A/N: Well, I've done several TD OC stories, but I've never used this cast before, and I might well use the ROTI cast in another story later down the road. Here's the deal: Kerry Jetnam applies to be on Total Drama Pahkitew Island, planning to win...and if she can show up the other competitors or make friends, she'd be happy to. She instantly makes friends with Scarlett, and Max makes both girls his sidekicks. But as Max annoys Scarlett more and more, Kerry starts to get worried. She knows that Scarlett's going to snap, and when she does, it will not be pretty...

Disclaimer: I own nothing from Total Drama. I do, however, own Kerry.

I switched on the camera and leaned back, smiling, pushing my dark hair out of my eyes. "Hi!" I said. "I'm Kerry, and I've wanted to be on Total Drama ever since I watched that episode where that girl – Heather, I think – got invincibility, like, three times in a row and made it to the final three even though everyone hated her. My friend Ciara thought I'd be good at this, and who am I to say she's wrong? I think it would be fun to show up a few losers, maybe make some friends, get a reputation. And the million dollars wouldn't hurt." Finally, I switched the camera off, uploaded my footage, and sent it off to the Total Drama company, not really expecting my application to be accepted.

Two weeks later, I was sitting in a blimp, looking around at the other fourteen competitors that were on Total Drama: Pahkitew Island.

One of the girls, who reminded me of Snow White, was humming annoyingly. A pretty Asian girl next to her gave her a weird look and then offered her package of gum to a short guy with purple hair. "Want some gum?"

"Your offer of simple confectionery will not save you from the pure evil of me!" the boy said arrogantly. "But yes, thank you." He soon choked on it because of the flavour. "Cinnamon! There is no need for you to be that spicy."

A dark boy sitting next to me laughed. "That guy's a little weird." he commented to me.

I giggled, too. "A little weird? He's totally off kilter!"

Some boy nearby us wearing a fake beard and wizard robes waving a fake wand claimed something about using spells to ward off evil.

"And there's nothing that can't be made sweeter with a song." added Snow White's clone. She danced past, singing a few notes.

I think she might have set off a guy who was sitting on the floor who had a lot of dark hair and a beard. He started making beatboxing noises.

A pair of twins sitting near each other gave him weird looks. "Ugh!' exclaimed one of them. She glared at the other twin. "Switch seats with me, right now!"

The other twin gave a sigh, but obeyed. I stared hard at both of them, and worked out the only way to tell the difference between them. The bossy twin had a birthmark on her cheek, luckily, so I just had to remember that.

At that minute, the birthmark twin stared at the girl next to her, who was very tall. "GIANT!" she cried.

"Are you and I going to have a problem?" the tall girl said in an Australian accent, frowning.

The bossy twin looked at her sister again. "Switch back, now!"

Some guy with his hair slicked back ran past. "Chris? Yo, Chris?" He was obviously looking for Chris McLean, the host. Come to think of it, it did seem to be just the fifteen of us. I expected Chris to meet us on the island, but someone should be here. Like an intern, or Chris' crazy sidekick, Chef Hatchet.

"Chris has gotta be here somewhere!" the guy said. "Anyone seen Chris? You seen Chris?" he asked a large blonde filing her nails.

The girl pushed him against the wall. "Stop that!" she said in a country accent. "You scuff my pageant shoes and I'll toss you out the window! You'll be squished flat in two minutes."

"Actually, in the first fourteen seconds he would fall eighteen hundred feet, but then he'd lose terminal velocity and drop seventy-six feet per second, so if flying at the recommended thirty-two kilometers..." I didn't finish listening to the speaker, a girl with red hair tied back into a bun, but I kind of liked her. She seemed like a know-it-all who didn't know she was one. She treated what she was saying like it was an everyday thing.

"Wow." said a boy with red hair in overalls. "That girl has some real brains, huh?"

"Brains?" repeated the scruffy guy next to him, starting to freak out. "Whose brains? No one is getting my brains!" He wrapped his arms around his head.

At that moment, a crack of thunder sounded. "Hang on!" Chef's voice said through the intercom. "This might get hairy!" So Chef was driving the blimp!

A lot of us freaked out. I grabbed the hand of the boy next to me, just so I could grab onto something. I could hear Snow White screaming, but even that sounded like she was singing.

"Hello, newbies!"

I started at the new voice. I'd heard it on TV loads of times. "Ready for some fun?" Chris McLean stood there, with that smug smirk on his face that he always seemed to have, especially when he tortured the other contestants.

"Yes!" exclaimed the Snow White clone and the guy who had been calling for Chris.

"Huh." Chris said. "A couple of keeners. I'm sure a little pain and starvation will fix that."

Chris explained that there were sixteen parachute packs (one for Chef), but only eight of them contained real parachutes. Then he made the engine of the blimp explode so we'd need to grab a parachute pack and jump out, which all of us did.

