After Total Drama
I stand in front of my old school. It seems like it's been forever since I last walked through these doors. I guess being on three seasons of a reality TV show does that to you.
I look at the hard metal doors that bring back memories of the years before Total Drama anything. I was "that goth girl." The girl nobody sat with at lunch. The girl nobody talked to. The girl nobody liked. I take a deep breath and push open the door, hoping that my life will not return to how it was during those forlorn years.
As I enter Paynbridge High, the hallways fall silent. I stand there, not sure what to do. Have I returned to the lowest rung on the social ladder? My heart aches at the thought of being without friends. Total Drama Island was where I made my first real friends. I miss Trent, LeShawna, and Bridgette. I miss Duncan, too, but it's a bit awkward between us now that he and I have broken up for good.
Everybody in the halls stare at me as I walk slowly to my locker. I can feel their eyes burning into me. It's almost like I can hear their thoughts as to why I am here. Wishing to get away from their prying eyes, I pick up my pace and hurry towards my locker.
When I get to it, it looks sad and abandon without my textbooks and book bag crammed into it. Silently as to not draw any more attention that I had already received, I open the shabby locker and place my book bag and the textbooks that I did not yet need inside of it.
I pull out my schedule and read the room number that is my designated homeroom. Room 402 the small orange paper reads. I slowly walk down the hallway, searching for my room. When I find it, the bell has already ringed and I enter slightly late. When I walk into the crowded and loud room, it grows quiet. Nobody says a thing as I sit down at the first empty desk I can find, but I can feel their eyes boring into me.
My homeroom teacher, Mrs. Krumby, walks into the room. "Hello Gwen," She says to me, smiling. "You were on the Total Drama series! Oh congratulations, dear, you seem to have become a star."
Her intentions might have been sweet, but it did not make me feel welcomed here. However, to not seem rude, I smile awkwardly at her. I really wish I were able to tell her that I am not a "star" and that I'm just a regular "gothy" girl who was put on a television show that I didn't even want to sign up for!
I don't say anything back, but she looks at me expectantly. After several long seconds of total silence, I give in.
"I don't really consider it stardom. Honestly, I prefer to call it 'getting sucked into something you really don't want to have anything to do with'." I tell her.
She smiles warmly at me, not saying a word. Aware that class has officially begun, she begins to go through the process of roll call. Several minutes after she has begun roll call, a knock raps on the door. I let my gaze drift to the person standing in the door. When I see him, I gasp. I know that black hair, those green eyes, the typical camouflage shirt.
It's Trent!
He notices me and his eyes widen in shock. Then, he smiles and sits down at the conveniently empty desk next to me.
"Hi Gwen," He says, smiling at me.
I think this is going to be a good year…
