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"Last Time on Total Drama Island; Our remaining campers took part in a dear hunt. It was a hard-fought battle with many twists and turns. Beth finally had enough of Heather's cruel treatment of Cody and when she rebelled, was awarded with a one-way ticket to the boat of losers, but not before revealing the truth behind Trent's elimination and kissing Cody goodbye. How will Gwen get revenge on Heather? And who will be eliminated next? Find out today on Total Drama Island.
*** intro ***
The camera opens with an overshoot of the island, and the audience sees smoke puffs coming from Boney island which has been extinguished, leaving nothing but black crisp trees. The camera then turns to the Gopher girls' cabin where Heather is just waking up, still frustrated over Beth's betrayal and anxiously awaiting the goth girls' revenge.
*** Confessional Heather ***
"ARRRR! Beth just had to open her stupid metal mouth about Trent's elimination! Not to worry, I'm resourceful, and I still have Izzy, and Lindsay on my side."
*** Beach ***
Bridgette spent the early morning hours surfing, performing every trick she knew. She wanted to enjoy as much time as she could relax on the beach before there next challenge. She waded back onto the shore for a rest, panting happily. Bridgette made her way up the sandy beach and was surprised to see a rather elegant sandcastle. When she came closer, she saw that Tyler and Ezekiel were responsible for the beautiful creation. As she came closer, she heard Tyler call out.
"How are the waves?"
"Great."
"Awesome, I might go surfing later."
"You know how to surf?" Bridgette smiled with a raised eyebrow giggling, imagining what it would be like to see Tyler on a surfboard.
"I'm sure you could teach me a thing or two," Tyler commented as he carved a window in the castle's tower, "but Ezekiel's never surfed before."
Ezekiel blinked as his name was called.
"Really?" Bridgette looked over at him.
"I haven't been around lakes or the ocean growing up on the prairies, eh." Ezekiel stammered and looked around, "It's really pretty."
"Yeah, this place is nice. Without Chris and his sidekick Chef, this place wouldn't be so bad." Bridgette smiled as the two nodded in agreement.
Tyler was struck with an idea and grinned, "Say, Bridgette, why don't you teach Ezekiel how to surf?"
"What?" Ezekiel exclaimed, his eyes widening.
Bridgette hummed in thought, looking over him, "Sure."
Tyler beamed, and Ezekiel stared, his eyes widening even more at her response "Really? You'd teach me?" the prairie boy asked.
"I don't mind at all," She smiled, hiding a slight blush on her face. Ezekiel looked well built, he was no Geoff or Tyler, but still, he was wiry and toned from working on the farm she assumed. "Consider it my way of thanking you for teaching me different languages."
"Grab my board Zeke," Tyler smiled, jerking his thumb behind him.
"Um, th-anks, Tyler."
"You're welcome," The jock smiled, winking at him. Ezekiel felt there was more meaning to what he had said, but was too distracted by Bridgette smiling at him.
Swallowing hard, Ezekiel picked up the surfboard and followed Bridgette, while Tyler waved, watching them.
Ezekiel listened to everything Bridgette said. She spoke with such enthusiasm about surfing he wanted to jump right in. Ezekiel was a little disappointed at first that he couldn't go into the water right away,
"You have to get your on balance first," Bridgette replied.
*** Confessional Bridgette ***
"Hey, why not. Ezekiel needs to learn a skill or two; it might help with his self-confidence. Plus, it would be nice to have someone to surf with."
*** Confessional Tyler ***
"Ezekiel needed a push," Tyler smiled, "He's lucky he has the greatest wingman on the island." He leaned back, only to fall flat on his butt.
*** Beach ***
Bridgette placed a surfboard on two wobbly rocks and had Ezekiel lay on top of it, struggling to keep his balance.
"Good, now stand up straight!" Bridgette instructed.
Ezekiel attempted to get up, and eventually succeeded but wobbled on the board. "Feet further apart!" Bridgette added, but immediately after, Ezekiel lost his balance and fell. Tyler, who was still watching close by, tried to hide his giggling.
What am I'm doing wrong, eh!?" Ezekiel huffed, frustrated and embarrassed.
"It's hard at first, but you'll get the hang of it eventually," Bridgette assured her as Ezekiel attempted to try again, "Surfing is hard. I'm happy you're interested, but you can't learn overnight."
"Oooh," Ezekiel sounded disappointed.
"You know I used to be a lifeguard."
"Used too?"
"I quit because I got fed up with guys ogling me," Bridgette, exclaimed. She noticed that Ezekiel was confused, "Constantly staring at my body. Eventually, so many guys pretended to drown to get CPR from me, that I quit."
"Why would someone pretend to drown?" Ezekiel asked. "That's sound dumb, eh."
*** Next Day ***
The campers were gathered in the mess hall to eat breakfast, some chatting amongst themselves, others just glaring at each other. Izzy was telling Owen about her travels, and he was listening to everything she said; He couldn't help, he loved it when Izzy told such stories. He didn't know if all of them were true, but they were so entertaining that he always gave her the of the doubt.
