A/N: A quick note that this first chapter will not have a lot of significant changes from the actual first episode of the series. You'll have to keep reading to get in to the story. You can actually skip this chapter if you want, but otherwise, enjoy!
"Yo, we're coming at you live from Camp Wawanakwa, somewhere is Muskoka Ontario! I'm your host, Chris Mclean, dropping season one of the hottest new reality show on television right now!
Here's the deal. 22 contestants signed up to spend the next 8 weeks at this crummy old summer camp. Here they'll compete in challenges against each other and have to face the dreaded elimination ceremony. Every three days, a team will either win a reward or be forced to vote off one of their own. Once eliminated, a camper will have to walk down the Dock of Shame and catch the Boat of Losers, leaving Total Drama Island for good.
Their fate will be decided here at the dramatic campfire ceremonies where each week, all but one camper will receive a marshmallow, giving them immunity. In the end, only one camper will be left standing and will be rewarded with cheesy tabloid fame and a small fortune, which, let's face it, they'll probably blow in a week. To survive, they'll have to battle black flies, grizzly bears, disgusting camp food, and each other. Every moment will be caught on one of our many hidden cameras scattered around the island.
Who will crumble under the pressure? Find out here, right now, on, Total, Drama, Island!"
"Welcome back to Total Drama Island! It's time to meet our campers. We told them they'd all be staying at this five star resort, so if they seemed a little P-Oed, that's why." As Chris finished speaking, a small white boat pulled up to the dock and dropped off the first camper.
"You must be Harold. Welcome to Total Drama Island!" Upon Chris finishing his greeting, the nerdy looking auburn haired male looked around for a second before breathing heavily,
"You mean this whole show is on this crappy summer camp and not on some kind of resort or something?"
"You got it man; this is where it's happening!" Harold smiled upon hearing this, quickly asking another question; "Does this place have internet connection?"
"Nope, now go stand over there and wait for everyone else to show." Chris pointed to the other end of the dock. The nerd nodded and slowly made his way to where he was told to stand. Almost on cue, another boat pulled up and dropped off two girls wearing matching bright pink and black clothing.
"Oh my god Katie, look, it's a summer camp!"
"Oh yay! This is gonna be so much fun!" The pair started squealing, forcing Chris to walk over and cut them off, "Katie and Sadie, good to see you. Go ahead and stand over there next to Harold." The girls nodded and quickly ran over. Yet another boat pulled up, dropping off a well built blonde haired girl who was smiling. She grabbed her suitcase and walked by Chris, winking as she passed.
"Lindsay." Chris stated, staring at her legs as she approached him. "Oh my gosh, you look so familiar!"
"I'm Chris Mclean, the host of this show." Lindsay's eyes widened, "Oh right, that's how I know you. I totally knew that."
"Of course you did. Go on ahead and stand over there." The blonde nodded at him and made her way to the small group. As Chris's gaze was fixed on Lindsay, a tall darker skinned male approached behind him,
"Hey, Chris Mclean! What's up man?" Chris whirled around, being greeted by a large chest,
"Oh uh, DJ, nice man, go ahead and stand over there." DJ picked up his bags and strolled over to the group, Lindsay waving at him and Harold staring at him, picking his nose as he did so.
"Er, right." DJ said as he stood uncomfortably between Katie and Harold, Harold still studying him. "Looked a lot different in the application form." he mumbled to himself.
In the distance, loud music blasted as a green haired male with a mohawk approached the island. He stepped off the boat, frowning as he looked at the other campers and the surrounding island. The male then proceeded to walk over to Chris and grab his shirt, threatening him,
"This better be some kind of joke. You expect me to stay here at this dump with these losers?"
"Hey, we're standing right here!" Harold yelled, raising his hands above his head to express his anger.
