Hello! This is my first Total Drama story ever so I hope you enjoy it! Sorry for an spelling/grammar mistakes, I did check over it but I might have missed some :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Total Drama obviously

Heather scowled, they'd been standing around in the stupid art muesuem for almost half an hour while Chris was backstage, fixing or dealing with something that was going on with Lindsay and DJ's head to head walk off challenge. He walked out wearing his most sadistic grin, that took her a moment to realise was aimed at her and only her. She tightened her arm fold and glared, wondering what possibly stupid thing Chris had planned.

"Since we're in the fashion capital of the world aaaand we're surrounded by models, I decided why not get someone in the biz to help us with this challenge, a homegrown Canadian model that one of you might know a little too well." Heather's eyes widened as Chris smirked..

It couldn't be him, anyone but him. She'd rather deal with Alejandro for months on end then see this guy again.

"The producers also said maybe we'd get a better market if there were another, younger host." Chris grumbled to himself, looking annoyed before beaming up once more, "Lets welcome, Craig Masterson!"

Heather internally swore like there was no tomorrow, she did not need this right now! Sierra, Courtney and Izzy all squealed with excitement, Heather however could only look horrified. He'd ruin everything!

The French-Canadian model stepped out from behind the red velvet curtain, his skin tanned and his fluffy brown hair was flatened by a blue beanie with hair sticking out the sides and a untamed fringe that made him look older. His green orbs glistened under the lights and he was dressed in a baggy white tank top that showed off his chest and a black baggy jeans.

He had grown a lot since Heather had last seen him, he was taller and had filled out a lot more. He'd gotten a lip and eyebrow piercing and more tattoos - seeing as he had unnoticable ones when she was with him last. He chuckled softly and walked over to Chris, grinning down at them all.

"Hey," He greeted, "It's cool to be here. Massive fan by the way."

"Craig is auditioning for a hosting job here in Franch and the producers thought why not give him some experience." Chris muttered through his teeth, "Fricken' producers think they know what kids want."

He turned and smiled at Heather, who could all stare up at him in shock. His eyes stayed on her for a moment, the others looking confused before he jumped down to meet them all one by one.

"Craig's been backstage helping the last two members of Team Victory with their challenge, so he and two other contestants from each team can judge them in a catwalk style competiton." Chris explained, "So, who do you pick?"

Craig looked around at the other team and grinned, "Heather." he said, "And Al too."

Heather's wall came crashing own. Right, Alejandro, the guy was rather confused about. She didn't like him but yet she did. She was drawn to him, like am oth to a flame but now that Craig was back in her life whether she liked it or not, she didn't know what to think.

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"Hmm, I wonder what kind of connection Heather has with him." Alejandro mused, "It couldn't be a romantic one, could it?"

"Why is that idiot even here, ugh! I know he knew I was on this stupid show but ugh! He's going to ruin everything!" Heather groaned, "I hate that guy so much!"

"Heather looks pretty good, it's been like a year since I saw her though so eh. I wonder if she's still mad at me, eh, only time'll tell." Craig shrugged.

The trio sat at the judging table, Craig in the middle after Heather insisted he sat there. She really didn't want to sit between the both of them right now. Her eyes would dart to the right every so often, catching a glimpse of them both - the two guys talking about some sort of guy thing, Heather didn't really know or care. Craig stopped however, turning to face her, his cheek resting on his fist as he leaned against the table.

"What's up?" he asked rather lamely.

"What's it to you?" She narrowed her eyes.

"You got even fieser, I see." He laughed, Heather blinking and biting down on her bottom lip as incospiciously as she could, "Can we talk later?"

"Depends how I feel, why would I ever want to talk to you?" Heather folded her arms, trying hard to keep her defensive wall up and him out of her thoughts.

"Aww, come on! You can't tell me you didn't miss me." Craig said, leaning closer to her, his spare hand touching her arm.

Her walls came crashing down once more. She gulped, her silver orbs meeting his own emerald ones. Alejandro watched them from th corner of his eye, noticing how differently she reacted to Craig then to any other person. He should've had his hand slapped away by now...yet he managed to have some sort of hold on her.

"Friends catch up, right?" He added.

She suddenly slapped his hand away, much like Alejandro had thought - yet this was because of what he'd said. A flame or rage now burned in her eyes and her fists clenched tight. How dare he call her a friend! They weren't friends in the slightest, she couldn't stand him and his stupid face!

"Friends?" she growled harshly.

"Yeah, friends. Wasn't that how we left it?" Craig shrugged.

"I think you're mistaken, I hate you." Heather retorted.

"Man, I knew this would happen." Craig huffed, pouting childishly, "I apologised!"

"And I didn't accept it!" She shot back, glaring ahrshly.

"Can we just talk about it later? Ugh, we have things to judge." Craig said, rolling his eyes, "And anyway, it was like two years ago, get over it."

"Whatever." She muttered, turning way.

She folded her arms and looked to the front, Craig doing the same. Alejandro blinked, something big had happened between them...and something bad.

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"She's an absolute psycho! I didn't even do it!" Craig scowled.

