RETURNING TO THE PAST
CHAPTER 1
INTRODUCTIONS
A/N So I was doodling and listening to my parents yell about how my cell phone bill was over 80 bucks this month when I doodled a character that kinda looked like a mix of Duncan and Courtney. So I figured, why not bring all the kids of the original TDI campers to the island, and let them duke it out for 500,000 dollars. (Hey the economy is bad; game show money has taken a hit.) Will romance return to camp Wawanakwa? Or will the chance for half a million dollars snuff out all other emotions besides greed? Welcome back to camp, it'll be a trip.
I was sitting on a boat traveling to this god-forsaken camp with my twin brother; when I realized "Why in hell did I agree to this?"
I mean my mom was all like "Oh, this will be good for your character, plus you'll meet all of our friends kids." Blah, blah, blah.
Well, at least Dad gave me a choice in the matter. He said that if I didn't want to go I didn't have to. Then he added with a snigger and a nudge "It's not like you just got the chance to get a get-out-of-juvie-free card; like I did." I rolled my eyes and gave him a hug before I pushed him off our half-pipe.
Oh, yeah by the last comment you've probably realized that my dad is Duncan from TDI and my mom is Courtney. I never got the whole opposites attract thing, but my parents are prime examples of that.
I mean, my mom is the CEO of Fendi in the United States, and my Dad is currently recording a new CD with his punk band False Solution. Cool name right? Yeah.
Actually my Dad came up with the name, and Gwen (Yes, also from TDI) came up with the lyrics for the original version of their first hit Folded. I know Gwen and Trent's three kids pretty well; so does Dylan, I guess (My twin) but that would require him to be a little more social.
But even though my dad and all his friends are only thirty-five; most of them are still pretty cool.
Bridgette and Geoff own a surf shop chain that sells everything for the perfect beach party. Plus you know like rash guards and boards. Plus they all live in California now. I've never met their kids, but I've heard their pretty cool.
Well, I really haven't introduced myself yet, my name's Kiki. Well, that's what my friends and my dad call me my real name is Kathleen. Ugh, my brother and my mom, and basically all other family members call me this, and it sucks.
I look like my mom; I'm almost an exact replica of her at sixteen. However, you can tell I got my dad's wild side, and his eyes. When I was thirteen I found a bottle of his green hair dye, and streaked my hair.
When I showed my dad he laughed, when my mom saw, she screamed. You can tell how the reactions differed.
So since then I have gotten piecings and wear a lot of black and pink. My current piercing count is up to seven. One in my nose, eyebrow, double-pierced in each ear, and a cartilage stud on my left ear. I am currently planning to get a tattoo, but I have to find my true love first.
I mean my dad's first tattoo was when he met mom. And I think my Mom has one too, but she just ignores me when I ask to see it. And each time something significant happens in our lives, he gets another one. I think he's up to fourteen… give our take one or two.
Anyway the reason I'm telling my life story is because I'm being shipped off with my brother to "relive" our parents um… I don't know how to put this uh oh "Game Show Glory Days"
I know that my dad will be cheering me on this whole time, my mom however, I can't say she WON"T be cheering for me, she will. It's just I think she'll be cheering for Dylan a little more.
I looked to my brother for support during this time, but I secretly trust Gwen and Trent's oldest son Brandon more then him. I mean B's style is a lot like mine, and so is his attitude. Dylan's is more like Madeline, Gwen and Trent's youngest daughter. She's the bookworm of the family, and personally I think Dylan has a major crush on her. The middle child I've only met once, his name is LJ. Supposedly he's just like Brandon, but I really don't remember him that much.
Anyway I popped my Ipod's hot pink Skullcandy earbuds in, and listened to the All-American Rejects new album. I immediately flipped it to Real World.
I woke up on this side
I thought it was a dream
At first we learn to walk
Then we learn to scream…
This could be the real world now.
I don't believe it
When I can't see the truth
Welcome to the real world now
All I carried
It only lead's to poisoned youth…
I snapped my Bubblemint gum as I listened and looked down the list of names and pictures we were sent almost a week ago.
Trent and Gwen
Brandon: 17
LJ: 16
Madeline: 15
Bridgette and Geoff
Heart: 17
Erich: 17
Identical twins
Matthew: 16
James: 16
Courtney and Duncan
Fraternal twins
Kathleen: (Ugh I can't believe my mom sent that in) 16
Dylan: 16
Lindsey and Tyler
Marie: 16
Harold and LaShawna
Identical Triplets
Larry: 16
Tanya: 16
Zeke: 16
Katie and Noah
Antoninna: 16
Heather and Justin
Jacob: 17
Isabella: 16
Beth and Ezekial
Drew: 17
Moses: 16
Hannah: 16
Owen and Izzy
Incognito: 16
Millennium: 16
Sadie and Cody
Mia: 16
Hugh: 15
DJ and Eva
Nat: 16
On this list (excluding my Brother) I've only met Trent and Gwen's kids. Some of the names sound promising though.
OMG though, I CANNOT wait to see B again. It's been about 4 months since False Solution's last tour ended, and since the last time we've talked face-to-face. O.K I know how this sounds, and no B and I are not like that. We've been best friends since before we were born. We even share the same birthday date.
It's just we both get each other, and we never run out of things to talk about. With Madeline I can talk to her for about…hmm.. TWO minutes without making some excuse to leave.
I look over at Dylan who is still immersed in his summer reading. I snapped my gum, irritated. I mean, we have all summer to read those stupid books; but no, he reads them and then gets NEW ONES.
I swear, we may be related by blood, but he's nothing like me.
As if Dylan read my mind he sighs, closes his book, and looks over at me.
I smirk over in his direction and pop my gum again. "Done with that boring, old book already?"
Dylan rolled his emerald green eyes at me. "No, I was planning on finishing, but SOMEONE insisted on snapping their gum, extra loudly today." He looked over and flashed a smile at me; just as I snapped my gum again.
I smiled guiltily at him, and looked down at my Ipod as the song changed to Dropkick Murphy. If I had chosen to stay behind this summer Dad had promised to introduce them to me, as a thank-god-you-haven't-gotten-yourself-in TOO- much-trouble-this-year present.
But I couldn't pass up a chance to hang with B and some other kids this summer. No offense, but after only hanging out with my dad for two weeks before this camp thing started at our summer house; I was getting kinda bored.
Suddenly the boat bumped up against an old, beat-up, graying dock. Dylan and I exchanged looks and grimaced. Welcome back to Wawanakwa. It'll definitely be a summer to remember.
A/N So what do we think? I need at least two reviews before I post the next chapter. I already have the next chapter written, and I may post it later tonight, MAYBE. If any of you have ideas for chapters feel free to review and/ or PM me. Also if any of you have ideas for my As The Lights Go Down/ Waking Up In Vegas Courtney and Duncan story feel free to write me. If you need ideas for you're story all you have to do is ask. I chock full of good ideas, if you need one just write.