"Duncan, no joke man, this is it." Duncan tightened his grip and let off a low growl,
"Now, your parole officer gave me a call before hand and said I could give him a hollar anytime I wanted to and get you sent back to juvy." Duncan grumbled some gibberish and nodded, letting go of Chris and slowly walking over to the other campers with a depressed expression on his face. Another boat pulled up and dropped off an extremely good looking male with dark brown windswept hair. Katie and Sadie began swooning and giggling upon seeing the teen, while Lindsay was too wrapped up in staring at her own reflection in a little pocket mirror. The males just glared somewhat furiously at the teenager, obviously somewhat jealous of his appearance.
"Justin, welcome to the island! Looking good dude; go on ahead and stand over there."
"Thanks Chris."
As Justin moved over to the group, Katie whispered to Sadie, "I've never seen anyone more beautiful in my life." "Oh, I know." She whispered back. Suddenly, two boats pulled up to the small dock and dropped off two more campers; one who was stuffing his face full of food and one who was talking to herself.
"Owen and Izzy!" Chris cheered as he strutted towards the pair, "Welcome to Total Drama Island!"
Owen ran over to Chris and pulled him into a bear hug, cheering as he did so, "Wow, this is awesome, thanks for bringing me here Chris!"
"Haha, this place looks amazing!" Izzy spoke as she gnawed on her curly read hair, "Yeah Chris, thanks!
"Oh, uh, not a problem." Chris said breathily, still being held by Owen. The large teen eventually released the smaller man and followed Izzy to stand with the other campers. As they did so, a girl with blonde hair in a ponytail swam towards the island, obviously exhausted. When she approached the dock, DJ and Justin ran over to the edge. Justin cleared his throat and screamed,
"Hey, what are you doing? Do you need help?"
The blonde girl didn't answer and just kept swimming until she reached the dock, being pulled up by the two men.
She coughed for a couple seconds before shouting loudly, "Did you plan for this? That boat dropped me off on the island over there! When I tried to ask for a ride to this one, they threw me on a boat and tossed me in the middle of the lake!"
"Ah, Bridgette, glad to see you're okay. Well, as long as you don't plan to take legal action, I'm sure we can sort out this problem somehow. Now, once you've gathered yourself, head on over and stand with the contestants." Bridgette simply grunted before being escorted by DJ to the other end of the dock. "Thanks." She whispered to him. She turned to Justin, "You too, thanks."
"Not a problem, gorgeous." He responded. Bridgette smiled at him as she whirled back around to watch Chris greet a goth looking girl.
"Hey Gwen." Chris welcomed. The female looked around for a couple seconds for speaking, "So, we're staying here?" Chris shook his head and laughed, "No, you're staying here. My crib is an air stream with AC that a-way."
"Woah, I did not sign up for this," She growled as a scowl formed on her face.
"Actually, you did." Chris said confidently, holding up a stack of legal documents. Gwen quickly grabbed the papers, ripped them apart, and tossed them in the lake.
"The great thing about lawyers is, they make lots of copies." Chris smiled as he pulled out another stack of documents.
"Ugh," Gwen groaned, "I am not staying here." The goth girl lifted her bags and began walking away until the boat she had arrived on started driving away. Chris began laughing again,
"Cool, hope you can swim though. I think your ride just left."
Gwen frowned and muttered a quick, "Jerk" before joining the other contestants, allowing another boat to drop off a contestant.
"Contestant number eleven, is Trent." The host stated as a black haired male approached with a guitar strapped around him."Hey, good to meet you man." He greeted, "Saw you on that figure skating show, nice work."
"Hey thanks man, I knew I rocked that show."
"Oh, I saw that!" Sadie said aloud. "One of the guys dropped his partner on her head. So they got immunity that week."
"Oh lucky," Harold complained, "I hope I got dropped on my head."
Lindsay chimed in, "Me too!"
"So, uh, this is it?" Trent asked, staring at the other campers in front of him and noticing Harold picking his nose.
"Alrighty then." The male awkwardly made his way over to the group and stood next to Gwen, smiling at her. Without warning, the whole dock shook as a very threatening female with black hair in a ponytail stepped off her boat. She walked past Chris carrying a huge bag. The host greeted her,
"Eva, nice, glad you could make it." Eva continued walking and proceeded to drop her large bag right on Trent's foot.
