LeShawna Briggs

TD Appearance: TDI (Total Drama Island)

Born: May 1, 1992

Relationship: Single (FWB/ Lance Nelson)

Age: 24

BIO: After the show Leshawna was at a lost on what to do with her life. Deciding to go to beauty school, she never would expect to enjoy it so much. In four years time of hard work, Leshawna graduated and now supporting herself financially in helping her community stay beautify. At age 23, with help from family and friends including her own hands, Leshawna was the first in her family to own a business. Harold was there for her in her hardest moments. She often wonder why he just wouldn't leave her alone. I mean she doesn't have the same feelings that he so obviously stated so many times. It feels like she is taking him for granted, guilty that she doesn't develop the same feelings. One night in celebration her and Harold had one night of drunk, very drunk, I mean really wasted don't remember anything much besides going to the club, drunk sex. Of course, it was good, he was smiling ear to ear when she snuck out what must have been a very nice hotel. Everything was a haze and at times she still couldn't remember what happen that night besides, well sex. She hasn't spoken to Harold since that night. I mean what could she say to him? Thanks for a forgettable night that will never happen again. No way, Leshawna Briggs avoids drama, not start it. Since that summer ended, fall season approach and that is when she started hooking up with her long-time crush Lance Nelson. She knew Lance since childhood when he was Lance Monroe; his dad was out of the picture so it was just him and his mom. When his mom died of breast cancer, not one of his family members wanted to take care of him. Since his mom and the family got bad blood between them. He went into foster care until he met the Nelsons. They are a nice family. They moved once he got adopted. The Nelsons moved back during the first year of high school. Leshawna was so happy to see him, but around that time that was when she got her first taste of fame. Done with the show, Leshawna and Lance mention of dating but their mindset wasn't in the right place. Being just sex buddies is more comfortable for Leshawna but the guilt of Harold love just felt so wrong.

Chapter Seven: Blue Wine

Courtney POV:

The plane ride was long and nerve-racking. I don't ever want to experience that ever again. Not only was Duncan sitting right behind me, besides the obvious change in hairstyle, but he was also exactly the same. Mohawk was gone! Oh and so was the piercings. It's like he is the same yet different, for some reason that terrifies me more than marrying a complete stranger. On-time we landed at our destination; Miami International Airport. I was so focused on Duncan I barely notice that mostly all of the passengers are past contestants of Total Drama. Wow, it really is a reunion. Exiting the plane and claiming my bag at the checkout. Outside the airport, we're at least fifteen limos. Each limo was assigned a name. I saw one of the drivers holding a sign with my name on it. Along with three other names. LeShawna, Amy and Samey. LeShawna was a name I recognize, the other two are questionable.

I had the driver my luggage and enter the limo. But not before taking a second glance at the airport entrance, making eye contact with Duncan. Looking at his appearance, he came along way from the bad boy punk rock look. Wearing a nice clean plain white t-shirt, ripped denim jeans and black converse sneakers. Feeling a tap on my shoulder, I turn my head to see a very annoyed blonde. "Hello, you're in the way!" Oh wow arent we a bitch today, I thought sarcastically.

I went to look back at Duncan and he was gone as a rush of more Total Drama contestants came rushing out the airport. With a sigh, I enter the limo, take out my phone, plug in my headphones. Turn into my vibe music, starting with my favorite artist, Nao. Her music is not well known within the states, by that I mean main-stream. Her voice is so silky smooth, I just love her so much.

I've been holding onto fires in the night time
Thinking how I'm seeing mirrors daylight
Drinking red, but bleeding only blue wine
And I keep up alright
Whispered prayers and messages to heal my
Breaking into rivers on a real time
Drinking red, but bleeding only blue wine

As the music plays out, everyone got to settle in the limo. All in alignment each car follows the other to the destination. I watch my surroundings as the vision of Miami goes by me, within the limo I see two twin sisters arguing. Well more like one is complaining, the other trying to ignore and suppress her anger. Heh, compared to my sister she looks like easy dealings. LeShawna looks nervous about something as she twiddles her fingers. "Hey, Leshawna" I start to make conversation.

