A/N will be at the end of the chapter! Also, this is a long one, so grab a snack, get comfy, and enjoy!

Sara and Ivy were walking together in the forest. It was an awkward experience, as the two hadn't spoken much, but the writer had to tell someone about Clyde. Plus, she needed some advice on how to talk to Sam.

"So what's up?" The fashionista finally broke the silence, making Sara sigh.

"Okay, so here's the thing. I feel like Robin's elimination was rigged. By Clyde."

"You actually think so?" Ivy gasped. "But… he's been so nice!"

"True, but have you seen him? He's so creepy!"

Ivy put her hands on her hips accusingly. "So you're just saying you think he's evil cause of how he looks?"

"No no no! I don't mean that at all! It's just that… he was acting so weird… and… well he gave her food, I think he lured her into a trap!"

"Ugh, seriously? I thought you were better than this, Sara. But just assuming something without any good evidence? That's messed up."

"Ivy, I…"

"Look, I won't tell anyone about your stupid assumption, but I still don't believe you. I'm going back to the cabins now." And with that, she jogged away.

*cf- Ivy*

"Sure, Clyde looks mean, but cmon! The fact that Sara just decided she wanted to hate him is so uncalled for! Sorry if that sounds harsh, but I hate it when people judge a book by its cover!"

*cf- Sara*

"Well. That just happened. I mean, I guess I don't have enough evidence, but she doesn't even consider it?! Has there never been a person who wears a "nice" mask on this show!? Does she not remember Alejandro? Or Scott? Or Mal?!"

Just then, Chris's voice could be heard on the speakers. "Attention, campers!" He exclaimed. "The next challenge begins now! Come to the dining area for the instructions!"

"So," Chris announced once everyone had gathered. "Today's challenge was going to be the awake-a-thon, but I know that you wouldn't fall for the race so… today's challenge is a Total Drama Trivia Challenge!"

*Cf: Arcello*

"hell yeah! We're gonna dominate this challenge!"

*Cf: Jade*

"Nice! I'm not an expert on TD, but I know my stuff, definitely!

*Cf: Lux*

"Sh*t! Didn't Drew say he's never seen the show?"

A few minutes later, the trivia game was ready. There were two long stumps, one for the Dragons, and one for the Vipers. Two spinning wheels were lined up, and in between them was a podium with two buzzers, family- feud style.

"Here's how this'll go," Chris began. "Each wheel represents a team. If I spin the wheel and it lands on your name, you must come up to the podium and go 1v1 against someone from the other team. Whoever answers correctly first wins a point for their team. The game will end once everyone has gone at least once. Any questions?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"Good. Now, the first teammate to go for the Dragons is…" he spun the wheel, and it landed on a headshot of Arnold. "Arnold, you're up, man!"

The smug teen walked up to the podium, cracking his knuckles. "Let's go, then," he said confidently.

"And for the Vengeful Vipers…. it's Izzy!"

Izzy confidently walked up to the podium. She grinned at Arnold, then at Chris, excited for the question.

Chris cleared his throat "Alrighty, your question is: in what episode did Courtney find out about Duncan and Courtney's kiss?"

Izzy hit the buzzer before Arnold could even react. "Season three! World tour! The Greek one! Greece's pieces!"

"Correct. That's one point for the Vipers!"

Arnold walked away, defeated.

"Next up are…" Chris spun the two wheels at the same time. "Lex and Vera!"

The two girls walked up to the podium nervously.

"Alright, and here's your question: what is Cody's full name?"

After a few seconds, Lex's buzzer went off. "Cody Emmet James Anderson?" Lex said, though she was unsure.

"Correct! One point for the Komodo Dragons! And up next are… Sam and Drew!"

"Don't screw this up," Ami hissed at the conman, though he pretended not to hear her as he went up to the podium.

"Alright, your question is: which two former gen one contestants have made it to the merge in every season they've been in?"

Sam spent a few seconds thinking, while Drew did nothing but light a cigarette, not giving a single care as to whether or not he'd win.

After about a minute or awkward silence, Sam hit the buzzer. "Um.. Duncan and Courtney?"

"I'm sorry, that is incorrect. Drew, you now have the chance to answer the que.."

