Hey everyone, i'm back! Phew, it's been two long years, haven't they? I'm so sorry for being absent for so long, but it's been two busy years for me, you know. The college has put a ton of pressure on me, going from one place to another getting paperwork to work with.
But that's over. I can safely say that i'm done with my finals for the time being (i still have a few left for February and March), and i can go back to business. So, here i present you the revisited, rewritten and rebooted version of Total Drama Alternate, with all the mistakes and bugs worked out. Now i just have to continue writing the rest of the story, which i haven't been able to do due to college.
Disclaimer: i don't own Total Drama, nor do i profit from writing these stories. I only write them for creative purposes.
Camp Wawanakwa, a summer camp on an island, with a set of docks, two bedroom cabins, a communal washroom, a main lodge/mess hall, an outhouse, a campfire pit with 25 seats of wood, a lifeguard tower, a ball game court in a glass box room to the far corner, an outdoor stage/ampitheater area, a large forest with a few small mountains and plenty of rocks towering over some of the trees, a large and very tall cliff, and a large lake surrounding it all. Massively large lake, it almost would seem like it was the ocean practically.
"Yo!"
A beautiful man with wavy black hair and gorgeous black eyes appeared on screen. He seemed to be in his thirties. He looked like a snake oil salesman, complete with a smug smile.
"My name is Chris Mclean, coming live from Camp Wawanakwa, somewhere in Muskoka, Ontario, and i'm the host to the newest, latest reality TV show right now."
He began walking as he explained "Here is how it works: originally we had 22 contestants from this region participating, but an anonymous billionaire bought the company, and expanded the cast of contestants from 22 to 50 individuals from all around Canada, which means that this first season will be full of drama, romance, lies, tears, and excitement all packed up in one"
"While they're here, they'll compete in challenges against each other, then have to face the judgment of their fellow campers. Every three days, one team will either win a reward or watch one of their team member's walk down the Dock of Shame, take a ride on the Boat of Loser's, and leave Total Drama Island, for good."
In a flash, Chris takes us to a bonfire pit where he reveals the inner workings of the vote off. "Every three days all but one of the campers will receive a marshmallow. In the end, only one will be left standing and be rewarded with cheesy tabloid fame and a small fortune, which, lets face it, they'll probably blow in a week."
"They will have to fight against flies...,"
Cut to a swarm of bees.
..bears,"
Cut to an angry bear beneath the swarm.
...disgusting camp food...,
Cut to a big worm on a bowl, "Hey there"
"...And each other,".
"We will tape every moment, and so we will give them no privacy."
"Who will crumble under the pressure? Find out here, right now, on, Total. Drama. Island!"
(Intro)
[Several shots of the lights and cameras hidden around camp popping out and turning on, often at the expense of the wildlife. A cue card marks a transition to a fly-by shot starting at the docks and 'Wawanakwa' sign, past the camp facilities, and over the top of the host drinking coffee in a director's chair just as the lyrics start.]
Dear Mom and Dad, I'm doing fine
[The camera flies through the trees and up to the largest cliff, peeking over to see two rings of buoys laid out in the water.]
You guys are on my mind
[The camera dives off the cliff and into an underwater shot; Cameron is shown in an oversized life jacket and swim trunks. A shark comes behind him. Cameron screams just as a fishing line hooks his life jacket.]
You asked me what i wanted to be,
And now i think the answer's plain to see
[A cut to the surface, where B is sitting in a modified canoe. As he tinkers with a motorized fishing rod, Cameron resurface and grab the side of the canoe; the mechanism malfunctions and tears the life jacket off, flinging it high into the sky.]
I Wanna Be Famous!
[The life jacket hangs in front of the sun for a moment before coming back down into the woods. The camera pans down to DJ, Dawn and Ella all meditating on a stump and surrounded by small woodland animals; the life jacket hits DJ in the head, alerting the wildlife, who then attack him. DJ screams in pain as he runs away, and the two girls run after him. The camera zooms out to show Scott and Max watching the scene and laughing, and then again to show Scarlett raising an eyebrow, then writing something in a notebook.]
I wanna live close to the sun,
[The camera zooms to another part of camp, showing Sierra and Topher, LeShawna and Heather, and Cody and Mike sitting in three inflatable rafts and about to go over a waterfall. Too busy slap-fighting, they all notice too late and scream as they go over the edge.]
