Edited and reposted! This is after Total Drama Island, but there was no Total Drama Drama Drama Island special, and therefore no Total Drama Action. Owen won the one-hundred grand.

Total Drama School

Getting the Students to School

"Unfortunately, there were no auditions for a second season of Total Drama Island," Chris McClain announced to a camera. The camera pans out to see he is standing in front of an extravagant academy. "So, we've decided to bring back the campers from Camp Wawanakwa for our new reality show, Total Drama School. Now, you'd think that none of the campers would agree to come, but instead, this school is a boarding school for the elite, and each of them is being offered a scholarship. Of course, they will be separated from the rest of the school in classes, so as to not deter the learning of those that belong here. From their contracts from before, there is no clause to say that after the show, we would stop filming them. So, not long ago, each of our campers was sent a scholarship package, and, not knowing we were filming, we've captured some of their reactions. Check it out."

Heather's house:

"What's this?" Heather questioned finding an envelope in the mail for her. It looked official and had the word "academy" on the return address. She dropped the other things from the mailbox on the floor of her home as she ripped open the envelope.

Congratulation Heather,
You have been chosen to receive a full scholarship to Addams Academy. Our students are extremely talented, exceptionally smart, and almost all attend Ivy League or foreign school. Among our alumni are many senators, ambassadors, and advisors to presidents. "Blah blah blah," Heather skipped most of the letter. The dormitories are co-ed, each containing a single Resident Advisor. "That's nice. Oh, pretty campus, nice quad. Hot boys… Mother! You'll never guess what has happened. I'm going to a boarding school!"

Duncan's Juvenile hall:

"Mail for you, Pyro." A large envelope was dropped in front of Duncan at the lunch table. A few of the other delinquents held back some giggles.

"Hm… this is interesting," Duncan mused as he examined the envelope. He stood and left the table to read the letter alone.

"Addams Academy?" his warden laughed when Duncan presented the letter. "If you don't get expelled from there, consider your time over."

"Well, then, I guess this prep school is going to be taken in a whole new direction," Duncan laughed.

Ezekiel's house:

"Heya, son!" his father called. "Ya about to get some real schooling. Pack your bags, cause you are going to a school that could git ya into college, or something."

"What?" Ezekiel questioned.

His father held up the letter, which he had opened and read. "Ya got a scholarship."

Noah's home:

"Ha, my intelligence has finally been realized," Noah celebrated upon receiving his letter. "I will now be going somewhere that I can be appreciated and reach my fullest potential. I've got to pack, oh, and how to fit all my books..."

Back to Chris:

"We would show you more, but those were the only ones we managed to catch on camera that were any good. Anyway, today, our previous campers are arriving to their new school, checking in, receiving the keys to their rooms, taking photos for their school IDs, and checking out a few of the activities that the school has to offer. Let's see where some of our students are before they know what is happening."

"Oh, cheerleading," Lindsey smiled and walked into a portion of the gymnasium with mats and that had girls in uniform demonstrating different cheers.

"Hello," a perky blonde with chin length hair smiled up at Lindsey. "Are you interested in trying out for our squad?"

"I'd love to," Lindsey smiled back.

"Well, there will be six practices, but you're only required to attend one but encouraged to attend more. And, in a week from tomorrow, at eleven o'clock, we have official try-outs." She handed a packet to Lindsey. "There's the schedule and some basic information, such as practices, and the benefits of joining the squad, as well as a form for you to fill out and turn in when you come to try-out."

"Thanks!" Lindsey said taking the packet.

"If you'd like to stay and observe, or to practice some moves you know, you're more than welcome to. My name is Marcy and I'm co-captain. You can come to me for any questions you may have."

"Cool!" Lindsey said and sat with a few other girls, watching the squad practice.

Trent was wandering the area of campus by the music building, until he spotted a circle of people, all having guitars, hand drums, or other smaller instruments. Awesome, he thought as he approached the circle.

"Welcome, newcomer," a boy in the middle said greeting Trent when he was noticed. "I see you carry a guitar. Would you like to join our music circle?"

"That'd be awesome," Trent said taking a seat between a girl with a fiddle and a boy with the bongos. He looked around the circle and noticed there was only one thing connection them all; they all liked music. The circle leader seemed to be a hippie, while the girl with the fiddle looked like she came from a barn. The rest of the circle was just as diverse.

"Would you like to introduce yourself and lead us in a song," the leader asked.

"Uh, sure," Trent nodded taking out his guitar. "My name is Trent, I play and write music."

"Oh, I knew you looked familiar," one girl on the other side of the circle jumped. "You were on Total Drama Island and you were one of the many victims of Heather's devious plans. Oh, I loved that show and I was so hoping you would win."

