Disclaimer: I don't own Total Drama Island. However, I do own my imagination and all of it's figaments. It think that's pretty darn good, don't you?
A/N: IMPORTANT! I have attempted a new style in this chapter. I'm actually doing it from the character's points of view. Sadly, I don't know if I'll be able to keep it consistantly in this format. Do you guys mind? Some of the storyline requires a format that can look at all of the characters reactions without bias from anyone but the author. :)
If you're going to review, please at least mention the new style and what you think about it. Point out any conflicting tenses please.
Noah's POV
"Okay guys," Chris announces. He looks all of us. "We've got something to tell all of you."
Everyone groans, including me. Seriously, whenever Chris has something to tell us, it's nothing good. But at least he has no say over us until Christmas. Right? Oh god, I'm really getting paranoid now.
"Right now we only bring you guys here for Christmas and summer break, right?" Chris continues. His excitement seems to be growing. He's starting to look like my brother does at Christmas. Or at least, like he used to at Christmas. I wouldn't know what he looks like at Christmas now because I have to be here during Christmas. Sucks, doesn't it?
I stop breathing for a moment, sensing where he was going with this. I see Beth's eyes widen as she also realizes what he was thinking.
"Well, this year we're going to be having another mini-season during Easter break!" he announces gleefully.
Lovely. Why oh why did I have to be right about that? Everyone starts to look furious.
"You can't do that to us!" Courtney screeches. "I'm calling my lawyer!" She pulls out her PDA.
Chris tuts at her. "We can't have you doing that now, can we?" He whistles and two burly men wearing black t-shirts that said Security hustle over to Courtney. One holds her back while the other destroys her PDA.
Courtney gasps. Wow, I've never seen her look that heartbroken. Not even when she thought Duncan had died in the third season.
"But I have even better news!" Chris says happily, rubbing his hands together. I'm starting to feel a diabolical villain vibe coming from him. "Instead of you guys actually going home at all, you're going to stay here and go to school!" He grins broadly. "And we're going to film it and put the good bits on national television!" I could practically see dollar signs flashing in his eyes.
Duncan starts to crack his knuckles and shoot Chris murderous glares. I wish that he would snap and try to strangle Chris again. That was possibly the best moment of my time on this show. Heck, it might have been the best moment of my life!
The security men relocate themselves next to Duncan rather conspicuously. Next to me, Lindsay jumps up and down, clapping her hands. "Noah, isn't this great!" she squeals. "I'm so excited!"
Several incredulous stares, including my own, are directed towards her. "Lindsay, you understand what just happened, right?" I ask her.
"Yeah! It means I get to spend more time with…" She pauses for a second. "Everyone!"
I almost sighed audibly. How perky can she be? She's just way too peppy. She's practically the opposite of me. Not to mention that she's practically the epitome of what the majority of the male populations considers an attractive girl. Blonde hair, blue eyes, and most importantly (to most guys anyway), big breasts. She makes guys practically salivate when she walks in the room. Well, most guys anyway. I'm not exactly drooling but I do think she's cute. Yeah, I admit it. But I'd rather have a real conversation with a girl and she seems to have the intelligence of a pea. Or at least, I thought she did. For the past few days she's been coming out with some amazingly intelligent remarks. They're not exactly frequent but it's definitely an improvement from before. It makes me wonder what she was doing when she disappeared. I need to ask her about that.
"Noah, aren't you excited?" she asks, interrupting my train of thought.
"Hmmm?" I ask, slightly out of it. Come on, you can excuse me for that. I was having a serious thinking session!
She repeats her question. "Aren't you excited?" She smiles at me and her wide blue eyes practically sparkle with excitement. It's kind of cute. I think that in a totally innocent way of course. Yup, totally innocent.
I shrug noncommittally. "I guess."
Lindsay's POV
Oh my gosh, I nearly slipped up just now and told him that I wanted to spend time with him! And that's practically a confession of love. I mean, he can't be that oblivious, can he? Actually, when I think about it, I don't think I was that subtle before. I guess he's one of those guys where you have to be totally direct.
I'm really happy that Noah and I have more in common. It was totally worth all that training with Izzy. I was even able to play video games with him! Wait, maybe I should have let him win. He looked kind of pissed off after that. I know that guys are sore losers but I got a little bit carried away there. I'm a really competitive person.
