A/N: So I said I was just going to do Pahkitew Island. But a little voice in my head wanted me to improve Revenge of the Island. So I wrote up a plan one night, made a new female competitor to even up the girls and guys, and made the teams even more uneven because Chris has the power to make things unfair – don't worry, he'll move someone later on. So, to continue:
Plot: Danni Kramer isn't a Total Drama fan, but with her brother in control of the remote, she can't escape knowing the competitors. Now that she's sixteen and the show is accepting new competitors, she's persuaded into auditioning. It's time to take a boat to an island, have fun, and maybe win a million bucks...not that Danni's expecting to win that. She's not competitive, of course not...
Disclaimer: I own nothing from Total Drama Revenge Of The Island. I only own Danni and the differences in elimination and interactions. All the challenges and characters other than Danni and a few others belong to Fresh TV.
Why was I doing this? Why was I doing a handstand while my big bro Ronan was filming me, smiling while my top was in serious danger of exposing my lack of curves and my fair hair was hanging in my face? Well, you have him to thank for that. He just had to be in love with reality shows, didn't he? Especially ones with teens my age.
Yeah, like half of young Canada, Ronan had spent his time outside of his first year in college (he's nineteen and home from his gap year) watching every episode of Total Drama Island, Total Drama Action online, and now Total Drama World Tour on TV (and the finale hasn't yet aired). So I have to sit there and watch with him. And when we saw a promo asking for new competitors for a fourth season, Ronan insisted on me auditioning.
"You have to do this, Danni." he'd said. "I'd do it, but they won't want someone my age. They want sixteen-year-olds, and it's not like you're doing anything this summer. It's not even for the whole summer – it's only four weeks." (Apparently there'd be challenge days and free days to get to know people).
I'd rolled my eyes at him. "Who says I'm not going to cheer camp with the rest of the squad? And why would I want to spend weeks on an island with thirteen suicidal people? I mean, you have to be suicidal to put yourself at the mercy of Chris." That was Chris McLean, the host. The host that nearly let nine teens drown in the name of a disaster movie-themed challenge, the host that let a girl freeze while stuck to a flagpole and didn't give her any water to free her tongue, even though he could spare it, the host who kept hitting on a blonde bimbo half his age, especially when she was dressed up as Wonder Woman.
But Ronan wouldn't let me say no. Okay, I wasn't going to cheer camp. I was a cheerleader – not captain or anything, but part of the squad – but I ducked out of cheer camp because I didn't like it in tenth grade. Long story short, the girl-on-girl rumours about what the twelfth graders do to the younger ones were total lies, but they did leave their stuff everywhere and expected someone else to clean it up. Usually one of us. I'd probably go to cheer camp in twelfth grade, but this year, I could skip it without any repercussions. Contrary to chick flicks, us cheerleaders were just like any other clique. We all hung out together, but it didn't make us rich snobs or bitches. Rich, sort of. Snobs? Well, only if a new girl joined, and only for a little while to let them know where they were in the pecking order. I had to go through it when I joined, back in freshman year. Apart from that, we were all pretty nice. So we were popular – but everyone liked us, even if they wanted to be us.
Anyway, sorry, totally off-track. So I was smiling through a handstand while Ronan filmed my Total Drama audition tape. According to the promos, this season was going to be called Revenge Of The Island, so I guessed we'd be back at Camp Wawanakwa, where the first season took place.
"Hello!" I smiled at the camera, before flipping right side up. "I'm Danni. Okay, Danielle, but call me that and I'll throw you into the polluted ocean around the island. You really want me to prove I can be a threat? Okay!" I did a few solo cheer moves, with a bit of hip-hop thrown in (I was doing Dance as one of my main subjects in school), ending with a cartwheel and the splits.
Then, I jumped back up, still grinning. "Well, not sure if you need to see any more proof. So, Chris, call me, and I'll bring me and my moves to Total Drama!"
And surprise surprise, I was accepted. I mean, not that I expected it, but I wouldn't have bothered saying anything about it if I hadn't been accepted.
Ronan tried to give me a ton of reality show advice, but I wasn't having it. "I'm up against newbies." I pointed out. "It's not like I have to fight Heather, Courtney and Alejandro in a three-on-one battle. What are the odds there's going to be more than one person like that on the show? We can take him or her down easy, since I'm pretty sure everyone watching will know Total Drama pretty well and can watch out for it. And besides, I'm not going to play to win. I'm just going to play for fun. Sure, I'll try to win, but I'm not going to pin all my hopes on it. As long as I'm not cut first, I'll be happy, since I get to hang out and be on TV. Sorry, man, but if you want someone in our family to be a vicious reality show player, try yourself."
Ronan raised his eyebrows at me. "Whatever, Danni. You'll be sorry you didn't listen to me when you have no idea what you're doing on the show. I know the atmosphere of Total Drama better than you do."
"But you don't know a thing about the new competitors." I pointed out.
"They'll choose them in order to generate the most drama." Ronan said knowingly. "I'll bet there won't be another cheerleader in sight when you get on the boat there. But there'll probably be an alternative chick – you know, the Gwen of the season."
"Oh?" I said. "So if she's the Gwen, who am I?"
Ronan paused, looking at me, and then he said "You're the Bridgette. You're blonde, sporty and graceful. But you're not perfect. And I can tell you're going to set yourself up to be one of the heroes."
I shrugged. "Sounds good. I like Bridgette. Even better if I can find a Geoff." Yeah, I was single at the moment. Most of the girls on the cheerleading squad had boyfriends, although a shy flyer from the grade below me and one or two others didn't. I mostly claimed I didn't want a boyfriend, but that wasn't really true. I wanted a boyfriend, but I wasn't going to settle for just anyone. A few guys had asked me out, but I could tell that half of them just wanted to boast that they got to bang a cheerleader. I'd gone out with some of the others who didn't seem to have sex on the brain, but none of them had really worked out. I wanted someone good-looking, considerate, funny, sweet and someone who wanted Danni the Person, not Danni the Cheerleader.
But, Bridgette or not, what were the chances of me finding a Geoff?
Okay, questionnaire time, readers. I want to hear what you think about this story and how it will work.
How do you think Danni will do in the show?
Who do you think Danni will be friends with?
Will Danni be in a relationship, and if yes, with who?
And finally, given that the final two will not reflect the original, who do you think they might be?