"Uh, thanks," Trent said. "Does anyone else know "Yesterday" by the Beatles?" Everyone nodded, so Trent began to play a few chord from the song and everyone joined in, singing, playing, or just clapping.

"Of course I'm a good candidate for the student government," Courtney argued with a few kids. "I have trained my life for things like this, and I was a shoe-in at my last school, but this academy will look much better on my college transcript."

"Well, even though you're new, and no one knows you, I guess you could try to be a candidate," one guy said handing her a packet of papers. "Don't be surprised when no one votes for you."

Courtney huffed and turned away with her packet.

"Oh, this place got a hip-hop club, no way," LeShawna smiled and approached the group of guys and girls dancing on one side of the quad.

"Hey, Sister," a girl waved LeShawna. She was thin and tall wearing her black hair in thin braids, and in an off the shoulder leopard print blouse and a short black skirt. "Ya'll has got to be new cause I know I would have seen you before. Love the hoops and outfit."

"Thanks," LeShawna smiled. "I'm LeShawna and yes, I am new here."

"Well, you can hang with us," the girl said. "I'm Tonnie, and we all are The Crew. You're perfect material for us."

"I already am loving this place!" LeShawna celebrated.

"Hi," Gwen said to a girl at the dorm she was staying in. "I'm here to check in and find my room."

A girl with chin length brown hair, green eyes, and dressed in a white blouse, black waist skirt, and four inch black stilettos smiled at her. "I'm Avery, and I'm your RA. You are either considered lucky or unfortunate, depending on your outlook, because you have a room all to yourself. All of your things will be brought up to the room over the course of the day, so why don't you go explore the campus and find some activities you'd like to join."

Cut back to Chris:

"Did I mention that we hand picked their RA out of hundreds who applied? She wasn't qualified, due to her record, to RA for any of the real housing dorms, so that made her a perfect candidate for us. She is fully aware of what is happening, and is going to be making more drama, if possible."

Back to Gwen:

"Um, I'm not really into clubs…"

"Oh, there has to be something that would catch your interest. There's a music circle, sports teams, student government, a poetry writers society…"

"Really?" Gwen asked. "Poetry? Where?"

"Go to the English building, the red building with white pillars, and inside one of the first floor rooms is where they usually meet."

"Cool," Gwen said. "I'll see you later, Avery."

Owen stood in the middle of the food court, staring in awe at all the different types of cuisines that he had to choose from. There was a pasta place, a deli, a bakery, a pizza parlor, a chicken place, and a general cafeteria that was all you can eat. He went for the all you can eat line.

Once he was swiped in, he grabbed a tray, and not bothering with plates, he began piling food onto his tray. He had hotdogs, burgers, vegetables, entire pies, and every type of food he came across. Once he had filled his tray, he sat at one of the tables inside the cafeteria so he could go back for seconds.

Walking into the food court just as Owen disappeared into the all you can eat line was Beth, who approached the deli and ordered a sandwich, using food points from her food plan. She took her sandwich and sat down by a group of girls. When she smiled at them, she didn't know that there was a piece of lettuce stuck in her braces and all the girls began to laugh.

Bridgette approached a group of people encouraging everyone to recycle, and to use less paper and stop drinking bottled water. "Miss, our plant is in danger."

"I know," Bridgette said. "Are you guys the environmentalist group?"

"We are part of it," the boy said. "Our new members are all meeting on the quad to receive information on how easily each person can make a difference."

"Cool," Bridgette smiled. "Could you point me in the direction?"

"Just follow the path," he said pointing at a paved pathway. "It will lead you to where you want to be."

Bridgette nodded and began following the path until she saw the people yelling to use less electricity and to drive hybrid cars (if driving is necessary). She approached the small crowd of kids. "Hey," a girl said approaching her. "You must be new." She handed Bridgette a sheet of things she could do to help the world all on her own. "I'm going to pair you up with another new comer." She turned around and tapped a black boy wearing a white beanie. "DJ, was it, I've found someone for you to work with."

"Bridgette?" DJ questioned.

"Oh my god, DJ!" Bridgette said. "What are you doing here?"

"I was offered a scholarship," DJ said.

Bridgette lifted an eyebrow. "Uh oh," she said. "So was I… and I thought I saw a camera crew just outside the gates."

"You don't think that Chris could be behind this," DJ said. Then he shook his head. "What are the chances it's coincidence?"

"Slim to none," Bridgette said. "I'm going to bet that we're not the only ones here."

"Hey, I just totally know where I recognize you guys from," the girl said. "You were on Total Drama Island. I was so hoping that Geoff would win. He was so hot!"

