Last time on Total Drama Dropout, our 43 contestants arrived at their competing groups, the pristine and ever so amazing, Crestheart Boarding School. As though they thought that they were in the clear, they competed in their first challenge, becoming a student of the school. They looked high and low for their slips, but ultimately, 7 late enrollees didn't make the cut, and were sent home before they even stayed put. Right now, I have my own challenge, having two wannabe hosts coming into my show. How will I deal with them? Find out here on Total! Drama! Dropout!
*Cue Intro*
As the bus left with the contestants that didn't complete the first challenge, Chris was angrily staring at the two new arrivals on campus, Don, and Blaineley. "Okay, what are you two doing here!?" he shouted at the two of them.
"Remember that talk with the producers about someone supervising you?" Blaineley reminded Chris.
"Well, we're the ones the producers asked to keep a close eye on you, even though I disapproved of her joining us." Don points at Blaineley.
"Oh puh-lease! I'm a fan-favorite in this show! You're just here to get publicity because RR was a total letdown."
"All have you know, RR was a hit in 10 different regions, and some of these contestants are my contestants, so I have to keep an eye on Chris and make sure they're not harmed in any way possible."
"Don Don Don...They signed a contract, so they're my contestants now."
"They also have a contract with RR, which still makes them my contestants."
As the three hosts were still bickering like children, Chef came in with an air horn in hand. He lifted his airhorn up, turned to the contestants, and said, "cover your ears", which they all did.
*bwAAAAAAAHHHP*
The loud sound caused the trio to stop bickering and rubbed their ears in pain. Chris turned to his partner and shouted at him. "CHEF? WHAT WAS THAT ABOUT?"
"To stop you all from yappin'! And to get your attention. While you three were arguing, the producers called."
"What'd they say?" Blaineley asked.
"Headmistress Fincher is coming tomorrow afternoon. They said she wants to supervise the contestants."
"But they're all old enough to be here. I'm sure they'll be fine with me."
"Not with your track record." Don said.
Chris ignored his comment and turned his attention to the contestants. "Anywho… all of you did a great job qualifying for the competition. As of now, we shall now be calling you all students, to be themed with this season. But I wish to call on the first three contestants who were the fastest in finding and arriving at the registar. Heather, Scarlett, and Lightning." Chris turned his attention to Chef. "Chef, is it ready?" He was greeted by a thumbs up. "Okay then! Everyone, to the football stadium."
The scene then cuts to the stadium, where a giant slot machine was awaiting them. A few students recognized the machine, even Blaineley.
Courtney turned and was about to ask the host. "Chris isn't this the-"
"Hupupup!" He abruptly stopped her. "No spoilers! Now, the first three, could you please come with me.
The three of them were confused about what he was planning, but they did what he asked. They walked all the way off-field and were at the benches. The remaining students were just standing, waiting for what comes next.
"So...what now?" Trent asked the others.
Scarlett, being a genius, finally made a conclusion in her thoughts. "I think I know." Scarlett shouted to them.
Before another word was uttered, all the other students were ejected up in the air by a giant springboard that was underneath the grass. As all of them were shouting and screaming, the giant slot machine's top opened up and they all went inside it.
"Sha-WHAT? What happened?" Lightning asked.
Scarlett then starts to ramble, "Chris had the idea of dividing the group into 3 teams, but due to the first challenge being somewhat of a nuisance to him since he can't do that since-"
"Woah woah! Slow down, the Lightnin' may be fast at everything, but your mouth's going faster than my brain."
"I forgot I was talking to an idiot." She whispered to herself before continuing to explain in simple terms. "We get to roll for our teammates."
"Correct Scarlett. We'll be having a little game of chance. All three of you are assigned the title 'leader'. Each one of you will get a turn to pull the lever to get your official team member."
"Couldn't we just pick out teammates?" Heather asked.
"We could do that, but this is way more fun, and makes the competition a lot fairer. You remembered what happened last time we had a three-team competition, right?"
"Yeah, Alejandro manipulated them to eliminate themselves."
"Wait, is that what happened?... I forgot about that. But let's continue with this plan, cause it's more fun. Hehehe! Anyways, you do the honors, since you were first."
As Heather walks up to the slot machine, inside it, the others were struggling to keep each other away from one another as the tight spaces were too much from all of them. It was also quite dark, unable to tell who's talking to who.
"Hey! Stop pushing!"
"Who's hand is that!? You better move it, or I'll break it!"
"Get your butt out of my face!"
"Get your face out of my butt!"
"I can't breathe!"
Confessionals
(Courtney)
"Being inside that thing was the worst thing that happened to me so far in the competition. Let's just hope nothing bad happens next."
End Confessionals
They all kept on chattering and complaining, until they heard a clunking noise outside. Beneath them, a light showed, and one of them went screaming down outside.
Heather, waiting for her first new teammate to show up, dropped down the hole and was shocked to see who she's teamed up with.
"Oh no...LESHAWNA!? There is no way I'm teaming up with her!" Heather interjected.
"Hol' up! We're teammates? Nu-uh! I ain't teaming up with her either!" Leshawna agrees with her enemy.
"Well, both of you have to. You're officially now teammates! Now please step to the side as Scarlett is about to roll for her teammate." Chris shouted at them.
As they both moved to the side for the other leader to pull, Heather talked to Leshawna with authority, "Listen, after the last couple of seasons, you know how important winning is for both of us. And since I'm the leader, you have to listen and follow me. No matter how much you and I hate each other, understand?"
"Absolutely."
Confessionals
(Leshawna)
"HECK NO! I'd rather listen to a chalkboard screech than listen to her every command!"
End Confessionals
As Scarlett now pulls her first member, another female contestant falls down.
"Courtney! Looks like you're team member no. 1!" He went to Scarlett and hand her earplugs. "You might need this."
"So, you're the team leader?" Courtney said as she scanned the one who rolled for her.
"That is correct. I was assigned by Chris himself."
"Well I object to that. I think I deserve to be team leader."
"Did you come first or third?" Chris interjected.
