Total Drama Life
Prologue
I'll probably never forget my experience at Camp Wawanakwa- all those different personalities bunched into one island of total and utter chaotic moments. Sure there were a few things that derailed my temper, but overall, it was a pretty amazing experience. I made friends, and even something you could call a "boyfriend"… for a short time. At the end of the competition we all went our separate ways: back home. I suppose I kept in touch with a few people, most of all Bridgette; only on Myspace though, but, we ended up drifting apart, just like everyone else. I wonder if I'll ever see any of them again.
Ch. 1: Lying Awake
Glowing stars were scattered across my black ceiling. My eyes scanned each one, counting. I had lost count at some point- I was paying more attention to my iPod. Listening to Fiona Apple always made me calm at night, and yet, I couldn't seem to fall asleep.
I rolled to my side, my hand dangling at the end of my bed. All I could think of was my parents' discussion on moving to Orlando. I really liked it in Toronto, I had friends, and I really, really didn't want to move. But it was clearly imminent.
What crap.
Another thing was on my mind as well. A certain someone from a certain camp during a certain summer. And that certain someone brought out the real me: the me that didn't abide by all the rules.
"Ugh," I thought to myself. "Never mind- who am I kidding, I'm still a goody-two-shoe, but I just can't help it."I sighed,"Hah."
I rolled to my other side- still unable to fall asleep. I sat up, taking out my earphones as I walked to my door. I went downstairs to get sleeping pills and a glass of water. As I opened the fridge I looked at a picture that was magnetized onto it. It was the photo that was taken of the contestants at Total Drama Island. I smirked at it, laughing in my head at the fact the boardwalk basically collapsed, sending us down into that freakin' cold water.
I took the pills and made my way to my bed, I fell asleep pretty quickly.
Ugh he's spraying a tree with red spray paint. What a shocker.
Where the hell does he get those spray cans anyways…
"Why do you smell worse than usual?"
"It's Owen's stink; it's following me around like my juvenile record."
Like that makes you cool. What a delinquent.
"Well I'm heading back" ANYWHERE else from this… freak, "this stupid game must be almost over by now!"
I'm just gonna walk pass him, quickly. Come on Courtney let's go go go. We have a challenge to win!
"You're going the wrong way."
"Excuse me? I was a CIT- remember? I have a natural sense of direction. Camp is this way."
I am totally not going the wrong way.
"No… it's that way."
"Ugh!"
What the hell just happened!?
"Ack!"
"Very funny!! NOW LET ME GO!!"
"Hey princess! This isn't my idea of fun either!"
"Great Duncan."
Now how the hell are we suppose to function correctly!?
"NOW WHAT!?"
"Ya wanna make out?"
Hmm maybe a second won't hurt. His face is so close to mine…
I flung up from my bed, covers flopping as I did so. My eyes were wide open, "WHOA!" I said to myself.
What a bizarre dream that was.
It was so weird, having a dream about Duncan. Especially the end of it… I don't usually remember my dreams like that, but that one was definitely destined to stay in my mind for a long ass time.
I went down-stairs; it was pretty quiet, aside from the sizzling of what I thought to be eggs and toast.
I was totally right.
"Morning mom." I gave her a half smile, my usual morning greeting.
"Oh morning Courtney, how'd you sleep?" Her usual morning greeting.
"Wonderfully." It was probably easy to catch my sarcastic tone.
I sat down on one of the stools at the island-counter. Resting my chin in my palms, I watched my mom as she walked towards me with a plate of white eggs and plain toast in one hand, and a glass of soymilk in the other. She set it down in front of me with her same old smile.
"Thanks mom."
She responded with her continuous smiling.
I picked at my eggs with my fork. I eventually ended up eating some of it, and maybe a fourth of the toast. I chugged the soymilk. I waited for my mom to go upstairs, until I had the opportune moment to give the rest of my food to Cow- my Dalmatian puppy that I got for my birthday; seemed like a cute name at the time.
Standing up, I took my plate and put it in the sink. I washed it a bit and shoved it into the dishwasher.
I walked towards the couch and turned on the TV. I laid across the couch, stretching out my legs.
I felt a poke on my head.
"Well good morning sunshine."
It was my dad; he was raising an eyebrow mockingly.
I hadn't even noticed my eyes were closed and that I was on my way to falling asleep. Damn those pills were heavy duty.
"Oh hi dad. What's the news on Orlando?" I rubbed my eyes and sat up.
He sat next to me, putting his hand on my shoulder, "You know we have to move. It's not really my choice- the company needs us to move. You know that."
I gave him a fake smile, "Okay." I looked down at my feet.
"Tell you what. Wait, what's today?"
"Saturday, dad."
"Ok, well, next Thursday we're gonna send you to Aunt Christy's and you can go to that Halloween thing at Universal Studios with your cousins Friday night, which I believe that day is actually Halloween."
"Halloween Horror Nights?"
"Yeah, that's it. So how about it? A warm welcome of Orlando?"
"Sure dad. Chain saws, rubber decapitated heads, some fake blood here and there. Warm. Just warm. I can feel the warmness right now."
"Blah blah blah. You'll end up having fun you'll see," he stood up, looking down at me, "I suggest you start packing your things in boxes that you'd like to take, 'cause me and your mom aren't coming with you-- we're gonna be in Orlando about two weeks after."
I stood up as well, arms crossed on my chest. I sighed; shifting my eyes from my dad to something else, then back to my dad. This whole moving this was a little overwhelming, but at least I got some time away from my parents' rules rules rules.
"Okay," whatever, "I'll be upstairs."
A/N
Alriiiight well this is my first fan fic on this website. I was inspired to write a fan fic on here because all the ones I've read were pretty cool
Sooooo. Tell me what you think, I'll be writing A LOT more if you think the beginning is pretty good.
p.s. In case you haven't realised, this fan fic is about Courtney's life after TDI. So you probably know what to look for…. wink
p.s.s. If you're good at pointing out subliminal things, you'll figure out what's gonna happen at Halloween Horror Nights.
p.s.s.s. I went to Halloween Horror Nights last week, it was awesome, and so when Courtney goes there you'll get an almost accurately detailed explanation of the scene.