Well pack your bags 'cuz i've already won
[The shot pans down to the bottom of the waterfall, showing Lightning and Sky both standing on a broken log suspended between two rocks, the latter flexing and the former lifting a perfectly fine log. Too busy excercising, they miss the others falling behind them. Cody and Mike fall on the log Lightning's lifting Shawn and Izzy, both swinging a wine, run into view and collide with Sky and Lightning, who drops Mike and Cody, sending all four of them flying off to the left of the camera.]
Everything to prove, nothin' in my way,
[The camera rapidly pans to follow Izzy, Shawn, Sky and Lightning, and they eventually slam into the outhouse confessional. The impact causes Lindsay to fly out the door and landed on Dave, who was about to enter the outhouse, and whose face ends up smothered by Lindsay's boobs. The camera pans over to the Main Lodge – Chef's silhouette is visible in the window.]
I'll get there one day
[The camera moves in past the window to show a smirking Chef, arm deep in a large pot of something sickly green. He looks behind him to where Ezekiel, Beardo, and Beth are sitting, all three tied up. The three share a nervous glance. On the left next to them are Sugar and Owen, who are already consuming another bowl of the disgusting concoction, while on the right Harold and Leonard are exchanging trading cards.]
Cause I Wanna Be Famous!
[The camera pans left to show Jo and Eva arm-wrestling. Jo points at something behind Eva, but the tough girl doesn't buy it and defeats Jo. Next to them Tyler and Brick are doing the same, and it's clear that the cadet is winning as he defeats the jock with no problem. The camera zooms out past another window to show the edge of the docks. Amy backhands a gabbing Staci, then pushes over Sammy and Zoey as the nicer twin and the Indie chick bend down to pick up some shells. Meanwhile, Anne Maria, Katie and Sadie are gushing at Alejandro as he poses and the wind blows his hair. Rodney, who is also nearby, stares at Alejandro in jealousy.]
NAH Nah Nah Nah Nah
NAH Nah Nah Nah Nah
In another scene, Geoff and Bridgette, both in their swimming gears, are staring longingly at each other, until their moment was interupted by Jasmine, who emerges from the water wrestling a shark. Both blondes fall out of the surfboard without the tall Aussie noticing.
NAH Nah Nah Nah Nah
Nah Nah NAH
[A pan down the docks show Trent trying to woo Gwen by playing his guitar. The Goth simply rolls her eyes and resumes writing in her diary. We cut to Sam happily playing a portable console. A furry hand taps him on the shoulder, distracting the gamer and allowing the arm to snatch away the console. Sam realizes what's happened, and rushes angrily at the large hairy ape-man now playing the game. Both Trent and Gwen stare at this weird display before them.
I Wanna Be, I Wanna Be, I Wanna Be Famous! (Na-na nanananaa, nanana-nanaa, na-nananananaa)
[Dakota moves the camera onto herself, and kisses the lens. She waves as a man quickly wipes away the smudge, then types something into her cellphone. Moments later, five other men appear on the docks with cameras, snapping pictures of a rapidly-posing Dakota.]
I Wanna Be, I Wanna Be, I Wanna Be Famous! (Na-na nanananaa, nanana-nanaa, na-nananananaa)
[The photoshoot is interrupted by a splash of water; the camera pans right to show an annoyed Chris standing on a boat and holding an empty bucket. The reflection of light on the bucket become stars in the night sky as the scene transitions, panning down to reveal Courtney and Noah sitting at a campfire in front of a large full moon. They gaze into each other's eyes, but are interrupted by Duncan's sudden appearance between them, an arm around Courtney's shoulders and shoving the bookworm aside. Both of them glare at the punk. The shot zooms out to show the other campers also sitting around the fire and whistling the last few notes of the theme song as Chris watches.]
Chris, who is again standing on the dock, addresses the viewers again "Welcome back to Total Drama Island. Alright, it's time to meet our campers. We told them that they'll be staying in a five star resort, so if they seem a little disappointed, that's probably why."
A giant yacht appears next to the dock as it unloads the camper it is carrying. The first camper off is a young, short brunette with a green blouse, braces, glasses and her hair in a ponytail. She was pretty much the living image of the nerdy girl.
"Let's meet our first contestant, Beth"
The aforementioned girl ran excitedly over to Chris, who she hugged, to his discomfort, and said " Oh my gosh, it's so great to meet you!" She then let go and took her time to look at the host "Wow, you seem much shorter in real life"
"Um, thanks?" the host replied, somehow feeling offended "Now please, go stand over there and wait for the others"
"Okay" she replied walking to the other end of the dock. Chris then turned to the camera.
"Not exactly easy on the eyes, that one."
