Total Drama Revenge of the Island My Point Of View

Ok, this story contains spoilers! Rated K+. I don't own anything except for my OC character Keera and BLAH BLAH BLAH! I THINK YOU GET THE POINT.

After a while of pinching myself, I knew I wasn't dreaming, but instead, competing on the new season of Total Drama! Failing the social part of the game wouldn't have been such a surprise (I'm not even good at the social part of life) but I knew I still had a chance at winning this game. Didn't everybody?

I was a bit mad at my obsession over poetry, although I thought I found somebody much weirder. On another part of the boat was a peaceful looking girl who wore a green long sleeved shirt, a skirt with leggings, and had blond hair that hung down her back. As much as I kind of wished I looked like her, I didn't want to be her. She was meditating and I overheard her talking about auras, whatever that is.

I don't know why I looked down at myself again. Doing that only reminded me that my first impression would usually stay the same throughout the game. I was wearing my favorite dark blue half long sleeved shirt, but to somebody like this girl who looked like Snookie, it was probably the only thing left in my closet. And my eyes were the only reason I got side bangs instead of keeping my boring flat brown hair. My hair would always cover those grey dull eyes and they still do now as I write this. It's a shame they must stay this way forever unlike those lucky people whose eyes change color every day.

Although I must say, it was a nice day for reading one of my favorite romance poetry books. I read it three times and every time it was read by me, I wondered how I still wasn't sick of it. Besides, it was always obvious that no guy would ever like me, nobody really liked me at all, but it was always nice reading about love in rhymes! As I continued reading, I felt a light tap on my shoulder and when I turned around, I finally saw someone who just might be friendly.

"Hi!" She said smiling, "Whatcha reading?" Finally! I thought, somebody who cares…better pinch myself again.

"It's one of my favorite poetry books! It's got pages and pages of beautiful words and descriptions of what sounds like wonderful places to be with a special man!" I said excitingly but suddenly realizing that this red headed girl would stop caring right when I said the word "poetry." She gave me one of those, "Oh that's great, I'm going to pretend I like you," smiles and continued.

"Well…my name is Zoey," said the girl now named Zoey.

"I'm Keera," I said, my excited smile completely gone and back to the way it was before.

"So you say you like romance poetry?" I nodded shyly. "Cause it looks like that guy to your right is staring at you! I think his name is Scott." She laughed which to her might have been friendly, but to me a bit annoying. I looked to my right and had the completely opposite thought when I saw the guy whose head was facing the ocean, but his eyes looked like they were glaring at me; surprise, surprise. He had spiky ginger hair and a few freckles on his cheeks. He wore a white tank and his jeans were really baggy, and if Zoey had thought that if he was glaring at me it meant he was into me, then lots of guys must have "checked me out" for years!

"You mean Ginger?" I asked trying to act clueless. "Oh I wouldn't be too sure about that." I quickly looked around and saw another guy next to Zoey gazing at the ocean and found a way to get her to stop talking to me. "But Gazer over there looks like he's into you…maybe you should talk to him."

Zoey giggled, "Well…OK!" She turned towards Gazer as Chris was introducing us all. At the end of his little introduction, I knew something was wrong. I tried to figure out what it was, but it was too late. The boat had exploded and the rest of the cast and I were in the water.

Swimming wasn't that hard, but it was hard when everyone started talking to each other on the beach, and Ginger just had to choose me to talk to. "Hey Poetry Freak, people who are going to play the game stay here. Book worms like you should be swimming back home."

Just ignore him, just ignore him, just ignore him, oh son of a biscuit I want to punch the dude! "Will you bother somebody else…you…" But just before I could say the dirty word, Chris began to speak into the loudspeaker.

"Alright campers, there will be a race to determine your teams, but be careful of the wild life there!"

Just then, there was a loud roar that soon knocked down many trees in the forest, and we all began to run. Like any girl (let's pretend that's true) right when I started to run, I tripped but saw Scott and hoped he would give me a hand. "Hey you," I shouted, "can you help me up?"

He stopped and held out his hand for me to grab. But just when I could reach it, Scott took his hand back and gave a devious smile. "Psych!" Why couldn't I just help myself up like a normal person, I thought standing up to get back in the race. After a while with pain in my legs, I finally crossed the finish line.

"Yo, Rhyme," shouted Chris in his annoying tone, "you're in team B." I looked at the people who I would possibly hate for a while until the last of them showed up.

"…My uncle Bill won the New York marathon four times, because marathons were proposed by my great great…uhhhh." Thank gosh she fainted!

"You," Chris continued, "will be on team A."

"What the heck with that thing in the forest?" Scott shouted looking scared out of his mind.

"I think it's your mother, Ginger" I mocked.

"You think that's an insult? That's possible!" Wow, that was actually kind of…funny! I giggled behind my hand, ashamed of thinking this was funny and hoping that Zoey wouldn't see. But I soon figured out that hope didn't really do much for me. I quickly stopped laughing and started to pay attention to Chris.

"Don't worry, everything will make sense eventually. !" Invader Zim, great to see you again, "Also, just thought you might all want to know that somebody will be voted off in each episode."

"What?" Zoey gasped, "But it's never been that hard before!

"I know, but since you guys are all first timers, I'm going to hide these things," Chris said holding up a wooden statue of his head, "If you play this thing, you can come back into the game even if you get voted off! Is the clef on my chin really that big?"

"Yep," Scott smiled, "and it looks like a butt." So true, I thought.