"Well no I-"
"Then quit yapping!"
With Courtney being shut up, next came one of the more enthusiastic players in the game, "Oh! Lightnin's next!" As he ran down and pulled the lever immediately, not one, but two small contestants fell down the hatch, piled on top of each other.
"Alright! Two for two, baby!"
"It seems to be that being slim and thin can help us after all." Noah said.
"Indeed. I'm glad we are outside of that thing, I almost couldn't breathe inside." Dawn agreed with him.
"And we were lucky too, otherwise we might as well smell the atomic bomb known as Owen's fart sooner or later."
With him saying that, a loud fart was heard from the inside of the machine, and everyone inside screamed and started calling for help.
"Well congrats on the two pulls, but unfortunately, you'll be skipping a turn." Chris congratulated Lightning. He then turns to the camera. "Who else will be joining Lightning? Will the contestants survive Owen's gasses? Find out after the commercial break, here on Total Drama Dropout!"
After the commercial break, the teams are now completed. Some were overjoyed with the groups, while others were in disgust.
"Well don't you all look like a happy bunch of students!"
"Chris, can't we PLEASE change teams? I might cause a crime when I'm with her!" Courtney said while glaring at her unfortunate teammate, Emma.
"Ditto…" Emma glared back.
"Who else feels like they need a team switch?" Once Chris asked, a bunch of hands raised up in the air. "Well if you want a different team, you better enter the machine again, but this time... *snaps*"
A bear was seen hovering above the machine, ready to brawl with anyone inside.
"So… who wanted to change teams?" And just like that, there were no hands raised. "Now that's settled, let's officialize the teams!"
"Lightning, Jasmine, Noah, Dawn, Jen, Trent, Shawn, Duncan, Zoey, Sky, Taylor, and Rock. You are Team Hooligans." LOGO: (Red Band-aids making an X.)
"Scarlett, Ryan, Scott, Brody, Emma, Kitty, Brick, Courtney, Izzy, Cody, Eva, and Katie. Team Delinquents." LOGO: (Green Handcuffs)
"Finally, Heather, B, Mike, Owen, Sanders, Ellody, Jo, Leshawna, Tyler, Gwen, Anne Maria, and Jaques, you are Team Troublemakers." LOGO: (Blue Slingshot)
"Now everyone, it's time to hit the hay, Hooligans get the left dorm, Delinquents, right dorm, and Troublemakers, in the middle."
The scene cuts to the dorms where all of the contestants were getting accustomed to the team and the housing. The first house being shown was the Hooligans house. Inside the main hall, Jasmine was looking around the house, admiring the interior, when she saw her fellow teammate, Jen, pulling numerous bags into one of the dorm rooms.
"Those are a lot of bags you've got, sheila." Jasmine stated.
"Well of course, inside all of this season's hottest clothes, from Bardue to Gil Chester, dresses to shirts."
"But we're only here for a few months, we couldn't possibly need all of this."
"Yeah, but you have to look your best on and off camera. BTW, love the safari look you're pulling."
"I hope some of those clothes you have don't test on animals." Dawn appeared on top of one of Jen's luggage. "Innocent creatures shouldn't withstand the pain just for our comfort."
"Don't worry, I'm a fashion blogger, I know the secrets and gossip from designers themselves, and I know some companies who do, and let me tell you, none of their clothes are the least bit appealing."
Jasmine looked inside the room they were about to stay in and found it was not big enough for if they put all their belongings inside the room. "I think it's best if we move all our luggage inside a vacant room. I don't think me and your luggage will go together perfectly."
As all three of them look for a vacant room, on the second floor, Trent was tuning his guitar inside his room, when Rock brought all his stuff in. "Hey man, it seems like I'm your bunk buddy."
"Oh hey, rockstar! Don't mind me, just tuning the sound of my strings." Once Trent was done, he strummed it, but still wasn't blending right. "Aw man, the tune still stinks!"
"You might need a tuner for this one. I got one inside my guitar case."
As Rock opened his case, Trent took notice of his electric guitar. "Dude, is that a 1977 Fender Machine?"
"Yeah man! Got it for my birthday. I spent all the money I've earned part-time for this baby! I was supposed to get a 1984 RSG, but they're sold out."
"No way, I got one back home!"
"Dude, for real? Aw cool bro! Don't you just love how its strings perfectly slide on your fingers?"
"Nah, it's the smooth arm that makes it so fresh to hold."
"But the one thing that makes it the best, is it…"
"SMOOTH EPIC SOUND IT MAKES WHEN YOU PLAY 'SMOKE ON THE LAKE'." They both said in unison.
They both have an unexpected guest, as Noah opens the door to the room, he sees Rock and Trent air guitar and humming the same tune in unison, with them not noticing their onlooker.
"...The others might be better roommates." Noah said as he closed the door.
Back downstairs, inside one of the girls' rooms, Taylor was standing in front of Zoey and Sky, tapping her foot, unknown what to do. "So...we're gonna stay in one room?"
"That's the plan. Hope you don't mind us bunking with you." Sky said as she tried to make Taylor feel at home.
"I kinda do mind, I just don't know why I can sleep by myself, like I always do."
"Well, we all agreed this is a good way to bond as a team, knowing each other in different ways. I mean it's not so bad, at least you have company before going to sleep." Zoey said.
"Fine, but only because this is a team competition." As she sits down on her bed, she groans at its comfort, "Ugh! It's not comfy enough! Any of you got an extra mattress?"
"Extra? Shouldn't you only sleep with one mattress?" Sky questioned.
"Nope, I got a double mattress, queen-sized bed, fitting for a queen like me, wouldn't you say?"
And then suddenly, Jasmine popped inside the room with a mattress in her arms, "Heard ya' gals need one? There're extra ones in the other rooms."
"Obviously. Give it here."
Jasmine threw the mattress onto Taylor, not knowing her own strength, pushing her down to the floor with a thud. "Whoops. Sorry."
