A/N: Here it is! The sequel to "In It to Win It?"! Join Julie once again for a rather rousing reunion with a HUGE surprise at the end! So pop some popcorn, make a smoothie, sit in a recliner, it's time to start the sequel! This starts the day after Owen has won his 100 Gs. Read and review!

Disclaimer: I do not own TDI or the soon-to-be TDA. I own the laptop and TV where I get information and watch the show though!

The next day, EVERYONE was at Playa des Losers, and we were having a decent time. Okay, so Chef was keeping us away from the grill, the buffet was basically unapproachable due to the craziness that is Owen and Izzy, I couldn't talk to Katie and Sadie because they were entranced by Justin, who was now speaking, Noah was nowhere in sight, I wasn't going to even try approach Harold, Courtney, or Duncan (who were, once again, on horrible speaking terms), and Bridgette and Geoff were making out. I was dressed in my green floral bikini. Cody and Tyler were playing Frisbee, so for the first time since I had told them I wasn't from their dimension, I talked.

"Can I play some Frisbee with you guys?" Everyone fell silent, even Bridgette and Geoff stopped making out. They were looking to Tyler and Cody for an answer. Cody was first to talk.

"Yeah totally!" He seemed very enthusiastic too. I let out a sigh of relief.

"All right!" I punched the air with my fist. I ran to an unoccupied far end of the pool, and we started playing again. Just like in the other Frisbee game I played back on the island; I showed everyone I was still good, making daredevil catches and even cooler throws. I threw it back to Cody one time, and then he threw the Frisbee to Tyler right before Cody fell into the water trying to imitate one of my moves. Of course, Tyler didn't catch it, and in attempting to catch it, he ran right into a lamppost.

"Oh my God! He could be hurt!" Everyone was still carrying on with their usual business. "Hello?! Ugh, forget it!" I ran over to Tyler and helped him back up. "You're okay right?"

"Yeah. Just fine!" He got up and started walking away.

"Tell Cody I won't play anymore." I looked around. I decided to go over to Owen and Izzy. I mean, I had nothing better to do.

"95!" Izzy shouted as she stuffed another marshmallow into her mouth. I saw a soda can in her hand, and she drank it, letting out a big belch. Owen cheered for her, calling her a marshmallow goddess. Apparently, Eva was in this contest too. "37's not bad Eva!" I started to back away slowly, into the pool. Bad choice. "Besides, with a little practice, you'll be burping like—" And she let out the loudest burp I have ever heard in my life, so loud that it created waves in the pool big enough to carry me, Lindsay, and Beth to the other side of the pool. I was cheering the whole way because it was so much fun.

"Oh my God! I have got to ride on a wave like that again!"

"You're crazy right?" Gwen asked. "That was a loud burp!"

"Okay, so maybe I'll want to experience that when I'm in college, but that was still pretty cool." I turned around to see Harold flexing his absent muscles for Leshawna.

"Hi Leshawna."

"Hey there sugar baby! MMMMmmmm, you got game baby! Been working out?" She was checking him out. It made me barf—in my mind of course!

"You noticed." He jumped into Leshawna's arms, and then she got surprised. "These are for you." He held out a bouquet of yellow flowers.

"Listen, Harold, I got to talk to you about all that." She set him down. "See…you and me?"

"Uh huh." Harold replied enthusiastically.

"On the dock? I just got all…emotional back there. You know, with the elimination and all, I think we moved WAY TOO FAST."

"Oh. Okay." Harold looked down, rejected. And about time too! "So can I still talk to you and stuff?"

"Harold, you are the funkiest, baddest, strangest white boy I have ever met. You and me are like THIS." She held up her fingers crossed.

"All right! So you wanna go behind the bushes and make out?" I slapped myself on the forehead and shook my head.

"Did you not hear one word I said?! Look, I gotta go." Leshawna walked off to us, entirely pissed.

"I'll win you over Leshawna! I love you!" Harold called out to her.

"I think the best thing about this stupid game was meeting the three of you." Gwen looked at all of us (Trent, Leshawna, and I).

"I feel the same way." Trent said.

"No doubt." Leshawna added.

"Definitely." I replied.

"I can't wait for you to meet my buds back home." Gwen took out some photos and showed them to us. "This is Marilyn." Marilyn was a pink haired girl with a pixie cut. "Pixie Corpse." Another girl with long blue hair with one of the meanest glares I had ever seen. "And Reaper." He had spiked black hair, heavy eyeliner, and green lipstick on. Before I could even voice my opinion, Cody skipped the Frisbee over water to Tyler, but it hit Tyler in the head and sent him into the water. Owen caught the Frisbee instead. This time, DJ went to the rescue, but Tyler ended up pulling DJ out of the water. I moved out of the way of Tyler and DJ, and I left to get changed into some clothes. After I finished getting changed, I started walking around. It didn't take me long to find a good conversation to eavesdrop on though.

"Ew. Duncan, stop it!" A nagging voice chided. Of course, it was Courtney. I found a chaise to relax on, put my Ray-Bans on, and closed my eyes so I could listen to them without them knowing.

"Why so uptight hot stuff? What happened to that crazy chick that raided the camp kitchen?" She died a while back Duncan! I thought she would say. Instead, she gave an indignant huff.

"I'm over this stupid show. I lost the competition, my pathetic lawyer lost my lawsuit, and now I just want to go home and study for my LSATs and work my class president campaign."

"Wow, hello downer!" Duncan replied. I was thinking the exact same thing. "Come on relax, it's almost over. I thought you'd be happy."

"I am happy!" she yelled. I sat up in my chaise and took off my shades and sat them neatly on my head. Time to stir up a little drama for the cameras that were rolling.

"As if!" I scoffed and stood up. I walked over to Courtney. "We all know that you're not happy, so don't lie to us!" I flipped my short hair, which had only grown a little bit since the torture challenge.

"YOU WERE EAVESDROPPING?!" She practically screamed.

"As a matter of fact, I was. While I was trying to nap in that chaise, I had to hear YOUR INCESSANT WHINING ABOUT LOSING! YOU LOST, GET OVER IT! Besides, it's—oh no."

"What?" Duncan asked.

"SHIT! FUCKING HELL! I FORGOT!"

"SPIT IT OUT ALREADY JULIE!" Everyone shouted. I turned around. Even Heather was there.

"FINE PRINT!" I covered my mouth, hoping Chris wouldn't hear. I brought Courtney and Duncan into a huddle with me and whispered furiously. "The fine print states that if the show garners high ratings and enough popularity, we can all be bound to another season!"

"Oh no! NO way! I did not sign up for that!" Duncan yelled.

"You did! And there's no way out! This is bad! Really bad!"

"Well, what do you propose to DO about it?" Courtney asked.

"There's nothing we CAN do about it. We're going to have to live by it. I think there might be one more thing in store for us."

"And how right you are!" Chris was standing behind Courtney, which made Courtney jump—right into Duncan's arms. As soon as she realized this, she leapt away from him. Chris started walking away from us, and then I noticed what he was holding: a silver suitcase, like the ones they use in Deal or No Deal to keep things in, suitcases that store MONEY! Oh boy, am I in for the ride of my life.

Me: Oh goody! Isn't this fun?! We're all here together again, and having a good time!

Duncan: It's a riot Lane. A riot.

Heather: This better be worth all of the trouble he's caused us.

Julie: We're in huge trouble, aren't we?

Me: Oh...you'll see very soon...hehehe.

Gwen: WE'RE in trouble.