The second camper is another female who makes her grand entrance as well. She was an Asian girl with soft Native-American features, with semi-short black hair, earrings that had red feather-like things coming from them, dark coloured eyes, black leggings, a cream coloured top that a purple line at the waist, and sneakers that were a mix of purple & white.
She jumps off of the yatch, makes a pirouette and lands on the dock. Chris claps.
"Sky! I'm glad you decided to show up after all!" Chris said.
Sky simply looked around the island "This...isn't a resort...at all."
Chris chortled "I know, the producers lied about that because they wanted to see the look on your face."
Sky gasped "What?! They lied to me!? To me AND my other competitors?! That is NOT right!"
"I'm terribly sorry, but i'm not. You'll be staying at this summer camp instead. I promise though, that you will still have just as much happy times and fun entertainment as you would at the resort!" the host said in false reassurance.
"If this is how you're going to treat me and the other contestants, I think I should just go now." Sky declared, but when she turns she sees her boat is already driving off without her, "You can't do that!"
"I'm sorry (NOT), but, you can't leave. Your contracts state so." Chris said while pulling off a large stack of papers and smugly waving it in Sky's face.
Sky sighed "Well, okay, I've been through worse before, and I came here to win that money so fine, I can deal with whatever this location has to offer me!"
Chris smiles "That's the spirit!"
Sky walks to the other side of the dock and sees Beth "Hey, wait, are you going to be staying here too?"
"Yeah, i thought the same. They did say that others would participate as well, so i think this is going to be a great chance to make new friends!" Beth said in excitement.
"Uh, I think I'm going to be fine, but we'll see about that."
Almost immediately, the scene goes to the 3th camper arriving on the island. It's a male camper, and one with dark African-canadian skin aswell. Or African-American. Whatever. This boy is very athletically built, however. Complete with very well formed muscles on all parts of his body, shaven dark hair, black eyes, some ear piecrings, and for clothes he wears simple shorts with a blue jersey that has a gold "1" on the front and back. He also wears sneakers that match his outfit. While he stands on the bow of the boat, he flexes and poses with his muscles before jumping with a front-flip off of the boat and onto the dock where he strikes yet another flexing pose. He finishes by even kissing his two biceps.
"And I see we finally have Lightning!" Chris declared.
Lightning smirked "You bet you've got the Lightning! Not only do you have the Lightning on this dock, but you have the Lightning in ALL his Sha-majesty!"
"That is very good to know, Lightning!"
Lightning looked around the place "So uh, where's the resort at?"
"There's no resort."
Lightning groaned "Aw man! Was hopin' to spend time beatin' the crap outta the competition while also relaxing in a hot tub!...there is still that crash prize though right?"
"Yep. There's still a one million big ones."
Lightning whooped while pumping his fists in the air "Sha-Booyah!"
Chris chuckles a bit "I'm glad your happy about that!"
"O'course Lightning's happy 'bout that! I ain't crazy or stupid!" the jock responds before he joins Beth & Sky at that point as the next boat with a contestant arrives on the scene.
"Hey ladies, would ya like a piece of the Lightning?" he asked while flexing his muscles. Beth giggled and blushed while Sky simply rolls her eyes.
"Sorry, but i'm taken" the gymnast plainly stated. Lightning blinked "It means i have a boyfriend" she stressed.
The next contestant to come to the dock is a tall Jamaican-Canadian. He is much taller than Beth and Sky, and is just as tall and well-built as Lightning. He is wearing a green T-shirt with a bold "D" letter, jean denim shorts, and a white cap. He also sports a beard, which makes him look older despite his age.
"DJ", Chris says greeting the young man in front of him.
"Yo, Chris Mclean," Says DJ as he gives the host a high five. He then looks around with a confused look "Yo, man, are you sure this is the right place? Where's the hot tub at?"
"There isn't any in here, DJ. This is Camp Wawanakwa, where luxuries don't exist. However, there ARE many dangerous things you might want to be aware of." Chris warned frighteningly. DJ seemed a little unnerved.
The large teen gulped before picking his luggage. As DJ walked to the other side of the dock near Beth, Sky and Lightning he comments, "Looked a lot different on the application form."
Lightning walked up to him "Hey man, glad ta see anotha brotha! Name's Lightning" he held his fist in the air. DJ fist-pumped with him.
"Thanks, man. Hey girls, name's DJ"
"Mine's Beth" the nerdy girl replied.
"Sky" the gymnast replied as well with a friendly smile.