"I'm good," the boy cut him off.

"Erm.. okay. I guess Sam has another shot to answer," Chris shrugged.

"Yes! Okay, I think I got it. Duncan and… Owen?"

"Correct! Another point for the Dragons!"

Sam walked away from the podium happily, as Drew lingered for a few seconds, cigarette still in his mouth, looking uncaringly over his shoulder at his angry teammates.

*cf: Drew*

"Do I care if we lose? Not really. They won't vote for me. I know my way with words. I know a bunch of them will gladly vote off Clayton if I tell them too."

"Up next are… Griff and Fiona! And your question is… how tall is Alejandro?"

"Six feet!"

"Correct, Griff!"

The rounds went on and on. Certain people had gone multiple times, while many hadn't even had a turn.

"Viola and Drew!"

"Five!"

"Correct, Viola!"

"Arnold and Lux!"

"Bridgette!"

"Correct, Lux!"

"Lily and Jade!"

"False!"

"Correct, Jade!"

"Alistair and Fiona!"

"Eight!"

"Incorrect, Fiona. Alistair?"

"Nine!"

"Correct!"

Another fifteen rounds later, and almost everyone on each team had gone,with the Komodo Dragons having an overwhelming lead of 13-6, probably thanks to the spinner having landed on drew three times.

"And the two for the next round are… Ringo and Drew!

*CF:Viola*

"AHAHAHA! Oh man, this is gold!"

"Alright," Chris announced. "Your question is… how many guys has Courtney kissed?"

"I don't know who this Courtney b*tch is, but she probably hasn't kissed as many as I have!" Drew smirked.

Ringo chuckled nervously. "Haha… that's nice, Drew. Anyways, the answer is four."

"Can you name them?"

"Duncan, Alejandro, Cameron, and Scott."

"Another point for the Dragons!"

"Fu*k!" Exclaimed Ami.

"Anyways, it's time for a commercial break. When we get back, more gripping competition and flops from the Vipers!"

As the camera blacked out, Drew could be heard saying, "Hah! Only four?"

"And we're back! Ivy is the last camper who hasn't gone yet. So it's her turn now…. against Clayton!"

"Ok," Clayton said unenthusiastically.

"Beat his ass, Ivy!" Lex cheered from the sidelines.

"Oh, who cares if she does? We're losing, eight to twenty, it's over for us!"

In the background, Chris was heard saying, "correct, Clayton!"

"Okay, nine to twenty. But same difference!"

As if on cue, Chris walked up to the musician. "You know what? You're right, Ami. So, let's do this. We'll have one more round. If your team gets it right, you automatically win the entire challenge. If you lose, well… you lose!"

"What the hell?! How is that fair?!" Sam protested.

"It's not. But I'm Chris McLean. So I don't know what you were expecting. Anyways… the two campers doing this ultimate round are…. Griff and Kane!"

"You got this, Kane?" Jade asked the Irishman nervously.

"Of course I do, lassie! I've watched this show since as long as I can remember! I've got this!"

"Good luck, then," Jade said, patting her teammate on the shoulder.

"And… you're question is…. What is Izzy's favorite foreign language?"

The two boys hit the buzzer with lightning speed.

"Holy crap! I couldn't tell who buzzed first, that was quick. Chef! Slow-mo that, please?" Chris called.

Chef philips entered the recording tent (which was conveniently located right by where the challenge was, because cartoon). He emerged only seconds later (again, its a cartoon), holding a tablet. Chris watched the slowed down video via the tablet, brow furrowed.

"Well, thanks to this, I can confidently say that…. Kane! You get to answer!"

"Please get it wrong, please get it wrong!" Griff muttered quietly, crossing his fingers.

"Chris, the answer is… camel!"

"Correct! The Vengeful Vipers take their second win! Komodo Dragons, you have five hours until the ceremony. Have fun choosing who to eliminate!" With that, he walked off.

The Vipers were enjoying yet another win in their hot tub, although Kane, Izzy, and Nicole were the only people in it. Ronald was standing right outside the tub, glancing at the other team and occasionally Nicole. Everyone else was doing their own thing, so the four of them were enjoying the space.

