I've done so many things with Jane! I put her in my story that is actually rated M, I put her in an app for RandomGhostie's "Total Awesome Drama," (She didn't make it, but my other character, Mark, did) and I'm writing another story with her. And I've decided to make this another OC/? story. What if there was another newcomer to TDWT, as well as Alejandro, Sierra, and later Blaineley? I should also note that a lot of what Jane says, as in this story she is French, there will be a number at the end of the entire line. It will be explained what the foreign words mean at the end of each chapter. Also, this has slight Ezekiel/OC, Alejandro/OC, and maybe some other OC/? pairings in this story.
(Jane's POV)
"We have three newcomers! First, she's able to charm the pants off of most boys, and a few girls, too! She's the daughter of a French farmhand and his wife, and claims to have a very high IQ! Jane!" Chris announced. I stepped out of the bus. People had fallen in front of the bus.
"Here, mes amis, let me help you!" I said in my smooth French accent. I helped up the boys, first, who were introduced as Tyler and Ezekiel. (1)
"Wow, eh!" Ezekiel said, a little scared.
"Ezekiel, is it? I heard that you know Francais!" I said. "Maybe we could have a conversation in the language one day!" (2)
"Vraiment?Eh bien,j'espère quenous sommes sur lamême équipecette saison!" Ezekiel said. I smiled and turned to Tyler. (3)
"Are you okay? Do you have any scratches from falling down?" I said, in the first sentence free of French since I had arrived that I had spoken.
I must make it clear. I am multilingual. I speak English, French, Spanish, and Japanese. Yeah, I know, but my dad's a freaking farmhand! I had to make up for it by becoming incredibly smart for my age! I have an IQ of 150. Yep, I'm a genius!
I turned to the girls who had fallen. They were introduced as Izzy and Bridgette.
"Here, mes amis, let me help you!" I helped up the two girls.
"Wowee," Izzy said.
"I like boys!" Bridgette shouted.
Later, on the plane, Ezekiel was annoying Chris. A lot. I placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Nepasle rendre fou.C'est une mauvaise idée," I whispered. He shut up immediately. (4)
"Merci," Ezekiel muttered. I was pretty sure that we'd be great friends. (5)
Then, it came to the song.
Courtney: Up!
Courtney and Izzy: Up!
Courtney, Izzy, and Sierra: Up!
Courtney, Izzy, Sierra, and Lindsay: Up!
Harold: Sing!
Harold and Cody: Sing!
Harold, Cody, and DJ: Sing!
Harold, Cody, DJ, and Tyler: Sing!
Heather, LeShawna, Bridgette, Courtney, Izzy, Sierra, and Lindsay: We're flying.
Alejandro, Noah, Harold, Cody, DJ, and Tyler: And singing.
Everyone except Gwen, Duncan, Ezekiel, and Owen: We're flying and we're singing!
Sierra: Come fly with us!
Sierra and Cody: Come fly with us!
Izzy: We've got a lot 'o crazy tunes to bust! Haha!
Bridgette: Come fly with us!
Bridgette and Lindsay: Come fly with us!
Alejandro: It's a pleasure, and an honor, and a must.
Duncan: Dudes, this is messed. You're singing in a plane.
Harold: What did you expect? Chris is freaking insane. Ah!
Gwen: Yeah, but, guys, you're singing on TV!
Courtney: Haven't you always wanted to? It can't just be me!
DJ: Come fly with us!
DJ and LeShawna: Come fly with us!
Heather: Do you know how to steer this thing!
Chef Hatchet: I try.
Ezekiel and Jane: Je m'envole et le chant, et je crois que je vais me faire mal! (6)
Noah: Come fly with us! Come die with us!
Owen: We're flying? I hate flying! Stop the plane! (clang!)
Sierra, DJ, Cody, and Heather: Come fly with us! Come sing with us!
Gwen and Duncan: No!
Chris: Anyone care for a copy of the season three rules? Because in order to escape instant elimination-
Bridgette: All contestants must sing in each show!
Courtney: Duncan, do it! Let's go!
Cody: Gwen, sing it! Don't go!
Gwen: Well, I don't wanna go home. Come fly with us! Come fly with us! Come and fly with us!
Courtney: Duncan, come on! Please?
Duncan: This sucks!
Everyone except Duncan and Owen: Yeah!
At the end, I was positioned directly in front of Duncan. Courtney immediately started griping.
"WHY did you have to sing in French?" Courtney griped at me and Zeke. "None of us understood what you just said!"
"We said, well, sang, 'We're flying and singing, and I think I'm going to get hurt,' Mademoiselle CIT," I spat.
"Yeah, eh!" Zeke said.
Later, we landed in Egypt.
"An eleven hour flight, not to mention the food, and now, we've got a CHALLENGE?" LeShawna shouted.
"Don't you love this game?" Chris said. I almost whispered something to Ezekiel, when I noticed that he wasn't there. I searched.
"Zeke? Where is Zeke?" I said.
"Somewhere between here and Canada. Remember? I threw him out after the song because he didn't sing!" Chris said.
