A/N: Alright, let it be said that total drama island is defiantly not mine, because if it were, Courtney would be replaced my myself, Duncan would go multiple episodes without a shirt or pants, Geoff would get his act together and just ask out Bridgette, and there would be a massive amount of make-out scenes. So, with further waiting, enjoy my one-shot of Geoff and Bridgette, because writing about Courtney/ Duncan makes me hurt inside.
His lips quiver with un-said words as he watches her swim. The body of his beautiful Bridgette flows effortlessly around the currents of water, and he finds himself thinking of how much she looks like a mermaid. He wishes he had a camera, so he could forever freeze her beauty, just freeze this moment…
Geoff's feelings remain bottled, forever corked with obtuse shyness. His actions say nothing more than friendship, except for the badly crafted heart change holder (which a mentally slaps himself for on a daily basis).
Geoff wasn't normally like this. He was the wild child, the laid-back one. He went with the flow. He didn't stress over girls, he didn't obsess over the possibilities or romance. Now his mind was forever thinking of pale green eyes and light blonde hair…
"Geoff!" Bridgette calls, waving to him from the water. "Come swim with me!"
His heart skips multiple beats, and he jumps up. "Okay, Bridge!" He calls back with the excitement of a puppy. He rips off his shirt and runs toward the dock, still wearing his usual jean shorts. With a pang of sheepishness, he imagines he had a wagging tail.
He throws himself off the dock and into the waters icy holds. Together, the two blondes twist and turn together with the water, laughing and screaming, and relishing in the fact that they are, together (not in a couples term of course, although that is what Geoff wants…).
Hours later they sit on the dock, laughing and watching the sunset. He feels Bridgette's arm brush his, and he wishes time would hold still, to capture this moment forever.
Bridgette is talking, but he can't focus on what she's saying. He's too busy watching her lips (those precious, luscious, beautiful lips) form perfect words, and he watches with surprising elation as her tongue forms his name.
"… Geoff? Are you even listening?" She asked suddenly, and he awakes from his trance with a jolt. He can taste the annoyance in her voice.
"Hm? What was that Bridge?" He asks quickly. She raises her eyebrow, but repeats her sentence.
"I was just saying, I'm really glad I came here. I'm really glad I met you." She blushes, and Geoff realizes he has leant in so close he can count her eyelashes.
"I'm really glad I met you, too." He blushes back.
"Cool." They both jump, because someone (he suspects Gwen) has just called her name.
"Bridgette! We need your help! The door just fell of the freaking cabin!" Gwen wails, and Bridgette chuckles as they both get to their feet.
"Ah, I gotta go." Bridgette laughs, and Geoff can't think of a more beautiful sound in the world. "Any way, I enjoyed our date." She continues.
Whoa, wait… Did dudette just say it was a date?
"Eh… Wah?" Geoff murmurs, incapable of coherent speech. Bridgette laughs again as he Geoff goes beet red.
"Bye, Geoff." She laughs, before leaning up and kissing him lightly on the lips. Geoff freezes, because he has only dreamt of the moment all freaking summer…
And before he can say anything, or kiss her back for that matter, she runs off, shouting, "Calm down! We can fix the freaking door!"
If Geoff knew she was going to be voted off two days later, he probably would have run after her.
A/N: Alright, that's said and done. This was a missing moment, because I don't believe that Geoff would miss out on his first kiss with Bridge just because she smelt really bad. Well, R&R! And let me know if you have anymore ideas for missing moments or other one shots, because if so, I might make this into a chapter story. Cheers! : )