So I finally got around to posting the 2nd chappie up here. What adventures and drama await the beloved (used-to-be) campers today? Read on! XD

Disclaimer: I still don't own Total Drama Island. Don't rub it in.

Duncan (Tuesday, 12pm)

I overslept. Nothing new there.

But.

Once I woke up at around noon, I definitely sensed something wrong, I could hear the family car running, familiar voices quarrelling, and on top of that, my room was empty.

Well, almost. A quick change of clothes hung vertically inside my closet, and my usual black-skull messenger bag slumped like a potato sack beside my bed.

A robbery? Theft, maybe? Were we being under attack? Most likely.

I ran out the main doorway onto our front porch, gripping the red metal railing tightly. My parents stood in the driveway, stuffing bags and loot into the back trunk of our old-fashioned Toyota. They seemed to be arguing about the plenty cardboard boxes that stacked one-on-top-of-the-other beside the garage.

"Johnny, I told you. We should've called for a truck. We don't have any more room." Mom pointed to out trunk, which was already more than filled.

"And I told you, Elouisa, that it would blow our cover."

"But still. We might as well cancel the move. We can't afford to leave all these things behind."

"We're moving. Today."

I could tell Mom was about to object, but that was pretty much when Dad spotted me, and spoke.

"Hey, son. It's moving day."

'What? Today?' My fists clenched with pure anger.

"Go grab your stuff."

My fingers dropped. I could do nothing about it. I had to obey.

I sprinted back upstairs, grabbed my things, headed back outside, and slammed the door behind me.

My parents were already in the car, ready-and-all, their faces peering from the car windows.

Somehow, they were able to solve their problem. It was either they were able to stuff all the boxes into the trunk, or they had stashed them in the garage, and would come back for it all later.

"Ready to go?" I could've sworn Mom was grinning.

I shrugged, and slipped into the backseat. And we drove away.

Lewshana (Tuesday, 12:05am)

I gotta admit that, as soon as I heard the lunch bell ring, I ran out to the cafeteria faster than anyone else.

Total snore-worthy lectures. Brick-weight piles of mind-boggling assignments and essays. The only thing that could cheer me up was a good, heavy meal.

Once I reached the school's cafeteria, I could already see some of the students lined-up by the long gray counters, trays held in front of them, waiting for the cafeteria ladies to dump eons of food on their plates.

Today's Special: Meatloaf and Fries. Mmmm.

I grabbed a red tray and went to get me some chow, when suddenly I got into a sudden collision causing me to regretfully bump into a certain someone.

I was about to get up and apologize, when I heard-

"Lewshana?!?"

It was a voice I hadn't heard in a very long time. But I definitely knew who's it was.

"Heather?"

Cody (Tuesday, 12:10pm)

Okay, so really, none of my seventeen plans to be cool and popular have worked. Yet. I'm still as determined as ever, but I admit I am disappointed. I mean, I thought of them all summer.

Some of my plans

Get on the P.A. and announce that Cody-da-man is on the market for a totally "cool" club. Results: Failed.

Flirt.

Results: Really turned off the ladies-got beaten up several times.

Join the Football team.

Results: Got "kicked out" before I could "try out".

And the list goes on….

Then suddenly, I got an idea. One, which was sure to succeed.

It just so happens my locker was right next to the most popular guy in school's.

So I waited all lunch, for him to come for his books or show up. Until finally-

"Hey! It's the Codster!"

Bingo.

"Geoff my man! Great to see you! Say…you sure look especially gloomy today."

"Me? Gloomy? You've got to be kidding me-"

"You miss Bridgette, don't you?"

Geoff pursed his lips together, looking both his sides, afraid someone would see him upset. "How'd you know?"

"It was pretty obvious actually, with your crying outbursts in the washroom, you math notebook filled with her name, and-"I realized I was going a bit too far. "-you know, I could get to two back together…"

"Seriously dude?"

"Yep, guaranteed. Remember a while back when I hooked up Gwen and Trent?"

"But they-"

"Well they made up, didn't they?"

"Yeah. But Bridgette's all the way in Vancouver and-"

"Don't sweat it. I've handled problems just like it before."

Geoff grinned. "Kay, thanks man. I believe you. And if you can really get Bridge and I together then-I'll have to owe you big time."

And he grabbed his books and headed toward the next hall.

It worked. It actually worked!

Now all I had to do was get them both together.

But wait-what was that thing Geoff said again? About Bridgette living all the way in B.C.?

Yeah, I must've forgotten. I was too busy thinking about the big reward I'd get once I accomplished the whole mission-

Instant Popularity.

Trent (Tuesday, 1pm)

4th period I'm sitting in Chemistry class, tapping the edges of my desk with my fingertips, trying to think up of a new beat for my latest song.

I wasn't really paying attention to the lesson. I really couldn't; there was too much on my mind then.

"So Trent-wanna be my partner for this totally cool and awesome exploding experiment thingy???"

The unmistakable voice of psycho Izzy boomed loudly in my ears.

