It was sunset. After swimming frantically away from a fierce volcanic explosion, the contestants were in need a place to rest. Fortunately, a boat had come for them and steered them toward the infamous Camp Wawanakwa. All, except for Heather and Alejandro, who were taken by helicopter to a hospital.

The rest of the teens ambled around the camp, recollecting all of which they went through during their time on Total Drama Island just two seasons prior. Sierra was thrilled beyond belief that she had the opportunity to explore the very place where the Total Drama series began. Tyler and Lindsay went to the communal bathroom, recalling that it was the very place where they had their first makeout session before proceeding to have, yet, another in the same spot. Owen crept into the Mess Hall to see if any food remained, remembering just how "delicious" it was.

While the young competitors revealed their most delightful memories to each other, depressing ones lingered over two lonesome teenagers.

With her head hung low, Courtney sauntered onto the dock and sat at the edge of it. She too had her own memories in mind, which revolved around a certain juvenile delinquent. It was difficult to not think of their first kiss, their "alleged cuddling", helping each other with their fears, and so on, while in the very place that each of these reminiscences occurred. The more she remembered, the more her heart shattered. Tears slipped down her tawny face and trickled into the water beneath her. She could see her reflection on the water's surface, and she was displeased by what she saw. Only now did Courtney feel guilty over the things she did in the past, even though in her mind, most of it wasn't her fault. She knew Gwen played a vital role in ruining her relationship with Duncan, but at the same time, the former CIT knew that she too played a part in her relationship's demise.

As Courtney sat alone with her thoughts, another disheartened teenager made his way to the dock.

It was Trent.

Trent sat on the side of the dock, completely unaware of Courtney's presence, reminiscing his relationship with Gwen. He experienced love at first sight when he first saw Gwen the day he arrived at Camp Wawanakwa. He thought of when he always snuck Gwen a muffin, their first kiss, the song he played for Gwen during the talent show, and other now painful memories. Sure, Trent managed to date a couple of different girls after Gwen, but they just weren't the same as she. There was no emotion, no chemistry, nothing. Just another way to try to get over the goth belle.

Much time had passed as both Courtney and Trent thought to themselves. At this point, their thoughts were beginning to integrate.

Trent was hurt by Gwen too, wasn't he? She hurt me by kissing Duncan and she hurt Trent by breaking up with him.

Didn't Gwen hurt Courtney's feelings too?

I can't believe I didn't realize this until now.

That poor girl. She's been going through the same thing I've been, and I had no idea about it until now. Maybe I should find her and talk to her.

The sound of a sniffle caused Trent to snap out of his musings. He looked back and saw the very person he was just thinking about.

Now's my chance.

As Courtney let out a soft sigh, she jumped when she thought she heard a voice. Looking up, her eyes widened when she found Trent standing over her. "T-Trent!" Courtney said as she swiftly wiped away her tears.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you," Trent said, holding his hands up in front of him.

"No, you're fine. I-I just didn't expect you to be here."

"Uh, mind if I join you?"

It took a moment before Courtney answered by saying, "Sure."

Trent took a seat by her side. The two sat in silence, both gazing into the water. Neither were sure of what they wanted to say. They were aware of each other's problems, thanks to Chris McLean having them displayed all over national television. After a good couple of minutes, the silence was finally broken.

"Gwen hurt you, didn't she?"

Courtney bit her lip, trying to hold back more tears from falling out of her eyes.

"She hurt me too," Trent continued, rubbing the back of his neck. "I got over our breakup, somewhat, but I can see you didn't get over yours with Duncan. It's ok to be upset. I honestly felt a bit hurt over seeing Gwen and Duncan kiss on TV, but I was hurt more over you than I was over that."

"You felt bad for me?" Courtney asked as she turned to him, a look of shock on her face. "I thought you would say that I deserved to get cheated on. Everyone else seems to think so."

"Courtney, no one deserves to have their heart broken. Everyone deserves love, especially you."

"It's too late for me now, I'm afraid. I bet everyone thinks I'm just some big uptight jerk with an icy heart. Psh, they might as well just call me Heather instead of Courtney."

Trent felt an abundance of sympathy for Courtney. Here was a girl who knew the same pain he was enduring. He watched her compete in the seasons after TDI. Courtney had a great deal of determination. When she wanted something, she did all she could to obtain it. That quality was something Trent admired about her. He didn't see that determination now. What he saw was a girl who completely gave up hope. A girl who underwent through so much that now all she wanted was to hold up a white flag, admitting defeat. This certainly was not the Courtney he knew.

As a stray tear slid down Courtney's cheek, Trent reached out and wiped it away with his thumb. "I know you'll find someone someday, Courtney. I know you will."

Courtney's onyx eyes glistened as she gazed into Trent's glistening kelly green eyes. She began feeling something inside. Something she hadn't felt for what she thought was forever. It was that tingly feeling she felt when she was with Duncan. Coming to this realization, Courtney's frown turned into a small smile.

"How could Gwen dump you, Trent? You're so caring, handsome, smart, and you can make any girl smile. Just look at me now. I was on the verge of crying like a baby before you came along."

"I don't know. She just doesn't know what she's missing, I guess. But, I gotta say that any guy that doesn't find you pretty must be crazy."

Courtney giggled, covering her pink cheeks with her hands. She looked up at him once more, her hands slowly falling onto her lap. Her eyes drooped as she then reached out and held his hands in her own.

Trent's eyes widened as this occurred, biting his lip as his cheeks burned. He noticed Courtney slowly leaning toward him, her eyes now shut and her lips puckered. Trent could see what was happening and proceeded to do the same. In seconds, their lips were locked. Courtney arms enveloped Trent's neck while his hands snaked down to her waist. Their lips separated moments after.

"Wow," Trent said, his eyes hooded.

"T-This is crazy." Courtney bit her lip, looking away from him. "Yet, it feels so right. Does that make sense?"

"It makes a whole world of sense to me right now."

"Trent, if only I knew sooner that you were suffering as much as I was. I would've wanted to..."

The Type A was cut off when Trent's lips were pressed against hers. As he pulled away, Trent planted a soft peck on her lips, smiling lovingly. "Let's leave all that behind us, ok? What matters is that we have each other now."

"Ok," Courtney replied, smiling dreamily.

"Hey, look!" Trent shouted as he pointed up at the darkened sky.

Traveling across the sky was a shooting star. The couple turned to each other, both aware of what they were supposed to do. Courtney closed her eyes, making a wish inside her head. Trent, however, did no such thing. He sat and watched Courtney with an amused grin.

"Did you make a wish, Trent?" Courtney asked upon opening her eyes.

"Why bother when my wish already came true?"

"Oh. What was your wish, then?"

"To find my special girl."

"Oh Trent," Courtney cooed as she pressed herself against his chest, nuzzling her head beneath his chin. "I honestly never thought I'd be able to feel this way again. I thought I was destined to be alone for the rest of my life."

"You got me now, Courtney. You'll never have to worry about being hurt again. I promise," Trent assured her as he stroked her brunette hair.

"I trust your word," she replied, cupping his cheek. "As long as you won't go around kissing other girls."

"That won't be an issue." Trent chuckled. "Trust me."