While that happened, another contestant had already been let off. She had turquoise hair dye covering parts of her already black hair. She was also clad in a pure black skirt and shirt. Chris then turned to her.
"Hello Gwen."
After looking around, it was at that point that Gwen realized just where she was at. "You mean we're staying here?"
"No, you're staying here. My crib's in airstream with A/C over there." the host said with an aura of smugness in his voice.
The goth girl humped "I did not sign up for this."
"Actually," Chris said while holding up the contract he showed Sky earlier, "you did."
Gwen, after contemplating what Chris had just said, she grabbed the papers and tore them up. She looked rather smug about it. Chris seemed angry at first, then became equally smug. He suddenly pulled out another set of documents.
"One fun fact about lawyers: they make lots and lots of copies." the host said smugly.
Gwen began storming off "I am not doing this."
"Suit yourself, but I hope you can swim, because your ship has just sailed."
The host was right, because Gwen's yatch had indeed sailed. She turned angrily to Chris.
"Jerk!"
Sky walked up to the Goth girl and placed a hand on her shoulder "It's okay, that jerk showed me the same contract. Still you should-"
Gwen slapped her hand off of her shoulder "Don't touch me"
Sky frowned at her rudeness.
Suddenly, loud music blared in the distance. A young teenager with a cowboy hat and pink, unbuttoned vest was seen dancing on top of the boat. As he reached the dock, he jumped off the rail and on to it. This was Geoff.
"Chris McLean!" this boy said as he walked up to Chris and the two bro-fisted, "It's an honor to meet you, man, how's it going, man?"
"The Geoff-ster!", Chris greeted, "Welcome to the Island, man!"
"Thanks man."
"If they say "man" one more time, I'm gonna puke." Gwen muttered.
Chris turned to the camera again "Okay everyone, this is Lindsay"
She was very attractive and she wore cowboy boots and a blue bandana. Probably the most obvious feature of her appearance was her well proportioned chest. The three other girls were having mixed feelings about the blonde; Beth was feeling envious at her beauty, Gwen simply scoffed and rolled her eyes, while Sky looked nervous.
"Not too shabby" the host commented towards the camera with a wink.
"Hiii! You look SO familiar!" Lindsay squealed.
"I'm Chris Mclean" the host stated with pride. He then noticed the blonde's look of confusion, and sighed "The host of the show"
"Ooooooh, THAT'S where i know you from!" she exclaimed. The host immediately had the impression that this girl was as smart as a goldfish.
The next contestant was another girl. She had black hair that went to the middle of her back, and wore maroon tank top and really short gray shorts. She was wearing large sunglasses, which she slowly took off, revealing her to be of Asian ancestry, like Sky but more evident. She appeared to have a threatening edge to her demeanor as she glared at everyone present.
"Heather"
She walked silently passed Chris. Beth ran up to her. "Hi! Looks like we're your new friends for the next eighteen weeks!"
While speaking, however, she was unintentionally spitting due to her braces, to which Heather grimaced. Sky was next as she walked up to Heather.
"Hi, I'm Sky. I know we're going to be competition, but I just want to let you know I will not look down upon you in any way and wi-"
"I don't care." Heather scoffs and just walks past Sky.
"Hmph" The athlete puts her hands on her hips and just looks at Heather with an offended look. 'Great, another rude person' she thought angrily.
The next to show up was a guy with short black hair and a neon green mohawk, blue eyes and a goatee. His wardrobe consisted of a black T-shirt, with a skull on it over a white long sleeved shirt, dark blue shorts, red & white sneakers, a spiked collar and bracelet on his right wrist, and several piercings, two in his left ear, one in his right, one on the left side of his nose and left eyebrow.
He threw his duffel bag and hopped off the yatch.
"Duncan" The host said.
"I don't like surprises." the delinquent said clunching his fist.
"Yeah your parole officer warned me about that, man!", Chris replied, "He also told me to give him a holler any time and have you sent back to juvy!"
Duncan scoffed "Ok, then." the punk took his duffel bag and walked to the other end of the dock. He spotted Heather and smirked "See you at the campire, gorgeous"
The Asian girl wrinkled her nose in disgust "Drop dead, squeeze! I'm calling my parents! You can't make me stay here!"
To prove her wrong, Chris once again held the contract in his hands.
A boy with brown hair and a red track suit was coming towards the dock. But he wasn't on the boat, he was water skiing behind it.
"Attention, everyone, Tyler!"