"Ow! Uh, what the heck is in there, dumbbells?" Eva responded with a very blunt "Yes" as she gave him a glare. Duncan elbowed DJ in the stomach to get his attention and turned to him,
"She's all yours man." As he finished speaking, a very menacing looking girl began walking towards the other end of the dock, grumbling things about leaving the island.
"Everyone, that's Heather. She's a little P O'd right now, so let her cool off." Chris turned around and saw another boat approaching with a large darker skinned woman,
"Hey, what's up ya'll, Leshawna's in the house!" She yelled. Harold's mouth dropped open as Leshawna stepped off the boat and walked past Chris, giving him a high five.
"Hey, how's it going? Feel free to quit now and save ya'll selves the trouble cause' I came to win." Leshawna walked past DJ and also high fived him, calling him her brother. Harold approached her, mouth still agape as he began speaking, "I've never seen anyone like you in real life before."
Leshawna raised an eyebrow and turned to the skinny male. "Excuse me?"
"You're real big. And loud."
"What did you just say to me?" Leshawna snapped, "You think you can take this, I'll show you big baby!" She said as she swiped her arms at him; being held back by DJ and Bridgette. Harold just made unusual arm motions as she continue to try to get him before Chris stepped in,
"All right campers, settle down." DJ and Bridgette released her and she just stared uncomfortably at Harold, who was smiling at her. Heather began walking back from the end of the dock, disappointed.
"Ugh, I can't believe my stupid parents won't come pick me up. Now I'm stuck here with you losers."
"Ahem, excuse me?" Leshawna yelled. Heather just rolled her eyes, "Relax ghetto mama, you'll be gone soon enough, assuming everyone doesn't vote you off first."
"Enough!" Chris shouted, interrupting the two girls."Listen ladies, that's enough bickering. You can start all the drama after everyone's arrived. Speaking of arriving, campers, this is Geoff." He gestured to a muscular blonde haired male wearing a large hat.
"Hey, are you guys ready to party!" The male shouted.
"Yes, let's get the party started!" Owen replied, starting to dance for no apparent reason.
"Guys, we're not ready to start just yet. There are still more campers." Owen and Geoff ignored Chris and continued dancing, looking like fools.
"HEY!" Eva shouted, her face red with a mix of anger and annoyance, "Shut up get back in line and get on with it!" Her voice quickly caught the attention of the boys and the two did as they were told, hoping back into the group. An awkward silence grew over the crowd as they waited several minutes for the next boat to arrive. Eventually, a boat showed up and dropped off a brown haired male wearing a red tracksuit and a headband.
"Guys, this is Tyler. So Tyler, I hear you're a big athlete."
"Yeah, I play-" Chris raised his hand and cut him off,
"I'm sure that's very interesting, but we're running low on time. Just go on ahead and join the rest of the group over there." Disappointed, Tyler slowly glided his feet to stand with the others. Unexpectedly, another camper with a short body and dark brown hair was quickly exiting his boat, making his way towards the teenagers.
"Everyone, this is Noah."
Noah scoffed and began talking, "You get the memo about my life threatening allergies?"
"I'm sure someone did!"
"Good, is this where we're staying?"
"No." Duncan replied slyly as he cracked his knuckles, "It's your mother's house; and we're throwing a party."
"Oh cute; nice piercings, original, do them yourself?"
"Yeah," Duncan said, grabbing Noah's lip, "You want one?"
"Uh, no thanks," Noah grunted. "Can I have my lip back now please?" Duncan released the boy's mouth as he was asked, simply smiling at him.
"Thanks." The short male stated sarcastically.
"Not a problem." Duncan responded, winking at the boy. Almost instantly, a larger boat than the others ones pulled up and dropped off a girl wearing a gray sweater with short brown hair.
"Whoa, why does her boat look so much better than ours?" Heather hissed, staring at the teen that was now walking towards them. Chris just sighed, ignoring Heather.
"Courtney, welcome to the Island."
"Thank you." She responded, shaking his hand. She then turned her attention to the group of teenagers. "I guess you guys are my competition. Good luck to all of you!"