But now Noah's talking to me! It makes me all happy and glowy inside. I really want to give him a big kiss! But I think that he might freak out. It might be too early for that type of thing. But it will be totally epically awesome once I can….. Did I use those words right? I think I did. I really have to work on that.
Mmmmm, Noah.
Noah's POV
What exactly is she thinking about? She looks so dreamy and out of it. The only real word to describe her face is….. blissful. Yeah, that's it. She's always cheery but this goes beyond that. Whatever, I'm probably thinking too much about this.
The rest of the contestants disperse, going to do whatever they do in their spare time, because it doesn't seem like Chris has any other terrible news to tell us. I start to meander around. Lindsay walks next to me. I suddenly notice that her glasses are perched on the very tip of her nose and are in severe danger of falling off her face.
"Lindsay, be careful of your glasses," I tell her. She nods and pushes them up her nose.
"I'm going to sit down." She looks at me as if she's waiting for approval.
"Do so. You don't need to announce it." She bends down and starts to walk vaguely towards a couch, waving her arm in front of her. Her skirt rides up in the back and I get a rather nice view of her *ahem*. I totally didn't just think that. I mean, yeah, she's flashing me. But that's totally fine. I can be a gentleman. I can look away. Just give me a moment to turn my head.
…
Yup, my head isn't listening to me. Mmmm, hearts.
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Whoah! Pay attention Noah!
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What is she doing? That's such a strange pose. It's like she's looking for the couch. Wait, don't tell me….
"Lindsay, are those glasses prescription?" I ask her. She stands up straight and turns to look towards me. Or at least, she looks at what she thinks is me. It's actually a large potted plant that is my height.
"Yeah. Izzy wanted me to use them. She said I had bad eyesight." She blinks furiously.
"Can you see well?"
"Not really. But Izzy said that after a while they'd help my eyesight," she explains patiently to the plant.
Yeah, they'll help her eyesight eventually because her eyes will have gotten so bad that the glasses will actually help!
"Over here Lindsay." I wave and she turns her head. "I'd recommend taking them off."
"I can't!" She shakes her head violently.
"Why not?" I inquired. This ought to be good.
"I-." She turns her attention back to the potted plant. A look of intense concentration graces her face for a moment. "I like them."
Wow. That excuse was flimsy. Flimsier than candy underwear on a Vegas style wedding night. Wait, stop thinking like that, Noah! Get your mind out of the gutter. Just because Lindsay-. No, never mind, don't go there.
Lindsay starts to make her way over to me, walking like a blind man. Actually, more like a semi-blind girl who thinks a potted plant is me. "Over here Lindsay." She turns and manages to trip over an end table. She comes flying into me pushing both of us to the ground. She rolls off of me, somehow perfectly fine. Wow, my foot hurts. She pushes the glasses to the bottom of her nose again.
"Are you okay?" she asks, crouching over me. An adorable expression of worry and concern is on her face. Did I just think that she was adorable? Well, yes, I do think that she's beautiful but it's not like that. Beautiful? Too descriptive of a word. But…. okay, maybe. My feelings for her go nothing beyond friendship, if that. Friendship. If that. Ugh, my brain hurts. And that takes a lot. My foot hurts too. It really hurts! Pain. Painful.
"Hey, your foot is at a funny angle," she tells me worriedly.
"Get some help Lindsay," I advise her before sinking into darkness.
"Noah?" I hear. "Noah!"
A/N: Whoah! Sexual tension, pervertedness, accidents, Chris, and a teensy bit of innocence all wrapped up in one yummy package! Yes, there is a reason that all of my stories are rated T.
I hope I got Noah's character right. Feel free to write me reviews bashing his OOCness. I tried to make him a little sarcastic. However, I was trying to avoid the other extreme where he's a sarcastic autobot with no feelings. And then real feelings only appear when it's good for the plot. Sarcasm is just a way for him to express himself, it's not his only personality trait.
Well, I just want to clarify that Noah is not in love with Lindsay. Yet. What he thinks of her will slowly be revealed and change in the next few chapters.
Somehow, this story has morphed into a giant plan to write a long story. I just love Noah too much. Seriously.
Just so you guys know for the future, this story may/will have large gaps in time. That is when unimportant normal bonding happens between Lindsay and Noah that doesn't really affect the plotline.