Just as Tyler waved at the group, he lost grip of the handle and tripped over the water, causing him to roll out of control. He clashed against the dock and was sent flying right into the luggage. One of the luggages fell into the water, which ended up getting Heather soaked up.
"Ugh, my shoes!" she whined.
The others were showing concern for the fallen athlete. Soon, his hand raised from the luggage and made a thumbs up to indicate he was okay. Sky ran up to him and tried to help him up, but he stopped her by saying.
"Don't, I still have pride" he said beneath the amount of luggages, then he managed to get out.
"Nice to see a fellow athlete," Sky said "The name's Sky"
"Tyler" he said before his eyes landed on Lindsay. Suddenly, he started howling like the Wolf from Hot Red Riding Hood and then started to beep like the Roadrunner. That is, until he tripped with a broken part of the dock and landed on his face.
As Chris looked, he tensed when he heard a wheezing sound. The next camper was a tall lanky boy with orange hair and glasses. As he wheezed, he looked up at the camp.
"Harold!" Chris said a bit uneasily. The tall geek was looking around the place.
"What is he looking at?" Beth asked.
"So you mean this show is at a crappy summer camp and not on some big stage or something?" Harold asked.
"Exactly"
The nerd pumped a fist "Yes! That is so much more favourable to my skills."
Chris raised an eyebrow at Harold in disbelief, then shuddered.
The next camper off was a Caucasian with black hair. He wore a green shirt with black hand print on it. He also held a guitar.
"The twelfth contestant, Trent"
The musician fist-pumped with Chris the same way Geoff did earlier "Hey, good to meet you, man. I saw you on that figure skating show. Nice work."
"Thanks, man! I knew I rocked that show" the arrogant host boasted.
"I saw that. One of the guys dropped his partner on her head. So they got immunity that week." Sky commented.
"I saw that too! "Lightning added "Those guys sure were lucky! I hope I get dropped on my head."
"Me, too" Lindsay added.
"I think that already happened" Duncan snarked.
Trent looked around skeptically. "So this is it?" He glanced at the rag-tag group. "All righty, then." He said uncertain. He then joined those eleven campers he would be spending time with. Once he did so, Gwen couldn't help but gaze at him, even though it was clear he was paying no attention to her at all.
Another contestant to arrive was a girl with lazy eyes and her blonde hair tied back in a ponytail. She was wearing a light blue hoodie and denim shorts. She also possessed a surfboard. As she stepped of the boat, she walked over to where the rest of the campers were standing.
"And here we have our surfer chick, Bridgette," the host announced.
"Nice board. This isn't Malibu, honey." Duncan commented snidely.
"I thought we were going to be on a beach." Bridgette said.
"We are! It's just a deplorable one." The host answered, showing a panel of the beach covered in garbage, and a seagull whose neck was wrapped around a plastic cap.
She sighed, disappointed. "Great."
"Excellent, that makes-"
She bent down to get her bag, smacking him on the head with her board. She then walked past Chris without sparing a second glance. One could say that she did that on purpose.
"Ow! Damn it, that hurt!" Chris whined.
While the Surfer Girl walked up, Geoff noticed her "Hey, what's up? I'm Geoff"
"Hi" she replied while unknowingly waving her surfboard, almost hitting the others.
"Watch the board!" Harold exclaimed.
"Hi! I'm Beth!"
"Hi!" the surfer said while waving her surfboard again.
"Bridgette, huh? That sounds nice" Trent remarked, looking at the surfer. Gwen looked mildly annoyed.
Heather was finishing up with drying out her hair "Okay, We've all met the surfer girl, can we get on with the show please?"
"Someone missed their double Cappuccino Macchiato this morning." Duncan remarked to Lightning, and they both laughed.
Heather groaned "Ugh, gent bent."
The next yatch arrived with the next contestant. He had tan skin, shoulder length dark brown hair and light brown eyes. He was dressed in a red sweater vest over a blue open shirt over a white long sleeve shirt with the sleeves rolled up, green cargo shorts, and green sneakers.
"Our [sigh] next camper is Noah."
Noah gave an impassive look at the current campers. "Did you get my memo about my life-threatening allergies?"
"I'm pretty sure someone did" Chris replied uncaringly while still smirking smugly.
Noah sighed "Good. Is this where we're staying?"
"No, it's your mother's house and we're throwing a party" Duncan replied, smirking viciously while he cracked his knuckles.
The brainiac then walked over to Duncan, "Hey, nice piercings, original. You do them yourself?"
"Yeah," Duncan replied just as he grabbed Noah's lip and a needle, "you want one?"
