Izzy POV

We went down to Bridgette's room. She called for room service and ordered pasta, hamburgers, chicken wrap and noodles. It wasn't long before we received our food. The waiter sat the food counter at the side of Bridgette's queen-sized bed. Yes, queen sized. I love this place.

"Ok first, let's work on your eating habits," Bridgette said. We sat at a table at the corner of the room. Two chairs were already there. Bridgette sat on one and I sat at the other. Beth helped to get the food on the table and set the forks, knives, spoons and chopsticks while Leshawna busied herself with 'TOTAL DRAMA ISLAND' magazine.

"What's wrong with how I eat?" I declared.

"Hon, let's just say you put the dogs to shame." Wow, that bad? I wonder how Noah looked at me when I eat like that. Ok, I need to learn this fast.

"So what now?" I asked. We didn't seem to be doing anything yet.

"Let's begin with the pasta." I looked over at the pasta. It looked hypnotizing, like it was calling me to gobble it all up. As I grab the whole plate and proceeded to dumping it all in my mouth, Bridgette grabbed me by the wrist.

"No, not like that!" she warned. "Here." She handed me a fork. She showed me how to use it well with pasta. It looked really easy, so it didn't take long for me to master it. It wasn't long till we finished. The rest was pretty easy too. Not so much for the chopsticks but I got the hang of it.

"That was fast," Beth said. She said Bridgette's orange nail polish down after she was finished with her manicure.

"That was actually kind of fun, considering there was food involved." I rubbed my stomach in satisfaction.

"Yeah. It wasn't as bad as I thought. You actually did well." Bridgette's compliment touched me. Maybe acting normal isn't so bad.

"So, what next?" I asked curiously.

"Ok, we'll need Courtney now."

"Courtney? Wouldn't she be busy nagging people to even participate in this?" I didn't like that girl's lack of fun. She keeps on shouting at us. It really gets on my nerves to see the PO'd faces of the past contestants.

"Probably. It's very likely. That girl just can't relax even though she has a 110 percent chance. I just wish she'd just chill." I can tell Leshawna was really annoyed at Courtney sometimes.

"Can't argue with that one."

"Totally. That girl doesn't know how to have fun. But she's always too busy suing people to do anything," Beth chimed in. Our conversation was cut off short by Bridgette.

"As much as I want to be in this conversation, we need to get back to business. Let's get Courtney. The quicker we go, the quicker I can go see Geoff."

"Fine. Let's check the pool for her." We got to the to check for her but she wasn't there. Instead, she was reading a magazine while sitting on one of the poolside chairs. I thought I'd hear some yelling when I strolled in but I guess not.

"Hey Courtney!" Beth said sweetly. "Could you help us with something?"

Courtney sighed. "It's not like I had anything better to do." She threw her magazine on the ground and stood up.

"What do you need?" This was easier than I expected.

"We need you to help Izzy get a guy," Leshawna responded.

"But to do that, we need to make her act like a normal person," Beth piped in.

"So we need you to help us out on some stuff," Bridgette said lastly.

Courtney just shrugged. "I'm in." I sighed in relief. "So… who's the guy?"

I blushed. "Noah."

"Well, he's not bad, but he always sticks his head in a crappy book once in a while. I didn't know you were into those kinds of guys, Iz. I thought your type was a little more… crazy?" The truth is that I thought so too. But Noah… he's just… I can't find the words for this.

"I guess the crazy people DO get on my nerves then."

"Then I guess you get on your own nerves."

"Yep," popping on the 'p'. Wasn't expecting that answer, were you Courtney?

Courtney shook her head in annoyance. "Ok. What should I do?"

"We need you to talk to Izzy about books and smarts," Bridgette said.

"I could be smart when I want to. It's just my craziness takes over most times so you don't know my true colors."

"We never saw you actually pick up a book," Leshawna spoke.

"Au contraire, I've actually been reading some books. My mom forced me to read them in my spare time in TDI and here too. But don't tell anyone that. I don't want to ruin my reputation."

"Number one, didn't know about the whole reading thing. Number two, your secret is safe with us." I sighed in relief. I just wanted to be known as crazy and fun (sometimes), not intellectual and boring, which brings us back to Noah. Noah is smart, really smart but not boring. I like that about him.

"So what do you need me for?" I honestly don't know Courtney, I wanted to say, but Beth said something else.

"We just need some more tips about books. Izzy's mom is forcing her to read the books. It's not like Izzy wanted to bring the books over here in the first place. So we wanted you to help her out some more."

"Ok then. We have to go snag some books of Noah's then if you want to know books he likes." Not a bad idea. Why didn't I think of that?

"I love the way you think Courtney. It reminds me of you and Duncan when you guys were stealing some snacks in Chef's fridge." Courtney had a dreamy look on her face.

"Oh Duncan…" Her eyes were staring out at a random place. I clapped my hands in front of her face.

"Ok… back to work."