Heather, NEW YORK CITY, NY, 10:27 P.M.

It was a nice New York night. I walked down the streets in the snow looking around out the night sky, hearing the crunch of the snow beneath my flats. It was a Wednesday, not a day I usually go out but I was use to this...this feeling of isolation. I was lonely, but I was in love. After Total Drama: All Stars, me and Alejandro moved here, to New York, we had a happy life, for a while. But now it's just me.


Five months ago…

"Heather, mi amor, What is this?" Alejandro asked me, I was stirring the chili pot, first time I actually cooked something in a while. He was holding up my diary I kept with me during my time on Total Drama Island.

"Alejandro. Where did you find it?" I asked purely confused. Why was he looking through my stuff? I thought.

"It was in the stuff you're Mom packed." Alejandro said angrily.

"Why were you looking through my stuff! You have no right to do that!" I yelled. I was mad.

"Oh, cause as your boyfriend and your roommate I can." he said, and walked up to me. I've never seen him so angry before.

"Why are you so mad?" I asked him.

"Because what I saw in this." He said, and held up something that made me cringe. It was a doodle did in Total Drama: All Stars, it wasn't remotely good, though. "Why is there a picture of you and Trent on this page?"

"It was a doodle. It meant nothing." I pleaded. I loved Alejandro, but I loved Trent, as well. I couldn't choose, but seeing Alejandro like this was shocking.

"I. Don't. Care." he said, he has always been harsh. "I expect you to be packed in an hour, and gone. Leave, Heather. You never loved me. You loved a dumb musician, but you played him, and lost your chance...I mean chances at true love." he said. I packed all of my things, he helped in an obvious attempt to get me out faster.

"Won't you reconsider, I love you." I told him, as I was leaving.

"Tell that to Trent. See you never, Heather." he told me, and slammed the door, leaving me walking to a hotel in the night sky. I never saw him again.


I opened the door to the restaurant, and walked up to the bar, took a seat, and sat down, the bartender asked to serve me but I told him I didn't want anything.

"Well, what the heck. Heather, how are you?" I heard from behind, it was a female voice, a voice I dealt with hearing for two whole seasons.

"Sierra?" I gasped, honestly I was surprised that anyone would talk to me, even IF they saw me. Her hair grew back nicely, and she wore a short green dress, with black high - heels. "Wow. I never thought I would be talking to you!"

"Well, I am a stalk-I mean a traveler." she smiled, at me, and ordered sodas for us both. "I'm sorry 'bout you, and Alejandro. I heard you broke up, or he broke up with you." I heard her say something under her breath, then she looked back at me.

"Yeah. It's been hard. How did you know I was here?"

"Oh, the trackers-I mean...oh screw it. The trackers." Sierra admitted.

"So, that's that glowy thing in my arm." I said, and looked at where it is.

"Yeah, I put seven in Cody, but he has already toke two out. There's one in his arm, two in each leg, and two somewhere else...heh heh." she smirked. "Oh crap. Heather, cool to see you! I got to go! Cody's taking a SHOWER! Talk to you soon!" she said, and ran out the restaurant breaking one of her high - heels.

I looked at a sign on the door that said "Music act: Singing. Trent Burke. Wednesday, January 17th, 3:30 P.M." Looks like I'd just miss him, but he is here in New York, and I may have lost Alejandro, but I am not losing Trent, and if I want him, I know just who to call.


So, the first ever chapter of my first ever story. I am pretty excited about it, I am not sure when the next chapter will come out. Honestly, I ship Heather and Trent, though they will never be a thing, unless the next season has something to say about it. Sierra is as crazy as usually, well she is probably psycho. Who is Heather calling? Sorry, this chapter was a bit short, in the future they will be longer. Please review, each review helps me learn what the readers like, and don't like. Till next time, RebelToasters12.