"Um, yes, he did! He sang with me!" I explained.
"Chris McLean est idiot de proportions explosives! Il est un incompétent, stupide, noix de cerveau...AAAHHH!"I shouted in the confessional. (7)
"Oh, well, that sucks for him!" Chris said, then explained the challenge to us. We had to deal with a pyramid. We raced to the finish line either over or under the pyramid. I didn't really hear anything else, because I was getting dizzy from the heat.
"I-I think I'm gonna…" I said, and heard gasps, running footsteps, and sliding on sand before falling unconscious.
(No one's POV)
Jane had fallen unconscious. Alejandro ran to catch her before she could hit the ground. He slid in to catch her once he gained enough momentum. Yes, he was that far away.
"Get her into the plane!" LeShawna shouted.
"Or, someone carry her through the challenge!" Chris said, obviously not happy. Alejandro picked her up with little difficulty and ran to go under the pyramid. Then, she started waking up.
(Jane's POV)
Next thing I knew, I was waking up in the Spanish boy's arms. He was carrying me through the challenge.
"Qu'est-il arrivé?" I asked.
"¿Qué?" Alejandro said.
"¿Qué pasó?" I explained. (8)
"You passed out, I think because of the heat," Alejandro said.
"Oh, well, that happens a lot," I said. I tried to stand up, and stumbled into Alejandro, who caught me.
"I'll carry you if you're still too dizzy to walk," Alejandro said. I nodded silently, and he picked me up bridal style. We walked in just as Noah was saying something.
"Great! Our friendly neighborhood host dude forgot to tell us that there are different paths!" Noah said.
"My parents told me how to detect the correct way through when I was little," I said. I wiped my hand on my shirt and licked my finger. I held it up, and Alejandro carried me towards the first doorway. I felt nothing. The next one, I felt something. I motioned for Alejandro to go through that path. He did, and we emerged out of the pyramid after Bridgette and Lindsay did. Alejandro started to carry me to were the first team was standing, when Chris stopped us.
"Bridgette and Lindsay round out Team 1. You are the first two of Team 2!" Chris said.
"And dude, why are you carrying her?" he continued.
"She's still dizzy," Alejandro said.
"You can try to put me down now. I'll see if I can walk," I said. Alejandro gently stood me to my feet, and I stumbled into him again. Alejandro caught me before I could hit the ground from the transferred momentum.
"Well, congratulations! You get…" Chris said, as Noah and Owen ran out of the pyramid, chased by Izzy, who was wrapped in bandages, carrying another bandaged figure.
"Izzy, you're carrying the undead!" Noah shouted.
"Cool! Bite me and I can become your undead friend!" Izzy shouted. The figure jumped out of Izzy's grasp and pulled off the bandages covering his face.
"Thanks for all the help, ya knobs!" Ezekiel shouted.
"Zeke, didn't we leave you at Halifax or Whitehorse, or whatever?" Chris said.
"It's called landing gear, homie! I grabbed onto it and climbed up, hiding in the cargo hold, eh!" Ezekiel said.
"Smart, but you're still out, dude!" Chris said.
"Come on, Chris! Alejandro, could you let me go?" I said. Alejandro did so. I walked over to Chris, staggering slightly. "Come on, Chris! Just let the little guy on. Please!" I said, throwing on my pouty face and the puppy dog eyes.
"Sure!" Chris said. "Zeke, go ahead and join Team 2." Zeke walked over to us.
"Jane, why are you with the pretty boy, eh?" Zeke said, glaring at Alejandro.
"Jealous much, Amigo?" Alejandro said.
"Boys, boys-WHOA!" I said, stumbling as I detached myself from Alejandro's grasp.
"Well, maybe I am, or maybe I'm not, eh!" Zeke shouted.
"Well, Zeke, you probably should be jealous!" Alejandro said. "If you love her, that is."
Everyone had turned to hear the altercation between the homeschooled redneck who spoke eight languages and the Spanish diplomat's son who spoke three. At Alejandro's last line, everyone gasped. Zeke was blushing a little. I was fuming. I roared and pounced on the Spanish male, punching him in the jaw. The guys were cheering me on, while the girls were looking in slight horror. Zeke was surprised. Finally, Chris got some interns to pull me off of Alejandro. I kicked and screamed shouts of "Let me at him!" and "Permettez-moi de lui!" (9)
"Well, I guess this concludes this episode! Will any teeth remain in Alejandro's mouth by the end of the season? Does Zeke love Jane? Can this show get any hotter? Find out next time, on Total, Drama, WORLD TOUR!" Chris said.
Translations! (Everything under here was in French in the story, unless marked otherwise.)
(1) my friends
(2) French
(3) Really? Well, I hope we are on the same team this season!
(4) Don't make him mad. It's a bad idea.
(5) Thank you
(6) We're flying and singing, and I think I'm going to get hurt!
(7) Chris McLean is an idiot of explosive proportions! He's an incompetent, stupid, nutbrained...
(8) What happened?;What?;What happened? (French;Spanish;Spanish)
(9) Let me at him!