"Hey, Kane. I was thinking, would you be interested in an alliance?" Nicole asked the Irishman, batting her eyelashes, in an obvious attempt to make herself appealing.

"I mean… I don't think we're going to lose anytime soon," Izzy chirped, causing the other girl to roll her eyes.

"I mean, knock on wood, haha! We gotta watch our luck!" Kane grinned.

"I agree! So… are you interested? You know, in case we do lose?"

"I- um, sure!" he replied, giving in to her obvious flirting.

"Ooh! Can I join?" Izzy said pleadingly.

"I don't see why not, the more the merrier!" Kane replied

"Ugh. Sure. Just don't screw anything up," Nicole scoffed.

"Hey, I'm sure she won't! Izzy's a clever young lass!"

"Awh, thanks Kane!"

Nicole turned to see Ronald. He gave her a small smile, one that Nicole quickly picked up as wanting to be in on this. She turned back to her two new allies. "Hey, you two, she said sweetly. "Can Ronald join us?"

Kane smiled. "Of course!"

*Cf: Ronald*

"Nicole and I clearly have the same idea. Charm our way into alliances, and crushing our allies later on."

*Cf: Nicole*

"I guess Ronald and I have our own separate unofficial alliance now. Haha, Kane and Izzy are so gullible!"

Meanwhile, Fiona was reading a book in her cabin. She couldn't help the tears spilling down her cheeks. As a shocker to nobody, she was homesick.

"Can I come in?"

"Who's there?" the young girl sniffed.

"Jade"

"Yeah, I guess."

Jade opened the door and came in slowly. She put a hand on Fiona's shoulder, crouching down to look at her in the eyes. "Hey, everything is okay," she said gently.

"I- I haven't ever been away from my parents for this long," she explained, wiping her eyes.

"Hey, me too. It's been a tough first week. But hey, think about what you could be winning!"

Fiona gave the Savant a small smile. "If I win, I'll go to college," she said hopefully.

"What do you want to learn there?"

"I don't know yet. I like writing. Mom says I could be a writer."

"I never imagined you as a writer! I'd love to see what you write sometime!"

"R-really?"

Jade nodded. "Of course! I could see you going places. I'd love to see what kind of thing you have potential with."

"You're really nice, Jade. Thanks for talking with me."

"Of course. Let me know if you ever need anything."

Vera couldn't help but notice Ami's strange demeanor around Mike and Clayton. It seemed strange to her, but the musician always seemed to enjoy being around the two most grim people on the island (besides Clyde, of course). But lately the gardener had noticed her teammate was always hanging around the two, talking. Although she did most of the speaking, Vera noticed that she was one of the only people Clayton ever spoke to. Mike was not as antisocial, but he did seem less open whenever he wasn't around Clayton and Ami. While Vera wasn't a nosy person, she couldn't help but keep an eye on the three. Something was up. Probably an alliance. I should just leave them be, she was telling herself that night. But the three had been talking rather loudly under a large tree, the one the gardener to meditated under and had planted flowers under. So, although not being a confrontational person, she decided to talk to them.

"Hey, guys," she greeted the three cheerfully. Clayton looked at her without blinking or saying a word. Mike didn't even acknowledge her existence, just looking down at his hands. Ami nodded respectfully.

"Vera."

"Hey, guys. Is it okay if I meditate here?"

The musician turned to look at the emos. The two nodded curtly.

"Yeah, go ahead. We can leave."

"No, no. It's fine. If you wanna be here, that's fine. You can pretend I'm not here.

Ami shrugged and turned to the emos again. Vera sat down cross legged, on the other side of the trees trunk. She tried to simply meditate, but also occasionally turned to see what the three were doing. They stayed silent, Ami scribbling in a notebook and the two boys staring off into space. Although, it was possible they were toning it down. Since Vera was there, maybe they were hiding things.

Meanwhile, Arnold was casually walking around camp, searching out anyone on his team to confront. His eyes eventually landed on Ivy, Lex, and Lily, sitting on the steps of the cabin, talking.

*Cf: Arnold*

"I'm going to convince everyone to vote off Jacob. He's hiding something, clearly. I think he might be insane."

"Hey, ladies," he said cooly.

"We aren't interested, creep," Ivy snapped.

