Disclaimer: Total Drama series doesn't belong to me but to Jennifer Perth and Tom McGill. I write for fun, not for money and blah, blah, blah ...

Summary: A group of teenagers embark on an unforgettable vacation. Sun, beach and fun... at least that's what they expect. However, things don't always go as planned. And when everyone has the opportunity to show themselves as they are, there is no turning back. / Co-written with Umeki-Nara. AU. Possible Out of Character. Rated T for occasional coarse language.

Warning: English isn't my first language. It's Spanish. If you notice any grammatical error or something like that, please let me know. Thank you!

Prologue

Summer of our lives!

"Bro... this will be epic."

Shawn nodded enthusiastically at his best friend's words. No doubt it would.

Because one thing was to share classes with a group of people all year, and quite another was to spend a summer with them. A world of possibilities opened right before his young eyes.

Shawn Eastwood didn't look his eighteen years of age. He looked like he was twenty, maybe more. So it had always been easy for him, when he was a minor, outwit the authorities and buy cigarettes and alcohol. Oh, the good old days. Something he kept from that time, was his aversion to zombies. It was an obsession that went beyond any limits. Literally.

Dave Johnson, meanwhile, looked much younger despite having the same age. Perhaps his childish and to some extent innocent expressions helped make him appear like he was only sixteen. He always carried disinfectant wipes with him, because no place was clean enough for him.

"... I'm sure Sky looks beautiful in her swimsuit. Man, I want to see her...

Shawn turned to Dave, while he was still muttering to himself. Then he turned his eyes to the house in front of which they were stationed. Still nothing.

"Hey, don't you think they're taking too long to come out?" he questioned, facing the door suspiciously

Dave shrugged, lowering the window of his brother's car to let fresh air transit there.

"It's very unlikely that zombies are attacking them, Shawn" he clarified while seeing the concern on his face. "And if that were the case... the best we could do is run away and save our miserable ass."

"You said it, buddy."

At the time the two friends poked their fists happily, a couple of girls left the house they were watching before.

Sky Richards had always prided herself on her excellent physical skills and perfect silhouette. During her stay in high school, she had the highlights as captain of the girls' soccer team, and dreamed of going into the Olympics. But now, all she had in mind was relaxing and having fun.

Meanwhile, Jasmine Rivers had nothing to envy her friend. Her impressive stature had earned her place on the basketball team, and she had managed to quench her loving spirit for movement. Her Australian accent was friendly and caring in every word she said.

Both girls quickly approached the car, smiling while carrying her bags with some difficulty. Perhaps they were expecting some help from the guys, but they were too busy watching them.

Jasmine sighed when she noticed that no one would come to their aid, but that didn't bother her. She was a strong, independent woman. She could easily handle her own problems.

The girls entered the car, on the back seats, and exchanged glances quickly before the guys turned to them.

"Thanks for the help, boys" Sky said, mockingly. "I don't know what we would do without you."

"You'd take a bus to get to the hostel, I think."

"Good point, Shawn."

Three of them laughed at that, but Dave was too busy watching Sky, spellbound. When she noticed, her face denoted discomfort. Shawn nudged his friend, startling him.

"What...? I mean, yeah, that's funny..."

"Dude, just drive", Shaw advised him in a whisper, and the boy nodded, embarrassed

Their journey began.

The hostel in question was a few miles from their current position, next to a beach. It was the perfect place to spend their holidays, and they knew it.

It was actually kind of a hostel community, grouped together near the coast, making it a tourist attraction. However, it usually this was the place chosen by students from across Canada to spend their summer vacation.

The route was enjoyable, most of the time. While Dave remain silent and didn't say anything stupid regarding Sky, everything would be fine. Or at least that's what he reminded himself.

He had been in love with her for more than a year. He had never dared to tell her, obviously, much less when she found love in one of the soccer team's star players, Keith. However, when Sky decided go back to freedom of being single, Dave saw the light at the end of the tunnel.

Or the chance to date her, which for him was the same.

He forced himself to stop thinking about that when he was getting closer the chosen place. At first sight, it seemed to be a neighborhood of huge houses near the refreshing beach.

He stopped his older brother's car in a free parking space, sighing. He was inexplicably nervous. His hands were sweating, and he was disgusted by that. It was very unhygienic.

The four teens quickly got out of the car, feeling the warm summer sun kissing their skin and soft sea breeze caressing their hair.

"Well... this is beautiful."