"That moron thinks that I'll forgive just like that! After everything he did?" Heather threw her arms into the air, "God, I can't freakin' stand that arrogant moron!"

"Our walk-off is about to begin! Lets bring out our first model, Tyler!" Chris announced.

Tyler walekd out, dressed in an open button up long sleeved shirt that had the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, under it wearing a normal black t-shirt. He also sported black skinny jeans and carried a black jacket over his shoulder. His hair was styled into a quiff. Heahter glanced over at Craig, his chest showing through the lack of fabric his tank top had. This was his doing! Lindsay skipped out afterwards, giggling and hugging Tyler's arm.

"Looks good, Linds." Craig said.

"Thanks, Craig!" She replied, smiling brightly.

Heahter noticed th elook he was giving her and she remember his name? She just met him! A disgusting feeling sat in her stomach and her head began to scream...she couldn't possibly be jealous, could she? She turned and looked at Alejandro, who looked like he really couldn't care less about the challenge.

"Rate out of ten, judges?" Chris asked.

"Eh, eight." Craig shrugged.

"Seven." Heather nodded.

"Seven." Alejandro said, rolling his eyes.

Tyler and Lindsay glared at one another before Chris called for Gwen and Dj to walk the catwalk. Gwen was dressed in DJ's shirt and cap, Heather groaning mentally. The Goth girl stormed off in disgust as DJ danced a little jig, knowing the result.

"Do we even have to judge? Clearly, Lindsay is the winner." Craig said.

"I second that." Heather agreed.

"Well, it's been decided! Lindsay is the winner!" Chris announced, "Everyone back to the plane!"

Heather pushed the chair back, standing quickly as possible when a hand grabbed her arm. She flinched, hoping it wasn't Craig.

"Are you ok?" Alejandro asked.

"I'm fine, what's it to you?" Heather retorted.

"You seem on edge." He shrugged, only annoying her more.

"I need to know why that moron is here." Heather narrowed her eyes at Craig, who was now walking with Courtney and laughing.

"He sure seems to distract you." Alejandro said teasingly.

"Shut it." Heather growled, stomping away.

Confessional

"Not even a comeback? If I'm not mistaken, I'd think Heather had feelings for that imbecile. That's not possible, is it?" Alejandro said.

Team Amazon sat in first class with Craig, Courtney and Sierra gushing over the model as he spoke Frenchand complimented them. Heather could tell that he kept looking over at her, his eyes would trace her body as she sat away from them. She had looked over once, noticing how he was biting his lip as he watched her, shivers flying up her spine.

He pushed himself up out of his chair, excusing himself and dropping back down in front of Heather. Their eyes locked, Heather feling her defenses crumbling away as she noticed his nervous tick kick in, sitting on the edge of his seat.

"Can we talk now?" He asked.

"There's nothing to talk about.' She replied simply, pressing her back against the chair.

"Don't lie to me." Craig rolled his eyes, "I'm not an idiot."

"You should know already anyway." Heather muttered, looking away.

"Noelle, right?" Craig raised an eyebrow, Heather's whole body stiffening, "I've said I was sorry enough times, haven't I?"

"You just don't get it, that's the problem!" Heather growled.

Craig stood up, grabbing Heather's wrist and yanking her up with him. He pulled her out of first class and through economy, Heather saying ridiculous things like "he's attacking me" and "this is kidnapping". They stood in the hallway where the confessional was located, Heather having slapped him to get him to let go before hey reached the cargo hold or elimination room.

"Look, I get what happened with Noelle was wrong but I was hurt and upset, ok! I never thought it would to this, did I?" Craig said.

"THis isn't just about Noelle, it's the whole freakin' deal. You just left!" Heather retorted.

"I had too!" Craig raised his voice a little louder then he should have, the other contestants noticing this.

"You didn't have to not tell me!" Heather spat back.

"I tried, you were blabbering on about other shit though!" Craig said.

"You tried once, Craig! Once! You had six months to tell me and you didn't! You just packed up and left, leaving Matty to tell me what happened!" She replied, "Face it, you're the one who screwed everything up!"

"I know that, but what I said was true, I never did stop-"

"Don't!" She cut him off, "I'm not finished yet."

Craig sighed audibly and irritably, Heather pushing him against the door.

"I somehow brought myslef to forgive you for leaving and you get another girlfriend? You didn't think to tell me that either!" Heather continued, throwing her hands in the air.

"Noelle was never my girlfriend, we hooked up, once." Craig said, "If you didn't freakin' hang up on me, I would've explained it to you!"

"Yeah, "hooked up", like I'd-"

"You and I weren't together. You broke up with me, remember?" Craig cut her off this time, "We'd been broken up for ages, you had gotten back from this ridiculous show you got on! So you can't hold anything against Noelle and me!"

They glared at one another, the tension hot and heavy betweenthem. Heather could hear Craig's rough breathing, her thoughts changing to wonder about him. Was he still the same as last time? She couldn't let herself let him have her, not this time, it'd gone on long enough.

"Heather, after everything I never stopped caring about you." He said quietly, his voice so velverty it made her knees wobble.