"Hey, thanks! I'm Owen!" The large boy greeted.
"Oh, it's very nice to meet you Owen." Courtney smiled as she stood in front of the group. Another boat pulled up a let off a short girl with brown hair in a ponytail and noticeable braces. As soon as she stepped off the boat, she quickly sprinted over to Chris and wrapped him in a hug.
"You're Chris Mclean! Wow! I can't believe I'm actually here!"
"Beth, glad you could make it." Chris stared at her for a couple seconds before becoming annoyed, "Ahem, you can let go now." The small girl released her grip and scurried over to the campers to greet and stand with them. As Beth chatted with some of the other campers, a short male with brown hair stepped onto the dock and approached the host.
"Cody, the Codester, the Codemeister!" Chris chanted, exchanging a high five with the boy.
"Dude, psyched to be here man," Cody expressed as he trudged to the group of teenagers. He glanced at some of the female contestants in the group,
"I see the ladies have already arrived; alright." As the boy walked past the females, he quickly shuffled back to them to comment. As he opened his mouth, Leshawna put her finger over his mouth,
"Save it sugar." Cody just smiled and continued walking to the back of the group.
"Well." Chris said, letting out a sigh of relief. "I think that's everyo-," "Yo, wait! You forgot me!" Chris turned around and a noticed another camper heading towards the island on one of the boats. When he arrived at the dock, he tripped over one of the loose boards and fell flat on his face.
"Oh right, guess I left him out. Guys, this is Ezekiel." Chris announced, facing the ground to look at the male.
"Now I know you don't get out much. Been homeschooled your whole life. Was raised by freaky prairie people. Just try not to say much and don't get kicked off too early." Ezekiel hopped up and scattered over to the group, whispering a "Yes sir."
"That's just, wow." Gwen mentioned in moderate shock.
"Well, now that I'm sure everyone's here," Chris stated, silently counting the group in his head, "We need a group photo for the promo, everyone line up!" The group quickly organized themselves and prepared for the shot as Chris pulled out his camera.
"Okay, one, two, three, say Wawanakwa!"
As the teens chanted Wawankwa, the dock began to creek and suddenly gave way underneath the weight of all the teenagers. Chris, with no immediate concern for the campers, went on to talk,
"Alright guys; dry off and meet at the campfire pit in ten!"
"This is Camp Wawanakwa. Your home for the next eight weeks. The campers sitting around you will be your cabin mates, your competition, and maybe even your friends; you dig?" Harold gave a quick look at Duncan, who noticed and raised a fist to his face before backing down and letting Chris continue.
"The camper who manages to stay on Total Drama Island the longest without getting voted off will win one hundred thousand dollars!"
"Excuse me." Duncan interrupted, "What will the sleeping arrangements be? Because I'd like to request a bunk under her." He suggested, pointing at Bridgette.
"Um, they're not co-ed, right?"
"Right. Girls get one side of each cabin and guys get the other."
"Excuse me, Kyle!" Lindsay said, raising her hand. "Can I have with the lake view since I'm the prettiest?"
"Okay you are." Chris agreed, shaking his head, "But that's not how it works; and, it's Chris."
"I have to live with Sadie or, I'll die." Katie chimed in.
"And I'll break out in hives. It's true." Sadie stated, nodding.
"This cannot be happening." Gwen complained as she lowered her eyelids; looking extremely bored. Out of nowhere, Owen reached out, grabbing her head and Ezekiel's under his arms, "Oh come guys, it'll be fun!" The large boy exclaimed happily. "It's like a big sleepover!"
"Yo eh," Ezekiel whispered to Gwen, "At least he's not sleeping in your cabin." He murmured as he stared at Duncan giving a deer a noogie.
"Here's the deal." Chris emphasized loudly enough to get everyone's attention again.
