I was going to introduce all 24 contestants together, but it was taking too long. So you'll only be meeting twelve in this chapter. Before we start, here are some things I wanted to tell you all:
Bold= Author's Note
Bold= Confessional
Italicize= Flashback or thought.
Everything else is normal.
I have plans for a lot of couples, but I don't want to tell you guys who they are because that'll spoil everything. You won't notice any of them in this chapter, well maybe at the beginning. I'll start developing them in the next one. And the co-host will also be coming in the next chapter. Hope you all enjoy:
Disclaimer: I don't own Total Drama, or any of the brands and movies mentioned below.
Chris and Chef were waiting in the building for the twenty four contestants that were on their way there. They stood next to the Chris Warper, which was spotless clean.
"We should really give this place a name." Chris told Chef. He was wearing his usual clothes, with the addition of black sunglasses.
"How about "The Hideout"?" Chef replied. He was too wearing his usual attire, but this time he added a red bow tie. He also seemed clean.
"Nah, I think I'll call it "Chris's Hideout"." Chris told him. Chef mumbled something, but Chris ignored him and looked at his watch. "They're late." He growled. "I should really hire some new interns."
"Speaking of workers," Chef started. "Where's that co-host you were talking about?"
"She'll be here soon." Chris replied as he stared at the entrance.
"She? So it's a girl then?" Chef asked. His face brightened up. He sure was happy that there wasn't going to be a meat fest of co-hosts that season.
"Shush, I think they're here." Chris said as he started to fix himself for no reason at all. Just then there was a knock at the door and he shouted "Come in!"
The door swung open and a girl around the age of 16 walked in. Her wavy hair was dark brown, which matched her eyes. She had on a red tank top with a dark blue, sleeveless jean jacket over it. She also had on some white Nikes and dark blue jean shorts. Around her neck was a chain that had a golden rose at the end.
The girl smiled as she spotted Chris and Chef, but she began to look puzzled once she noticed the Chris Warper.
"Uh, hi guys." She said timidly.
"Looks like you're the first one here." Chef stated. "It's nice to meet you."
"I think it's pretty obvious that she's the first one here, idiot." Chris told Chef. He looked at the girl and raised his eyebrow. "Who are you again?"
"I'm Jessi-Ann Michaels." She told him.
"Oh yeah, the artist." Chris remembered. "Well stand over there and wait for the others to come."
"Is it a long wait or something?" Jessi-Ann asked him. "Because if it is, I'd like to show you some of my work."
"It isn't, I hear somebody coming right now." Chris replied with a sigh of relief.
The door opened once again and a guy who was probably 16 walked inside. He had on a white sleeveless shirt, black shorts, black sandals, and a black cowboy hat with a white rim.
"Hey guys, the name's Bob Swiggs." He said as he held out his hand.
"My name's Jessi-Ann." She said as she grabbed Bob's hand and shook it.
He eyed Jessi-Ann's necklace and said "That's a nice chain you got there miss."
"Oh, thanks. My Dad gave it to me."
"Can I see it?" Bob asked, and without thinking he snatched the chain from her neck.
"No!" Jessi-Ann cried out as she grabbed the necklace from his hand. "I'm sorry, but you shouldn't be snatching anyone's personal items!"
Bob frowned and looked at the ground sadly.
Bob: "This is always happening to me! I just wish I was smarter, because a smart person would have never done that!"
"Well…uh…oh look, more people! Thank God!" Chris said as a boy and a girl walked into the room. The two of them looked very similar. The boy wore a red shirt that had an eagle on the back, black jeans, and red tennis shoes. He had black shaggy hair and turquoise colored eyes.
The girl wore a blue t-shirt that said "BITE ME" on it, black jeans, and black converse. Her straight, shoulder length hair was black, and like the boy, she also had turquoise colored eyes.
"So here's Damien and Iris Keller! They're twins if you haven't realized already." Chris explained.