"Um, no thanks, can I have my lip back please?," he asked, then Duncan let go, "Thanks."
"What's up, y'all? LeShawna's in da house!" said a large African-American girl. LeShawna, as the girl was called, was heavy set and had shirt with fruit on the front, as well as blue jeans. As she walked down the dock, she began her attempt at psyching the remaining campers out. "Feel free to quit now, save yo'self the trouble, cause I came here to win! Gimme some sugar, baby!" she exclaimed high-fiving DJ and Lightning.
The sound hairspray filled the air as a highly tanned girl with a hot pink top, tight and pale blue jeans, and matching wedge heels with black eyes arrived on the island. She was spraying her hair even as she stepped off with her leopard skinned luggage.
"And here's Anne Maria!" Chris introduced, "Our only American Contestant, straight from-"
"Straight from good ol' jersey!", Anne Maria said, still spraying her hair, "Aw yeah, just hold up, still need three more coats over here!", she then continued spraying her hair as she walked up to the others, all of whom ended up coughing due to the hairspray she was spraying all over.
"I'm pretty sure", Noah said in between his coughs, "You're done by now."
"Oh no, I'm not!" Anne Maria replied, "Like I said shorty, three more coats!"
"Great", Duncan then commented, "Just the type of girl we need here.", some of the guys then snickered at his remark, Anne Maria was too busy spraying her hair to even notice this.
"Hey yo, where the hell's the damn spa?"
"Sorry (not), there isn't a spa at all, Anne Maria" Chris said unsympathetically.
Anne Maria gasped "No Spa? Say wha? Then how am I supposed to manage mah tan and mah hair?!"
"Don't worry, there's still quite a fair amount of beaches all long this island!"
Anne Maria whined "That just ain't good enough for me! I got class, ya know!"
"Are you going to tell us who she is, Chris?" Sky asked, feeling weirded out.
"Ah'll tell you who i am. I am Anne Maria Orgoglozza, a 1000% beauty, spazz, sass and class!" she boasted before burping loudly.
"You look more like a Jersey Shore reject" Noah remarked. Anne Maria gasped and grabbed his shirt angrily.
"How DARE you insult Jersey Shore?! I LOVE Jersey Shore! It's where i got mah charm from!"
LeShawna scoffed "C'mon girl, you ain't got more sass than me, the bootylicious LeShawna!"
Anne Maria glared at her "You seriously tellin' me that someone as big as you would be gettin' more screen time than someone as nice and actually balances as mahself?"
"EXCUSE me?!", LeShawna then said, angrily turning to Anne Maria, "What the hell did you just say to me?!"
"Trust me", Anne Maria then said, "Look at this, I got the perfect hair, the perfect tan, this all is worth a billion, easy!"
"If you say so..." Duncan then commented, smirking.
"Oh Oh Oh Oh!" LeShawna then angrily approached Anne Maria, but Bridgette and DJ had to restrain her, "Oh No you didn't! I'll show you big, baby!",
"Well bring it on!", Anne Maria then said, ready for the fight, but like LeShawna, she was restrained by Geoff and Sky "Come at me, sistah!"
"Oh you ain't mah Sistah!", LeShawna said right back at her, "You somethin', but you ain't no sistah!"
Chris snickered "This is getting good"
"ENOUGH!" Bridgette yelled "Please! No fighting!"
LeShawna and Anne Maria glare at eachother and stand with the group, keeping their distance from eachother.
"Aww, you had to ruin the fun!" Chris whined "It was just getting good!"
Trent slowly came up to the Jersey Girl "You know, you have a beautiful name"
"Oh, thank you, hot stuff!" Anne Maria gushed "At least SOMEONE knows what true beauty is all about!"
"Wait a minute, a while ago you said that Bridgette's name was beautiful, and now you say the same about this girl? Any particular reason why?" Noah asked.
Trent twiddled his thumbs "Well, both names have nine letters and it just so happens that nine is my favorite number"
Duncan looked at him in disbelief "So... you like both of their names because they have nine letters?"
"Pretty much, yeah."
Gwen, who at first was staring at Trent in an interested way, now looked at him in concern. She slowly walked away from him, as did the others.
Another boat pulled up and two girls stepped off. They were hugging each other a squealing in girlish joy. They both had black and white shirts and pink shorts. One was skinny and rather tanned, probably of Caribbean origin; the other was large and Asian-looking.
"Katie and Sadie, welcome to your new home for the next eighteen weeks."
Oh, my gosh. Sadie, look, it's a summer camp!" the tan girl said chirpily.