"We're gonna split you into two teams. If I call your name, go stand over there." The host pulled out a list from his pocket and began reading it aloud,
"Gwen, Cody, Leshawna, Noah, Trent, Heather, Lindsay, Beth, Justin, Owen, and Izzy. From this moment on, you are now officially known as The Screaming Gophers!" Chris said enthusiastically, handing the team a green flag with a picture of a gopher on it.
"Yeah! I'm a gopher, woo!" Owen grinned.
"Oh whoopee, where's the confetti?" Noah uttered with a great amount of sarcasm.
"The rest of you over here." Chris announced. "Courtney, Sadie, Tyler, Duncan, Ezekiel, Harold, Geoff, Katie, DJ, Eva, and Bridgette."
"Eeeeeh!" Katie and Sadie shrieked at the same time upon hearing Chris, "We're on the same team, yay!" Katie cheered. "
I know," Sadie responded, "This is so amazing!"
"Ahem, girls?" Chris coughed as he motioned the girls to move, "Your teams waiting."
The duo scuffled over to the team they were assigned and were handed a large flag like the other team had received; the difference being it was red and had a fish on it.
"You guys will now officially be known as The Killer Bass!"
"Awesome." Harold stated seriously. "It's like..-"
"One of the lamest things I've ever seen in my life." Duncan interrupted, smirking.
"Alright campers. You and your team will be on camera in all public areas during this competition."
Chris Confessional
You will also be able to share your inner most thoughts on tape with video diaries anytime you want. Let the audience at home know what you're really thinking. Or, just get something off your chest.
Trent Confessional
Um, this place isn't too bad I guess. I haven't gotten to know a lot of people yet, but…
Bridgette Confessional
So, this is the confessional booth huh? I'm not sure what I'm supposed to say. Hi mom?
Lindsay Confessional
I don't get it, where's the camera guy?
"Okay, any questions?" Chris asked. "No? Cool. Let's go find your cabins."
"Gophers you're in the east cabin. Bass you're in the west."
Heather approached her cabin and kicked open the door, standing inside the doorway, "Bunk beds? Isn't this a little summer camp?"
Gwen brushed past her to enter the cabin, "That's the idea genius."
"Ugh, shut it weird goth girl." She retorted back.
"You're so smart, I get that." Cody complimented out of nowhere. Gwen turned around to face him with a concerned look on her face,
"Shouldn't you be on the boy's side?" She questioned. The male didn't respond, he simply smiled at her. Within seconds, he was thrown out of the cabin, narrowly missing Leshawna as she climbed up the stairs.
"Where are the outlets?" Lindsay inquired as she scurried outside, "I have to plug in my straightening iron."
"There are some in the communal bathrooms, just across the way." Chris answered as he gestured to the object he was referring to.
"Communal bathrooms? But I'm not Catholic."
"Not communion, communal." Chris tried to explain with no luck.
"It means we have to shower together." Gwen iterated, walking out of the cabin, "Idiot."
"Ahh! No, come on!" Noah, Trent, and Owen all stuck their heads of out the cabin to see what the whining was about, "Whoops, too bad we're not at a beauty salon. She'd fit in perfectly there." Noah muttered. Owen laughed at the small boy's remark,
"Haha, I know right! I'm so glad we're in a cabin with just us guys!" Trent gave Owen an uneasy stare while Noah just looked at him slightly unimpressed.
"I mean no! I didn't mean it like that, I love chicks!" By this point, the two teenagers had already walked away, leaving Owen on the porch by himself,
"I just don't wanna sleep near them. Ergh, I mean-"
"Excuse me, Chris," Courtney spoke up, gathering the host's attention. "Will there be any chaperon guiding us?"
"You're all 16 years old." Chris stated. "Old enough to be a councilor in training at a regular summer camp. So, other than myself, you'll be unsupervised. You've got a half an hour to unpack and meet me back at the main lodge, starting, now!"
"Excellent." She replied.
Suddenly, a loud scream echoed through the camp ground; resonating from the female side of the gopher cabin. Half of the campers peeked inside the room to see what was happening. What they found was Lindsay, the blonde girl, standing on a tall stool in a defensive position, mouth open in terror. The girl was staring at a cockroach roaming around on the floor of the room.