She stops her antics, LeShawna smiles as we engage conversation. "Hey gurl, long time no see. How life treating ya?"

"My life is okay I guess. Nothing to complain about. How are you?"

"Child' I have been doin' me to the fullest. I started my own business a couple months back."

I was shocked. I mean no surprise, she was an independent self-motivated woman that showcase her mindset back during the show. But it was a surprise to hear such an accomplishment. Starting to think about my own life. Don't get me wrong, I love being a guidance counselor. Being at that highschool is great. I just feel like I should be doing more. With what my parents don't know I have a second job as an assistant for one of the largest business firms in Canada. Hey, how else am I paying rent? "No way, that's amazing!"

LeShawna blush from embarrassment; "No big. It was tough but I; sorry can you please stop your bitchin'. Your givin' me a headache." One of the twins stop mid-conversation and slowly turns her head towards LeShawna. Oh no, this will not be good. But hey, this sure will be entertaining.

"Who the hell are you talking to?" I notice that she has a beauty mark, maybe a mole on her right cheek.

"Um, your the only one talkin'. So i'm guessin' you." LeShawna smirks at her quick remark.

"Not really, you we're also talking along with the brunette over by the corner." Great now I am added to this little tit-for-tat. The other twin clears her throat and intervenes in, which i will bet my money on trying to save her sister from being smack upside the head.

"She is right Amy. YOU, we're the first to talk, very loudly I might add." She seems more reasonable between them. "We got off the wrong foot. I'm Sammy and this is my twin Amy."

"Older twin, Amy." Roll her eyes at the introduction. "No need to say your names. You guys are not that important to remember."

I start to laugh a little; "Wow, just wow. You really are something else. Tell me how much skill does it take for you to be a total bitch?"

Amy snaps her fingers at me as she smirk at her next comment. "Trust me, I am a big deal. I take being called a bitch a compliment. I am 'that' bitch and as such, I can easily destroy you on social media."

LeShawna and I erupt in laughter at this remark. "Oh honey, if you was on Total Drama. You would know that we are already ruined on social media already. I mean come on, hello. National television for god sake." We laugh more, I can see at the corner of my eye, Sammy had a smile on her face. I don't know why but she kind of reminds me of myself. When dealing with my own sister troubles.

"Baby, gurl we are all grown as women-"

"No one asked for your opinion Shamu!"

Sammy gasp at what she heard come out of her twin mouth. As I look at LeShawna, I saw a slight twitch in her eye. Yup, she has officially snapped.

"What, what did you call me?" How close are we to our destination?

"Not only are you fat, but you're also hard at hearing. I called you Shamu, like the whal-OWWWW!" LeShawna showcases her strength as she punches Amy on the mouth. This is gonna be a long ride there. I turn the volume of my music back up on my phone. Re-listened to the previous song I last left off. I forgot we were in a limo, I grab the nearest alcohol I could grab. Pour me and Sammy a glass. She was surprised I acknowledge her. I raise my glass to her and started drinking. Enjoying the show, wondering who else from our old castmates might be enduring.

xXx

Gwen POV:

I begin to laugh at a text message I received from Courtney. Apparently, LeShawna found herself a distraction. Unlike Bridgette and most of her other close relatives. I know LeShawna is freaking out about Harold. Something that happens almost a year and a half ago. Before we got on the airplane, I tried my best to calm her nerves, I mean this was something I never expect for her to freak out about. I mean it makes no sense, I do get it, but still just a waste of worrying about.

In the limo with me was the party animal himself, Geoff, his surfer wife, also my personal close friend, Bridgette. And next to me, a very tall amazon woman. I mean she has legs for days, amazingly beautiful. I don't care too much about appearance but, yowza. As Geoff engage everyone into the conversation, we laugh at his antics. With everything going on in they're life, I'm glad he is still the same old Geoff. "You haven't changed a bit, Geoffie boy'."