"Okay, I always wanted to go to summer camp!" the fat girl replied.
They both squealed.
Chris covered his ears as the two girls walked forward. Most of the campers shared his sentiment. The next yatch arrived carrying someone who looked like he was raised in a farm. He was a teen with a brown shoulder length mullet and dark grey eyes. He wore a green hoodie over a white T-shirt, blue jeans, green mountain boots, and a blue toque. He also had a small bit of stubble on his chin
"Ezekiel, what's up?" he asked.
Ezekiel looked up in the sky. "I think I see a bird, eh," he said to the shock of everyone.
"Listen, dude. I know you don't get out too often, having been raised by freaky prairie people. Just don't do anything that might get you voted off too soon, okay?"
"Yes, sir."
"That's just... wow" Gwen commented.
The next boat arrived, and someone who looked like he was twelve years old stepped out with a bean bag and a laptop. He looked to be 4'6 inches, if that. He had short, somewhat shaggy brown hair and sky blue eyes. He wore a black T-shirt with a red skull in the middle, blue baggy jeans, and black sneakers.
"Cody, the Codester, or the Codemeister!"
Cody grinned, showing the gap between his top front teeth, a few of the girls thinking it made him look cute. He high-fived the host as he made his way onto the dock, swagging in a rather goofy manner.
"Dude, it's awesome to be here. I see the ladies already arrived! Alright!"
He then tried to speak to LeShawna, but the Soul Sistah shushed him.
"Save it, short stuff"
"Oh yeah, time to give the ladies some lovin'!" he thought, until he came across Gwen, and he suddenly stopped in his tracks. "Oh, you're a Goth"
"Yeah, so?" Gwen raised an eyebrow.
"I just didn't expect to find someone of YOUR kind here"
Gwen soon looked offended "What's that supposed to mean?"
Before the geek could respond, another yatch arrived. The next arrival was a girl with red (literal red) hair, a pink flower in her hair, wedge heels, khaki short pants, dark eyes, a short red top, a black choker and red lipstick. She also had light blue earrings and red wristbands. The most captivating thing about her, however, was her grayish purple eyes. She seemed nervous to be on the island.
"Zoey!" Chris greeted her as she nervously arrived on the island.
"I didn't think I'd get accepted", Zoey said to him nervously, "I thought I'd be, like, a rejection for sure...heheh."
"Well, you were just what we were looking for!", Chris commented, "Go enjoy your camper status!", Zoey then nervously walked over to the other contestans.
"Hi guys." Zoey then said. However most of them were busy doing different things. The only one who noticed her was Cody, who felt as if he had been struck by Cupid.
"I think i'm in love" he said mindlessly as he continued to stare at the pretty redhead. He then decided to turn on the charm and strutted towards her. Once he was within close range of Zoey, Cody began to speak before being interrupted by the arrival of the next yatch. Another boy was on top.
He was a tall and skinny boy, but had six-pack abs underneath his teal shirt, blue pants and greyish brown sneakers. He also had darkly tanned skin, spikey dark hair, a gap in his teeth like Cody, and brown eyes. Zoey gasped when she saw him and had much the same reaction as Gwen had with Trent.
"And here's our man of number twenty-two, Mike!" Mike then tripped onto the dock, hurting himself on the floor, much to Zoey's shock.
"Mike!", she said as she ran up to him and helped him back up, "O-M-G, are you hurt?"
"Not much", Mike said in response, "But... thanks for the help."
"Are you sure?", Zoey then said, "I've never seen something so painful happen to someone!"
"Umm...I don't know your-"
"Zoey...it's Zoey!"
"Okay.", Mike then happily walked away from Zoey, whistling as he did so, and then saw his fellow campers, "So hey guys, how's it going!"
"Sup?", Geoff, Trent and DJ all said to him in unison, except for Cody, who was frowning deeply.
"Great, not even five minutes in and this guy's already stealing my dream girl" he thought bitterly "Well, guess what Mr. Personality, the Codemeister's not going down without a fight!"
"Do I know you from somewhere?" Duncan then suddenly questioned to Mike, who was confused.
"Um...I don't know." Mike then nervously answered, "Maybe we just go to the same school but never saw each other."
Focus goes to a small yacht-like boat arriving, dropping off another camper, and then leaving. The camper it dropped off was a skinny girl with long blonde hair, green eyes, deep pink tight pants with a light pink shirt, and matching pink shoes plus a matching necklace. She also brought plenty upon plenty of luggage with her as well. I mean, seriously, so much that another boat had to come in and dump more of it.