"What is it? Kill it!" She shouted. Without a second thought, DJ, Heather, Sadie, and Beth all jumped on the bunk beds to avoid the insect, DJ breaking the bottom bunk of the bed as he did so.
"That was my bed." Gwen commented upon seeing break.
Harold rushed into the room and attempted to stomp on the bug along with Leshawna who was also doing so. After about a minute, Duncan rushed into the cabin, wielding an ax. After spotting the cockroach, he swung the ax down on the insect, splitting it clean in half and killing it.
"Well, that's one way to kill a cockroach." Gwen joked as she pushed Tyler, who was clinging onto her back, off of her. The athlete then approached Lindsay confidently,
"If you ever see one of those again just let me know, k? Cause, you know, I can do that too." Lindsay gave Tyler a smile and silently giggled at his statement.
"Pfft, they also go for the jocks." Duncan complained.
"Listen up!" A loud voice boomed throughout the mess hall. "I serve it three times a day, and you will eat it three, times, a, day. Grab your tray, get your food, and sit your butts down now!" The person who was speaking was Chef. Chris had warned them earlier to not anger him if they wanted to avoid his wrath for the time they would be on the island.
"Excuse me." Beth questioned. "Will we be getting all of the major food groups?" Harold and Beth both grabbed their trays; Beth walking to find a seat. "Yeah, cause I get hyperglycemic real bad if I don't get sugar.
"You get sit your butt down!" Chef shouted, causing the male to run away.
"Have a cow." Owen whispered to Noah as they waited for their food. Noah smiled at the comment until he heard Chef yell at them to move forward.
"Come closer big guy." Chef said as he gestured the large boy towards him. "What did you say a second ago?"
"Uh, I didn't really say anything important." Owen uttered, slowly walking away.
"I'm sure you didn't. Hey you, scrawny kid. Gimme your plate." The cook commanded. The small boy did as he was told, receiving another scoop of whatever meat Chef put into the sandwich. Leshawna and Eva walked up to get their food next, Leshawna attempting to start a conversation with Eva,
"Hey what's up girl?"
Eva gave the darker skinned woman an unenthusiastic glare for a few seconds before grabbing her food and walking away.
"Oh it's gonna be like that is it?" Leshawna hissed. "NEXT!" Chef shouted directly into the large girl's ear.
"Excuse me, my nutritionist told me I shouldn't eat white sugar, white flour, diary, and tomatoes. Could be harmful to my body. Is any of that included in this food?" Justin asked, obviously not noticing how annoyed Chef seemed.
"I don't think it's gonna be a problem." Gwen answered instead of letting Chef reply, potentially saving Justin from Chef's wrath.
"Okay, cool." Satisfied, the good looking male strutted away to find a seat.
Gwen stared at her food for a minute before glancing back up at Chef,
"Look, I hate to be predictable and complain on the first day, but I think my food just moved." Instantly, Chef pulled out a mallet and crushed Gwen's food, splattering it all over her.
"Er, right. Okay then."
"Wow, this food is amazing! I wonder how they make it?" Izzy asked, swallowing her food in one gulp. Heather gagged upon the sight,
"Yeah, just what planet is this food from anyway?" she complained.
"This is the main lodge!" Chris described, stepping inside the building.
"Yo, Chris man, can we order a pizza or something?" Geoff asked. Without warning, a large hatchet flew past his head, almost hitting him but instead sticking into the wall.
"Woah! It's cool G! Brown slop is cool! Hehe, right guys?" He questioned, asking for some help. The other campers quickly nodded and smiled in an attempt to calm Chef down.
"Now." Chris announced. "Your first challenge begins in one hour!" Chris made his way out of the mess hall, leaving the campers to discuss their upcoming challenge.
"What do you think they'll make us do?" Katie thought, turning to DJ.
"It's our first challenge how hard can it be?" He stated optimistically.
The campers were now standing atop the largest mountain on the island, awaiting their fate as they were dressed in their bathing suits, staring over the edge of the huge cliff.
"I did not sign up for this."