Yay, the special! Thanks for reviewing, Elizabeth Life Stone and Ali6132 (I feel like Beth now, even though I graduated high school in 2012).

Nearly a year had passed since the beginning of Total Drama. Although most of us weren't really famous any more, the press still followed us around. When Duncan and Courtney broke up over the summer, it was all over the news. "I have nothing to say about that guy," Courtney told the press, "Except that he's a complete thug! And I wish I'd never met him!"

"No comment." Duncan said.

"And he has the table manners of a chimp! And-"

"No comment!"

"And he always chews with his mouth open! And he's constantly interrupting me! And-"

"I said, no comment!"

Gwen had put up a blog when she got emails over if she liked Duncan or not. "Okay, I'm still getting a lot of emails about Duncan. Do you like him? He's perfect for you! Courtney doesn't deserve him, you do! Enough already. He has a girlfriend! Case closed."

But after the breakup, she put up another blog, saying "Courtney is totally nuts letting Duncan get away like that! He is the best thing that ever happened to her! I mean, look at the guy! He's hot! I mean...he's okay...for her." Maybe she did like him?

Geoff got quite a few stalkers, and Bridgette wasn't too pleased. That got press coverage too, but Geoff confirmed that he was one hundred percent loyal to his girlfriend. "I should never have let my eyes stray from my schmoopy-schmoo." Yeah...I know.

Bridgette's face had softened when he said that and she added "And I should always trust my cutie-patootie."

Their relationship was so sweet, it was sickening. I was glad DJ and I weren't like that. Speaking of DJ and I, there was press coverage on us, too. Thing was, remember how I said DJ loved his mom a lot? Well, he was getting like Principal Skinner with his mother. He almost lost his girlfriend because of his mother, too.

Thing was, DJ still hung out with me as much as he could, but we almost never went out on dates, and most of the time when we saw each other on evenings, it was me always coming over to his for dinner, and his mom was always there.

"I can't be in a relationship where I come second!" I told the press. "It's great that DJ is so close to his mom, but there is such a thing as dividing time."

"I love Momma a lot," DJ told the press, "And I don't wanna lose Elle because of her. I just don't know how to divide things."

I sighed. "DJ, simple. Pick out days where you have time for me, and days when you want to stay home. As long as I have two days of the week when you're free and we can be together alone, that's all I ask."

There were other things going on, like the Blog War between Heather and Gwen, Beth and Lindsay getting arrested when they visited France, and many other things. Cody, Harold, Justin and Trent formed a short-lived band called the Drama Brothers.

But then, just before my seventeenth birthday, everyone turned up for the Gemmie Awards (I came with DJ in his mom's bus). We'd been interviewed for Celebrity Manhunt by their hosts, Blaineley and Josh, and now they had a roving reporter – well, more like a fan upgraded to reporting – a tall purple-haired girl called Sierra. Later on, I found out that she'd been the one writing the fan sites, the Obsessed Uber-Fan, a name that really suited her. She was very, very annoying, with a voice like nails on a blackboard and an exuberance that got tiring very quickly.

"DJ! Elle!" cried Sierra as we arrived, asking questions. "Secretly, who can't you stand from Total Drama?"

I folded my arms. "I've made it clear. I don't talk bad about people when they're not watching."

DJ's mom didn't let him answer. "What's wrong with you, girl?" she snapped at Sierra. "You think I raised my son to talk smack behind people's backs?"

But when we tried to get into the Gemmie awards, we were stopped. Chris himself told us that we were now old news, while the cast of his new show, Total Drama Dirtbags, were the new thing.

"A bunch of jerks live in a huge mansion and get all bored and backstabby." explained Chris' assistant – Noah! He was fired two seconds later, but anyway...

"Excuse me." An extremely good-looking but arrogant-looking guy pushed through, knocking over Cody.

"Cody?" screeched Sierra like it was a tragedy.

As it turned out, this guy seemed to be Chris' peg to be the fan favourite on his new show. He was called Alejandro, and now I looked at him, yeah, he was either Spanish or Latin American.

So the 22 of us – plus Sierra – were locked out of the Gemmies. Okay, so Izzy tried to find a way in, but her plan didn't go exactly how it should've gone. The door closed on her.

"Izzy, can you do that again?" Sierra asked.

"Do what?"

Oh, and we also lost the win for Best Reality Show Cast, as we saw from the TV on the outside.

Courtney wrenched the TV from its place and kicked it down. "Who cares about that stupid award? I'm going to law school! I have a future."