Confessionals
Zoey
"Taylor is…. Different from the other girls I've met. I mean, she's not that snobby… I think. But I might be able to see a greater side of her… Is that too much to ask?"
End Confessionals
Shawn was looking inside their room, checking every corner, knocking on each piece of wooden furniture, and looking underneath the beds hoping to be safe from what he fears, with Lightning and Duncan looking on.
"Hey buddy, whatcha up to?" Duncan asked.
"Just trying to find out if this place is safe or not." Shawn answered. "If I'm being forced by Jasmine to stay indoors, then at least I gotta scope this place out."
"Safe? From what?" Lightning asked, "I'm sure the Lightnin' can handle anything comin' at me!"
"Zombies man! You'll never know how strong they'll be when the time comes! They'll either be a slow walking one, or those that can punch through a brick wall!"
"Zombies? Puh-lease! No such thing!" He began flexing his right bicep. "And if there was, Lightnin's gonna punch their teeth out!"
"Bad idea! Punching them may result in their virus spreading onto you! It's basic Zombie Apocalypse 101!"
"Well 'Brain Rot'," Duncan mockingly said, "If you're the expert on this whole apocalypse thing, then why don't you give us some tips?"
"Finally, someone with common sense!" As he started his lecture, he turned around and started grabbing items from his bag, "Okay, tip no. 1 in the zombie apocalypse, always exercise your cardio."
"Dude, check this out." Duncan whispered to call Lightning's attention. He then grabbed a horror magazine inside his own bag and started to flip the pages vigorously until he found a giant image of a zombie pouncing at the reader. They both chuckled and waited for Shawn to turn around for their amusement.
He grabbed a jar full of crickets inside his bag and kept explaining some tips, "Tip no. 5, bugs have a lower chance of contracting the virus than other meat products. I actually have some crickets here I can eat in case of- AHHHHHH!" As he screamed in terror at seeing the picture Duncan was holding up, he accidentally dropped the jar and all the crickets went loose inside the room. A few of them went hopping inside their clothes, while some were hopping all around the room.
They all started to move in different directions, Duncan was trying to push out the crickets away from him, Lightning was scratching his whole body, and Shawn was trying to grab the ones jumping around the room.
Outside, Noah was about to enter the room, "Dumb, dumber, or dumbest might be a better roommate than the loudmouths." Noah opened the door, witnessing the chaos happening inside. He was in shock for a few seconds and closed the door slowly. "...Loudmouths it is."
Inside the Troublemakers dormitory, Jacques was framing his whole room with his fingers, rotating around the room. "This room is perfect for moi! And all this is just for m-" As he turned to the door, he saw Tyler with his bags in hand. He then soon questioned the room intruder, "What are h'you doing in my room?"
"Don't you mean our room?" Tyler asked.
"Noooo…MY room!"
"Aren't I bunking with you?"
"No, I don't think so! I deserve my h'own room, something fitting for a h'Olympian!"
"Well you and I are gonna get along! I'm a future Olympian too! See these bad boys!" Tyler grabs 20-ton dumbbells, one on each hand, and lifts them up above his head, "Whatcha think?" However, one of the screws was loose and one of the weights then suddenly dropped near Jacques' left foot, but with his reflexes, Jacques moved his foot a few seconds before the collision. "Whoopies…" Tyler was then met with a glare from the man he almost injured.
A few rooms away from theirs, Owen, Mike, and B were getting accustomed to one another. B was showing his tech to both Owen and Mike, and both of them were awestruck. What his tech did was play music, have different colored lights flash and have smoke come out of it.
"Wow B! An all-in-one party machine!" Mike exclaimed. "I bet we could use this during Saturdays! Have a party with the other contestants, just be friends from time to time."
"I could use that! Maybe that could get me to reconnect with Izzy!" Owen hoped.
"You mean that crazy girl Cameron's afraid of? Didn't know you two were an item."
"We used to be… but she got smart and all, and thinks she's too good for me. But I know she wasn't herself when that happened. And I'll try and win her heart back!"
"You think you'll be able to do that?"
Their talk was interrupted by a knock on the door. B opened it to reveal it was Jacques "Excuse moi? Do you have room for h'one more?"
They all looked at each other and wondered why he was asking, "I guess?" Mike answered.
"Good!" Jacques disappeared for a sec and a few more seconds, Tyler was thrown inside the room, then his bags, which all landed on his head.
"Not cool dude!" Tyler shouted at his former roommate. He then got out of the pile and turned to the residences of the room. "Hey fellas. Jac doesn't want any roommates cause he needed the room for himself, So you guys don't mind if I stay here?"
"Not at all! It's his loss anyways, the more the merrier!" Owen greeted Tyler with a hug.
"Problem is, how are we all gonna fit?" Mike questioned.
While the trio is figuring out how to fit 4 people in a single room, B walks out of their room and whistles to the others inside a vacant room. He then points to the single bed they have and points to the bunk bed inside the room he is in. Mike caught up to this plan and told the others. "Good call B. We can change the beds, a single bed for a bunk bed."
"All right! Come on! Let's grab the furniture!" Tyler encourages his roommates.
Confessionals
(Tyler)
"My teammates are gonna wipe the floor with the competition! With B's intelligence, Mike's athleticism, and my and Owen's strength, we're an unstoppable winning machine! Not to mention the others, who'll bring whatever they can! GO TROUBLEMAKERS! WOO!"
End Confessionals
Below them, Leshawna and Gwen are preparing their beds, when all of a sudden the sound of the bed frame scraping the floor is heard above them, and both of them get irritated immediately.
"Ugh! What are those idiots doing up there?" Leshawna asked Gwen.
"Probably jumpin' up and down their beds. Let's hope Owen doesn't squish us when he falls down the ceiling."
"So how's your experience here so far, hun?"
"Super tiring! I had to skim through books for the whole day! I swear, I almost got paper cuts flipping all the pages in a single book."
"Well at least you didn't have to deal with 2 annoying contestants! I got lucky that I got them kicked out before I kicked their teeth!"
"Really? Who?"
