Okay, yeah, another new story. But I couldn't get this idea off my mind. Since this is my first TDI fic, please be nice, I beg of you. This story is centered mostly around Gwen and some OC's I may add in, including the girl she speaks to in this first chapter. As it states below, this is set one year after Total Drama Island, so some characters will be a little bit different, maybe not entirely. Other than that, I think this will be somewhat good, I don't know yet. The rating may go up in later chapters, just to warn. Well, please enjoy, and please review. Again I say, this is an odd pairing, but it's a while later, so I don't know what would happen after a year. With no further blah-ing, here's my story.

Disclaimer: I do not own TDI or any of its characters.

Gwen's POV, One Year After TDI

Great… It's time for my senior year in high school. A new high school. After all the… well, drama, on TDI, the last thing I need is more drama.

Bad news is that Trent lives in some other state now, but since we still keep in touch, he's still on my mind every waking moment of every day.

No, I didn't win the hundred grand… It went to Duncan, who decided to take Courtney on some romantic cruise in the Bahamas for a week. I can about imagine what they're doing right now… He's probably kissing all over her and she's begging him to stop but loving it anyway. Knowing him, he'll find pleasure in her pleading.

As for the others, I haven't seen or heard much of anyone anywhere since my elimination. Sure, I've seen Katie and Sadie at the mall several times—okay, I've seen them every time I go there—and sure, I've asked them how they've been. It turns out Sadie's lost a lot of weight since the show. She's not quite as thin as her best friend, but there's a considerable difference there.

I know Justin goes to my new school, and he's got every girl (and female teachers, too) drooling over him. Me, I just scoff at the guy. Never in a million years would I fall for that shallow nutjob. In fact, I highly doubt that I'd ever like any empty-headed men that are all looks and no brains. Yeah, since Trent's hot and smart. I couldn't ask for anything more. He's in some other state, though, and I only get a chance to talk to him every so often… On the bright side, though, Trent did say he was going to visit me sometime soon. He didn't say when, just that he would.

I suppose I've changed somewhat… My hair's a little longer, with streaks of red now instead of teal in the black. I'm taller, a bit more statuesque (not that I wasn't before, but you know, you never stop changing) but other than that, I'm still the same Gwen that I was on TDI. I suppose I'll get on with the story now…

Well, here I am—history class, first period.

Just as I pulled out my notebook to start sketching, I noticed a shadow fall over my table. "Hi, there," some girl stood beside me.

I glanced at her, "Hi." I couldn't control the snap in my tone.

"My name's Missy, who are you?"

She was pretty, I'll give her that—bright blue eyes, honey blond, a sweet face, thin stature—but her perkiness was a little… what's the word…? Queer…? Close enough… My first guess was she had to be a cheerleader.

"Gwen," I replied flatly.

"Are you new here?"

"Kind of,"

"Weren't you on a reality show?"

"Yeah, which is kinda why I'm new here,"

"Oh." She sat down on the chair next to me. It makes her one person out of twenty that will actually sit here. "Was it fun?"

"No, I only went on to prove how stupid reality TV is," I told her. "And I--" I stopped abruptly. There was someone strange in the doorway.

And he was good-looking, seriously. His hair was cocoa-brown, his bangs wispy over his very stunning, very lovely, very blue eyes. He had a smooth slightly tanned face, a few freckles dotting the bridge of his nose. His body was thin, almost lanky, but in his snug collar-T, I could clearly see a line down the center of his chest. One of his ears was pierced, the left one, with a gold stud. It took me almost thirty seconds to realize I was staring. And even then, I couldn't stop.

"Hey, Gwen?" You okay? You look a little flush," said Missy, waving a hand in the line of my sight.

"Huh?" Blinking, I turned to her. "I'm fine."

"Whatcha looking at?" she glanced in the direction of my again-lingering gaze. When she saw what—who—I was eyeing, she broke into a grin. "Ooh, you're checking out the new guy!"

"New guy?" I repeated incredulously.

"Yeah, he came here a few weeks before you did," she said, not averting her gaze from him as he moved fluidly across the room to speak to the teacher. "Isn't he hot?"

"He's definitely descent, I'll give him that," I said in awe. But… there was something odd about him… something strange…

Something… familiar…

I looked him down and up, "I get the feeling I've seen him before," I told Missy.

"Lucky!" she squealed.

"I'd know if I knew his name… who is he?"

"His name's Cody,"

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:O yeah! But is it who she's thinking of? Find out soon!! --Mandy