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[m1smatched-starsigns]

“He has a name,” Lindsay points out. “Alejandro!” She sighs dreamily.

“How do you know that?”

Lindsay huffs. “Um, because I can read? Sierra is writing a new blog post about him right now! Oh, well, maybe. A-L-E-H-E-A-T-H-E-R.”

“Sierra!” Heather snarls. 

“You can read?” Courtney asks, genuinely surprised. 

Sierra doesn’t even look up from her phone. “Not now, Heather, my readers expect rapid behind-the-scenes updates from me, and I just know that Aleheather is going to be Total Drama’s next big ship!”

Scott pokes Courtney’s side. “I can read some too, you know.”

“No one ever claimed you couldn’t read, Scott-- wait a second, what do you mean some?”

— I wanna play the game, I want the friction

[m1smatched-starsigns]

As if Alejandro can sense her stare, his gaze slips from the redhead’s face to Heather. For one brief moment, their eyes lock, and that’s all the opportunity Alejandro needs to send her a knowing wink. 

Furious, she whirls back around. Duncan’s abrupt laughter grates on her ears, but Courtney beats her to the punch. “What are you cackling about?”

“Oh, nothing!” He waves his hand, grinning. “Just thinking that this season might end up being a lot of fun after all. At least, it looks like Heather has finally met her match.”

// or: Heather wins World Tour, Alejandro wins Revenge of the Island, and they both enter All-Stars with their sights set on each other.

— I wanna play the game, I want the friction

[m1smatched-starsigns]

“Well, it seems I’ve worn out my welcome,” Alejandro remarks, and she can hear the insufferable grin on his lips. “Hopefully you’ll be in a better mood once the competition begins, Heather.”

“I’ll be in a great mood after you’re voted out tonight,” she retorts, unable to stay silent for long. 

He shoots her a knowing grin as he passes her by, clutching at where his heart would be if he had one. “Your words, they wound me.”

“Your face, it makes me sick,” she snaps.

— I wanna play the game, I want the friction