"Sugar and Max."
"That nasty blondie from the countryside, and that tiny purple know-it-all? Nice job, if one of them collides with Heather, I bet I'll leave the competition as soon as the bus comes for the next loser!"
As both of them were laughing, A knock was heard from their door, and then entered Ellody. "Um, hello…" She greets them. "Am I interrupting your social affair with each other? I can return once you're done."
"Nono, it's okay!" Gwen reassures Ellody. She moved towards her and reached her shoulder and conversed with her. "You must be our roomie, Ellody, right? I haven't gotten to thank you from that fiasco at the library."
"Please, it's unnecessary."
Gwen walked Ellody further inside the room and introduced herself and Leshawna to her."I'm Gwen, and this is Leshawna."
"Pleasure to make both of your acquaintances."
"'Acquaintance'? She must be super smart if she's using that kind of vocab." Leshawna said with glee.
"She is. You know you're lucky you didn't bunk with Heather or Jo." Gwen reassures Ellody.
"Really? Why?"
"Let's just say, you'll be dealing with a snake in the bushes if you strike a deal with her."
Confessionals
(Gwen)
"Let's be real, if Heather finds out that we have someone with intellect, she'll be upon her and use her innocence to manipulate Ellody into doing the more intellectual task. I have to keep a closer eye on her, both Ellody and Heather."
End Confessional
A few rooms away from them, Heather and Jo are staring down at each other intensely, while Anne Maria is doing her usual thing, filing her nails.
"So HEATHER…how've you been?" Jo asked her opponent.
"Doing better than you, if that's what you're asking." She replied back.
"Really? That's not what a decent person would say."
"I've always been a decent human being. It's the money that gets me all riled up like this. I bet it's you who's rotten to the core."
"Me? HAH! I'm a sweetheart, compared to you!"
"UGH!" Anne Maria stopped her filing and interrupted the two, "You know if one of you stopped yellin' at one anotha', then we'll know who's a betta' person."
"Can it Orange, you're being annoying!" Jo yells back at Anne Maria.
Anne Maria took offense to her remark, and started to crack her knuckles, "Oh, what did you say? Come closer and say it to ma' fist!"
As both of them were about to rumble, Heather stepped in the middle and interfered "BOTH OF YOU STOP!"
She then grabbed both of their attention and persuaded them into something, "Listen, we may have not seen eye to eye last time any of us were teammates, but this season will and has to be different."
"And why is that?" Anne Maria asked.
"Uh, hello? 5 Million is on the line?"
"So what? We pretend we're goodie-goodie with each other?" Jo interjected.
"Unfortunately, yes. If we want to go as far as the merge, we have to try our best and trick the others. So what do you say? Alliance?"
As Heather put her hand out, they both were reluctant to grab it, but they immediately felt the pressure she was giving, so they both agreed with her.
Confessionals
(Anne Maria)
"I don't trust those pasty girls, they'll stab me in the back as soon as there's an elimination ceremony, and I don't think Heather forgave me afta' that situation with Alejandro. But the money is on the line, and I don't want to lose that chance again. So I'll play by their rules, but the minute I find out they're kicking me to the curb… well… you'll find out."
End Confessionals
Inside a dorm room, Sanders was all by herself, kicking up her feet on top of a desk, relaxing from no problems whatsoever. "This is life, I get to have this room all by myself. No roommate, no problems, and no noises."
As she closes her eyes to rest and relax, A giant thud was heard upstairs, making her jump and lookup. "Except for that. What are they doing? Actually, no. Don't mind them, I'm sure they're just doing things guys do."
She closed her eyes again hoping to return to her tranquil state, but another thud was heard, and soon after, thuds came and go succeedingly, causing her to finally break. "That's it!"
Sanders marched upstairs to figure out what was going on, but before she kicked and demand to know what is going on, Owen pushed the door and ran as fast as he could towards the bathroom. "OUT OF THE WAY! OWEN'S GOTTA GO POTTY!"
"OWEN! TOLD YOU YOU SHOULD'VE GONE NUMERO 2 BEFORE WE DID THIS!"Tyler said to his buddy. He then soon noticed Sanders standing grumpily at him, and obliviously, he simply replied "Yo?"
"What's going on? Why is there a ruckus here?" She then pushes Tyler out of the way to see Mike and B hammering the floor and inserting metal bars inside them. Mike took notice of their guest and greeted her. "Oh hey Sanders! Don't mind us, just renovating the room."
"Renovating? Aren't we not supposed to do that?" Sanders questioned what they're doing.
"I think destroying and vandalizing isn't allowed. And besides, you don't want Owen or B falling down on top of you while you sleep, right? No offense B." B just wave it off like it was nothing.
"So you're reinforcing the floor?"
Yep. B had the idea to put some supports inside so that the flooring is stronger than before. Once Owen comes back, we'll have him and B jump on the floor to test if we need more bars inserted.
As if on cue, a loud scream that came from Owen was heard inside the bathroom. "HELPPPPP! "
As soon as they heard it, they all rushed inside the bathroom to see Owen on the floor but naked while water was being spilled from the toilet like a fountain would spray it's waters. Tyler took notice of his friend on the floor and turned his head away on the sight he was seeing. "Whoa! Cover some skin bro!"
"WHAT HAPPENED." Sanders jumped over him, and started to find the faucet to the toilet to stop the leak, but found it hard since the toilet water was spraying onto her eyes.
"I was trying to flush down the toilet paper, but I used too much and it started pouring out."
"HAVEN'T YOU HEARD OF A PLUNGER!? THAT COULD HAVE FIXED THE CLOG?"
"Actually…that was the problem… I accidentally flushed the plunger as well."
"WHAT?! HOW?!"
"Well I tried pushing it down, but I tripped and fell and got my shirt tangled on the 'handle-thingy'."
Confessionals
(Owen)
"The reason the toilet was spraying upwards? The toilets were from Japan, and I accidentally broke the thing that washes your butt. Hehehehe! Wow, this place is better than I thought! Imported toilets! Hehehehehe!"