"I miss that girl." Duncan remarked.

Chris was going to introduce his new cast on the Orphah show the next day. Yep, it was officially going to be the end of fame for us.

"Dudes, you heard the guy." sighed Geoff. "We're nobodies again."

"At least I'll be able to survive on the streets." Duncan said.

"Me too." added Ezekiel, just as a lowlife swiped his wallet. I grabbed it back just as quickly and slipped it back into Zeke's pocket.

"And I'll go back to being just another pretty face." sighed Justin.

"And pecs." Katie added.

"And abs." put in Sadie.

"And butt." finished Owen. Yeah, I'm sure the guy is bisexual.

"I can't go back to my old life!" cried Heather. "If I'm not famous, I'm not popular! So...cold..." Weird. She'd said she was popular the day we'd met. Oh yeah, BTW, Heather had managed to grow some of her hair back. Now it was in a short ponytail, about the same length mine was.

It was Sierra who gave us hope. "What's the matter with you?! No one deserves to be more famous than you guys! You can't just give up! Do you have any idea how many millions of fans of you are out there! I've been watching, blogging, PVRing you since the first episode! I – I mean, we – have fan sites about each and every one of you! We know everything about you, and we are rooting for you! We know your eating habits, your hopes, your fears, your DENTAL RECORDS!"

"Stalker." muttered Heather.

"You haven't seen her fan sites." I muttered back.

"You can't let us down now!" continued Sierra. She suggested that we try to beat the Total Drama Dirtbags cast to the Orphah studio in New York and get on TV.

Izzy had some weird idea on how to get there, but we just took DJ's bus. Courtney drove. "Doesn't this jalopy go any faster?" she whined.

"Maybe you should let Duncan drive." Gwen suggested.

"Not helping, Gwen."

"She's just sticking up for her boyfriend." Heather smirked. "Wait...oh!" She looked at Courtney. "Duncan's your boyfriend, my mistake!"

Beth had gone green, saying she thought she was going to be sick. DJ's mom warned her that she wasn't allowed to be sick on her bus.

We managed to slow down the Dirtbags' bus by throwing chocolate at their windscreen. Leshawna offered her bra as a catapult. No, seriously, she did. "What, you've never seen triple Ds before?"

Alejandro was driving the Dirtbags' bus, and he looked really pissed off when we splattered chocolate all over the windscreen. "You're gonna regret this!" we could faintly hear him yelling.

"You messed with the wrong reality show cast, mister!" Heather yelled back.

Would you believe it, Courtney nearly killed us with her driving. She and Duncan got into an argument while she was driving, because she wasn't going fast enough, and right in the middle of the argument, they just...started making out. The bus went off the road and we nearly died by falling into a canyon. We only survived because Leshawna's bra managed to hold the weight of the bus so we were low to the ground. Then we cut the bra and got out of the bus.

Finally, Geoff decided to organize a group. "I'm gonna get help. Then we're all gonna party!"

"I'll come with you, Geoff." offered Justin.

"Me too!" chorused Katie and Sadie.

Trent, Beth and Eva also decided to go.

"Anyone else?" Geoff asked. "Bridgette, babe?"

"I'm gonna catch some rays, 'kay, sweetie?" Bridgette answered.

"Who am I to come between a hottie and her rays?" Geoff asked. "Elle, you coming?"

I pretended to act offended. "Okay, I know you can't see me as a hottie since I'm your sister, but I've gotta catch some rays too, you know!" I teased. "See you when you get back."

It was a day later when we were found.

"It's Chris!" cried Sierra. So we were taken back to the movie lot and even got pancakes.

Chris finally explained what his plan really was. "We all know that no one does drama like you guys."

"Duh." Heather snapped. "But what happened to Total Drama Dirtbags?"

"It was a trick!" explained a very pissed-off looking Alejandro. "There never was any Total Drama Dirtbags!"

The whole thing was a trick to see if we still had it in us, because Chris wanted us to do another season – around the world in a jet, for another million.

"What about Alejandro?" Heather asked.

"A dupe, just like the rest of you. I needed someone on the inside. But to make it up, I told him he can join you guys next time!"

So the search party wouldn't be participating, but the rest of us would, including Sierra. I didn't know if that was good or bad.

I made one last confessional before going home to pack. "So I'm coming back for a season. I'm sorry you're not coming with me, Geoff! Text me! And text Bridge too, I know she'll miss you even more than me! Third time lucky – maybe this time I'll make it to the finals!"

Elle doesn't know what she's in for. Please review!