"Hello everyone," Iris said as she waved. Jessi-Ann and Bob waved back.
"I like your shirt." Jessi-Ann said. "It' sorta funny."
"Thanks," She replied. She looked at her brother with an annoyed expression and said "Aren't you going to say hello?"
"I was waiting for you to shut up." Damien said, and his sister pushed him. "What's up guys?"
"Looks like someone else is here." Chef interrupted, but he was correct.
The girl that walked in had on a purple floral Maxi dress with thin straps and lilac high heel wedges. Her almond shaped eyes were light brown, matching her skin.
"Uh, hullo." She said to the four other contestants that were staring at her strangely.
"Oh I just love your British accent!" Jessi-Ann said. "Are you from England?"
"Thank you." The girl replied. "And yes I am. I used to live there too."
"That's amazing!" She replied.
"Well this is Lena Otabor." Chris said as he looked at his phone. "I forgot that they sent me all of your names on my phone. Well, go join the others."
"Sup Lena," Damien said. "I'm Damien, and this is my sister Iris. Those two are Jessi-Ann and Bob."
Well it's nice to meet you all." She said. "By the way, where's my stuff Chris?"
"In the storage compartment of the bus." Chris replied. "Well, I think it is. I really don't pay much attention to pointless stuff like that."
"You better not have lost my stuff!" Lena shouted angrily. Chris backed up a bit. "I had important things in there! Go check or else!"
"I'm sure it's there!" Chris reassured her. "Chef, go check before she punches my pretty face!" Chef sighed and ran off.
"Well that was interesting." Iris said aloud.
Iris: "I can't believe Chris just squirmed like a pansy in front of us all, and all because of that girl Lena. I'm keeping an eye on her."
"Uh, hello." A voice said.
The contestants turned around to see a boy standing there. He had curly black hair and wore a blue button up shirt. He also had blue jeans, brown tennis shoes, and a red cape tied around his neck.
"How did you get in here?" Chris asked. "I didn't hear the door open."
"I flew in through the window." The boy lied. "I'm Oliver Peterson by the way."
"Yeah I remember you." Chris said as he looked at him observantly. "Get in line and don't try anything "heroic"."
"I make no promises." Oliver said as he went to meet the others.
Suddenly there was a noise from above, and a rope fell down. From the sky window, a girl wearing a black jumpsuit with a gadget belt and black boots grabbed the rope and slid down.
"Agent Beezee is present." The girl said.
"Oh no, not another one of those." Damien complained. "Who is this?"
"This is Beezanna Morris." Chris explained.
"Why does he want to know my identity so much?" Agent Beezee asked Chris as she eyed Damien. "Are you planning on stealing it?"
"Uh, no, I'm not." Damien replied.
"I'm keeping an eye on you." Agent Beezee said as she gathered her gear.
Damien: "I have one word for this girl: NUTCASE! Wait! I think that's two words. Oh, forget it."
As the other contestants introduced themselves to Agent Beezee, the door opened again. A girl wearing a green silk V-neck tank top, a short black skirt, and green gem sandals walked in.
"Hello, Chris." The girl said calmly. "It's so great to be here!"
"You must be Krystal Tate." Chris said. "Nice to meet you I guess. Go join the others."
"Before you guys tell me your names," Krystal started. "I'd like to say that I brought cookies for everyone!"
"Uh, no thanks," Lena said.
"Are you sure?" Krystal asked. She tilted her head and gave one of those puppy dog looks.
"Yeah, getting friends by bribery isn't a good way to-…" Lena tried to say, but Chris interrupted her. "Who cares? Give me one of those!"
"These cookies are awesome!" Bob said as he munched on three of them.
"The flavor is perfect." Oliver said.
"Thank you all! You don't know how happy it makes me to hear all of your kind words!" Krystal said with a large grin on her face.
Iris: "That Krystal girl is so nice!"
Agent Beezee: "Agent Beezee doesn't normally eat offered food, but those cookies were the best thing Agent Beezee has ever had!"