"Gosh' i don't know. I think I change jus' a little." Wow, I thought I would never see Geoff embarrassed. I mean he showed his whole man parts on television. Sure it was censor, but we saw it, visually.

"You did change. But not so much so. Your still the man I love even when I was a teen." Bridgette kisses Geoff on the lips.

"Aww, you two are sweet as, a Quokka." The tall woman said, in a very strong Australian accent.

"Hey, you're an Aussie! Cool, whatchu doing in Canada?" Geoff asks, which is funny cause I was gonna ask the same question.

"Born in Sydney, raised in Sydney. Parents moved when I was an ankle biter." She explained.

"Must have been tough. Leaving your friends behind, moving to a new environment." I know how it feels to constantly be on the move. From when my parents were together until they got a divorce. I was constantly moving from state to state. Country to country. For a brief moment, I lived in Australia for only a year. Until my dad got another job transfer. Around this time I found out my mom was pregnant with my younger brother. From Australia to London. Seven months later, a full eight months, a week into nine months. My mom gave birth. Waiting for my mom to cope with dealing with myself, a new baby. Also my at homeschooling. Who would have thought while a woman who made sure the home, children and her work ethic was intact. That my dad would stoop so low and did what he did.

Seven years in marriage, I was only eight when my mom filed for divorce from my dad. After she caught him having an affair, she couldn't take the heartbreak. As I got older I saw less and less of my dad. When I was twelve, Mr. Spencer married to a new Mrs. Spencer. A woman young enough to be my older sister. I think this is when I embraced my goth side. Around this time my mom got a promotion from her job in London, to Canada.

My mom never remarried. Said taking care of us was more important. Pretty sure she had a few boyfriends, dates here and there. If my dad treated my mom wrong and got happiness. Why couldn't my mom? "I used to travel a lot during my parent's work. I can understand the struggle."

"Not at all. My folks are defo hard yakka. My dad had a scholarship in basketball. Would have made it. Back in the day, bloody knee injury did him in. The injury still come at times."

"Cool, so what happen to your old man?"

"He's around. My folks met in college. My dad work in construction, mom is a model. You might'a heard of, Jackie Taylor?"

"No way!" Bridgette shared her excitement. "I am her idol! She is the Australian Queen Siren; champion of the 1989 surfing competition." Bridgette pulled up an image on her phone. Wow, I guess height and looks run in the family. "I can't believe you are her daughter. I mean yes I can! You look just like her, kind of creepy." Bridgette laughs as she admire the amazon woman's facial features.

"Eh, I guess it's deadset. My mom thinks I look more like my dad. Always say, just add a beard." She smiled, she extends her hand to each one of us. Been in a limo for more than ten minutes. I forgot during those minutes we have yet introduced ourselves. "Jasmine Yolanda Taylor. I took on mom last name. Dad said me uncles can continue there surnames."

I was the first hand she shakes. "Hi Jasmine, name Gwen. That is fan-girl Bridgette and her party animal husband Geoff. You must be one of the new cast members that came on after us originals." I smirk at the mere thought. Giving her a pity look at dealing with Chris and Cheif.

"You right mate, I don't know how you dealt with em'."

"You get used to them. Sad to say but true." I took a drink of wine. I relieved some memories from the old days on the show. Nothing but a headache. I mean sure it was to gain fame and as an extra bonus, tax-free cash. "The best thing about this trip, no Chris."

"Bloody oath mate! I'll take a cold one to that, cheers to no Chris!"

"NO CHRIS!"

xXx

Richard Moon Hotel

Courtney POV:

I've been waking up to freeze the sunrise
Hoping it's a way to reach the high life
I knew it all, stepping out to find I know nothing at all
And I've been drinking red, but bleeding only blue wine

Thirty minutes. The ride from the airport to the hotel was a whole half an hour. It was just a nonstop aggravation as this Amy girl refuse to shut up. Not backing down from a challenge, LeShawna was ready to give the rebuttal. All limos came to a stop in front of our glamourous hotel. Not much is said about the owner of the Richard Moon hotel. Only that the owners are in their early twenties. Also looking to expand in Canada. As the back door open. Exit the limo and went to grab my luggage. This place was beautiful. I have been to Miami only twice in my life. The hotel wasn't even thought of when I last visit. The hotel is position perfectly near the sunny beaches of Miami, Florida.