(Sanders)
"I thought handling McArthur was tough business, but Owen might be twice as hard to deal with, I mean he almost clogged the whole bathroom."
End Confessionals
At the final dormitory, in the Delinquents dorm, Three of the girls in the team, Eva, Izzy, and Katie were trying to get along with one another, even if they knew each other the longest.
"Well well! Looks like the original cast is going to be roomies!" Izzy said with excitement.
"It's not like I had a choice." Eva said. "It's either you guys, the know-it-alls, or the sisters,"
"Aw come on Eva! I'm sure you missed me as much as you miss your chances of making friends…Really HIGH!"
Izzy did not mean to insult her companion, but it made her angry anyways. "What, you think I'm not trying?! Wanna see my foot up your….*deep breaths* Calm down Eva, she's always cuckoo."
Confessionals
(Eva)
"Izzy always tests my rage, even when she doesn't mean to. She could either be useful to me in managing my anger or do the opposite. I've already lost 5 therapists, I can't lose another, do you know how hard it is to find one specifically made for athletes? Hard!"
End Confessionals
Katie, however, was silent, not conversing with the two girls. Izzy took notice and started to grab her attention. "Hey Katie, you haven't talked since you've eliminated Alejandro."
"Yeah, cause that's the thing. I'm the reason why he didn't qualify."
"Ah come on, who cares! It's Alejandro, you know?"
"I mean, I feel like I just got lucky because of a minor mistake. I bet he could survive the competition better."
"Don't worry, this contest is going to be a piece of cake. I've been on numerous seasons, survived multiple challenges, and eaten most of Chef's grub. I'm sure we'll be able to watch your back."
"We?" Eva was taken aback by what Izzy said.
"Yeah! Don't you want to make friends?"
"I said I don't want to make any more enemies, NOT make friends."
"So? Same thing."
"Sometimes, I just want to strangle you." Eva whispered to herself.
Inside the room next to them, Emma was on her bed trying to sleep, while her sister was sitting on a desk chair and was still on the phone, texting some of her friends back home. The loud clicking of her phone is interrupting the sound of Emma's concentration. She had enough and called for her attention. "Kitty, could you PLEASE stop texting? I need to sleep!"
"Don't you think it's a bit early for you to be sleeping? Where's the fun in that?"
"Well we have a competition to win, so I need my 12 hours of sleep to get a full concentration on the challenges we'll be doing."
"Looks like somebody's being a grouchy puss!" Kitty continues to annoy her sister. She suddenly took a flash photo of her, started to add filters to it, and showed it to her. "See?" The image was Emma with her eyes wide open and the black eyebags she has been seen with red cat ears and an angry symbol edited on her.
"Very funny," Emma said as she took her sister's phone away from her. "Now I need my sleep! You'll get this tomorrow morning."
"Awww, you're no fun!"
"'Fun' isn't gonna win this competition."
"Come on sis, you're being your old self, a grouchy meanie. Besides, we have Noah with us, I thought that would have made you a bit happy?"
"Well he's not with us, he's on a different team, and all we have was Miss 'CIT'. Ugh, just even saying that makes me wanna vomit."
"Come on, I bet she's not so bad."
A few rooms away from them, Courtney entered her new room, with her mouth gaping wide at the view of the place she was staying in. "This place is amazing, why haven't I gotten an offer from them to study here?"
"Were you not listening to Taylor earlier? Only for the rich." With how Courtney was amazed at everything, she did not notice her new roommate, Scarlett, minding her own business tinkering with some of her clothes and machines.
Of course finding out her roommate was a slight sociopath, gave her nothing but a cold attitude towards her. "Hello, Scarlett. I've heard all about you."
"You did, huh?"
"Yep. My lawyers told me. About how you sent your brother to therapy, almost caused the destruction of Pakhitew, and more."
"All trivial and all in the past… I'm surprised you're still in touch with them even after you owe them a few hundred for the numerous spam calls you've been giving them last time."
"How'd you-"
"You're not the only one with connections and brainpower here. And trust me, I am more than you can bargain for."
Courtney was stuck in a corner when Scarlett made claims that she was more of a problem than she thought, but that did not stop her from being the chatty gal she is. "Well… I made some promises to them that if they help me with some of my personal problems here, I can guarantee them at least 1 million dollars each. And like you, I did my research, some even more personal. In fact," She pulls out a giant list that is the same size as Courtney's contract with Duncan in Total Drama Action. "Here in my hand is all the personal information on each contestant participating in this competition."
Scarlett was shocked to hear about this that she stopped everything that she was doing and gave her roommate all the attention she needed, "You have personal info on each of the contestants? That's impossible, you need a really good lawyer to gain access to those kinds of files."
"Which I do in fact. Actually, right here is yours." She pulled out a few pieces of paper in the middle of the pile and started waving it at Scarlett. "Here are all the recent files that my lawyers were able to pull out, and I must say, that therapy bill is stacking up quite nicely, I wonder if the other contestant don't mind finding out that you only agreed to comeback is-"
Scarlett cuts her off, now that she's backed up to a corner. "Blackmail isn't going to cut it missy."
"Oh I'm not going to blackmail you, I could just rip it in half and make sure that you and I don't have a problem, roomie."
Scarlett, as smart as she is, knows it's a trap, "But there's always a catch to that…"
"IF you'll help me with all other problems I'll be having during the competition. It's a fair trade wouldn't you say? But if you don't, well I guess your reputation as an evil genius is gonna go poof."
Scarlett was now contemplating on what to do, with her name being on the line, she might not be feared or respected anymore once her secret goes out.
A long silence was heard from the room, but Courtney broke the silence and said, "Well, do you want in on it?"
With no other choice, Scarlett shook Courtney's hand. "Burn my file, then we have an agreement."
And with that, Courtney won and gained herself an alliance.
Confessionals
(Courtney)
Pfft, as if I needed that. I've already memorized hers before I even entered that room. I got that girl on the tip of my fingertips.