He watched her suck her bottom lip into her teeth, before taking a step closer. He laced his hands through hers and pulled her close, Heather keeping her head towards the ground, too scared of what he'd do if she looked up.

"I'm sorry." He mumbled, letting his lips touch her forehead.

Heather waited a moment before lifting her head, her lips meeting his as she closed her eyes. Craig smirked a little before kissing her bak, letting his arms wrap around her waist while hers rested on his chest. She noticed that he still tasted the same, the taste of cigarette smoke, something that she had grown addicted too.

Confessional

"Crap! I kissed him, dammit! He's going to be so freakin' cocky now which is just another damn reason to hate him!" Heather scowled, "Although..."

"I knew she'd kiss me." Craig grinned.

She pulled away first, a dust of pink layering her cheeks as she kept her eyes towards the ground. Craig chuckled softly and adjusted his beanie, his green eyes glimmering in delight. She relaced their hands together, Craig nudging her head up with his hands.

"Don't tell anyone about this, ok." Heather said, "I don't want them to know."

"You mean, you don't wanrt him to know." Craig snickered, "I'm totally up to date on this competition, including your little crush of Ale-whatever."

"Shut up, I don't have a crush on him." She narrowed her eyes, scrunching her face up and pulling her hands back so she could fold her arms.

"He's such a tool, you know he's treating the other girls like he is, why would you be any different?" Craig asked.

"I'm not talking about this to you of all people." Heather rolled her eyes.

"So, you are into him?" He raised an eyebrow.

"No, why do you care?" she questioned.

"I don't." He frowned, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"What? Are you jealous?" Her lips twitched up into a smirk.

"I don't get jealous." He huffed childishly.

"Whatever, and it's not like I didn't see you fawning all over Courtney and Lindsay." Heather said, scowling.

"Now who's jealous!" Craig grinned.

"I am not jealous of those morons!" Heather shouted.

"And I'm not jealous of him." Craig said, "So we're even."

"We're both not jealous." Heather agreed.

Craig kept his frown, a part of him her as his own, as he had always wanted but he couldn't deny his attractions to the other girls, both with boyfriends but he didn't care.

"So you like one of them?" Heather asked.

"I'm attracted to them, I think I'd like Courtney if I spent time with her though." Craig said, "There is a difference."

"I know that." She narrowed her eyes.

"I do however like you." He said.

"We don't work." She folded her arms.

"No, our timing was off." Craig rolled his eyes.

"Your timing." Heather corrected.

"You can't say what we had wasn't real though." He said, his hand on her arm, bring her closer.

"I never said that." She bit down on her lip.

He chuckled, the want she had in her eyes answered all his questions, she wouldn't have ever been tempted him if she didn't want him. He leaned forward, their eyes never leaving hte other as she saw the look in his eyes grow darker. He always got like this, first cocky and arrogant, then he'd flip and do a one eighty, a darker, more intense Craig would surface - one she didn't know how to say no too. Her lip quivered, unsure if she wanted to kiss him again. He couldn't win, not this time. he was part of the reason she'd turned so cold, so cruel, she couldn't afford to be hurt so badly by him again.

"Wait, I want you to prove that you care about me as much as you say so." She said.

"Ugh, what do you want?" He groaned, falling back against the wall and his beanie pushing his fringe over his eyes.

"Get Lindsay on my team, simple as that." Heather folded her arms, awaiting his reply.

"Easy." Craig shrugged, "What do I get for it?"

"Whatever you want." She said.

"Fine, I want you." She flinched, this couldn't be good for her, "I know that you won't be able to hold off your undying attraction towards me for that much longer-"

"You're so full of yourself." Heather grumbled, cutting him off.

"Back to my point, if I do get her on your team, then lets just have fun." He said.

"What's your meaning of fun?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

Craig grinned as he pinned her against the wall, his eyes staying on hers. She didn't look phased, he always did this.

"This." He said, crushing his lips against hers.

Heather let her arms wrap around his neck and threw his beanie off, pulling his head down to deepen their rather rough kiss. Craig pressed his body against hers, his arms planted on the wall firmly. Craig however pulled back when he heard footsteps, Sierra calling out their names and wondering if they were ok. Craig stepped back and grabbed his beanie off the ground, a saddened feeling coming over Heather.

"Hey, Sierra." He smiled, pushing Heather forward from behind, "We're fine, see."

"Yeah, fine." Heather muttered, crossing her arms, "We were just talking."

"Oh, that's good! We could hear you guys yelling, I didn't know you dated a model, Heather!" Sierra laughed.

"I wasn't meant to come out." Heathe said, grabbing Craig's hand (this made him grin) and pushed past the fangirl.

"Wait up!" Sierra called, chasing after them.

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"Ugh! Now they'll all know!" She groaned, "But if things stay the way they are, I might like having him here more...as long as he stays away from Lindsay and Courtney!"

"That's so cute, I feel bad for breaking up their little love quarrel. Aren't couples just they cutest!" Sierra giggled, sighing romantically, "I can't wait until me and Cody are like that."

"She dated him. Him? What's so great about him?" Alejandro questioned, before catching his cool, "Not like I care though."

Hope you liked it!