Hello. Welcome to my new fanfiction, "Total Drama Interactions." (I'm still not sure about that title, but...eh.) Basically, this will be a short-story collection, each chapter focusing on two (or maybe more) people. Some will be romances, some will be friendships, some will be hatred and some will be ambiguous. (None will be slash, though. I'm not really into that.) I'm planning at least twenty-five of these stories, maybe more; we'll see what happens. Anyway, since I know people will want to see the Big Three Romances eventually, we'll just start with a little Gwen/Trent story. ...Despite the fact that Trent doesn't actually appear. (Does that count as interaction, then? Ah, who cares.) Enjoy!

Interaction: Gwen and Trent

Gwen hated to admit it, but she had actually missed being home.

It had taken her a while to figure this out at Camp Wawanakwa. Not that she didn't want to leave---that feeling had hit her hard as soon as she took her first look at the place. But what had surprised her a lot was the desire to go home, not as a way of getting out of that stupid competition, but actually because she wanted to be at home. But soon she couldn't deny it. She missed things.

She missed the quiet streets of her boring suburban town. She missed the friends she would troll around town with, complaining that there was nothing to do. She missed her annoyingly-cheery mom. She missed the disgusting health food she always made. (Well, next to Chef's cooking, anything seemed good.) She even missed her little brother.

Though that sentiment didn't last long after returning home.

"Hey, whatcha listening to with that stupid grin on your face?"

"Hey---!"

He snatched the headphones off of her head and put them on. In a panic, Gwen pressed the "Next" button on her M3P player without him seeing, just as he got the headphones over his ears.

There was a slight pause. Then Gwen heard loud grunge rock music blaring out from the headphones. Her brother drew back in surprise and threw the headphones off, making a face.

"Ugh. How can you listen to that stuff?" he grumbled. Gwen snatched the headphones back up as he shook his head and walked away.

She waited until he was out of the room, then pressed the "Previous" button and put the headphones back on, lying down on the couch.

After a moment a slow guitar strumming and a familiar voice filled her ears.

"They say we've only got summer,
And I say that's really a bummer
But we'll swim in the sun
And have lots of fun..."

Gwen sighed and relaxed, that sappy grin her brother had noticed settling back over her face.

She had missed things at home. But of course, now that she was back, there were a few things she missed about the show as well.

Personally, I agree with Heather---Trent's songs stink. Or at least the lyrics.

Next Interaction: Heather and Lindsay