(Scarlett)
I already have a deal with Duncan, that if one of us wins, we'll pay off our bail, it was a simple discussion we made. And now that I have to deal with chattermouth, for who knows how long! You know, I never should have done that re-entry interview the studio asked me, and I should have told them a lie, but nooooooo, my parole officer had to make me tell the truth in front of a camera. If I wasn't in chains and on parole, I WOULD HAVE DONE UNSPEAKABLE THINGS TO COURTNEY AND THE PRODUCERS RIGHT NOW! *Inhales deeply* Calm down Scarlett, you're better than this… I have to figure out how to get rid of Courtney or her memory about me fast. But how?"
End Confessionals
Upstairs, Cody was preparing to enter his room, taking in deep breaths, cracking his whole body, from the neck to the back. Once he did, his eyes turned towards Ryan, screaming at Brody.
"That's the best you can do?! I've seen babies carry weights like that before breakfast!"
"Dude, I ain't got the same body as you do!"
It was revealed that Ryan was spotting Brody, doing some bench presses with barbells that Ryan brought with him.
"Come on! Hit that 15th!" Ryan kept on yelling at Brody. And one final push, Brody was able to lift them up high and set them on the bench, panting loudly as he can, before getting up and chest-bumping his spotter.
"That's what I'm talking about! Not bad for lifting 40kg!"
"Dude, I can't feel my arms! They're like jelly right now! Hahahaha!"
"Um.. am I interrupting something?" Cody interrupted the manly ritual they were having. As soon as they turned, he was greeted with fistbumps and the constant use of the word "dude" and "bro."
"Sup, bro?" Ryan greeted Cody. "You must be our roommate."
"That I am. I'm not interrupting anything am I?" Cody points out the bench that was in the middle of the room, "I mean you guys were pulling those weights like there was no tomorrow."
"That? Nah, it's just a daily routine I do before I go to sleep. I was just showing Brody and he wanted to try."
"It was super exhilarating dude!" Brody said.
"Seems fun, could I try?" Cody asked his new acquaintance but was only met with a doubting gaze.
"I don't know bro, you don't look like the kind of guy to do that."
"What? I lift, watch." Cody then eagerly tried to lift a 30 kg barbell with his bare hands from the ground, but it never left the floor once, and Cody was turning red from trying.
"Easy there little buddy, we don't want you to pop a muscle." Ryan stopped "You best stick with 5 kilograms of weight on each arm."
"5 kilos? Don't you think that's a bit too low?"
"Trust me, I'm a Fitness Instructor in my gym. You'll have guns like these in no time when I'm pumping iron to you."
"Fitness Instructor? Cool! So you can make me look like a total hunk? Bet the ladies will love seeing the Codemeister all hunked up."
"Sorry little dude, But I don't help people who want to use their own body to get ladies. You gotta do it for yourself, understand?"
"I guess?"
"Good. Until you get that mindset in the bag, I'm not gonna help you."
"Aw man."
Brody then started to comfort him, in the way he knows how, "Don't worry bro. If you're still not gonna work with the muscles with Ryan, you can always work with the tummy with me." He grabbed a bag of chips and started to stuff his cheeks with more food than he can chew on, and then offered some to Cody, "Want some?"
"...Eh, what the hey."
Finally, next to their room, Scott was whittling away with a piece of wood he found, while reading from a notebook he brought with him. Written on it are his plans on winning the competition, numerous lines connected to one another, with x's and o's on names of his fellow contestants, and other illegible writing only he can readout. "Let's see… That pipsqueak Cody seemed to be friendly enough to manipulate, just like old Cameron was. That giant Ryan, got to go… COURTNEY, oh I have plans for you!"
As he continues to map out his plan, there is a knock on the door, and it opens as soon as he hears it. It opens to reveal Brick with his stuff at hand, giving Scott a salute like he usually does to other contestants. "Good evening soldier!"
"Oh great, I have to share a room with Private Wet Pants here."
"I'll have you know Private, that I don't do that anymore."
"Sureeeeeee."
"Listen Scott, I hope you shed away from your old self back when we were teammates. I want no lollygagging from you."
"This isn't Wawanakwa, this is some fancy school that even if I sell my whole body for cash, I still wouldn't be able to afford to attend. Besides, who wants to attend this prissy school anyway?." Scott then got up from his bed and walked toward Brick, "But I'll have you know, I've changed for the better. You saw me compete in All-Stars right?"
"Negatory! I have not watched that season!"
"What? What were you doing then?"
Brick eyes then shifted away for a few seconds and back to Scott, "...N-nothing that concerns you, cadet!"
"...Anyways, I'm not gonna stab you in the back, I promise."
"Really?" Brick reached into his bag and opened up what seemed to be a medal of honor, but it had Brick's name embedded on the medal for some reason instead. He put the medal on his palm and showed it to Scott at what appears to be an oath ceremony, "Do you swear on the symbol of our team and name of Team Delinquents, and honor our agreement as teammates?"
Scott rolled his eyes but he reluctantly participated in Brick's so-called "oath", and put his hands on the medal "Yeah sure whatever."
"I'll still be keeping a close eye on you, and I don't want any of my troops to be ejected because of foul play, from morning till evening."
"Sure, just don't go wetting the bed."
As all the dormitory lights went off, time passed and morning came. All of the participants started to go inside the canteen, where breakfast was being served by Chef. While others were still walking into the canteen, others were chowing down on the food. The food still looked the same as ever, but the students weren't complaining about it, as they seemed to be munching on it.
"This grub is something else!" Trent said with his mouth full.
"I know," Izzy agreed with Trent, "It looks like the same crap we're back at Wawanakwa, but it tastes like bacon and eggs for some reason!"
"Yeah, it's not like Chef to make something for me to vomit out." Leshawna started to call for Chef's attention "Chef, what's in this stuff?"
"Nothing for you to concern yourself with! I was just told to give you something that won't make you all go directly to the nurse's station or my butt's gonna be gone in a snap." Chef said as he kept on cooking.
"Whatever's in this stuff, keep 'em coming!"