I pulled mine, and luckily, it was a parachute, so I was able to calmly watch while everyone else tried pulling. The tallest girl muttered something and pulled. She was lucky too. The beatboxer wasn't as lucky, and kept falling.

One twin was holding onto the other's leg, screaming. The one with the birthmark let out a parachute, and then looked down at the other twin. "Oh, I'll miss you, sis! Not much, but..." she laughed. "Probably not at all! Later!" She then kicked her sister off. Luckily for her, she had a parachute.

I'd made my mind up – I hated the twin with the birthmark. Hello! I could be mean, but not to people who weren't mean themselves. The girl just tried to kill her twin sister! I'd never wanted anyone dead. Okay, so maybe I knifed some guy once when I was coming home from a club one night, but I didn't kill him and besides, he was trying to rape me! That was the worst thing I'd done. I still had a knife in my pocket, but I'd only use it if things got life-threatening and I needed it. I'd seen the show before – if there was anyone like Mal or Alejandro (well, only Mal, really) on this season, I would probably have to use it.

The Asian girl with the gum didn't have a parachute, either, and nor did the blonde, but she didn't seem to mind, putting on the tiara that fell out of her pack.

The dark boy I'd been sitting with had feathers, but the boy with his hair slicked back had a parachute. The wizard-robed guy wasn't so lucky, and nor was Chef, or Snow White. But she didn't seem to mind. A bird came to rest on her finger, and she began singing "I'm falling from the sky, on this sunny, sunny day, hit the ground, I just may!"

I floated on the same level as the know-it-all redhead. "Hi." I greeted her. She looked too worried to answer.

Below us, the scruffy boy who'd freaked at the mention of brains found hotdogs in his pack. I reached down and grabbed one, which tasted surprisingly good. Knowing what food was mostly like in this show, I enjoyed the last good food I'd have for the two weeks I'd be here.

The tallest girl grabbed the ankle of the scruffy guy with one hand, and the wizard guy with the other, so they floated down with her.

Everyone survived. I saw the twin without the birthmark land, and then the other twin fall on her, yelling "Break my fall!" Poor girl.

Chris was already on the beach, and so, he split us into teams – those who had parachutes, and those who didn't. The purple-haired boy and the big guy in overalls both had parachutes, so I was with them, the tall girl, the redhead, the twins, and the guy with the slicked back hair.

Chris said each of our names. "Scarlett, Kerry, Topher, Rodney, Jasmine, Max, Amy and Samey-" I worked out each of them. Scarlett was the redhead (appropriate). Topher was the guy with his hair slicked back. Rodney was the guy in overalls, Jasmine was the tall girl, Max was the short guy with purple hair, and Amy and Samey were the twins – Amy being the mean one.

"Uh, it's Sammy." the twin without the birthmark said nervously.

"Amy says everyone calls you Samey." Chris said.

"Well, yes, but-"

"Cause you're the second twin. The lesser Amy, if you will."

"But my real name is-"

"You're officially Samey." Chris said, making me scowl. See? Mean for no reason.

I quickly smiled and mouthed "I'll call you Sammy." I don't think she saw me, though.

I barely understood the name of the team – I think it was Pimapotew Kinosewak. He said it meant the Soaring Eagles, but the Asian girl spoke up. "No, sorry, wrong! That name means the Floating Salmon!"

Okay...I guess that was the best name I could get. I guess it was better than some of the other team names, like Team Chris Is Really Really Really Really Hot in the third season – no one except the person who made that one up liked it, and then she switched to another team. And the only girl on that team was kicked off, so there was a team full of guys that was identified by Chris being hot – which he never was, by the way (although the hottest guy on the show was on that team – and you knew I meant it, cause I hated said guy).

It would've been nice to be something like the Screaming Gophers, like on the first season, though.

I quickly learned the other team's names early enough. The scruffy guy was Shawn. The wizard was Leonard. Snow White's name was really Ella. The dark guy was Dave. The beatboxing guy was Beardo. The Asian girl was Sky, and the blonde was Sugar. Again, Chris got the name wrong (it was the Wanihtam Maskwak – the Ferocious Tigers in his view), but Sky corrected him, saying it meant the "Confused Bears".

"This is what you get for using a free online translator!" Chris scowled.

Our first challenge was to build a shelter. The blimp had a ton of stuff in it that crashed, so we could take whatever we wanted from it to build. However, we'd have to dodge Chef's tennis balls, which he'd shoot at us whenever we took stuff from it. Our team had to build our shelter nearer to the beach. The team who built the better shelter got immunity that day – keep in mind someone would be leaving every day.

Chef started shooting immediately. "Let's move, Salmons!" Jasmine ordered, and we all followed her lead, running to one side.