Jasmine was quite right. Down on the beach, dozens of teenagers took place in the sand. Some of them ran, others played typical summertime games, while some preferred to relax and sunbathe. They could hear music from different parts in place.

"We better help them this time", Shawn murmured to his best friend, looking at the car's trunk. "They'll think that we are gentlemen."

Dave nodded, excited at the thought. However, his smile faded when he lifted Sky's suitcase. It was really heavy. The same happened with Shawn, and both made a superhuman effort to carry their suitcases and the girls' ones.

"What's up with the weight?", complained Dave, trying to breathe properly before physical exertion. His friend shrugged, without any answer.

They went down to the beach together, unable to stop looking around. Some of the present teenagers greeted them cheerfully as they came.

"Pahkitew hostel", remembered Sky, reading the wooden signs in front of each huge house. "Oh! It's here, guys."

They stopped in from of one of those houses, a particularly spacious in appearance at least. The façade painted bright white contrasted with weeds that climbed gracefully through the exterior walls.

The door was open, so they decided to enter.

They climbed the small staircase there, and they were shocked at what they saw. The place was even more flamboyant inside.

The hall was also the living room. A sofa and armchairs were distributed there, against a hairdryer. On the walls hung a surfboard, which created a bizarre contrast to some old and colorful paintings.

Everything seemed to be made of wood, including the staircase that apparently ran upstairs.

"You finally arrive, bitches!"

The four of them were startled when the silence was broken by that male and arrogant voice.

Christopher Lexington proudly boasted of possessing an above average superficial charm. He was handsome, his pearly white teeth smile stole sighs anywhere. And what he had in beauty, he lacked in humility. As his dream was to be famous and adored by millions, he felt like he was the king of the world whenever he appeared anywhere.

"Hey, Topher", Shawn muttered, dropping his suitcases carelessly. "Is everyone here already?"

"Nah, just some of them", he answered quietly, tossing his hair back to keep it perfectly combed. "This place has a hot tub! It's like being a star..."

Dave rolled his eyes and walked over to the couch to rest on it the suitcases he was carrying. He saw Shawn doing the same.

"And there's is a fridge full of food!", announced a female voice from a place that couldn't recognize. "It's pure luxury!"

The five teenagers exchanged glances briefly, and followed that voice. They then found a blond girl eating an abnormally large portion of cake. Beside her, a thin, pale girl watched her with caution.

Sarah Turner was a peculiar girl. Being overweight didn't stop her intentions to look the way she wanted, and she wasn't ashamed to show her navel to everyone who saw her. She had earned her nickname, "Sugar", within her insatiable appetite, especially for sweets and chocolate.

If there was anything in the world that Sugar hated more than anyone better than her, it was to Ella.

Ella Williams couldn't understand why she had earned Sugar' hatred. She was always looking for ways to get along with her and be her friend... unsuccessfully. She loved looking for the good in people, and had a peculiar way of expressing her feelings. She loved to sing, and she did whenever she had the chance.

"Um, Sugar, maybe you should..."

"Go away, harpy!", cried the aforementioned, quickly getting away with what remained of her cake. "If you want cake, get some yourself! But not much, huh?!"

Just then, everyone heard noises in the hall. The group of seven teens now headed there.

They saw a burly, affable smile boy, with two other boys. The sounds they heard were issued rhythmically by one of them.

Rodney Evans grew up on a farm with his father and brothers. Accustomed to hard work since his childhood, he had grown into a muscular and strong young man. And even when he attracted the attention of many girls because of his body, that brought him several problems. Rodney was a lovesick.

Meanwhile, Edward Jones had an undeniable talent for beatbox. His strange and admirable ability to perfectly imitate an impressive amount of sound effects had won him some popularity, and that helped him overcome his shyness. His lush black hair and robust complexion gave him his nickname, "Beardo."

The third newcomer boy was the one that undoubtedly attracted more attention. And that was because he wore a long green robe and a fake beard. Leonard Hoffman fervently believed that magic was real. That wouldn't be a bad thing, but he also believed that he possessed magical powers. Despite that, he was an introvert but nice boy.

"¡Rodney, bro!", greeted cheerfully Topher, bumping fists with him. "Come with me, you gotta see the hot tub!"

While they chatted and got lost on their way to another room, the others were engaged in investigating what they had in view with curiosity.

"This place is fa-fa-fabulous", Beardo said, adding certain rhythm to his words

"I totally agree", added Leonard, nodding solemnly. "It seems like natural place for events full of magic and fantasy..."

Dave would again deny the existence of such events, as usual, but then they all turned toward footsteps approaching them.