Sky however was just staring at the bowl of food in front of her, "I never tried Chef's food before, was it worse than this?"
"There were times we would rather eat dirt! Hehehehe!" Cody jokingly said.
As they laughed at Cody's joke, Chef was within earshot and heard everything.
Confessionals
(Chef)
"...I've gone soft on them"
End Confessionals.
A few minutes have passed, and the cafeteria is starting to get crowded, with more contestants entering the room, lining up for food. As Emma and Kitty entered, Noah immediately called for both of their attention.
"Emma, Kitty Over here!" He pointed to the table that had 3 bowls of food for them, "I got you guys some foo-OWEN!" He noticed Owen before he could grab it from the table, "If you want more, go and get some from Chef!" With that comment, Owen awkwardly smiled and walked away from an angry Noah.
As they started to walk, Courtney stood in front of them and complained "Where do you think you're going?"
Emma, not having it, started to berate Courtney, "Going to eat with my boyfriend, something you used to have."
"UGH! Are you sure you're not planning something with him?"
"If I was, it's not your business to know anyways. Why don't you go plan an alliance with some of your friends… if you have any."
Courtney's mouth gaped wide-open as Emma walked away. Kitty, a bystander of the two bickering girls just shrugged at Courtney and said "Point one goes to my sister, I guess." and walked away from her as well.
As the sisters sat down, at another table, Tyler was admiring how Noah was able to be Emma's boyfriend, "Look at that! Noah really hit the big time! But of course, she's no Lindsay!"
"Yeah, your girlfriend may have the looks, but she doesn't have the brains as Emma does." Mike nonchalantly said.
Tyler, being a protective boyfriend, mistook that fact as an insult and responded, "What's that supposed to mean?"
"Uh…well…I mean it's obvious, isn't it? She's not bright."
"No way bro! She can think like Einstein himself." A blatant lie just to protect Lindsay.
Owen, overhearing this conversation as he walks towards his original table, sat down next to the two and joined in the conversation "Sorry dude, but Lindsay isn't the smartest girl I've known. Like one time, she saw a sheep and thought it was a fallen cloud."
"Sh-she just woke up that time and thought she was still dreaming!"
"Well, what about the time she thought you were Noah?" Mike questioned.
"Th-the snow might have messed up her eyes man!"
While the boys were arguing, Sanders was there, silently munching on her grub, "Ugh, men.", and B was just tinkering with a tiny box with a screwdriver.
Tyler, trying his best to defend Lindsay changed the subject, "Well, if we're talking about our lover's flaws, why don't we talk about your ex-lover's flaw Owen."
"What are you talking about? Izzy's okay." Owen has no clue whatsoever.
"Well no offense Owen, but your ex, Izzy, seems kind of…" Before Mike finished his sentence, they all looked at her seeing that she accidentally swallowed a spoon, and started to choke on it. "...Yeah."
"But I like her craziness, it makes her stand out."
"Sure, but she can go borderline insane."
As Owen and Tyler turned their attention back at Mike, they saw something Mike would want to see.
"Well what about your redhead? Are you sure you and her are still tight?" Tyler asked.
"What are you talking about? Me and Zoey are inseparable!"
"I don't know bro, I think you got competition."
As Mike turned around, he saw Duncan and Zoey talking and walking with their food tray.
"How are you? We haven't talked, in like, forever." Zoey trying to reconnect her bond with Duncan.
"I was in jail, remember? I'm only limited to one letter per month."
"Oh right, after you were trying to get back your 'street cred' in All-Star."
"Yeah well, I think I did pretty well getting it back. I'm feeling like my old self."
"Sureeeeee the bad boy is back in town! Hihihi!" Zoey sarcastically makes fun of Duncan, as she knows something he isn't aware of.
As Mike saw the two interacting, he stood up to get her attention, "ZOEY!"
As she noticed her boyfriend, she instantly suggested to Duncan where they could sit. "We could sit next to Mike, I'm sure he'll let us."
Duncan, observant as he is, notices that there isn't room for the both of them, as the other occupants of the table were B, Tyler, Sanders, and Owen, the latter who just sat down to have a little chat and was mistaken as one of the guys who sat down. "Sorry princess, but that table looks crowded. Wouldn't wanna disturb the party."
"Oh, okay…" She then scans the room to find a table for them, and sees two vacant seats where Dawn, Jasmine, and Shawn were sitting. "Then why don't we sit next to them?"
"'Pixie Dust', 'Zombozo', and 'Giganta'? Sure, whatevs."
Zoey looked back at Mike and happily waved him back and started walking away from him. Mike was shocked.
Tyler and Owen started to pat Mike in the back, and tried to comfort him. "Tough break dude."
Confessionals
(Mike)
Zoey wouldn't go date Duncan…right?
End Confessionals
As they walk to them, they overhear Jasmine and Shawn talking to Dawn. "These photos are amazing! I can't believe you were petting lions. How'd you do it?" Jasmine said.
"Simple, they just need to know I'm not food nor a threat to them." Dawn then took notice as they sat down. "Oh, Good morning Zoey. Good morning Duncan."
"Hi Dawn! Whatcha guys doing?"
"Jasmine was just looking at some of Dawn's photos while making nature documentaries." Shawn said to the two.
Jasmine was still continuing to fangirl over the pictures. "These are all so great! I'm sorry to impose, but could you tell me when you'll go back to Africa again? I'll pay for my flight and food."
"Sure, but I may be able to ask them if I could have a plus one with me, so that you won't need to pay for anything,"
"Oh thank you!" Jasmine then shakes Dawn's hand furiously, and puts her into a bear-hug.
"Speaking of asking," Zoey then asked Dawn, "I never got to ask about that thing back at the studio lot. What was that? Why were you wearing glasses and wearing a blazer?"
"Yeah, and why'd you look like your mom back there? *giggle*" Zoey then elbowed Duncan for laughing. "Oof! What? It's true."
