I don't own Total Drama.
Ugh, where am I? I wondered as I sat up in bed, rubbing my temples. My head was killing me. I seldom woke up with a headache – unless I'd spent the night doing something stupid, which didn't frequently happen. The world seemed fuzzy, but it didn't take me long to figure out where I was.
On a bunk.
In a cabin.
Back at Camp Wawanakwa.
This was like a nightmare in itself.
Oh yippee, back here again. I thought to myself miserably.
Sighing, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and rested my feet on the cold wooden floorboards of our old, dilapidated cabin. For a moment, I just sat, facing the room and trying to clear my head.
Why is my head pounding?
My eyes widened when I noticed someone on the other side of the room, on one of the other bunks. Was that a girl? Why was a girl sleeping over in our cabin? I stood up to see if she was sharing her bunk with anyone. She was alone. And so were all of the other girls on all the other bunks.
Putting my hand on my forehead, I wondered if I had spent the night doing something really uncharacteristic of me and ended up sharing a bunk with a girl.
But turning around, I found that I'd slept alone as well.
"Weird." I muttered to myself.
Something about my voice made me stop and think.
It took me a moment to place what was wrong. My voice was too high. Instead of sounding sufficiently male, my sarcastic tone was uncomfortably high pitched.
An uncomfortable look on my face, I hurried to get dressed, only to discover that my chest had become rather developed overnight. And it was then that I realized that it wasn't just my voice that had changed.
"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
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