"Uh…" Bridgette tried to say something.

"How about we go spread the message," DJ said, grabbing Bridgette's arm and pulling her to a different part of the campus. "We need to find out if anyone else is here," he said once they had broken free from the environmentalist pack.

"Oooh, Katie, I can't believe we're here together," Sadie said as they approached the check-in just inside the gates of the school.

"Oh, Sadie, you know I would never have come if you weren't coming too," Katie replied.

"I hope we are rooming together because I couldn't stand it if we were separated," Sadie said.

"That's exactly what I was going to say," Katie said.

"I'm so glad we're BFFFLs," Sadie said.

"Me too!" Katie agreed.

"Names please?" the woman at the table asked when they arrived.

"Katie and Sadie," they said together.

The woman looked at them until they gave her their last names as well. "Ah, you'll be living in Portman Hall, Katie in room 12 and Sadie in room 10." The eyes of the two girls began to widen in horror. They would be in different rooms? The woman spotted this and smiled. "You'll be next door to one another, and most students don't like to live with their best friend, but live close. I mean, if you're with one another twenty-four seven, you'll probably get on one another's nerves. This way, you'll have a little space between the two of you." The woman held out a packet for each of them. Just attach the blue labels in your packet to each piece of your luggage and it will all be transferred to your room as you explore the campus and look for clubs."

Geoff was in the main gym, checking out the different sports and trying to decide which sports he would try-out for. He had already been by the football table, the soccer table, and the basketball table. As he approached the wrestling stand, he stopped in horror as he saw someone he thought he would never see again. Eva was threatening one of the coaches. "Just because I am female doesn't mean I cannot wrestle," her voice dripped with venom practically.

"Actually," another very familiar voice said just behind Geoff, "girls are not as strong as males, and therefore, any male could beat any female." Geoff turned around, and sure enough, Ezekiel was standing there.

"You want to repeat that, Shrimp?" Eva questioned dropping the coach and pushing past Geoff. She hauled Ezekiel off the ground with one hand and lifted him to her face.

"Oh, uh, Eva…" Ezekiel visibly swallowed. "I, uh, didn't know it was you…"

"Yeah, well it is," she growled.

"Uh, Eva," Geoff said taking a step closer, but careful not to touch her. "You and I both know that different girls can be just as smart and physically talented as guys," he spoke slowly and carefully. "You would, no doubt, make an excellent addition to the wrestling team. Now, just put Ezekiel down and know that he's wrong."

"But, Geoff, we both know I'm not wrong," Ezekiel said.

Eva yelled and threw Ezekiel across the room and through the double doors, into the cheerleading practice, with a loud roar.

"Of course, we could always use diversity on the team," the coach said holding out an information sheet to Eva.

"Did you hear that?" Bridgette turned to DJ.

"Yeah, that sounded just like…"

"Eva," they said together.

"Okay, now I know this isn't just coincidence," Bridgette said. "This is totally a set-up."

"Oh, Ezekiel, do you want to join the cheer squad too?" Lindsey asked as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

"No, that's a girls' sport," he said standing up.

The practice stopped and all the girls turned to him. "I'll have you know," the best of the cheerleaders said taking a step toward him, "that cheerleaders are some of the strongest, and most coordinated athletes there are. We have to do complicated routines, lift and throw people into their air, and shout and smile, all at the same time. Now, do you have a problem with us?"

"Well, all girls are weak," Ezekiel said.

The girl turned to Lindsey. "You know this slime-ball, new girl?"

"Yeah, we were on Total Drama Island together," Lindsey said. "Actually, now that I think about it, it's weird that we ended up in the same school."

"Hey, Ezekiel," Geoff opened the doors into the cheerleading area. "I'm just here to make sure you're alive… Lindsey?"

"Oh, wow, Geoff, you are going here too?"

"Now, I know this cannot be a coincidence," Geoff muttered to himself. "There is no way that Lindsey has the academic record to go here." Just then, Bridgette and DJ opened the far door to the gymnasium, having followed the sound of Eva's roar. Bridgette and Geoff immediately caught one another's eyes and a short love melody suddenly played that no one seemed to notice. "Bridgette!" Geoff yelled. "DJ! Man, this is more what I'm talking about." He quickly crossed the mats and pulled Bridgette into a deep kiss for a minute. After they released he and DJ shared a man hug/shoulder pat thing. "Man, I'm so glad you guys are here. It's been forever since I've seen you."

"You saw us two weeks ago at Owen's yacht party," Bridgette said, grabbing onto his arm and holding his hand.

"Owen, where is the big lug?" Geoff questioned.

"Probably wherever there is food," Lindsey said approaching the group.

"Oh, food, I am starvin', right I am," Ezekiel said.

"I guess we should try to figure out everyone who is actually here," Bridgette said. "Do you guys know where you're staying?"

"Uh, Portman Hall," DJ said.

"Yo, Man, me too," Geoff said.

"Wow, what a coincidence, so am I," Lindsey.

"Me too," Bridgette said. "What room are you in, Lindsey?"

"Room twelve," Lindsey said. "Are we roommates?"

"No, I'm in room five," Bridgette said. "So, uh, who's going to go get Eva?"

"My vote is DJ," Geoff said pointing at his friend. "All those in favor, say aye."

"Aye," three voices said immediately.

"Well, DJ, we'll be waiting right here for you," Bridgette said inching him forward.

"It was good knowing you, man," Geoff said.

DJ sighed and ventured into the gymnasium. Ten minutes later, he returned, unharmed, with Eva and Tyler in tow, as well on some information on several sports he used to play.

"Tyler, man, good to see you," Geoff greeted.

"Hey, Taylor," Lindsey said with a little wave and a smile.

"It's Tyler," Tyler said smiling at her.

"Hello, Bridgette," Eva said, her eyes narrowed. "So, I hear you're rooming in five Portman Hall."

"Uh, well, yes," Bridgette said.

"I guess that means we'll be roommates," Eva said, an evil smile growing on her lips.

Cut to Chris:

"Oh, yeah, we had Avery arrange their rooms so that more drama would occur."

Cut to quad:

"Hey," one girl said. "It looks like someone just dove from that plane."

Everyone looked up, eyes wide, as a figure was quickly descending toward the ground. Suddenly, with about one hundred yards left to fall, a glider opened and the red-headed figure began to spiral as she got closer and closer to the ground, landing awkwardly on the front statue.

"Hey, everyone," Izzy called out. "Wasn't that awesome?"

"Izzy," Noah yelled, peeved that she was at his new school. "What are you doing here?"

"I got a scholarship to go here," Izzy said. Slowly, several bags with parachutes attached began to land around the quad.

"Uh, there is no way a respected institution such as this one would even consider you for enrollment," Noah insisted.

"No, we think Chris did," Bridgette said walking past him. "Izzy grab your bags and catch us at the food court, okay?"

"Sure thing," Izzy replied.

"What are you guys doing here?" Noah asked. Tyler and Geoff just grabbed his arms and began to drag him along with them.

"Oh, wow, Heather, your hair grows really fast," Izzy said when Heather turned around just as Izzy arrived at the check-in desk. "Wasn't is still really short at Owen's yacht party?"

"Izzy?" Heather's eyes widened. "And for your information, my hair is still short. It's called a wig, and a damn expensive one."

"Well, it looks just like your real hair," Izzy said. "Except less split ends. Hi, I'm new, my name is Izzy."

About two hours later, all the campers from Camp Wawanakwa had gathered in the center of the food court.

"Are we sure everyone single one of us is here? Heather said, repulsed.

"Every single one of the twenty-two campers is here," Noah said matter-of-factly.

"Good," a voice rang out. "Hi, Gwen, nice to see you again. And for those of you that haven't dropped by the dorm yet, I am Avery, and I will be your RA. Luckily for you, you only have to deal with Chris when it has to do with your weekend activities. For those of you that try to weasel out of the weekend activities, Chris and Chef Hatchet will grade it. So, if you skip out on a lot of them, your GPA will be affected. Now, if you'll all follow me, we can go to Portman Hall and you guys can all set-up before I go over rules of conduct. And then we're all be getting fitted for our uniforms."

"Uniforms?" Duncan asked. "No one said anything about uniforms."

"Well, in the pamphlet that you received, you may have noticed that everyone is wearing the same outfit essentially," Noah said

"Yeah, I didn't open that thing once," Duncan said.

"How can you make an informed decision without researching the school," Courtney asked.

"It got me out of juvey," Duncan said with a shrug. "That was good enough for me."

"The thought that you'd have contact with more than your cell mates was probably enough," Heather said.

"If I known you were going to be here, I would have brought my Bitch-B-Gone."

"Duncan, that is entirely inappropriate," Courtney said.

"But true," Gwen and LaShawna said in unison.

Cut to Chris:

"Well, once again, the campers of Camp Wawanakwa are reunited for the first time since Owen's yacht party. Will romances from the summer burn brighter or be snuffed out? And what about all the students they now have to deal with as well? Will they all be able to survive the school year, or will end up dropping out? Find out as we track their every move with the hundreds of camera around the campus."


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