Damien: "I never thought I could fall in love with food!"
Jessi-An stared at the girl with her eyebrow arched. Krystal noticed and asked "Is everything alright dear?"
"Oh everything is just fine." Jessi-Ann replied. "Great cookies by the way."
"Thanks,"
Jessi-Ann: "The girl is fake. Yes that Krystal girl. I can just tell that that smile of hers is being forced. I'm not falling for any tricks. Especially on the first day!"
"So what, no cookies for me?" A voice asked. A guy had walked inside the room while the contestants were distracted by the cookies. He wore a black shirt, black jacket, blue jeans, white sneakers, and a silver necklace with "MF" attached.
"Oh, sorry but there's no more." Krystal said sadly.
"It's okay babe, how about you give me some sugar instead?" the boy asked as he puckered his lips and leaned towards her.
Krystal giggled and stepped back. "I'm sorry, but who are you exactly?"
"I'm Michael Fisher." He said as he started to flex his muscles. "And I'm the best person you'll ever meet."
"Wow, I guess you're not very self-centered." Damien said sarcastically and Michael glared at him.
"Oh, oooh, I hope I'm not late!" the contestants and Chris heard as a young girl came running through the door. She had on a sleeveless red and blue plaid flannel shirt with a white wife beater underneath, denim shorts, white socks and worn out sneakers. Her dirty blonde hair was in a semi-high ponytail with thick bangs.
"Howdy y'all," The girl greeted as she frantically waved her hand. "My name's Tonya Jane Peterson, but y'all can call me T.J.!"
"Did you drink some coffee before you got here or are you naturally this crazy?" Michael asked with a snicker.
"Excuse me?" T.J. asked, her smile turning into a frown.
"You heard me. Or should I repeat myself? I know how you southern people are." Michael said as he laughed.
T.J. looked hurt and embarrassed. She stared at the ground and blushed.
"I'm sorry, but you've only been here for five minutes and I think you're the biggest asshole I've ever met! Jessi-Ann told Michael. "Actually, I'm not sorry!"
Jessi-Ann: "Sorry about that! I just get so angry when I'm around jerk-offs like him.
Michael stood there with his mouth wide open. "D-Did you just call me a-…"
"Thank you," T.J. interrupted. She grabbed Jessi-Ann's hand. "Thank ya so much!"
"It's no problem, seriously!" Jessi-Ann replied.
"The drama's already starting!" Chris squealed. "Oh this season is going to be great!"
"This place kind of reminds me of Saw! Awesome!" Someone said. The contestants turned around and saw a guy wearing old plaid shorts, a green t-shirt, and old brown sneakers. He had messy brown hair and green eyes.
"Was that a scary movie reference I just heard?" Chris asked. The boy nodded. "You must be Theodore Macklin."
"In the flesh," He replied. "But you can call me Ted. Why does this place smell like cookies?"
"You just missed them, sorry." Krystal told him.
"It's okay, nice to meet you all by the way." Ted told them as he went to shake Bob's hand.
"Someone else is here!" Iris called out, and they all looked at the door again.
A teen with a dark green Polo shirt, black Levi jeans, black converse, and a green and black striped fedora hat with a red feather sticking out of it walked inside. He had short curly chocolate brown hair, bright ocean blue eyes, and had his archery equipment strapped to his back.
"Here's our archery guy, Gregory Fletcher!" Chris said.
"Sup everyone," He replied.
"You're really an archer?" Oliver asked. "Can we see you shoot some arrows?"
"No!" Gregory yelled. Everyone stared at him with their eyes wide open. "Uh sorry. It's just that my arms are a little sore today. Maybe tomorrow."
"Oh, okay." Oliver replied.
"Well all the first twelve contestants are here!" Chris started. "And it looks like we're running out of time! Come back next time to meet the other twelve, only on Total Drama Dimensions!"
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AND HAPPY 4TH OF JULY! If you live in America that is.