"Oh Goody! You must be-"
"Dakota Milton!" She replies before doing a pose for the camera "Future Superstar Actress, Fashion Model, Movie Star, and pop singer if I can find the time."
Chris scoffed "Pfft, yeah right, not on MY show! I don't care if your daddy's super rich, you'll follow my rules, and if there's anyone who's going to be on the spotlight, that's gonna be ME! Got it?
However, Dakota just ignored him "Oh yeah" she repleid before taking out phone, calls someone, waits, and then suddenly a boat of paparazzi appears. They take photos of Dakota as she does various poses on the docks.
Chris frowned, he then pulled a walkie talkie "Chef, get them out of here!"
Someone from inside the Mess Hall gets tired of this, and with a big, buff, african-american hand he presses a red button that launches a missle from the cliff of the island at the boat, blowing it up, splashing the entire dock with water and sending the Paparazzi guys flying into the distance)
Dakota gasps "MY PAPARAZZI!"
"Like I said, MY island, MY rules. Whatever I say goes, got that right?"
"But I want more screentime!" Dakota whined.
"Only I get to have more screentime! This show is about ME, not you!"
She scoffed "Oh as if, McLean. Dakota Milton doesn't steal the screen-time, the screen-time just chooses her."
Chris gasped "TAKE IT BACK!"
While they were bickering, the other contestants were watching intently.
"Wait a minute," Heather "Did that girl say Dakota Milkton? As in, THE Dakota Milton?"
Lindsay gasped "You mean the daughter of the super rich magnate Philip Milton?"
Katie and Sadie also gasped "The heiress of Milton Cosmetics?
Anne Maria also gasped "That's the same company I get my hairspray from!"
"The same company that promotes all those anti-environmental products?" Bridgette asked before scoffing "Figures"
"Um, excuse me, oh so friendly neighborhood host," Noah said sarcastically "while you were having a dispute with Miss Screenhog over there, another boat has arrived."
Chris, dumbfounded, turned to his left. The scene goes back to the other end, where the twenty-fourth camper is dropped off of his boat in the same manner. He's a boy, of course. With black boots, white socks, a a military green shirt with dog tags as a necklace, black eyes, a well built body, and a black crew-cut for hair. He smiles and gives a salute upon his arrival, and he clearly shows he is an army boy very early on.
"Brick McArthur, reporting for duty!" the boy said while saluting.
At ease, soldier," Chris said "This isn't the army, so you might wanna join the others"
"Yes sir! And I do believe I have indeed brought all of the most essential objects for the stay at this establishment" Brick begins walking down the dock, he looks around "Wait a minute, um, sir, there appears to be a mistake. This is not the resort on the brochure. Sir, I hope I don't ask this in a rude way, but, what is going on here?"
"Oops, did i forget to mention... I lied?" the host said with the same cheeky, smug grin that would make anyone want to punch him.
"You... what?!" Brick said indignant.
"Join the club, dude" Duncan told him.
"This is dishonorable of your part, Mclean! No army on the planet would want to recruit you!"
Just then, the next boat arrived, the twenty-fifth camper was a girl with a dark grey track suit, matching pants, light green sneakers, and short blonde hair with added purple eyes. She was doing push-ups as she was on her boat, and jumped off of it with a roll before rubbing dust off of herself, only for her duffle bag to thrown into her back, which of course made her angrily scowl at the boat that she rode in on, but smiled once she saw it blow up.
"Hello, Jo!", Chris then greeted her with, "Glad to see you finally made it."
"Well I had to", Jo answered back, "No way was I going to miss out on this competition. But you might as well hand me the money right now, I'm the best contestant you guys got over here!", she then joined the previous contestants, taking a good look at all of them before making her judgement, "Oh yeah, definitely the best."
Heather scoffed "Don't be so sure, Jockstrap."
Jo glared at the queen bee "What did you just call me?"
"You heard what I said, or do I need to repeat it to you?"
"Yes, do so, Queenie."
Lightning stepped in between the two arguing girls "Hey, leave the chick alone, dude!"
"Dude? I'm a girl, you dumbass!" Jo yelled. "I have boobs!"
Chris turned to the cameras "Now things are turning interesting, but there's still more contestants to come. Will Cody win Zoey's heart before Mike dies? Will Dakota stop stealing MY screentime? Will LeShawna and Anne Maria dish it out and try to outdo the other?"
"We'll be right back here on Total. Drama. Island!"
First part is over. Now comes the second part.