"Woah woah woah, I never said anything," he said defensively. "Just cause I approach you doesn't mean I wanna date you."

"Oh, sorry," Ivy responded, looking away.

"Anyways, what's up?" Asked Lex

"I've heard a lot of people say they're voting off Griff, but I'd like you guys to consider voting for Jacob."

"Huh? Why?" Ivy asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Have you seen the guy? He's so weird! Acting like someone is following him. I don't know about you, but that makes me think that he's trying to sabotage us."

"I don't know…." Lily trailed off.

"Well, it's him or Griff," Arnold smiled. "And I know how much you'd… hate for him to leave."

Lily blushed.

"Just think about it," the boy said, walking away.

Alistair and Ringo seemed to be getting along well for the few days they had known each other. Alistair was always a charismatic person, but Ringo was more of one of those friends you could sit in silence with, sometimes sharing something deep and personal. Ringo was just happy to have a companion, though things did feel a bit awkward for him. Ringo was a but of a hopeless romantic, so he did have a small crush on his friend. But he was sure it was only temporary. At the moment, the two of them were on the dock together.

"I still can't believe you've never heard of Queen. Literally everyone knows who they are!"

"I'm sorry, but I seriously haven't!"

Alistair looked at Ringo, shocked. Then he looked off at the water. "Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?" he quoted melodramatically.

"Wait, I know that song! The really long one?" Ringo said excitedly. "The one that goes, "Mama, just killed a man"?" he sang.

Alistair breathed what seemed to be a sigh of relief. "That's Queen. You should listen to some more of their songs!" he said excitedly, plugging in a pair of earbuds to his phone and handing one of them to Ringo.

Meanwhile, Viola was taking a short walk. Just around the main campgrounds. She needed to clear her head, but she felt as though the presence of people would help her to decide who to vote for. Drew took this moment to start walking directly behind her.

"Hey, blondie. You still mad at me?"

She turned her head to the conman, but continued walking. "In general? Yes. But at this moment I'm fine with you."

"Wow, that's new. Finally realizing what a great guy I am?"

"What?! No! Never in a thousand years! I'm just kinda glad you're as stupid as you are."

"Why's that?"

"If Chris hadn't rigged the challenge in your team's favor, we would've won. But for once, you were actually being helpful to me by getting everything wrong."

"But… you lost."

Viola groaned. "Yeah, I know, but at least we lost because of unfairness, not because you were better than me at something."

"Are you saying you're usually inferior to me?"

Viola just rolled her eyes and kept walking.

With everyone else on her team busy, Lux had nothing to do. Sure, people like Jade and Vera seemed approachable, but she had no idea where they were. So she decided to do what she was known for- looking around to see who would be compatible with each other.

This was something her brain was somehow wired to do. Back in her hometown, she would spend lunch looking around, seeing how people interacted with each other and whether they should date. At this moment, she was looking at Drew and Viola. The two of them seemed to know each other well, though there was some for of tension between them

"Wow, those two, amirite?" A voice said from behind her. It was Arcello.

"Oh, um, yeah. I feel like the two of them could be a pretty good couple."

"Like Duncan and Courtney?"

"Sure. But these two seem like they have quite a bit in common, so it wouldn't be as toxic."

"Oh, I see what you mean! They're both smartasses who know what they want, are stubborn, and both fairly attractive!" Arcello laughed, sitting down next to the matchmaker.

"That was a bit harsh, but sure. Plus, you seem like a but of a smartass too," she laughed.

"Hey, I'm not denying it."

"Haha, yeah. Hey, why aren't you with the rest of your team?"

"I'd rather hang out here. Judging by you, your team seems pretty cool"

Lux stared back at the potential couple, an awkward silence growing between her and Arcello.

"The one problem is that the two of them are on different teams." she finally said.

"They could figure it out if they truly like each other. And hey," he said, standing up, "maybe that goes for another two people here," he said, winking.

Lux's cheeks burned. "Are you saying…" she trailed off. But he had already started to walk away.

"I'll see you later, Matchmaker!" he called over his shoulder.

