Disclaimer: TDI characters, don't own them, you know it, I know it, they know it, but let's have some fun with 'em, okay? First attempt at writing some fan fiction in a long while. Appreciate some feed back!
"HEATHER!" Screamed LeShawna upon discovering her favorite t-shirt smeared with make-up as she came from the shower. "That's my favorite shirt!"
"Oh that 'rag' that you left laying around the room was your shirt?" Heather feint innocence as she files her nails to its razor edge. "My bad, I needed something to wipe up the nail polish that Lindsay spilled."
"But Heather, you're the one who took it from me while it was opened!" Lindsay cried as she points out her unfinished nails.
"Why you skinny two-face heifer!" LeShawna hurled at Heather as she drew closer with Gwen and Bridgette attempting to hold her off.
"She's not worth it, LeShawna!" Bridgette exclaimed. "It's bad karma! Let's just get this cleaned up!"
As LeShawna stormed off to find some polish remover, Gwen and Bridgette stared down at Heather who was not even bothered with her latest stunt of mean.
"Geez, Heather. Bad enough, we have to compete in another humiliating challenge with Chris, but do you need to keep this up with us?" Gwen questioned.
"I have no idea what you are talking about, Gwen. Homegirl there should thank me for giving her reason to shop for some much needed new clothes." Heather coldly explained. "She should be thanking me."
"There never has been a nice bone in your body, is there?" The blond surfer inquired.
"If there is, I gladly would have it medically replaced long time ago…" Heather scoffed as she scrolled off.
"Ooooh that Heather can really crease my nerves!" The teenaged goth girl grumbled. "She really needs a personality transplant!"
"But who would be willingly to donate?" Bridgette confided as she placed her hand on Gwen's shoulder.
"DJ!" Eva screamed as she was fuming several shades redder than her normal pigmentation. She stormed towards the goateed Jamaican teenager as he was shielding his pet bunny from the incoming onslaught that Eva was preparing to bring forth.
"E-e-Eva! W-w-what's the problem?" DJ stuttered in fear.
"Why haven't you shown up to spot me like I'd ASKED you to?" Eva demanded. DJ felt the intensity of heated anger from muscled-bound rage queen.
"Well, Bunny here had a little head cold and needed me to nurse back with some warm carrot juice," DJ explained as he gently held a baby bottle to a cradled bunny wrapped in a blanket. "Second, I had asked Tyler to take my place knowing you needed a lifting partner, lastly, you kinda…didn't…ask, more, er, ordered me to spot you…"
"That's RIGHT! Or-DERED! You're probably the second strongest person here at this camp next to me," Eva proclaimed, directly pointing her thumb to her chest. "And here you're playing nursemaid to some rodent and sent the wannabe jock my way. That idiot nearly killed me!"
Flashback: Eva nearly being crushed by her own bench weight as Tyler struggles to get it off her.
"I thought you would be my closest rival but frankly, Noah, probably has more drive than you, you, wimpy little wuss!" Eva raises her fist to the brickhouse as he flinches back from the oncoming punch but Eva nods her head in disgust and backs off.
"Geez, what a waste of muscle and a backbone… learn to MAN UP, loser!" Eva advises as she storms off.
"Whew!" DJ exhaled as he wiped the sweat off his forehead. "Wow, bunny! And everyone here thought Heather is scary, Eva is just plain nuts!"
Before his heart could lower from that confrontation, the gentle giant soon was startled by a hook that sprang out from the shadows of the bushes. DJ lets out a girlish scream that contradicts a man of his size and stature. The pitch carries on for nearly a full minute before DJ was slapped back to his senses by one of his friends on the island…Duncan.
"Dude! You are making this waaay too easy! I never even had to set the scary mood!" Duncan coughed up the words as he nearly kneeled over from laughter.
"DUNCAN! NOT COOL!" DJ cried out. "Bad enough that Eva was that close to killing me but you have to come in a finish the job! Er, Bunny, oh god, where's BUNNY?"
"He's safe, Deej…" Geoff said while holding the retrieved rabbit with a big goofy grin on his face with tears welling up at his eyes. Trent followed closely by with his hand over his mouth in a futile attempt of laughing at DJ's misfortune. "Sorry on prankin' ya bro, but Eva in her own psychopath way has a point. You've the build, speed and reflexes to put her, heck anyone in their place in most of the competitions and shouldn't have to be that nice to everyone!"
"But I always raised to 'do to others what you would like to be done to you'!" DJ quoted on the golden rule as he gladly took back his pet bunny from Geoff.
"Yeah, I heard that differently where I come from, 'do to others and better make sure it sticks!'" Duncan retorted.
"DJ, don't mind our resident delinquent, we're just think, as your friends, your overall potential could benefit us in challenges next season!" Trent encouraged to big guy.
"I know, my ex-football coach always said I was too soft on the field. 'Eye of the Tiger, DJ!' he would always say. Guess that's why I took up ribbon dancing, less chance of hurting someone…" DJ agreed and frowned.
