After she was voted off.

beccalovesbumblebee- I do not own anything from the Total drama series. I am writing this mainly because I believe more people should ship Lindsay, and Owen. Two blondes. TRIGGER WARNING(For later chapters): Cutting, Bullying, and/or Hazing. I thought of this after Lindsay was voted off first in the fifth season. SPOILER ALERT! Whoops too late... Anyways. TWO BLONDES. Texts are in italics.

Two blondes, or Chapter one.

Before she went back to camp.

Owen was disappointed when they he heard that Chris had actually got a contract for season five. That wasn't the disappointing part... The part that disappointed Owen was that they didn't call him back while they called back Duncan, Gwen, Heather, Cameron, Zoey, Mike, Lightning, Jo, and Sierra(plus a few others). He was glad they were going back, but he honestly didn't want any of them to win. The only person he could root for was Lindsay.

After season one Owen, and Lindsay talked constantly. Owen knew, and understood how people treated Lindsay. She had told him on many occasions that she knew that people made fun of her. she knew what they were saying, and she felt ashamed that she was slow. Lindsay always took a little longer to catch on to things, than most people. So Owen was always patient with her, and explained what she didn't understand.

Lindsay called him after she found out she was being chosen by Chris for season five at Camp Wawanakwa. She was so excited, and Owen knew that she expected that he was coming back with her.

"Owen!" She yelled when he answered the phone. "Chris just called me! He wants me to come back to Summer Camp for season five!"

"They are having season five? No way." Owen tried to sound surprised for Lindsay.

"Will you be coming back with me?" Lindsay asked.

Owen shook his head. He knew she was going to ask that. "No, Lindsay. Chris never called me." He trailed off.

Lindsay's breathing wavered nervously. "Really?" She sounded heartbroken. "Heather is coming back... Owen I don't know if I can face her on my own." Owen knew she was beginning to cry just from the sound of her voice.

"Listen to me Lind," Owen paused, as his phone vibrated in his hand letting him know that a text had just come in. "I won't be there, but I will be watching you. You need to go, and you will win."

Lindsay's breathing still wavered, but Owen knew she was nodding. She didn't quite understand that Owen couldn't see her shaking her head.

"Alright Owen," Lindsay muttered.

"I am rooting for you Lind," Owen said. "When do you have to report to the Camp?"

"Chris said in a week. I don't know how I am going to deal with you not being there with me. Heather will be there, and she is already being mean to me again..." Lindsay said trailing off as silent tears ran down her face.

"I will be watching Lindsay," Owen promised. "It will be just like I am there with you."

"Okay Owen," Lindsay muttered slowly. "I am going to start packing. Text me."

"Alright,"Owen said before he hung up the phone. He opened the text message. It was from Lindsay, it was a forward message. He opened the message not expecting to see what he read.

Fwd: You stupid pigfaced girl. I will see you at Camp. I can't believe you actually thought I was your friend. Why would Chris bring back your stupid ass?

Lind was that from Heather?

Yes... I meant to tell you that, but I forgot.

She has been sending you texts again?

She never stopped.

Well Lindsay Heather is just a bitch. She needs to leave you alone. Why don't you just ignore her? Can you do that?

I have tried Owen, but she still doesn't stop. I didn't reply to her and she has sent me more texts.

Just don't respond to her. Delete her messages. Don't read them just delete them.

Okay. She will be at the camp how will I be able to live at camp with her.

Lindsay don't worry. Just stick with someone, and with any luck Heather will be on the other team.

I hope you are right.

Don't worry Lindsay. Someone at the camp will stick up for you if Heather starts her shit with you.

Alright Owen. I get it. I'm not worried anymore.

That's good Lind. It is getting late... You should probably go to sleep.

Good Night Owen.

Goodnight Lind.

Owen knew that Lindsay wouldn't be going to sleep easily tonight. He laid down in bed after plugging his phone in.

Lindsay laid down on her bed. Her phone plugged in on the nightstand. It went off every few minutes. She laid there for an hour trying to relax, but her phone kept vibrating. She knew it wasn't Owen. He had told her to go to bed, so she was going to. Her phone began to ring, and she was afraid to look at the number as she picked up the phone it was Owen.

"Owen?" Lindsay answered in confusion.

"Yes, it's me. Turn your phone off," Owen answered her. "I texted you, but you didn't respond so I am assuming Heather was texting you nonstop since you laid down."

Lindsay nodded involuntarily. "I have been trying to ignore it, but it is hard."

"I know, Lindsay. Just turn your phone off, and then you can get to sleep," Owen said.

"Okay Owen," Lindsay muttered. "Thank you for being my friend."

"Your welcome Lindsay," Owen said. "I will talk to you tomorrow. Turn off your phone. Goodnight." .
"Night." Lindsay hung up the phone, and then turned her phone off. She laid down slowly, and eventually went to sleep.

She thought about the "friends" she thought she had Heather was one of them. Along with Beth, who at some point decided that Heather, and her nonexistent boyfriend were more important, than Lindsay. Beth joined in with Heather, and helped her make the blonde's life hell. They taunted her, and made fun of her constantly. They called her stupid like most people did. When she was at the camp most of the other campers ignored her. It was only after she was voted off of the island that Lindsay finally realised that Heather was using her to win.

Lindsay woke up as the light filtered through her blinds. She stretched until her elbows popped, and knees clicked before she reached for her phone. She powered it on, and waited for it to load her sim card, and messages. Her phone began to vibrate like her phone was ringing. It started, then stopped, and repeated itself for a long time. When she looked at her phone she had a hundred if not more messages from Heather, Beth, and even a few from Courtney. There were too many for her to delete all at once. She had to open the conversations, when she looked at them what was said effected her. Lindsay cried, and felt the urge to throw her phone across the room.

The only thing that kept her from doing it was Owen. If she broke her phone she would lose all contact she had with him. She had tried memorizing his number, but she always remembered it wrong.

With shaky hands she called her one true friend Owen. She knew it was early for him, but she knew he would answer.

"Hello Lind? Is everything alright?" Owen's groggy voice answered her.

"They didn't stop Owen," Lindsay cried.

"Lindsay, know that they can't hurt you. Okay what they say to you is wrong. They are wrong Lind. You are a beautiful girl, with smoking boobs, and a beautiful face. You are smart Lindsay in your own way, and people just don't accept that. I am your friend, and I am rooting for you to win that million dollars," Owen said. Lindsay's tears dried, and she began to feel some better about herself. "Don't let what they say get to you. They are just jealous."

BLB: Next chapter will be her at Wawanakwa. *winks*