The sun had finally set. The campfire ceremony was about to begin, and Jacob was feeling a dreaded tension he knew too well. All he could see were his teammates, circling around him, calling him a freak. He tried to shake it all off. It's not real. They don't know anything about me, they wouldn't say anything like that about me. They don't know. I'll be okay. He kept telling himself this over and over again, but he was scared. He didn't know what to do. He knew that Arnold saw him as a monster, but it wasn't like anyone else knew, right? His thoughts were cut off by the loudspeaker.

"Attention, losers! It's that time again! Come to the campfire ceremony ASAP!"

The Fire was dim that night, leaving everyone shivering and tense. Nobody knew what was going to happen, and whoever lost was most likely undeserving of it.

"Oof, another elimination, you guys? Kinda sad, amirite?"

"Eat dirt, Mclean. The only reason we're here is because your incompetent ass couldn't accept that there wouldn't be a tense game," Arnold grumbled.

"Okay, I'm definitely not incompetent, but you're right about that! A 9-20 win would be awful for ratings! Anyways, let's get this over with. I have twelve campers in front of me, but only eleven blue stones. Whoever doesn't get a blue stone must take the crane of shame to the playa de losers. But remember, you will have a chance to come back! So don't get your hopes too low! Anyways, the following campers are safe:

Alistair

Arcello

Lily

Sara

Sam

Lex

Ivy

Viola

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And Arnold."

All of the safe camper smiled tiredly as the went to grab their pebbles. Griff and Jacob swallowed.

"Griff, you had the last chance to save your team from elimination. But due to being just a bit late on the buzzer, your whole team lost. I'll be fair, though, it wasn't really your fault. And Jacob, your antics have been considered suspicious to others, maybe even seeing you as a threat. Though you haven't done anything to affect today's challenge."

Jacob opened his mouth, maybe to explain his actions, but ultimately decided not to.

"And so, the person eliminated tonight is…

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"Jacob. I'm sorry, but it's time for you to go."

The boy looked at Chris in disbelief, before turning to the rest of his team, tears springing to his eyes. He seemed to have had enough.

"You guys want an explanation? Huh? Well, here it is… I'm schizophrenic. I guess I can't blame you for not recognizing that, but I can't believe you saw me as a threat! I came here to help cope with my condition, but you've made this all so hard for me!" he shouted. As soon as it was all out, he fell to the ground, choking back sobs. Sara ran up to him and hugged him. "Oh my god, Jacob. I'm so sorry. I can't believe we saw you like that."

"Yeah, Sara's right," Sam said softly. "We shouldn't have listened to Arnold," he said, glaring at the boy he was referring to.

"It's… well… at least I know you guys didn't mean any harm, Jacob said. "But there isn't anything that can be done about it now."

"They'll see you when they inevitably get voted off in the future," Chris said smugly. "Or, maybe you'll come back! But for now, it's time for you to go."

As Chef ushered Jacob to the crane of shame, Chris turned to the camera. "With Jacob gone and the blame turned to Arnold, how much longer will he last? I hope not much longer, he's been a pain in my ass since day one!"

"Hey!" Arnold could be heard saying.

"How much longer will he be on this island? When will the Vengeful Vipers lose? And when will the real Awake - a - thon actually take place? (Yes, that will be happening in a few weeks). Find out next week on…

Total!

Drama!

Wawanakwa Returns!

A/N: Hey everyone! I'm actually back! I'm so proud of myself for doing this. And this chapter was a lot of fun to write, so hopefully I'll get back into the groove of things! Anyways, I really hope you enjoyed today's episode. I'm sorry to Mikael the War Cougar for eliminating Jacob. I thoroughly enjoyed writing his character, but as I've said before, it was the randomizer's choice. Don't worry though! He might have a chance to come back, and if not, there will be plenty of Playa de Losers episodes to come.

Anyways, I'm very glad you have all stuck around, and the reviews on my announcement have really made me think. I have decided to keep working on the story. And from now on, I'll have a schedule. Episodes will be posted every other Friday, no excuses. I'm going to prioritize writing again.

Be sure to leave a review! I have a few questions though.

1- What, besides a more regular update schedule, could I do to improve my story?

2- Has your character been represented enough? (I try really hard to incorporate everyone, but I sometimes need a quick reminder)

3- Who's your favorite character, besides your own?

I'll see you all in two weeks!

TheSaneSierra