"Oh….that. Well you see-"
Before she would reveal anything, she was interrupted by Chris, as all the hosts, including Headmistress Fincher, all entered the room. "Good morning students. How are you today? So as you know Headmistress Fincher will arrive in a few, so I need you all to be on your best behavior."
"What's the big deal? I'm sure she's here just to grab some stuff and scooch on out of here." Scott said.
"What I am about to announce is a big deal, my dear." A voice was heard from behind him. As he turns, he sees Fincher next standing behind him. He jumped a little when he saw her, but she ignored her, and started to walk towards the middle of the room, where Chris, Don, and Blaineley are standing.
"Headmistress, so glad you could join us today. We were all caught off guard when we heard you were coming here." Don greeted her.
"What? Am I not allowed to visit my institute? Besides, I would like to see you all for myself, and get to know you all better, that way I have a clear knowledge on who you are."
"I'm sure you'd like to get to know the cast, but unfortunately, you're kind of a busy woman, so we wouldn't hold it against you if you left early." Blaineley tried to get her off the campus.
"And unfortunately, that isn't the case. I didn't come here just to lollygag and leave."
"Then what brings you here ma'am?" Cody said with respect.
"I recently talked to the board of committee and the producers about letting you all stay here during the school. There was a lot of talking, negotiating, and broken chairs. The board barely approved of course….. under two conditions."
"Conditions?"
"The first one, is that I, Headmistress, will be supervising everyone in this room, including you Christopher, and report weekly to the board, making sure none of you are in dire trouble, cause major accidents, or worse. So anything I say, approved, declined, et cetera, will be law."
Chris seemed irate by that announcement, but nonetheless, agreed with it. "Fine, that seems reasonable…What's the second condition?"
"As you know, you are walking in the soil of the most prestigious and well-known schools in all of Canada. This place only caters to the prestige of men and women, but we would like to extend it to the most well-versed individuals, and having the school be broadcasted around the world is a great way to advertise Crestheart. We shall show them that we only accept the best of the best, and all of you shall show for it."
"I'm completely lost." Katie said with utter confusion.
"You got that right, Lightnin' getting confused. show what exactly?" Lightning added to the confused cast members.
"Show your grades per subject of course." She continued.
Gwen finally understands what she means, and questions her once again, "Wait…Does that mean…?"
"You will be learning and studying during your free time. You'll be acting out that you all are students in this school."
"...That doesn't sound so bad." Jen commented.
"…And must have an average of a C+ in all subjects."
Once they heard the average needed to pass, the majority of them jumped up from their seats and vented out their frustrations when learning about it "WHAT?! That's a load of crap. I came here to compete, not study!" Heather angrily said.
"A C+? I've only gotten D's in my school." Anne Maria started to get worried.
"We joined this competition to avoid school, not be in school." Taylor shouted.
"Well if you choose not to perform well, intentionally fail in your subjects, or not participate in the agreement, you will be automatically ejected from the competition." The whole room then suddenly went silent. "So those who wish not to learn, speak now or forever hold your peace." A few seconds later, all the complaints and anger were gone, as they did not wish to lose this huge opportunity to win 5 big ones.
"Well the stakes for the prize are even higher, in addition to the competition of brawns, there will be a competition of brains as well!" Blaineley said to break the silence.
"...If we're going to go to classes, then who's gonna teach?" Ellody questioned Chris.
"Why they will of course." Fincher added
"Hold up, I ain't no teacher!" Chris jumped as it is not in his resume to teach his contestants' trigonometry or physics.
"Did you all not read the contracts that were given to you? *tsk tsk* I would've thought you all wouldn't be shocked to know that you and the other host will work as part-time teachers, did you, as per the agreement on page 12, paragraph 14, sentence 4, 'when given a job by a higher-up, orders are absolute'?"
"CHEF! YOU DIDN'T TELL ME THAT THE CONTRACTS HAD ADDITIONAL STATEMENTS!"
"It's a contract! You're supposed to read it!" Chef turned to Don and Blaineley having a bit of hope for them, "I'm sure those two read the damn thing!"
The two former hosts shifted their eyes away.
"...*facepalms* Unbelievable!"
A few seconds later, the camera pans towards Chris who is still in shock that the same people he tried to torture will torture him as well, causing him to have a bit of fatigue from overthinking, "...I honestly don't have the energy to do the outro."
Headmistress Fincher, then moved Chris off-camera and did the outro herself. "Please Christopher, let me…How will the students survive now that homework is involved? Will the host turned part-time teachers be able to handle the stress of managing these unstable groups of adolescents? Find out next time on TOTAL…..DRAMA… DROPOUT! Oh, I always wanted to say that!"
Team Hooligans: Lightning, Jasmine, Noah, Dawn, Jen, Trent, Shawn, Duncan, Zoey, Sky, Taylor, Rock.
LOGO: (Red Band-aids making an X.)
Team Delinquents: Scarlett, Ryan, Scott, Brody, Emma, Kitty, Brick, Courtney, Izzy, Cody, Eva, Katie.
LOGO: (Green Handcuffs)
Team Troublemakers: Heather, B, Mike, Owen, Sanders, Ellody, Jo, Leshawna, Tyler, Gwen, Anne Maria, Jaques.
LOGO: (Blue Slingshot)
NON QUALIFIED = Stephanie, DJ, Cameron, Alejandro, Sugar, Max, Harold
Author's Notes: Hello everyone, apologies for the late upload, but like I said, I'll be very busy, and I forgot to upload this chapter. So anyway, this is the team formation for this series. Believe it or not, some of the characters were just randomly put on the team with a randomizer, but for obvious reasons, I had to change some of the characters in each, but in the end, I'm really okay with the whole team overall, I'll be able to create some conflict and some drama. The team names were some of the terms people used to describe a teenager, mostly in a negative light, but hey, it makes good team names. I've also decided to just separate them into three teams to properly give each character spotlights in certain times, and with so many characters, I might forget one of them even existed if I kept with two.
When I'll be uploading will be up in the air, as I'll be working for quite a while. Until then, stay cool and stay safe!