"Well, at least you had the decency to arrive early. And you didn't get lost on the road despite your limited intellect."

Max Parker had never been what society would point to as normal. His extremely pale skin and short stature placed him near the bottom of the superficial social pyramid. However, he couldn't care less. 'Cause evil doesn't need anyone's love, but their fear. At least, that's what he said.

Beside him, a red haired girl rolled her eyes in exasperation.

Scarlett Stone couldn't stand sharing oxygen with people who lacked intellect. And that meant that she preferred the quiet solitude instead of crowds of individuals. However, between spending their holidays with her parents and sharing her time with her peers, she preferred the second option. They didn't press her each time to choose a university to attend.

"Hey... remind me why he's here", Dave muttered to Shawn murmured, watching Max behind the counter, apparently looking for something there

"Well, he's part of the class", he replied, shrugging. "Oh, and his uncle owns the hostel, and let us have it for free."

"Okay. Those are good reasons. And why are we here?"

"We're part of the class ... and I think that would be it. If you think that way, he's more important to us both."

"I think some of them are missing...", said Scarlett, more to herself than to the others, counting them with her eyes. "Yes. Four individuals..."

At the time, Topher and Rodney returned, laughing together at some stupid joke.

"...Two individuals."

All present turned toward the sound of high heels hitting the wooden floor. The Sanders twins came together. One of them elegantly removed her sunglasses, and other had some trouble dragging two heavy suitcases.

Amanda Sanders could be considered the most popular girl in high school, and also the most wanted single lady. She was physically attractive and her confident personality had earned her position as cheerleading captain, which she defended tooth and nail for anyone trying to snatched it.

Samantha Sanders, on the other hand, was the opposite. Despite sharing the appearance of her sister, she didn't enjoy the same popularity, or in the same self-esteem. She used to say that she owed her sister her place among the cheerleaders. And actually, she didn't dare to say much.

"Sorry about the delay... Samey was late. Seems to have made it a habit since birth."

Sammy sighed, leaving her and Amy's suitcases on the floor. It was not worth it defending herself, apparently.

"They're all here."

"Thank you, sidekick", said Max, earning another glare by Scarlett and finally finding what he wanted, a set of keys. "Now that we're all here, I guess it's a good time to divide rooms. This hostel has seven rooms so we have to share."

The others exchanged glances quickly, unconvinced at the idea. Max rolled his eyes.

"Those who disagree can sleep on the beach. Surely some lovely homeless guy make them company."

It seemed that this argument was enough to get rid of doubts on his peers. He smiled crookedly to continue.

"Now that we all agree... let's see. Sky and Jasmine, bedroom one", he murmured, taking said key and throwing it toward them. "Amy and Samey, bedroom two. Leonard and Beardo, bedroom three. Topher and Rodney, bedroom four. Dave and Shawn, bedroom five. Sugar and Ella, bedroom six..."

"What?!", cried Sugar, catching in the air the key that was thrown at her. "I refuse to share a bedroom with this...!"

"Beach. Homeless guy. It's up to you."

The sturdy girl crossed her arms at the words of Max spoke, angrily. Ella tried to press her hand on her shoulder gently, but she refused and got away.

Almost all of them had their corresponding keys. Max watched the last one he held in his hand.

"Well, minion, I think we'll... you know, share a bedroom."

Scarlett looked at him with raised eyebrows for a few moments. Finally snatched the key away, and his it in the neckline of her blouse.

"Oh, that's fine by me."

"Aha!", said Sugar, apparently still upset about the besroom she had to share. "You manipulated everything to sleep with your girl!"

"My what...?", he questioned, still stunned by what had just happened

Before Scarlett make things clear, they all heard the distinctive clink of bottles colliding. They turned toward the sound, only to see Topher and Beardo handing open bottles of beer among those present.

When everyone had one, Topher raised his high, smiling.

"Cheers... to the summer of our lives!"

His companions clinked bottles with him, except Max, who had left his aside right away.

Those would be an unforgettable holidays... they were sure about that.

Hi!

New fic, yep. The vast majority is co-written with wonderful Umeki-Nara, just like the summary says. What I can say? Writing with her should be a human right.

Anyway. I know that so far have only made an appearance the youngsters from Total Drama: Pahkitew Island, but don't despair, more characters will soon appear. That's for sure.

Anyway... did you like it? You didn't? Do you want a cookie? You can say it with a review!

I always answer reviews. That can be annoying to some people, but honestly I don't care. I'll do it anyway.

I think that's it.

Read you soon!

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