I should probably start updating some of my other stories, but I am so drawn to this one. I keep wanting to write more, and I know you guys must be extremely happy about that xP. So without further ado, here we go!

Disclaimer: I do not own Total Drama Island or any of it's characters.

Elemental Sorcery

Chapter Eight: Trouble in Paradise

*!!Courtney'sxPointxOfxView!!*

I walked into Chemistry class expecting an average day but was surprised when our teacher wasn't there after the tardy bell had rung. Instead, an older woman walked into the room. She was so skinny, I could see almost every bone in her body. Her gray hair was in a tight bun on top of her head and her rectangular glasses sat on her crooked nose. Jeez, and I thought I was uptight.

"Everyone quiet! I am your new substitute." She picked up the dry erase marker and began writing her name on the board. "Ms. Delacourt. Now, I will be in here for a few weeks, so I am going to rearrange the seating order to my liking." The class moaned. "Silence!" The class immediately stopped their complaints. Even I was scared, who did this woman think she was? "Now, I will put you in seats by alphabetical order." She slammed her meter stick on the first lab table while looking at the roster. "In the first seat will be Logan Adams and Amy Adkins. In the next seat is Geoff Bishop and Bridgette Calaway." Great. I'm going to be stuck with someone I don't even know. The teacher pointed to the seat diagonal from Bridgette's. "Courtney Erin and Jayden Fields."

A big lump caught in my throat when I heard who I was going to be sitting with. Jayden Fields? THE Jayden Fields? He was the most popular, not to mention the most gorgeous guy in school. I'm usually not the kind of girl to fall for the school hunk, but there was no denying how handsome and charming he was. I walked to my new seat striding confidently. I sat down next to him and I saw him glance at me. "I don't think we've met before." He said turning toward me.

"I'm Courtney." I smile, trying to act normal, even though my body feels anything but.

He smiled showing his pearly white teeth and extended his hand. "Jayden." I shook his hand and smiled, taking in all his features. He had dirty blond hair that hung over his dark brown eyes, compared to Duncan's wild colored hair and crystal blue eyes. Why am I thinking of him? Whatever, doesn't matter.

I felt my pocket vibrate. I quickly jerked my phone out and hid it in my lap. 1 new message from Duncan. Speak of the devil. I turned around and saw that he was sitting directly behind me. He had been paired up with Candice Monroe, or as most people call her Candy. Ew, I can't stand her. She swings her blond curls and talks in that little baby voice. Ugh! Total slut.

I turned back around and read the message. Getting a little desperate aren't we, Princess?

I had to hold in the urge to growl. I moved my fingers swiftly across the keyboard to reply. I don't know what you're talking about.

I hit send and received a new message almost instantly. Oh come on, don't play dumb.

What!!

You're over there batting your eyelashes at the biggest fag in school.

What? You jealous?

Why would I be jealous, I'm sitting next to the sexiest girl in school.

I gritted my teeth, this was getting ridiculous. Candace? The sexiest girl in school? I felt the urge to throw up. And I mean, literally. My stomach was doing flips inside me. I asked to be excused to the bathroom.

Mrs. Delacourt glared at me over her glasses. "Is it an emergency?" she spat.

"Yes ma'am."

"Very well Mrs. Erin, hurry up now."

I hurried out of the class, not glancing back, and headed straight to the girls restroom down the hallway. The bathroom was completely empty, thank god. I went over to one of the sinks and leaned over it. I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked completely fine, no sign of being sick. Then why did I feel sick? I looked at the clock, there was only two minutes left in first period. Bridgette will get my books for me, so I might as well stay in here. I got out my phone and read Duncan's message again and again. Each time I did, my stomach did another tiny bit. I was frustrated. I was tired of him dictating how I feel. I wanted to be done with him. So I typed my reply with quick fingers, before I could change my mind and regret what I was about to write.

The bell rang overhead. I hit the sent button and exited the bathroom. On my phone it read.

Message sent to Duncan:

Well, if that's so, then maybe she should be your 'Princess'.

*!!Izzy'sxPointxOfxView!!*

I had decided to skip 7th period today. Who needs math anyways? I'll tell you who, rich people named Rich, that's who. I was walking through the woods towards the clearing. I love nature. It makes me feel calmer, still crazy, but calm. It makes me feel at home and helps me forget that we're still in hiding. I've felt caged up lately, unable to use my powers. So today I decided to have some alone time, just me and some rocks.

I finally reached the clearing and slid my shoes off. It felt so good to walk through the moist grass, the blades in between my toes. I walked over to the huge boulder near the far end of the clearing. I concentrated on making the rock float. It was hard since the rock was so huge, but I did it. It slowly floated up and detached from the ground. I slowly turned it over so that the smooth site was facing up. There was still some moss and bugs on the bottom but eh, I didn't care. I leaped onto the boulder. It shook a little at the sudden add of weight, but I kept it balanced. It strained my brain a little to keep the rock level, but after a while, it just became natural.

I took off, using the boulder as a surfboard as I swerved through trees and all over the forest. It felt so good to just use my powers for pure enjoyment instead of just for practice or to impress someone. Trees zoomed by me in a blur and the wind was making a train of wild red hair behind me. It was like an adrenalin rush. I felt so free and alive, and I never wanted to stop.

After about an hour of boulder surfing, I found myself back at the clearing. I slowed the rock down until it came to a subtle stop. I kept the boulder hovering a few feet above the ground as I took a seat. I looked up at the sky. It was a clear day with just a few fluffy clouds here and there. I sighed, as a light breeze blew my wild red hair back. I closed my eyes and for once, just enjoyed nature.