"COURTNEY!" Bridgette runs across the hotel driveway. Almost tackle me to the ground. I wonder why she is so excited. I look at the direction she came from and my eyes bludge out of ts sockets. "I just met my surfing idol daughter!" The young, very tall woman walks closer to me. Wow, she is tall. It hearts to look so far up. "Jasmine Taylor, meet my friend Courtney. Courtney meet JackieTaylor daughter, Jasmine." Bridge smiles from ear to ear.

"Jackie? Taylor... Taylor? Oh! That female surfer champion. Oh, okay. Well, it's nice to meet you, Jasmine." I greet Jasmine.

"G' day Courtney, I see ya met me ol' cobber, Sammy." Oh, she's an Aussie, I concluded after hearing her speak. Apparently she knows my limo buddy.

"O, M, Gosh! Jasmine, I didn't see you at the airport!" How can you miss her? My sarcasm came out within my thoughts.

"Wasnt gonna. figure I surprise ya'. I mean how long has it... Wait, is that Amy with a bloody nose?"

We all stare as Sammy twin comes out the limo holding her nose. Rushing towards the hotel, probably to use the public bathrooms to take care of the blood. "What the hell happen to her?" Bridge asks with concern and gave me a look that says, 'spill the beans'.

"Loudmouth girl, LeShawna, words Shamu came into a topic. It was a whole shithole for the last thirty minutes." I explained the best way I could without bringing back m headache.

"Your lying!"

I look at Bridge, she understood that I do not lie about this. We just arrived in Florida and there is already drama. A bell sounds off at the hotel door entrance. All of us were asked to enter the hotel and proceed to the 'Meeting Hall'. Inside the hotel was just as beautiful on the outside. I felt a warm yet wet hand intertwines with mine. I look to see a very scruffy man, smile down at me. Anger boil as memory flood back from our last encounter. Wishing I blind or hibernating in a cave, so I wouldn't see his miserable face. Oh, but the misery was opposite on his face for he wore a cocky smile that makes me want to hurl. Who knew that these few words would send me back to hidden anger that I held dormant since our departure. "Hey, dollface"

Scott Ahearn; my ex-boyfriend. Soon to be a dead man walking. I was about to give him a piece of my mind and jerk my hand away from his slim ridden palms. Why, oh why was his hands to wet? Before I could even speak. I jerk my hand away and Scott was sent flying as a right hand came across his face by my unknown hero. I turn to face my so-called savior and was surprised by who it was.

"You? What are you doing!?"

I'm breaking into slow motion
I'm watching me in slow motion
Sweep me up from cold oceans
I'll make it through broken emotions

THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR WAITING SO PAITENTLY!

I COULD NOT EXPRESS HOW GRATEFUL I AM OF ALL THE FOLLOWS, AND FAVORITES MY STORY GOT.

I HAD DIFFICULT TIME PIECING TOGETHER THIS CHAPTER ALONG WITH CHAPTER EIGHT. IT WAS SO MUCH OF A HEADACHE I HAD TO DELETE CHAPTER EIGHT. RESTART CHAPTER SEVEN AND JUST GO FROM THERE. WHEN I REDUE CH. 7, I HAD A FEW WORDS DOWN. I COULDNT NAME A CHAPTER. SO FOR MONTHS, THERE WAS NO NAME FOR THE CHAPTER. UNTIL I LISTEN TO MY MUSIC PLAYLIST.

BECAUSE OF THAT PLAYLIST I GIVE YOU MY FINAL DRAFT. HOPE YOU LIKE IT

ARTIST: NAO SONG: BLUE WINE (TAKE A LISTEN, HIGHLY RECOMMEND)

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING