopper pizza with tangy jellyfish sauce and live anchovies?"

I grimace as a slice is set down in front of me, and Lindsay exclaims, "Ew, I hate anchovies!"

Leshawna groans, adding, "Ugh. Mm-mm. That is straight-up nasty. I ain't eatin' that!"

Heather says, "Oh, yes you are. I am not missing out on an outdoor heated pool just because you can't keep down a few-"

I close my eyes and reluctantly take a bite of my pizza slice, and when I open my eyes, I see the head of my grasshopper pop off and land in front of Heather, making her scream in surprise. Oops.

She continues, "Grosshoppers! Okay, I can't do this."

Gwen gets up in Heather's face, exclaiming, "I'm digesting a bull's precious cajones! You're gonna eat!"

Heather scoffs, saying, "Fine." She turns to Chef, asking, "Can I get a little parmesan on this?"

The man rolls his eyes and hands her a parmesan shaker.

Heather locks eyes with me, and I say after swallowing, "It's actually not as bad as it looks. I wouldn't ever order it, but... It's surprisingly not the worst pizza I've had."

Heather adds some parmesan onto her slice of pizza, and inhales a deep breath before taking a very small bite.

I can tell she's struggling to keep it down, and she quickly says with a fake smile, "Mm. Delicious." She turns to Bridgette, adding, "You're up next."

The blonde looks like she's about to throw up when she finally brings herself to take a bite, and Leshawna cheers, "Go, Bridgette! Go, Bridgette! Right on, girl!"

While the girls struggle to take small bites, most of the boys have finished a slice, and I'm done with mine, leaving the edge crust remaining on my plate.

Geoff smacks Owen's hand away, saying in a smug tone, "Whoa, big guy! No taking seconds until everybody's had a slice!"

Lindsay whimpers, exclaiming, "There is no way I'm eating that! It's not even food!"

Bridgette comforts her, saying, "Lindsay! Lindsay. Let's try a little yogic meditation, okay? First, get into Lotus position."

She guides Lindsay into sitting cross-legged in the her seat, her arms resting on her legs with her palms facing the ceiling and her pointer fingers and thumbs touching, and she closes her eyes.

She chants, "Ohm... ohm... ohm..."

The next time her mouth opens, Bridgette shoves some of the pizza in her mouth, forcing her to take a bite.

Leshawna exclaims, "Now that's what I'm talking about; teamwork! Slide me some fingers!"

She and Bridgette high-five, and Trent's stomach grumbles loudly.

He gags, saying, "I've got a weak stomach. Uh, be right back!"

He goes outside and I can hear him loudly vomit onto the grass, and he comes back in a few minutes later, a renewed determination in his expression.

He says, "I can do this. DJ, I need you to hold me down, while Geoff, you stuff the slice in my mouth. And no matter how much I scream or beg, you have got to feed me that slice."

The guys exchange looks before Geoff shrugs, saying, "Huh, sure. I'm in."

As DJ securely holds Trent by his arms and Geoff approaches with a large slice of pizza, the restrained teen suddenly exclaims frantically, "No, stop! Wait, it was a joke! I  was kidding!" He laughs nervously, and his fear to turns to anger, "I'm warning you, my dad's a lawyer!"

He finally reluctantly takes a bite, and as he swallows, his pupils enlarge, and he looks up at DJ, asking in a child-like tone, "Mama?"

I laugh, and he's released.

Eventually, all the boys have eaten a slice, and Leshawna exclaims after taking a bite of pizza, "O-Okay, you know what? I can't be doin' this! Little grasshopper mindin' his own business. What'd I wanna go around and bite his little head off for?"

She whines, and Chris announces, "The winners of this round... are the guys!"

I exclaim, "What?! I ate my slice! And I was the first team that finished!"

Chris smirks, saying, "You didn't eat the whole course, Carmen."

He points at my leftover crusts, and I exclaim, "Are you kidding me?! That is so not fair!"

Chris ignores me, holding out a covered dish as he asks, "Alright, who's ready for the third course? Spaghetti! Well, actually, earthworms covered in snail slime sauce and hairballs."

I gag at the sight as the dish is set down in front of me, and the smell makes me nauseous.

I exclaim, "I'm sorry, hairballs? You want us to eat hairballs and worms and snail slime?! I'm not doing it!"

Geoff seems to agree with me, and exclaims, "No! I can't take any more!"

He screams and starts running away, and DJ calmly says, "I'll take care of this."

He stands up and chases Geoff, tackling him.

Geoff struggles against him, panting as he finally says, "Okay, okay! I'm good! I'm good."

The two teens sit back down at their table, and Geoff puts a clothes pin on his nose.

He says in a nasally voice, "I love spaghetti. Spaghetti is good."

I don't think even he believes it.

My hand is shaking as I bring my fork to my mouth, some slimy, hairy earthworms wriggling on it. I plug my nose with my pointer finger and thumb, and fight the nausea as I shove a bite of 'spaghetti' into my open maw. After chewing for an ungodly amount of time, I finally swallow.

It tastes awful, but I need to stay on the show. I'm not ready to go home yet. I can feel it coming back up my throat, and hold a hand over my mouth, forcing it back down. I take a few more bites, and before I know it, my bowl is empty. I suddenly start coughing, and hack up a ball of hair like a cat.

I gag at the sight, and Chris announces, "And once again, the winners are the guys, and Carmen's earned another point!"

The guys cheer, and I gulp down an entire glass of water. I don't know if I have it in me to keep going after that one. That was downright revolting.

Bridgette says to her team, "Come on, guys. Let's show them some girl power!"

Gwen adds, "Bridgette's right. Let's kick some boy butt!"

Heather says, "Yeah. Just like I've been saying all along. We've gotta act like a team."

Leshawna rolls her eyes, saying, "Whatever."

Chris says, "Alright, everybody. Time for course number four. No nine-course meal would be complete without soup. Today's special is French Bunyon soup with hangnail crackers."

I fight the urge to throw up at the smell, and just shake my head, muttering, "I can't. Not after the last one."

The girls are all able to finish their soups, Bridgette dumping Lindsay's soup down her gullet with the help of a large funnel.

Lindsay says with a surprised tone, "I didn't even taste it!"

Chris exclaims, "The girls win again! The score's now tied up at 2. Only 5 more courses left. Bon appetit!"

By the time we get to the last meal, I've stomached one more meal without hurling. I have 3 points, and the guys and girls are tied at 4.

We all groan, and Chris announces, "Wow, it's still mostly tied up. Will Carmen be able to catch up and tie, or will they be sent to the Dock of Shame? We're down to the last course in the challenge. It's delicious dolphin weiners. Hot dogs made of dolphin."

I sigh, saying, "Finally, something normal. Kinda."

Bridgette gasps, exclaiming, "But dolphins are our friends!"

Heather opens a ketchup bottle, hissing, "What are you waiting for? It's already dead. If you don't eat it, we don't win."

Bridgette exclaims as she watches me take a bite, "Ooh, I can't! I'm a surfer! I swim with dolphins!"

Heather demands, "Eat it!"

Bridgette exclaims, "No! I'm not doing it. You can't pressure me."

DJ adds, "I'm with you, sister. I'm not eating no dolphin."

I say, my mouth full, "Suit yourselves." I swallow the large chunk of food, adding, "That just means you've let me catch up."

I finish my hot dog, and as I'm licking my fingers, Chris says, "Okay, enough. We'll solve this by having an eat-off."

Chris has the boy and girl teams each pick one person to go up against me in the final challenge, and Chef is rummaging through the kitchen for something, a plugged-in blender on the countertop.

Chris sets up a tray of shot glasses next to the blender as Chef blends up cockroaches into a brown mush.

He explains, "The one who can drink the most shot glasses of fresh, delicious blended cockroach will be the winner, and the loser will doom their entire team to immediate elimination. This unlikely satisfying blend of eight different cockroaches is vitamin rich for your balanced lifestyle."

This is it. It's all come down to this; a sudden death round.

"On your mark... Get set... Go!"

A moment of hesitation is all it takes for Leshawna and Owen to each slurp down a shit of cockroaches, and I quickly reach for one. The taste is the worst I've had today, and I have a visceral reaction to it, bile immediately coming up my throat. I swallow it down with a second shot, my eye twitching in disgust.

As I down my third shot, my hand suddenly stops responding, and I drop the shot glass, shattering it on the ground. I reach for a fourth shift, but my hand is stuck in a claw. I shake my hand to release it's posture, and Leshawna and Owen each down their fifth shots.

I reach for my fourth again as Leshawna suddenly stops moving, her face stuck in a disgusted expression. I suck down my fourth shot, and Owen's eye twitches as he drinks a sixth, then steals the last shot before I can have a chance to grab it, the large teen downing a seventh cockroach shot.

Chris exclaims, "Owen wins!"

The guys cheer, and Leshawna groans. I hold a closed fist over my mouth, trying to keep the bile from being released as Chris claps a hand on my shoulder.

He says, "Gotta admit, you did well, kid. But you still lost."

I solemnly nod, and Heather exclaims at her teammate, "Leshawna, you are completely useless!"

Leshawna says, "Oh, uh oh. Somethin's comin' up."

She vomits across the table, and the sight finally expells what I've been trying to to hold back. DJ also throws up, and it starts a domino effect, affecting every other teen here. I'm allowed to take one last shower to hose off the bile on my clothes, and I start packing up my stuff.

I get a few people, mostly former teammates, saying goodbye to me, but not yet one from the one person I wanted to hear that from the most. As I carry my large suitcases to the Dock of Shame, I start sniffling. Did she ever really care about me, if she can't even say goodbye to me?

I wipe a tear from my eye, and take a deep breath, but before I can take a step into the Boat of Losers, I hear someone call out, "Carmen, wait!"

I turn around to see Heather running toward me from the girl's cabin.

She pants as she stops right in front of me, and I exclaim in surprise, "Heather! What're you... doing here?"

She takes a few deep breaths before finally responding, "I had to say goodbye, didn't I?"

I ask, "Why didn't you say anything when I was packing up? You were sitting on your bunk right above me, and you didn't say anything."

Heather blushes, admitting, "Because... I wanted to do this."

She suddenly grabs my face, pulling me in for a deep kiss. I finally pull away after a moment, my cheeks feeling incredibly warm.

I can only mutter out, "Oh. Wow."

I start smiling like an idiot, and Heather rests her hands on my shoulders as she adds, "I didn't want anyone to interrupt us."

I pull her into a tight hug, and ask, "So does that mean...?"

She responds, "I think it does."

I ask, "So... you're my girlfriend now?"

Heather chuckles, responding, "Yeah." I release her from the hug, and she hold out her pinky, asking, "Partners?"

I link my pinky with hers, adding, "Partners."

Chris separates us, exclaiming, "Alright, alright, enough with the love fest already!"

He shoves me onto the Boat of Losers, and I exclaim as it starts moving away from the dock, "I'll be waiting for you! Win it for me, Heather!"

Heather calls back, "I will!"

My heart is pounding in my chest, and I feel a weight lift off my shoulders that I didn't know was weighing me down. I finally have a girlfriend! And it's Heather! Before I know it, I'm pumping my fists in excitement, releasing my energy through my arms.

But to my surprise, instead of heading back to the docks of Georgia Bay to take me home, the boat instead turns around  and heading back toward the island.

I ask Chef, who's driving the boat, "What's going on? Aren't I going home?"

The man chuckles, saying, "Not quite yet. You're going somewhere special for you ex-camper losers."

A rush of fear pangs in my heart, and I feel anxiety making a pit in my stomach. Am I being borderline kidnapped or something? I thought I was supposed to be heading home!

We get closer to the island, and a part of Camp Wawanakwa I've never seen before comes into view. It looks like a paradise, hidden on a small part of the island! Chef drops me off on the docks, and I'm greeted by Izzy almost immediately.

She shakes my hand rapidly, and she calls out to the others, "Guys! They're here! Carmen's here!"

I'm surrounded by pretty much everyone I've met on the island, both friends and enemies alike. They explain to me what this place is, and Izzy and Courtney show me around, and I'm shown where I'm going to be sleeping for however long the show is still running.

I'm asked lots of questions, and pretty much all of them grimace as I tell them who I'm now dating, especially Beth. This place is way better than any hotel I've ever stayed at! If I knew this place existed, I'd have gladly been the first one eliminated if it meant I could live in the lap of luxury all summer.

If only Heather could join me here. But she's out there, fighting to win for me. My girlfriend.

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Another Contestant Chapter 1-13: X-Treme Torture

After our last challenge, we all fell into food comas from eating the rest of the snacks Courtney and Duncan stole. Today, we wake up to the loud sound of something flying over our cabins, and run outside to investigate, only to see Chris flying a yellow plane way too close to the ground.

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He calls out with a smile, "Incoming!"

Geoff exclaims, "Hit the deck!"

We all jump out of the way and flatten ourselves to the ground, screaming in fear.

Chris nearly hits us, and he exclaims as he lands, "Yes! I can't wait to get my pilot's license!"

He crashes into and destroys the outhouse, where a bear was hiding with a few bags of marshmallows, and the plane finally comes to a stop, the wheels screeching.

Chris says, "Just flexing your muscles for today's..." He pulls out a megaphone, continuing, "Extreme sports challenge!"

The megaphone echoes, and we cover our ears from the loud sound.

Gwen groans, saying, "Ugh... It's too early for this."

Chris says, "This week, you'll participate in three challenges. First up..." He holds the megaphone in front of his face again, adding, "Extreme sofa bed skydiving!" He takes the megaphone away from his mouth, explaining, "Contestents will plummet... Uh, skydive to a waiting sofa bed target below."

A door on the small plane opens, revealing Chef covered in protective gear. He jumps three feet at most to the sofa bed below, and it immediately closes on him, trapping him in the sofa. His screams are muffled, and I can't help but giggle at his plight, especially after the 'boot camp' challenge he subjected us to the last couple days.

Chris is unfazed by his friend's screams, and says, "Of course, you'll be skydiving from five thousand feet." He holds up a parachute backpack, adding, "And using these."

We gasp, and he tosses two of the backpacks in front of us.

He takes his safety helmet off and reaches into it, pulling out two slips of paper as he adds, "Our lucky contestants are Trent and DJ."

Trent shrugs, saying nonchalantly, "Sure. Why not? You know what they say on Blackcomb Mountain, bro. 'Best glimpse of Heaven's on the way into Hell'. Let's do this!"

DJ doesn't look as thrilled, though, and he says in a shaky, unconfident voice, "Yeah, uh, sure. Bring it on."

Chris says, "Not so fast. Because the second challenge of the day is..." He pulls out the megaphone again, "Extreme rodeo moose riding!" He continues without the megaphone as he leads us to the second challenge, "Contestants will rodeo ride the great Canadian bucking moose for 8 seconds or get hooved into a giant pile of socks from the lost-and-found."

Leshawna scoffs as we all gag from the smell, "That stink pile ain't nothin' but laundry day back home."

Chris places a hand on her shoulder, saying, "It's your lucky day, Leshawna. You're riding for Gophers. And Geoff, you'll ride for Bass."

Geoff exclaims, "Yeah!"

Owen walks up to the moose that's contained in a small wooden pen, and says, "He doesn't look too bucky to me. Hi, beautiful."

The moose punches him with one of its front hooves, and Chris says in the megaphone, "And the final challenge... Extreme sea doo waterskiing!" He leads us to today's final challenge, and he adds, "Contestants will waterski a race course grabbing as many flags as they can before crossing the finish line while a member from the opposing team tries to deceive you."

Heather asks, gesturing at the large mud pit, "How can we waterski without water?"

Chris responds with a smirk, "It's really hard. Check it out."

Chef appears on a sea doo, and as he goes off of a small cliff, he completely loses control of it and crashes into a tree, screaming yet again. I wanna feel bad for him, I really do, but I just don't.

Chris laughs into the megaphone, exclaiming, "Awesome! Harold, you'll ski for Killer Bass."

Harold pumps his fist, exclaiming, "Sweet!"

Chris adds, "And Lindsay for the Screaming Gophers."

Lindsay smiles, exclaiming, "Cool! I can model my new bikini!"

Chris continues, still speaking into the megaphone, "Now for the cool swag! Whoever scores the most challenges gets bragging rights for the night, saves their butts from elimination, and wins a tricked-out Multi-Massage Mobile Shower."

Chef playing the harp catches our attention, and we look over at him to see said shower on the back of a truck.

We all gasp, and Heather asks, "Can it be?"

Chris responds, "Oh, it be."

I sigh dreamily, saying, "It would be so nice to finally have a real shower with steaming hot, clean water."

Owen smacks his lips, eating from one of the marshmallow bags the bear in the outhouse left behind, and he asks, "Uh, a shower? How 'bout something good?"

Heather gets up in his face, saying authoritatively, "Listen to me, you marshmallow-eating goof! We are going to win that shower if it's the last thing we do, got it?"

Owen suddenly gags and chokes on a marshmallow, and Heather runs in the opposite direction. Owen continues choking until Harold smacks his back, and the marshmallow he was choking on goes right for Heather, getting a head-shot on her.

She falls, exclaiming, "Ow!"

Chris leads us back to the cabins and starts up his plane, saying, "Okay, gang. Chow for breaky, then report back in 20 minutes for..." He holds up the megaphone, adding, "The extreme sports challenge!"

He takes off, leaving us all coughing from the smoky dust cloud the plane kicked up.

As I recover from my coughing fit, I say, "At least this one doesn't look as bad as last challenge."

Geoff says, "Easy for you to say. You don't even have to participate this time."

Heather defends me to him, saying, "Neither is a third of who's left, but I don't see you complaining about anyone else."

Geoff holds up both hands, saying, "Chill, dude, chill. I'm just gonna go... anywhere else."

He backs away like that, Heather glaring at him.

I say to her, "You didn't have to do that for me, Heather. I don't think he meant anything by it."

Heather says, "The only person who can mess with my friends is me, Carmen. Anyone else is fair game, but not my friends."

I smile at her, blushing as she walks away to the cafeteria. I feel a hand on my shoulder, and look to my right to see Leshawna.

She says, "You've got it bad again, honey. I know she can be as sweet as pie to you, but I just don't think you should trust her."

I say, "But she said she liked me, too. We're just waiting until after the show so we can really get to know each other before rushing into anything serious."

Leshawna's eyebrows furrow, and she asks, "Are you sure? I remember how angry and hostile you were when you left her alliance only two challenges ago. And even though I'm all in favor of who it was directed at, I don't wanna see you go through that again."

I say, "Oh, come on, Leshawna. Heather never lead me on, it was all just a misunderstanding! Turns out I was mad over nothing. Everything's good between us again."

Leshawna sighs, saying, "Carmen, she's lied to you before. Who's to say she won't lie again? Or that she's not lying to you right now?"

I feel an ache in my heart, like part of me is agreeing with what she's saying. She was one of my first friends on the island, after all.

After a moment, I say, "Drop it, Leshawna. I can't just magic away a crush just because of someone telling me I shouldn't go for it. Heather's my friend, and I'm choosing to trust her. If she breaks that trust again, I'll cut ties with her. If she doesn't, then... well..."

Leshawna starts walking to the cafeteria for breakfast, and she turns her head over her shoulder, saying, "I hope you know what you're doing, hun."

When I'm left standing alone outside the cabins, I feel a knot forming in my stomach.

I sigh, muttering, "Me, too."

I take a deep breath and finally enter the cafeteria, where everyone else is already eating. I grab a plate of whatever beige mush is being served today, and as I quickly scan the Gopher table for somewhere to sit, I notice that Heather is subtly waving at me. When she realizes she's caught my attention, she pats the empty seat beside her.

When I sit down, she says, "I saved it for you, Carmen. I know how much you like sitting there."

Gwen pipes up from the other side of the table, "And no one else is dumb enough to sit next to you."

I lower my head and rest my chin on my crossed arms on the table as Gwen stands up.

After a couple of minutes, Heather asks me, "What's wrong? Usually you at least poke at your food or try it by now. You haven't even touched your plate since you sat down. And don't tell me Goth Girl's gotten to you."

I sigh, responding, "Not hungry."

Owen walks over, asking, "If you're not gonna eat it-"

I wave my hand in a dismissing gesture, cutting him off as I respond, "Go ahead, man. I don't care."

He perks up and swipes my plate, dumping another plate on top of it with some kind of handmade letter on it, a heart drawn on the letter's cover. Owen eats both portions in one mouthful, then burps up the letter.

Bridgette and Gwen find it and read it, thinking it belongs to one of them and make a bet to find out who on the island wrote the letter. After breakfast, the first challenge starts, and Chris helps Trent and DJ into the plane with him, and they're each given a parachute backpack.

He announces, "Now, remember! Ground teams can wheelie the sofa beds wherever they want in order to help their comrade with the landing."

Heather exclaims as the plane starts climbing higher into the sky, "Sayonara, Trent! I hope your attempts to impress Weird Goth Girl are worth the chalk outline!"

Gwen says, "Uh, did you ever think that maybe Trent's doing this as a form of self-expression? Like haiku?" When the rest of us give her odd looks, she mutters, "Or... not."

Heather, Leshawna, and I start pushing the sofa bed so we can catch Trent when he eventually jumps from the plane, but it feels nearly impossible to move, even with the three of us pushing it.

Heather exclaims, "Push!"

I exclaim, "What do you think we're doing?!"

Leshawna asks, "Why is this thing so heavy?"

The bed part of the sofa bed opens, revealing Owen taking a nap on it, snoring loudly. Gwen, Leshawna, and Lindsay try pushing him off the bed so we can move the couch, but he's not budging.

Heather exclaims, "Come on, you big tub of lard! Move!"

Gwen sighs, and the girls stop pushing Owen.

Gwen asks sarcastically, "Any other bright ideas?"

Owen groans in his sleep, and Heather grabs some red paint, painting a target on Owen's butt.

I joke, "At least it'll be a soft landing."

DJ accidentally pushes Trent out of the plane when he attempted to give him a pat on the back, and Trent screams as he falls. He lands just in front of the sofa bed, making a crater in the Earth shaped like him. He never even tried pulling the parachute cords.

Gwen asks worriedly, "Trent?"

Trent's groans are muffled by the sand below him.

I mutter, "Pretty sure he's not okay."

As DJ starts falling toward Bass's sofa bed, Bridgette tries to subtly get Geoff to confess to writing the love letter, but it's pretty clear he didn't. He thinks that 'writing someone's name in the snow with your pee' is romantic and tried showing her a tattoo on his butt before DJ lands on the sofa bed. He actually ended up getting he parachute to work, but he was screaming bloody murder the whole time.

Chris swings the plane down and announces through the megaphone, "Gophers lose, Bass wins! 1-0!"

Heather says bitterly, "Nice going, Trent."

Said teen is carted away on a stretcher in a full-body cast, and I say, "Pretty sure this was Owen's fault. If he hadn't fallen asleep on the sofa bed, we'd have won the challenge easily."

Gwen asks, "Trent, is there anything you wanna ask me before they take you to get, uh, re-boned?"

Trent responds is a weak voice, "Yeah. Is my hair messed up?"

Yikes. I'm pretty sure that wasn't the response she was hoping for. Bridgette puts an arm around Gwen's shoulder, a smug look on her face.

At the next challenge, Chris announces, "Okay, cowpokes! Let's start... the rodeo moose challenge!"

Geoff says as he approaches the moose, "Rodeo ridin's kinda like surfin'. Once you catch the lip, you just flow with the mojo."

He chuckles, and Bridgette adds, "Yeah, 'flow'. Kinda like the ancient art of Japanese haiku?"

Geoff asks, "What's a haiku?"

Bridgette sighs, and Geoff climbs atop the moose's back.

He stands up on it, asking, "Hey Bridge, wanna see that tat?"

He pulls down his pants to show her, and Gwen exclaims in shock, "Whoa!"

Bridgette frowns, saying, "Definitely not haiku-y."

The moose growls, and Chef opens its small pen. It immediately leaves and Chef grunts in pain. Geoff screams in fear as the moose rushes forward, and he's launched off the animal when it suddenly stops. He flies through the air, his pants at his ankles as he tries to cover his shame.

Chris starts the timer, saying, "And Geoff's..." Geoff flies above him, landing in the sock pile as Chris adds in confusion, "Out?" He says through the megaphone as Geoff emerges from the pile, smelly socks stuffed in his mouth, "Ooh, that stinks big time for Bass! No, seriously, that is some rank stuff. Leshawna, let's get!"

Leshawna cracks her knuckles, and the moose is led back into its pen.

Leshawna climbs atop the animal, saying to Chef, "I hope you got a moose burger recipe handy!" She chuckles, saying to the moose, "Easy, boy. You don't wanna make me mad, now."

The moose growls, and Chef exclaims, "Sweet mother of- Ah!"

It breaks itself out of its own enclosure, and starts bucking Leshawna around in an attempt to throw her off.

Bridgette and Gwen start arguing, and Bridgette exclaims, "So? Your guy's a metro with a broken back!"

Gwen responds, "So your guy's a grammatically challenged skater flake."

Leshawna exclaims from the moose's back, "That the best you got?! Ooh! You got nothin'! Whoo!"

Gwen admits, "Okay, so it wasn't Trent or Geoff."

Bridgette adds, "Yeah, plus we kinda just assumed it was for us."

The two hug, and I ask, "Was the letter even on either of your plates?"

The girls look startled that I overheard their conversation, and Gwen says, "I dunno. We just found it."

Leshawna exclaims in the distance, "Get me off of this thing!"

Bridgette says, "Well, whoever it is, we're gonna find out. Deal?"

Gwen nods, and the moose runs into the woods, Leshawna still on its back. She eventually comes back, looking a little worse for wear, and we're lead to the third challenge.

Chris announces through the megaphone, "So we have a tie! Whoever wins the extreme sea doo waterski challenge... wins invincibility!"

Lindsay exclaims, emerging in a new bathing suit, "I'm ready!"

We gasp, and Heather says, "We are so dead. Unless... I get to drive the wave jumper!"

Leshawna says, rubbing her feet, "Just win the dang shower so I can get my hair did."

Heather grabs the keys, and I say to her, "Win it for us, Heather. I'm sure you'll do great."

She smiles at me, and kisses me on the cheek before hopping onto the sea doo.

I walk back over to the rest of the group, and Gwen says, "Okay, so haikuist candidates are Duncan, Harold, DJ, or Owen."

Bridgette adds, "Well, we know Duncan was crushing on Courtney, so he's out. And Harold is..."

Said teen exits the confession can, saying in a deep voice, "Ladies."

He trips, grunting as he hits the ground.

Gwen says to Bridgette, "Yeah. I'll take Owen, you take DJ."

The participants of this challenge get ready, and Heather says to Harold, who she has to pull behind her, "You are so out of your league, Alpha Geek."

Chriss says, "Here's the road rules. Oh wait, there are no rules! Which means this is gonna be awesome!"

Bridgette and Gwen talk to their respective guys, but it's pretty clear that neither boy wrote the haiku.

Chris exclaims, "And go!"

Heather's sea doo wave jumper starts, and Harold slips on the mud onto his stomach, ramming his face into multiple rocks that Heather leads him into. And yet, he still ends up getting all five flags for his team.

Chris announces over the loudspeaker, "Five flags and headed home!"

Heather exclaims, "That's impossible!"

Chris adds, "Heather has to cross the finish line or be disqualified! But when she does, Harold will take 5 flags to victory for the Killer Bass!"

Heather looks angry and I lose sight of her as the sea doo goes through a thicket of trees, but Harold suddenly loses concentration, slamming his face into a rock and letting go of the rope just before the sea doo crosses the finish line. Heather gets launched off when it hits dry land, securing our victory for the first part of the challenge.

Chris exclaims, "I don't know what Heather did to make Harold lose his concentration, but it's a total wipeout for the Bass team!"

Harold still seems out of it as his team helps him out of the mud, and Lindsay and Duncan get set up for the second half.

Chris announces, "Ready, set, ride it like it's Sweeps Week! Go!"

Duncan swerves the sea doo violently around the course, trying to knock Lindsay off her feet, but it's useless as she starts effortlessly collecting our team's flags while still standing.

Chris exclaims, "Flag one!"

Gwen high-fives me, exclaiming, "Yeah!"

Chris continues, "Flag two, three, four... Lindsay has snagged all five and is racing home for the win!"

I mutter to Gwen, "I never thought I'd say this, but I am so glad Lindsay's on our team."

Gwen chuckles, adding, "No kidding."

Chris exclaims, "Duncan is eukered! He has to cross!"

Duncan shouts, "Says you!"

He swerves around the course, avoiding the finish line until he crashes, and Lindsay's momentum slides her straight across the finish line.

She cheers, "Whoo!"

Chris asks in surprise, "She won?" He exclaims into the loudspeaker, "Gophers win!"

Us Gophers cheer for Lindsay and she says to Duncan, who's covered head-to-toe in mud, "Sorry about that, Doug. I just really wanted that shower!"

Duncan scoffs, saying, "Ugh, whatever!"

Leshawna hugs Lindsay, exclaiming, "Girlfriend, gimme some sugar!"

Geoff sighs, saying, "Really could've used that shower."

DJ recoils from his smell, exclaiming, "Eugh! Right you are, my skunky friend."

I say, "Y'know, there is a shower on campgrounds other than the one my team just won. Do us all a favor and use it for once."

I walk off, and I'm one of the first Gophers to use the brand-new, well-earned luxury shower.

As Leshawna exits, wrapped in towels, Chris announces, "The Bass team went belly-up and will now decide which fishy to flush, while the Gophers totally scored some much-needed showers."

Leshawna sighs happily, and I stretch, having put on a fresh pair of clothes.

Owen asks, "What's up with chicks and showers?"

I roll my eyes, my good mood ruined, and I respond, "First of all, it's not just 'chicks'. Second of all, most people like feeling clean instead of just drowning ourselves in body sprays."

Owen raises an eyebrow, asking, "Doesn't everyone do that?"

I let out a sarcastic chuckle, saying, "No. No, they don't."

I walk away and sit down on the picnic bench where Bridgette and Gwen are sitting.

I ask, "What's the deets? Any updates?"

Gwen responds, "So we ruled out Owen and DJ."

Bridgette exclaims, "I know! So who could it be?"

Leshawna walks over, asking, "Who could what be?"

I point a thumb at each of the girls next to me, responding, "These two goofballs found a love letter in the cafeteria this morning and thought it was for them."

Leshawna picks up the letter and reads it, and Chris walks over, asking, "Another note from your secret admirer, Leshawna?"

Bridgette and Gwen ask in unison, "Leshawna's the crush girl?"

I mutter, "Huh. Wasn't expecting that."

Leshawna asks the girls, turning around to proudly showcase her behind, "You two know someone else here with a booty as luscious as an apple?"

She walks away, and Gwen asks, "But who wrote it?"

The two look at me, and I just shrug, saying, "Hell if I know." After another moment of them staring, I add, "C'mon, you guys. You probably know who I like; it's not like I'm that great at hiding it. I'm not the kind of person to go after two people at once, and Leshawna's not my type."

Bridgette asks, "Then what is your type?"

I open my mouth, and as I'm about to respond, I blush and walk away, the two of them trying and failing to stifle their laughter. That night, at the campfire elimination ceremony, Harold is voted off.

We all watch him walk to the Dock of Shame with packed bags, and he exclaims, "Farewell, Total Drama Island! I loved, I lost, and I saw boobies! What more could a man ask for?"

Gwen asks, "You loved?"

Leshawna adds, "You're a man?"

Bridgette adds, "You saw boobies?"

Harold continues, "Leshawna, I meant every word of that poem!"

Leshawna looks shocked, and she asks, "Poem? That was you?"

Bridgette and Gwen look at each other in shock, and Bridgette mutters, "No. Way."

Lwshawma runs over and hugs Harold tightly, exclaiming, "Baby, you some kind of freaky!"

Harold says in a strained voice, "Give daddy some sugar."

They make out for a moment before they're separated by Harold being shoved onto the Boat of Losers, and the boat starts moving away from the island.

All of a sudden, Geoff asks Leshawna, "Wait a sec. So, Harold saw your boobies?"

Owen adds, "Can we see?"

Leshawna answers both questions with one statement, "Heck no." She then suddenly says, "Wait a minute." She exclaims after Harold, who's too far away to hear or respond to her, "Who's boobies did you see?!"

Heather sighs as she exits the luxury shower, wrapped in towels, and Leshawna's eyes narrow at her angrily as we realize how Harold lost his concentration earlier.

She says, "Uh uh. Uh-uh-uh-uh, oh no, no, no. Oh, see now, you messed with the wrong sister!"

I ask, "You showed your boobs to Harold? Harold?!"

Heather scoffs, saying, "Oh, please. It was a total fluke. You think I'd actually show that dweeb my boobs on purpose?"

Leshawna lunges at her, exclaiming, "Get back here!"

She chases Heather around the campgrounds, Heather screaming and holding onto her towel tightly as she runs away.

Gwen says nonchalantly, "Well, that's settled. Night."

Bridgette adds, "Night."

The two start walking away to their respective cabins, and I ask, "Uh... Is anyone gonna help her?"

I get no response.

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Another Contestant Chapter 1-12: Basic Straining

Not long after breakfast, after some down-time in our cabin, Chef's already loud voice calls through the loudspeakers, "Listen up, you little cockroaches! I want all campers to report to the Dock of Shame at 0900 hours! That means now, soldiers! Now!"

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I roll my eyes and shut my book after placing a bookmark on the page I was reading, and we all make our way to the Dock of Shame.

When we get there, Chef exclaims into a megaphone, "Line up and stand at attention! You call this proper formation?! Knees together!" He smacks Geoff's legs with a riding crop, and adds, "Arms down!" He smacks Duncan's arms, and he takes them out of his pockets, and Chef continues, "Eyes forward! Head up!"

He smacks everyone until we're in 'proper formation', and I groan. This is gonna be a long day, isn't it?

I hear Gwen sarcastically say in a hushed voice, "Oh, this is gonna be a fun day."

The megaphone screeches from feedback, and Chef shouts into her face, "What did you say to me, soldier?!"

Gwen responds, "Um... Nothing?"

Chef continues, "And you'll continue to say nothing until I tell you that you can say something! Today's challenge will not be an easy one. In fact, I do not expect everyone to come out alive."

Owen chuckles, and he gets smacked.

He exclaims, "Aw, that hurt!"

Chef continues through the megaphone, "My orders are to make sure that all of the babies in front of me drop out of my boot camp except one. The last one standing wins immunity for their team!"

Heather asks, "Uh... what happened to Chris?"

I add, "Yeah, I'd take one of his challenges over this crap any day."

Chef ignores us, exclaiming, "Rule number one! You will address me as Master Chief! Have you got that?!"

We all respond loudly, "Yes, Master Chief!"

Ugh, LARPing, much?

Chef continues, "You will sleep when I tell you to sleep! And you will eat only when I tell you to eat! Is that clear?!"

Geoff mock salutes, responding, "Yes, Master Chief!"

Chef continues, "Rule number two! When you are ready to give up, you will walk to the end of the dock and ring the bell. Which brings me to rule number three! I'll have to get one quitter before the end of the first day! And that day will not end until someone drops out! Now get your butts down to the beach, soldiers! Now, now now!"

We all scream as he chases us to the beach, and forced each team to pick up a canoe and bring it back to the Dock of Shame.

When we get back to the dock, Chef exclaims, "Listen up! Each team will hold a canoe over their heads! I catch you taking your hands off the canoe, and you will be eliminated. And no one eats lunch until someone drops out. Canoes up!"

Owen scoffs, saying, "Pfft! This isn't that hard."

Geoff adds, "Piece of cake!"

Three hours later, and my arms are already hurting.

Our stomachs growl, and Chef, atop one of the canoes, exclaims, "Come on, you sissies! It's only been three hours!"

Chris says from atop the other canoe, "Looks like they missed lunch today."

Chef adds, "Mhm. Guess they just weren't hungry! Unless someone wants to quit now."

Owen's stomach growls loudly, and Gwen exclaims, "Don't even think about it, Owen!"

Later, Duncan tries to mess with Harold by using a fishing pole to yank his underwear and give him a wedgie.

Harold exclaims, rubbing his behind, "Ow! Idiots!"

Chef asks loudly, "Is there a problem down here?!"

Harold and Duncan quickly put their arms back up before they could get caught, and Harold responds, "No."

We don't even get to eat lunch, and we keep holding up the canoes until it starts getting dark out.

Owen starts snoring while standing and holding the canoe up, and Chef finishes one of his bogus war stories, "Twenty-five of us went to the jungle that night. Only five came back out."

Gwen yawns, asking, "What war were you in, anyway?"

Owen wakes up as Chef responds, "Did I ask you to speak?! Because I don't remember asking you to speak!"

Gwen rolls her eyes, muttering, "Whatever. He so wasn't in a war."

Lindsay says, "Guys, I- I can't do this anymore. I have no more feeling in my arms."

She lowers her arms and starts walking over to the bell, and Chef exclaims, "Looks like we got ourselves a quitter!"

Owen exclaims, "Don't do it, Lindsay!"

Lindsay lowers her head to the bell, hitting it with her face. The second she does, all of us Gophers collapse, the canoe falling on top of us.

Chef says in as gentle a tone as his commanding voice can muster, "Listen here. You have nothing to be ashamed of." He yells into the megaphone, "Except being a little baby that let your team down! As for the rest of you, head to the mess hall! Dinner is served!"

Owen exclaims, "Sweet Marie, thank you!"

My stomach growls, and I say, "Ugh, finally we can eat. My stomach feels like it's gonna eat itself."

We all run to the cafeteria, and Chef brings out 6 garbage bins, exclaiming, "Alright, maggots! Open your ears! You've got ten minutes to eat before night training begins! Get to it!"

Owen exclaims, "No way!"

Harold adds, "Aw, man. No way!"

Gwen asks, "Um, excuse me? Master Chief? Where's the food?"

Chef responds, "You're lookin' at it."

He chuckles, and Owen opens one of the trash bins, saying, "This is the leftover garbage from this morning's breakfast."

Chef exclaims, "Darn right! When you're at war, you take what you can get!"

I exclaim, "But we're not at war! And I'm pretty sure you weren't either!"

Chef raises an eyebrow, asking, "Do you want to have nothing to eat?"

I roll my eyes, muttering, "No, Master Chief."

Chef says, "That's more like it, soldier."

Chris says, "Well, I can see you've got this under control. I'm off to craft services. Coming?"

Chef smiles, and responds as the two of them leave, "Serve me up some of that."

Gwen sighs, and Heather says, "Oh, I am not eating this."

Courtney scoffs, adding, "Me neither."

Duncan asks, "Don't care for today's specials, Princess?"

Courtney responds, "I am going to be running for office one day, and no one is going to pull up a file of me eating garbage!"

I say, "Well, I'm not eating this crap either. I'm gonna go root around in the kitchen."

Heather asks me, "How are you going to do that? The kitchen's locked."

I ask her, "You got a hair pin?"

She rolls her eyes, saying, "Obviously. Something's gotta keep my hair this fabulous."

I smile, and hold out my hand, saying, "Yes, yes, your hair is amazing. Now, the hair pins, please?"

Heather smiles back at me, and pulls two from her hair near her ponytail.

Gwen asks me, "What are you doing with that thing, anyways?"

I respond, "My uncle taught me how to pick locks in case I got kidnapped or something. He's a drill sergeant in America and he's always teaching me stuff like this when he visits. It's come in handy a few times when my dad grounded me and locked up my laptop in the linen closet."

I crouch down to eye-level with the kitchen doorknob and start picking the lock, but it takes a few minutes and a few broken hair pins to get it open. Once it's open, the three of us, plus Duncan and Geoff, look around the kitchen for something to eat, but it's of no use. The fridge and all of the cabinets are completely empty except for some dishes.

When we re-enter the cafeteria, Courtney asks, "Did you find anything?"

I respond, "Nada, zilch, nothing. It's like Chef knew we'd find a way in there."

Duncan holds up a cup, saying, "Not exactly."

I mutter as he and Geoff walk over to Harold, "Huh. I could've sworn I didn't see anything in the fridge."

Duncan says, "Hey, Harold? We felt really bad about the whole underwear fishing incident thing, so here. We found you some apple juice."

Harold looks shocked, and says, "Thanks." He takes the cup from Duncan and takes a sip, then almost immediately spits it out, exclaiming, "That's not juice!"

Duncan says through his laughter, wiping a tear, "Oh! Oh! My mistake, dude." Geoff snickers, and he adds, "We must've confused it with the kitchen grease."

Courtney scowls, saying, "You guys are so immature. I hope you're proud of yourselves."

Duncan's laughter trickles out, and he says to her, "Okay, look. I know you like me. He knows you like me, everyone knows it. You're about as obvious about it as the lock-picker over there crushing on Queen Bee." Heather and I both blush and scoot a bit further away from each other as he adds, "So here's a tip. If you wanna kiss me, I might let you."

Courtney exclaims, "And to think I actually thought you were nice!"

Duncan's eyes dart around a bit as he asks, "Me? Nice? Ha, yeah right."

Geoff asks her, "Why'd you think that?"

Courtney responds, "Nevermind. I was wrong. He's just as gross and annoying as he wants you to believe. Enjoy your garbage!"

Once our allotted ten minutes of eating are up, most of us didn't end up eating anything after all, and we exit the cafeteria to start our night training. Chef teaches us the moves to a Thriller-like song, and he keeps repeating the song as we're forced to dance. After less than an hour, Duncan walks over to the boombox and turns it off, and we all sigh in relief.

Courtney asks, "Duncan, what are you doing?"

Duncan responds, "One of us drops out, we're done for the day."

Chef yells, "We're done when I say we're done! Now drop and give me twenty!" Duncan drops to the ground and starts doing push-ups, and Chef asks, "Anyone else got anything they want to say?"

Gwen raises her hand, saying, "Uh, yeah. Can I go to the bathroom?"

Chef hands her a bucket of soapy water and a mop, and directs her to a stall, making her scrub the bathroom before she can use it. After that part of the challenge is done, we're allowed back into the cafeteria, where Chef places pencils and multiple sheets of paper in front of everyone.

He says, "For your next challenge, you will complete a three-hundred word essay about how much you love... me. Anyone who falls asleep or fails to complete the challenge will be eliminated!"

When the buzzer sounds at 3am, most of us are done with deep bags under our eyes, and Owen's half asleep, drool dripping from his open mouth. When Chef enters the cafeteria, Harold is still scribbling away at his paper, and Chef takes it away from him.

Harold says, "Crap."

Chef takes a few people's papers and reads Duncan's aloud, "'I love Master Chief Hatchet because he is very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very'... This is just one sentence with five pages of 'very's in between!"

Duncan reclines in his seat, saying with a smirk, "It's three hundred words exactly! You can count them if you want."

Chef walks over to Owen to grab his paper, and slips on a puddle of drool on the floor.

When he stands back up, he exclaims to Owen, "Wipe up that drool, you little baby!" Chef slams his fist on a table, saying to Trent and DJ, who are still sleeping, "You two slackers are out. The rest of you, get to bed and report to the playing field at 0500 hours."

I exclaim, "But that's in 2 hours!"

Chef glares at me, saying, "One more word outta you, and you're not sleepin' at all!"

I roll my eyes, and Duncan holds out a handkerchief to Chef, pointing at some drool on his neck as he says, "Uh, missed a spot there, General."

Chef exclaims, "Boy! Do you wanna run fifty laps around this camp right now?!"

Before Duncan could respond, Courtney exclaims, "No, thanks! He's going straight to bed." She turns to Duncan, adding, "Aren't you?" She pulls him aside, asking, "What are you trying to do? Get eliminated?"

Duncan responds with a cocky smirk, "I didn't know you cared."

Courtney exclaims, "I don't! I just don't wanna lose this challenge! So stop being such a screwup and do what you're told for once, okay?"

When Courtney walks away, Duncan says, "She wants me."

Geoff adds, fist-bumping Duncan, "No doubt."

After a very short 2 hours of sleep, we're on to the next challenge.

Chef says, "You will all run this course until you can all complete it in under one minute." He leans into Duncan's face, adding, "Am I making myself clear?"

Duncan responds, "Crystal."

Courtney says to Duncan, "If you lose this for us, I'm gonna make you so miserable."

Chef exclaims, "Go, maggots, go!"

The entire obstacle course is built over a large pit of mud, and we all run forward. The first part is a nearly 10-foot wall, then a jump through car tires suspended by chains in a wooden wall that Owen gets stuck in. Next is an army-crawl under giant swinging axes, and finally, using ropes to jump across a deep hole dug in the ground, then it repeats.

After a few runs through, Harold falls face-first off of the first wall, and gets a mouth-full of mud.

He throws up, and Duncan speaks up, "Uh, General Crazy? We've got a situation here."

Harold says through coughs, "Too... much... mud..."

Chef pulls him up by the back of his shirt and makes him stand, saying, "Ring the ball and report to the infirmary. Your tour of duty is finished."

A couple of us stop to watch Harold leave, and Duncan says sarcastically, "Wow, poor guy."

Chef exclaims, "Back on the course, soldiers! Now!" The rest of us keep running the course, and Chef leans in toward Duncan, adding, "One false move, and I'll be on you like stink on a poop wagon!"

Duncan mock-salutes Chef, saying with a smirk, "I look forward to it, sir!"

After a few more runs through the course, Owen accidentally pulls down the first wall while trying to get over it, Heather gets tangled up upside down in one of the ropes, and Leshawna gets caught in a patch of deep mud, sinking down into it under the axes.

Duncan says as he passes Leshawna, "Fallen soldier, I salute you!"

Chef is right in front of him, and exclaims, "You just bought yourself twenty more push-ups!"

Duncan responds, "Thank you!"

He stands up and kisses Chef on the nose, causing the man to start growling, his face contorting in obvious rage.

Geoff says, "I think you may have pushed him over the edge, bro."

Chef says slowly and angrily, "One-night solitary confinement. In... the boathouse."

We all stop what we're doing and gasp, but Duncan's expression goes back to his usual carefree one as he says, "Big deal. How scary can it be?"

Later, at around 8 at night, during dinner, Courtney sneaks out to go check on Duncan, bringing him her mushy slop so he has something to eat. The two of them end up sneaking out and stealing a bunch of food from the craft services tent where Chris and Chef eat, and both teams are hanging out in one cabin for once to eat real food for the first time since the Awakathon challenge.

Owen holds his bare foot out, his hand covered in strawberry jam and his mouth stuffed, "I think I have jungle rot from that obstacle course."

Lindsay exclaims, "Ew! Owen, we're eating here!"

Gwen says through a bite of an apple, "And what is with all those lame war stories? He is so demented!"

Leshawna looks down at her hands while eating a sausage, saying, "Girl, these nails were not made for combat training, know what I'm saying?"

Bridgette says through bites of her s'more, "Mm. Seriously, if I wanted to join the army, I would've."

I chuckle, finishing one of my macarons before saying, "Amen to that. And especially after today, I don't think I'll even consider joining the army. Not that we have any big wars to fight here in Canada anyways."

Harold pulls his blanket from his bed to lay down, only to reveal a smiley-face painted on there with peanut butter.

We all gasp, and Harold exclaims, "Aw, guys! Gross!"

Duncan says while he and Geoff stifle their laughter, "Now, see? That's a waste of good peanut butter!"

Courtney reaches for the last s'more, and Bridgette says, "Okay, I think you've had enough."

Courtney exclaims, "Oh no. No! Just, just one more." She shoves the whole thing in her mouth, chewing loudly, then burps and says, "Oh... Yeah. Yeah, that one was a mistake."

She gags, and runs out of the cabin to throw up while most of us stifle our laughter. Duncan goes outside after Courtney, and I can see them through the window for a brief moment as they kiss.

Geoff and DJ run out after him after the kiss, and Geoff exclaims, "Yes, dude!"

Duncan smirks, saying, "Told you she wanted me."

Harold gasps, watching all of it out the window, and Chef exclaims over the loudspeaker, "Attention, all remaining boot camp recruits; the next evolution of your training begins tomorrow morning at 0700 hours! And if I catch the sucker that took my desserts, your butt is mine!"

The only remaining 'soldiers' in Chef's challenge is me, Heather, Gwen, and Owen for the Screaming Gophers, and Duncan, Courtney, and Geoff for the Killer Bass.

We're ordered to hang upside down in the largest tree on the island, and Chef explains, "What you are experiencing is an ancient form of torture. By now, the blood has begun rushing to your head. The next stage is nausea, followed by dizziness and a flushed appearance as the blood begins to pool in your eyes. You may experience fainting spells."

As he says that, Duncan falls out of the tree with a thud and lands on his head.

Courtney exclaims, "Duncan!"

Bridgette runs over and checks on him, calling up at Courtney, "It's okay! He's alright!"

Owen strains, trying to reach the branch we're hanging on, saying, "Come on... I... can't... reach! Gah!"

He farts and chuckles, and Heather says, "Okay, that's it. I'm done."

She lets go of the branch and lands perfectly on her feet right before Owen falls on top of her.

She punches at him until he stands up, and she exclaims, "Get off of me, you big ox!"

Owen says as she walks away, "Sorry."

I start to feel nauseous, and I accidentally let go of the branch. I land on my front, and my arm hits my throat in just the right way to make me gag. I run over to a bush and throw up.

Heather runs over to me, asking, "Are you okay, Carmen?"

I respond, "I... I'm fine. I just hit my gag reflex when I fell."

Courtney starts giggling loudly, and Chef exclaims, "Stop laughing this instant!"

Courtney says through giggles, "I'm sorry, I can't help it. Whoa!"

She falls out of the tree, still laughing after she lands.

Chef shakes his head in disapproval, saying, "I expected more out of you, soldier."

Courtney clears her throat as she stands up, saying, "Master Chief? I just have one thing to say to you."

Chef asks, "And what might that be?"

Courtney smirks, responding, "You really need to take a chill pill."

She bursts out in laughter, and Chef's face goes red with anger, leaving all of us agape at her sudden change in behavior.

She walks over to Duncan, who high-fives her and exclaims, "Yeah! Now that's what I'm talking about!"

Courtney exclaims, "Okay, Geoffy, it's all up to you!"

Owen asks, "You got this, Gwen?"

Gwen responds confidently, "Oh, yeah. I can hang here all day."

Geoff cheers her on, exclaiming, "Rock on, sister! I live for the head rush!" His words start slurring, and he speaks slower with his next sentence, "It feels... so... good..."

He dangles limply from the branch, then falls to the ground, leaving Gwen as the only one left.

Courtney says, "Ooh, that's going to leave a mark."

Us Gophers pick up Gwen like a parade and cheer for her, and Chef exclaims, "Gwen!" We set her down, and Chef salutes her, saying, "Congratulations, soldier. I'd go to war with you anytime."

Gwen says, "I'll keep that in mind when choosing my career."

She walks away, and Chef exclaims, "You do that, soldier!" We pick her up again and continue cheering for Gwen as Chef repeats, "You do that."

That night, Courtney gets sent home, but it seems like it wasn't the Bass who voted her off, since most of them protest her going. She doesn't go easy, though, kicking and fighting against Chris and Chef as they drag her to the Dock of Shame and the Boat of Losers. Aw, man. Just when I was starting to like her. It seems like her and Duncan are together now, though.