"Izzy?"

The sudden sound of someone else's voice startled me and I lost my concentrated and came crashing to the ground. Luckily, I was thrown from the giant rock and tumbled across the grass.

"Owch!" I screamed as my roll came to a stop. I looked up to see Owen's shocked face standing over me. "Heh, Hi Owen, whats up?" I said rather cheerfully considering the situation.

"Were you just on.. a floating rock?"

"Oh that? Nah, it just looked like that because... umm... the air pressure?" I smiled at my failed attempt at lieing. Owen raised his eyebrow at me like a teacher would when catching a student doing do something wrong.

I sighed, "Well, might as well tell you, since you already saw. Sit down." I patted the grass next to me. Owen, unsure of what was going on, decided to take a seat.

I told Owen the whole story while he sat there and silently listened. After I finished my fast rambling, he just continued to look at me. I was for sure he was freaked out and would run away until..

"That. Is. AWESOME!" He screamed throwing his hands into the air.

"Really?"

"You can move the freakin' earth! What can beat that?"

I smiled and felt a large wave of relief. "You can't tell anyone! And I mean anyone!"

"Cross my heart." He made the motion across his chest.

"Good. Wanna see how it works?" I smiled evilly.

"Do I!" He laughed.

We went into the forrest for about half an hour as I threw rocks, branches, flowers, and roots with my powers, all the while Owen giggled like a little girl begging me to go again. If everyone reacted to our powers as Owen had, then maybe we wouldn't have to hide forever.

*!!Gwen'sxPointxOfxView!!*

I twirled around in front of the mirror for what felt like the millionth time. Bridgette and Courtney sat on my bed complementing me on how good I looked. I had my hair straightened, and I was surprised that it actually came down to about my shoulders. I was wearing a midnight blue tank top and a blue and green plaid skirt with black leggings. I was giddy inside, and trust me, I am never giddy! But now I was smiling like a buffoon as I was about to go on my first date.

I turned toward my friends. "I am scared." I admitted.

"Don't be, you'll be great." Bridgette reassured.

"What time do you have to meet him?" Courtney asked.

I glanced at my cell phone and felt a surge of panic. "In about five minutes. You sure I'm good?"

"Perfect!" They both said simultaneously.

I breathed out a breath that I didn't know I had been holding. "Okay, here I go." I walked toward the door. The girls wished me luck as I walked out.

I walked out onto the central square of campus. I saw Trent leaning against the iron gates. He noticed me make my way toward him and he smiled. "Wow, you look great." He said admiring my new look.

"Thanks, you look great too." He was wearing a dark green shirt with an army green jacket over it and blue jeans. His jet black hair was combed perfectly with just the right amount hanging casually over his face. "So where we heading?"

"Not quite sure. I figured we would just go out and decide all the other stuff along the way."

"Perfect." I smiled. Something not structured and spontaneous, sounds like how I used to be before the accident.

We walked out and just strolled along the sidewalk. He made sure we took back roads and paths that weren't traveled by that often. He also made sure he walked on the side closest to the road, trying to conceal me from passing cars. I felt safe here with Trent and more calm.

"Want some ice cream?" he asked as we came to a small ice cream stand. There were a few tables outside with umbrellas on top of them.

"Sure!" I said as we ordered our treats. I got a vanilla cone and he got a strawberry one. We sat at one of the tables and enjoyed our ice cream. We talked about all kinds of things, our past, our present, and our future.

"What do you plan on doing once you're out of high school?" he asked as he took another lick of his pink ice cream

"I really want to be a poet. What about you?"

"Musician, definatly."

"Oh really? What instrument do you play?"

"I've played guitar since I was about nine."

"Have you wrote any songs?"

"A few, but they aren't really that good."

"I'm sure they are amazing."

"Well, maybe you can hear some of them someday." He smiled at me and my stomach fluttered. I looked away, hoping the growing darkness would hide my blush.

"Well we better get back before they lock the gates."

"Yea." I said standing up.

We began walking back, the sun glowing a bright orange in the distance. It was times like these that I wished I had my sketch book. I felt Trent shyly slide his hand into mine. His hand fit perfectly into mine, and I gave him a light squeeze to let him know that I didn't mind his gesture. We walked along, making small talk and laughing. It was a perfect end to a perfect date.

We were about twenty minutes away from the school, and the sun was sinking behind the hills, making the sky turn a deep blue. A slight breeze was blowing now, making me shiver in my tank top. I felt Trent's hand disconnect from mine as he slid off his jacket and slid it on my shoulders. I smiled at his chivalry and quickly reconnected my hand with his. We walked for a little while until I heard the sound of an engine. I looked around but did not see anything.

"You okay?" he asked.

"Yea, I just thought..." That's when I heard it.

But by then it was too late. I was already on the ground, my shoulder bleeding fiercely. I vaguely saw Trent lean over me and pull out his cell phone. The last sounds I heard before I blacked out were tires screeching against the black pavement and Trent's frantic voice on the phone."

"Help, please. My girlfriend's been shot."

x X x X x X x X x X x X x X x X x X x X x X x X x X x X x X x X x X x X x X x X x X x X x X x X x

Dum dum DUM!!!!!! I can't get enough of this story! And I can't get enough of you awesome readers, you guys truly are what makes me want to write. Please read and review and check out some of my other stories!

Sarah~x Tax