For a moment, Rodney and Jasmine started talking at the same time, but finally, Jasmine got him to shut up and said "We need to decide what items are important, and make sure we get 'em, got it?"

Rodney stared at her vacantly for a moment.

"And that's how we'll win." Jasmine finished. "Cool?"

Rodney muttered something that made NO sense whatsoever, and then puckered his lips. I caught Jasmine's eye and pretended to gag.

"The wood is the most important thing out there, so-" Jasmine began. Scarlett raised her hand. "If you have something to say, Scarlett, just bark it out."

Scarlett adjusted her glasses and said shyly "Um, no, the wheelbarrow is more important than the wood, because it's a Class Two lever, and we can-"

"We can carry-" began Sammy.

"Carry stuff in it!" Amy finished. "My idea! Mine!"

"It was Scarlett's idea!" I protested.

Jasmine organized all of us. "Amy and Samey, help Rodney load the wood into the wheelbarrow and go."

"Heavy is my heart..." murmured Rodney.

"Move it, mumbles!" Amy yelled at him, pulling him over. Not that she did much. At least Rodney loaded the wheelbarrow. Amy just made Sammy shield her from the tennis balls, and ordered her to stop screaming every time she got hit. "You're making us look weak!"

"I'm going for the rope." Jasmine said. "Everything bring something good back, okay?"

Topher disappeared off to talk to Chris (wait, what?). Once we had everything, Max disappeared somewhere, but the rest of us started making our shelter. Jasmine mostly told us what to do, but none of us wanted to argue with her. She was probably the most threatening person on the island, simply because she was tall and strong. I just listened to her and worked with everyone else.

Finally, we had a treehouse. Jasmine nailed the last part of metal into the roof. "There. All done."

"Nice!" Chris complimented. "And a smart move building it above ground level!"

"Oh yeah, why is that?" Max questioned, having returned a few minutes after we began building.

Because of the wild animals. A moose – make that several – trampled Max just after he asked.

The other team built a wizard's tower, which they couldn't get into, and which tumbled down pretty early on.

Duh, we won! Most of us cheered, but Max refused when Sammy tried to high five him. "No. Evil does not high-five." Yes, he kept saying he was evil. He didn't seem that evil to me. Heck, I was more evil than he was!

Each prize for the winning team would be a takeout meal from a sponsoring restaurant. This time, it was the Petting Zoo Barbecue. "Someone else has touched your food, we guarantee it!"

"Shoot." muttered Sugar. "I always wanted a pony." Her team went to elimination that evening, while I got to know my team.

While we had dinner, I sat with the twins. "So, Sammy, what made you decide to sign up for Total Drama?" I asked, making a point of ignoring Amy.

The twin I'd addressed looked at me in surprise. "You're calling me Sammy?"

I shrugged. "Duh. Isn't that your name?"

"Well, yes," Sammy said, "But no one calls me that, like Chris said."

I shrugged. "I will."

Beside us, Amy gagged on a piece of fat in her share of the food we got. "Samey, give me your share!" she ordered, snatching it.

I snatched it back. "Amy, give her that back! You don't deserve it!"

After that, I tried talking to some of the other contestants. There was a lot of drama. Rodney mostly said things that didn't make much sense. It looked like he was smitten with Jasmine, who didn't understand a word he was saying most of the time. Amy spent all her time ordering Sammy around. Topher showed off most of the time. Max went on about how evil he was. Jasmine seemed nice, but I kept out of her way for some of the time, since I was a little bit intimidated by her. Out of everyone, Scarlett seemed like the sanest, so I decided to talk to her for the night.

I joined her in the shelter. "Hi, Scarlett!" I said.

Scarlett looked up at me and smiled faintly. "Hello...Kerry, isn't it?"

I nodded. "So, why'd you come on this show?"

"I thought the money would give me entrance into any university I wanted." Scarlett answered. "Although, I personally think the show is to blame for a lot of the capitalist focus most of our age group has had in the last few years."

I shrugged. "Maybe. Did you watch the show before now? Heather is like the poster child for capitalist focus!"

Scarlett smiled again. "I didn't watch most of the show, but I got the idea. Heather was the one who won the third season, isn't she? I remember her."

I giggled, remembering. "Yeah. Even without her desire for the money, though, what she did was completely called for." (She'd been up against Alejandro, and she'd basically played his emotions, like he'd done all season to the other girls).

"Why did you apply for the show?" Scarlett finally asked me.

I shrugged. "I wanted to test myself, I guess. One of my friends dared me to audition, and if I got to make some friends, well, bonus!"

When I slept in our shelter that night, I had high hopes for the next day.

Oh, and Beardo left the island. Apparently, he'd done nothing but make sound effects all day. And as it turned out this season, each contestant was shot out of a cannon.

Most of the other chapters will be shorter, I should warn you. Hoped you liked this one. Liked or hated, please review!