Just my luck-the girl's been bothering me all day.

"I'm sorry, Izzy. But you're really not my type."

"What? Who said I was into you? The only reason I've been following you around and stalking you all day long is because you're practically the only person I know at this school. Besidesss, you're really not my type either. I am wayyyy more interested in guys like Owen-all funny and gross and stuff. I reallyyy miss him. Except for when he pushed me in front of the maniac psycho killer with a hook? Yeah, that was totally uncalled for. And when-"

"So Izzy, did you know which chemical we put in first?" I said, holding a few examples of them up. I figured it was the only possible way to shut her up.

"Ooooohhhh! This one." And with that, she dumped the blue chemical into the experiment capsule pot, then dumped the nine-rest of them right afterwards.

I gave a sigh. I ended up being her partner anyway.

Izzy (Tuesday, 1:30pm)

Oh my gosh! Today was so awesome! Kay, so I was in doing Chemistry and my partner was Trent and then I TOTALLY blew up our experiment and set the fire alarm on! Then the sprinklers were activated to put out all the smoke, and then the professor sent me to the principal's office. And it was SO FUNNY because when I got there Principal Walters was asking me all these questions like "Do you have a criminal record?" and stuff and I was all like "Not really. But I WAS on this totally awesome reality TV show called Total Drama Island, where I jumped off this HUGE cliff, dressed like a bear and scared everyone, and EVEN got covered in poison ivy (which surprisingly felt good)!" Then he literally fell off his chair and instructed me to return to class. But I REFUSED because I wanted to tell him about that time when I shot random people with a tranquilizer gun! And suddenly the paramedics had to come because apparently he was having a seizure? So I go "Later Principal Walters!" and then I skipped back to 5th period.

DJ (Tuesday, 1:45pm)

During 5th period, I excused myself from class and went for a short break at the water fountain.

Man, the lessons today were hard. I needed to free myself from all the stress.

After a few more gulps, I headed back towards my Math class, ready to receive the homework that'd literally kill me.

Then I heard a scream.

A girl's.

Or at least, one that sounded like a girl's.

Realizing it wasn't just me, I went to trace where it had come from, and discovered it originated from two halls down.

Then I saw it: A girl, pinned against a wall by another guy; an afraid and threatened look on her face.

"Please, Jared. Don't," pleaded the girl, fighting the tears that streamed down her pale cheeks.

"Then tell me why you broke up with me," he said, increasing his grip.

"No, please. You were too dangerous.

He scowled, and I could tell by the menacing look on his face that he was just about to grip tighter or even hurt her. So I stepped in. "Leave the girl alone."

He let go of her shoulders, causing her to crash bum-first to the floor, and looked straight at me. "Oh, yeah? And what were YOU gonna do about it?"

I could see that he had clenched his fists, raised his right arm, and was just about to knock me out when-

I punched him.

I didn't know what came over me. It's really something Mom would scold me about.

He-Jared-was getting up. His expression was intense and I had this too-good feeling that he was going to fight back. But instead, he stood up, turned back, and muttered "Fine, you can have her. I don't care.", and turned the opposite direction.

The girl's face lit up, and she ran to hug me. "My hero." We stayed in the same position for a long time. Until the bell for 6th period rang.

She let go, waved goodbye flirtatiously, and went to get her books.

I wasn't sure what to think, or feel. I mean, I had literally saved a life, stood up to someone's "jerk", and maybe even got a girl in the process. But the whole moment had just whizzed by, leaving me with really only a few seconds to give one small thought about it.

Bridgette (Tuesday, 2pm)

"…I could see the familiar grey-black silhouette shadow peering from the old brick alley wall. It took me a few split seconds to reminisce and piece together the puzzle pieces of each of the memories and clues, but suddenly, I knew who the culprit was. I took a few steps closer, and realized that my prediction was correct-it was none other than-"

"Fabulous story!" My homeroom/English teacher clasped her hands together with a pleased look on her face. "You truly had an interesting summer."

"But I wasn't finished-"

"Please do sit, Bridgette."

I did so reluctantly, and scurried back to my seat near the back row, disappointed.

"Bridgette, that was amazing."

I spun around to find an old friend-Matt-someone who I had a small crush on over the past few years.

"Well, thanks. I-"

"Did you think of it just now?"

I turned scarlet red, nodded, and quickly turned back to the mini-lesson. I couldn't help myself.

"Say, Bridge. Interested in going out tonight?"

I bit my lip, blushing like, mad. Should I? I weighed the options until finally, I agreed. "Sure, pick me up at six."

"Great. Awesome."

"Yeah, totally."

Great. I sounded like a dork.

- - - - -

To be continued.

Uh oh. Looks like Bridgette's forgetting about a certain someone.

Lol, anways, hope you liked it.

Author's Notes

-This chappie didn't turn out as well as I hoped, but I rushed through it yet again. Please don't kill meh! I promise to put all my time and effort into my next one. x3

Anyways, leave a review? Thanks.