"Ok, now to give you your team names…"

"TEAM LIGHTNING! NO WAIT, LIGHTNINGS SQUAD," the over achiever shouted. I have an idea, "Lightning shut up!" I thought, glaring at the other team.

"Well no, I already have your team names, team A, you will be known as the Toxic Rats! Team B, you will be known as the Mutant Maggots!"

There was a long pause of silence until Gazer finally broke it, "Uh what's with all references having to do with chemical waste?" But almost as if those were the magic words, the loud roar we heard a while ago came again knocking down even more trees.

"IT'S THE MONSTER!" Little Weakling shouted, terrified as Zoey and Gazer hugged each other with fear, or maybe Zoey was flirting with him…I wouldn't know! But coming from the bush was not what we were expecting at all.

"Jockette frowned, "Hey! It's just a stupid squirrel!"

"Awww…AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" Pink screamed when the squirrel didn't blink up and down, but instead side to side

Aura Girl spoke up, "Oh my gosh! What's wrong with it?"

"Ever since we left the island, we rented it out to a Bio-hazardous waste dump family. Sweet people. But it seemed to affect a few of the animals."

"Weird…I WANT ONE!" I guess the squirrel wasn't that into that plan so it roared into her face causing her to jump into Game Boy's arms. He seemed amused.

"Now, before we start the first challenge of the season, let's give out some rewards. Jo, since you got here before anyone else, your team gets a trampoline, and the rats get a hack saw! What do these items have to do with this bomb?"

"Uh…he won't blow us up again will he?" asked Gazer to Zoey.

"Or will I? Those are your team totems," he said pointing up, "You need to cut them down and ride them down the river and back to the camp grounds. First team there gets first pick of the cabins. But hurry, because attached to your totem pole is a bomb that will explode if you don't put them in front of your cabin in seven minutes…starting now!"

Jockette jumped off a rock onto the trampoline and shouted," WE'RE GOING TO WIN THIS!" But when she hit the trampoline, it caused her to kind of go a "little bit" not where she planned.

Perfect time to be sarcastic, I thought as I lifted my arm in the air and put on a fake smile. "YEAH, CAUSE WE'RE SO TOTALLY AWESOME LIKE OMG!" Sarcasm and poetry, my two favorite things; people shall never be added to that list.

After that, it was Snookie's turn to epically fail, although it was her who had the idea in the first place. Little Weakling was trying to do some sort of math I never cared about that would help us win, but Snookie pushed him out of the way. "Enough of this math, I'm taking a shot at this!"

"But I calculated for Jo's wait and…"

"No, no, let her go, let me be amused," I said cutting off Little Weakling. Snookie jumped off the rock and probably would have been able to get up there…if she hadn't bounced right off of the totem and then repeat and repeat until Jockete pushed the trampoline away and made her have a hard fall on the ground.

Next up was Military Fail. He actually had a good start, until I learned one of the reasons I called him Military Fail. When he reached the totem pole, he hung onto this knife thingy (yes, a thingy) that was attached to the totem. "AH! HELP ME DOWN! HELP ME DOWN!"

"Hey Military Fail! Below you is this wonderful creation that Chatter Box's parents or whatever must have invented. Most of us like to call it a trampoline and it will rescue you from your little emergency if you let go," I snickered.

"Oh no this isn't good…YEEAWWEA…JUST CUT THE DANG ROPE ALREADY!"

"That's what we're trying to do Mike!" Snookie said angrily.

"THE NAME'S CHESTER FOR YOUR INFORMATION, MISSY!"

I was starting to wonder what Zoey saw in that guy, and she must have been thinking the same thing. "Um…excuse me?" I love watching failed love. I figured that it couldn't happen to me, so I made fun of others.

"BACK IN THE OLD DAYS WE WOULD THROW STONES," shouted Mike, Chester, whatever…as he threw a rock at the rope, but unaware of the "monster" that he hit instead. !#$%^!

But just when we thought we were going to get killed by this squirrel, it cut down the rope bringing down our totem using its lazar eyes! We were in the lead at first until we sort of found a waterfall…again, !#$%^! , I thought as we fell, but ended up on land with the rats ahead.

I leaned so far forward to go faster that I felt like I was about to just fall, kind of like what Zoey did to get Mike to grab her…at least I thought she was flirting with him.

Sometimes I feel like I'm in a cartoon, maybe I am, but times when our log and the good cabin explodes and there's no damage on me what so ever, and we end up winning the challenge because of some loop hole, I feel kind of fake. Guess what happened…

Sitting on my bed under Zoey's, she came down from the top and decided to have some "fun" with me. Apparently we have to different definitions of fun, because it seems more like she was annoying me while I could have been reading poetry!

"HEY GIRL! OMG! Did you see how Mike grabbed me when I fell off the totem? I think he might actually like me! What if he doesn't? Oh gosh you've got to help me!"

"Why me?"

"Uh…duh, that's what friends are for right?" If this is what it means to have a friend, I'm glad I never had one all my life. This is going to be a long season.

THE END :D!

Authors note:

I hope you liked it! I heard lots don't like OCs so you might as well leave now if that's you, because she's going to be narrating the entire thing. Well, I guess I just lost some people…that is if people are even reading this. And if you are still reading this, then don't expect me to have every single word exact. It gets kind of old if you ask me. Also, I probably won't be talking about every single challenge in description, because I'm sure you've watched some of the episodes. And if not, might I ask why you bothered searching this? DoubleB321FTW in the house!