The three other guys looked at each other in odd silent moment. "Yeah, guy, that's a nice alternative…" Which was expressed quietly.
"Hey Geoff. Hang on to Bunny for a little bit. I need to clear my head. You will watch him carefully this time right?" DJ requested.
"Uh…" Geoff hesitated.
"Of course he would, DJ!" Duncan quickly answered back as he waved DJ off and took Geoff with him. Trent trailed behind before he took a small object from his pocket and tossed it to DJ.
"Hey, DJ! Catch!" He told DJ. DJ caught it overhead and observed the black and white circular talisman he was given.
"Nice! One of those Asian symbols?" DJ inquired.
"Yeah, my uncle got that for me in Chinatown out in California, bought from some old dude named, get this, 'Uncle'. Said it has mystic properties and provides balance in the holder's life. Maybe it will help you find a way to turn your weaknesses to strengths or something." Trent explained as he bid his friend a farewell.
DJ cupped the in his large hands, staring at it intensely. He came upon the docks and sat around the edge. "Finding balance, huh?" He thought to himself as laid back staring at the sky and held the yin yang talisman in his hand. "It's just not in me to be aggressive. I just wish I knew a way to get folks to stop acting mean and just mellow out sometimes."
His moment of peace was once again disturbed as a certain raven-haired Asian girl ran hard on the wooden boards with a look of panic on her face.
"DJ, thank goodness! Quick, hide me!" She demanded.
"Heather… what did you do this time?" He questioned with an unsurprised expression.
"Geez, it's only a little something about nail polish on LeShawna's shirt and some tie-dye in Gwen's laundry. Now hide me! Oh never mind, you big lug!" The Queen dove underneath a canoe and was immediately out of plain sight except for DJ.
"Don't you dare rat me out, DJ!" Heather threatened as LeShawna, Gwen, Lindsay and Beth followed in hot pursuit. DJ stood by and looked at the group with feinted confusion.
"She has to be somewhere!" Gwen fumed and calmed slightly when seeing DJ standing in front of her. "Oh Deej, you seen that snake Heather slither around here?"
"Well, I did see her run by not too long ago…" DJ said half truthfully. "But don't y'all think ganging up on her is going solve this hostility? Ya know, 'live and let live'?"
"Naw, she got this one coming!" LeShawna retorted. Not wanting to hear DJ's passive view points the girls towards the other end of the beach to continue the search. "Let's go she might further down the beach! I swear I'm tossing that heifer off the cliff again!"
DJ nervously waved off Heather's pursuers as she crept out from under the canoe. She scoffed at the fact that she skimpy out got dirty and gave DJ an icy look. She frowned and eyed around for anyone else that was close by.
"Thanks..." She mumbled out.
"Why did you do that?" DJ asked.
"What? Thanking you to lie?" She answered.
"Not that. And I didn't lie, I just didn't tell the whole truth and even that makes me feel guilty." DJ debated as he clenched to the talisman. "I meant why cause so much grief to Gwen and the rest? You know don't have to be so mean to everyone."
"That's how I am. Frankly, I never got why you're always so nice to all these losers. I mean really that's what I call stomach-churning!" Her hands mockingly gestured as she argued back. "Wait… what's that in your hand?"
"Oh Trent loaned this necklace to me for luck." He answered but retorted back. "Stop changing the subject!"
"Hey, a Toaist taijitu! My grandmother had one of these! Let me see!" She quickly snatched out of DJ's hand.
"Hey! You could learn to be polite enough to ask for it nicely!" DJ reached over to retrieve the object but Heather dodged away to keep it out of his reach as he missed and was off-balanced ready to feel off the pier.
"HA! And you could learn not to be anyone's whuppin-boy, DJ!" Heather taunted at the big guy confident she got away. However, DJ's desperate attempt to regain his balance grab the queen bee's wrist and both fell back into the shallow water below with the talisman in tow.
A few moments went by as Heather slow rose up, dragging DJ's body to shore. She quickly placed her head upon his chest for a heartbeat and listened for steady breathing. DJ coughed up some water staring a harsh expression at an increasingly concerned Heather.
"Uh, wha-what happened?" DJ demanded as he slowly lifted himself up, rubbing the back of his head.
"Oh dear, thank goodness, you're alright DJ! Please stay here and try not to move while I'll go get help!" Heather exclaimed in a panic as she rushed off towards the camp.
After Heather was out of slight, DJ stood up continually rubbing his head and then started popping his neck and flexing his biceps. Tangled upon his wrist was the talisman but broken in half with the Yang symbol shown. After stretching his toned body, DJ started cracking his knuckles as he smiled menacingly.
"Yes, Heather, you go and get some help… the other players are going need the medical attention real soon… Time for Devon Joseph got himself some much needed payback…" He grinned and walked in the dark shadows of the forest.
To be continued…
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