It took a minute for Gwen to recognize the room they were in. "Isn't this the old mess hall?"
"Gwen, are you alright?" A blonde said.
"Bridgette? How'd you get here?"
"I don't know. One second I'm at a California beach, and then this snowstorm materializes out of nowhere."
"Isn't that the place where they have coconuts?" Lindsay asked.
"Lindsay?" Bridgette asked, turning to face her.
"Okay, something's up here." Gwen realized.
"At least we're all out of that storm, thank goodness." Trent said.
"Yeah, tell it to my parents! They're gonna ground me for life!" A voice called out.
"They never scared you before, you convict!" A female voice yelled.
"Please, you wouldn't know anything about it, Miss Uptight!" The male voice yelled. Everyone turned to the source.
"Hey, isn't that…" Gwen began.
"Should've guessed that starring on this reality show would make you a big chicken!" A girl with short brown hair yelled.
"Duncan and Courtney." Bridgette groaned. "I'm on it. Hey, guys! Break it up!"
"How on earth did we get here?" DJ asked.
"Great to see you again, DJ." Lindsay said.
"I suppose no one's glad to see me." A sarcastic voice said. Everyone turned toward the source and screamed in panic.
"I can't believe this!" Gwen yelled.
"This isn't happening!" Duncan said.
"Of all the nasty people in here, we had to get stuck with Heather? Again?!" Lindsay asked.
"Yo, it's not so bad. At least the rest of us are close." She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned to face the person.
"Tyler? When did you get here?"
"Uh, while we were all running." The jock replied.
"Okay, what's going on here?" Heather asked.
"That's a good question." Duncan replied.
"The way I see it, we're stuck here until the storm lets up." DJ said. "Not that I'm complaining or anything, but my mother and I were planning to fly to Hawaii."
"And instead we wind up stuck at the cafeteria from Total Drama Island." Duncan said. Suddenly, the door opened.
"Man, this storm is ridiculous!" A male voice said.
"You can say that again!" Another voice said. Everyone gathered together as the last person they wanted to see entered the room. (or should I say last two people.)
"Chris?" Heather asked.
"Oh, this was unexpected. What are you all doing here?"
"Nice try, how do you think we got here?" Duncan asked.
"I'm starting to think this was a set-up." Lindsay, of all people, said. Everyone stared at her. "What? I've gotten smarter."
"Oh, like I didn't have my own plans for the holiday?" Chris asked. "I was flying over to the my private vacation home when the a massive storm blew over. The plane broke down and I was forced to retreat here."
"Really?" Chef asked.
"Another thing, what is Chef doing here?" Duncan asked.
"The school that I was catering at is out for a couple months after a small kitchen accident, so I decided to find a job somewhere else." Chef explained. "Then I ran into Chris here and here I am. You got a problem with that?"
"No, sir!" Everyone said.
"Okay, then."
"Great, as far as I'm concerned, all of our Christmases are ruined." Courtney said, taking a seat on the floor.
Everyone took seats separate from each other, apart from Lindsay, Tyler, Gwen, and Trent. They knew it'd be a long time before they'd be able to get out of there.