Bridgette was feeding her bunny which she named Mr. Fuzzy Ears; then the door slammed open, and Ezekiel stomped in, barefoot. The campers turned to him, startled as Ezekiel held up his shoes, yelling, "Who put mud in my shoes, eh?!"
Bridgette and Tyler turned to Eva with accusing eyes, who grinned and burst out laughing while Ezekiel rolled his eyes and sat down next to Bridgette. Eva continued laughing along with Geoff, but the party boy stopped when he noticed that the rest of the team was glaring at him. He turned to Bridgette, who seemed disappointed more than angry, and he averted his gaze, hurt.
Over, at the Gopher table, Cody and Noah were chatting with Gwen.
"So, how are you?" Noah asked.
Gwen poured her bowl of porridge over Heather's head, who ran screaming towards the washrooms.
Gwen dusts her hands, grinning smugly, "I feel SO much better now."
"I feel a little better too," Cody grinned, until he was slapped by Izzy. "OWWW!" What was that for?!" He grimaced as he rubbed his red cheek, glaring at Izzy who was glaring back at Cody, while holding Noah.
"For breaking Noah's heart!" Izzy patted Noah's back, "My poor little Noah is hurting!" She clapped her hands together, "Izzy's knows, Noah needs ice cream."
"Get it through your skull! I'm not gay!"
"And, I'm with Beth...I think?" Cody smiled.
*** Confessional Heather ***
Heather's hair is wrapped in a towel, with a livid look on her face, "This means war Goth Girl!"
*** Confessional Gwen ***
Arms crossed, also looking livid, "I swear if Heather pulls one more stunt, I'll give the sharks a new meal. And..." Buries her hands in her face, "God I been a bitch to Cody for ages. I want to makes amends, but I also don't want him to think that there is a thing between us. Well, I guess I have nothing to fear since he's with Beth now."
*** Mess Hall ***
Bridgette shares her lettuce with Mr. Fuzzy ears while chatting with Ezekiel. While Chef was gathering the trays of food, he found a note on one, picking it Chef read it out loud. "To the girl with dreamy eyes." He shook his head and threw it on the floor where Bridgette and Gwen looked it over.
"Wow, this is very cheesy," Gwen replied.
"I think it's sweet," Bridgette smiled, "but who is it from?"
"Well, Tyler is openly involved with Lindsay," Gwen counted on her fingers
"Cody is with Beth," Bridgette replied, "That just leaves Noah, Owen, Geoff and Ezekiel."
"It could be Ezekiel. You know that he likes you."
"You think?" Bridgette replied, glancing over to Ezekiel direction who was currently laughing with Tyler.
"But then again," Gwen folded her arms, "I doubt Zeke even knows what a poem is."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Bridgette asked, taken back.
"Nothing...It just that Zeke isn't the most educated guy when it comes to the outside world," Gwen replied, "I mean he thought Eva was a guy back on day one, and he didn't know what dodgeball was."
"Campers," Chris entered the mess hall, "I hope you're ready to bring the heat because today's challenge is a three-course meal which will be served to me."
Most of the campers groaned in annoyance, Eva was noticeably annoyed, while a few select seemed to be genuinely excited for the challenge.
Noah scoffed. "So, we are basically just making you, lunch?"
"That's right, Noah." Chris smiled.
"You really suck, you know that!" Heather barked.
Ignoring her insult, Chris moved on and faced the Killer Bass. "Okay, since the Bass won the previous challenge last week, you guys get first pick."
The Bass made their way to the kitchen.
"So, who wants to be head chef?" Tyler asked as he inspected the freezer.
Before DJ or Ezekiel could open their mouths, Geoff beat them to it.
"We can make a killer Italian meal," He proclaimed, tapping his chin as he starred wide-eyed at all the ingredient.
"Alright," Eva nodded, "you are the head chef."
"That sounds awesome; I love Italian," Katie smiled.
"Adoro anche L'Italiano." Ezekiel added, to which only Bridgette nodded in agreement.
"Great, let's get grabbing," Geoff entered the freezer, followed by his team, telling them which ingredient they needed.
"Alright, dudes, let's get cooking," Tyler said as the Bass left the freezer and walked over to their side of the kitchen.
Bridgette went over to Geoff, "Hey, Geoff? What do you think is romantic?"
"Writing someone's name in the snow with your pee," Geoff replied, shocking Bridgette.
"I was thinking about a poem."
"What's a poem?" Geoff looked puzzled.
"Never mind lets getting cooking."
"Okay, we have a three-course meal to make," Geoff pointed out to his team as they placed their supplies on a table. "Everyone pair up."
The jock in red grinned. "Unless nobody else wants to, Zeke and I will handle the pasta."
Ezekiel smiled, "Sure, eh."
However, on the inside the home schooled teen was somewhat disappointed. It was not that he did not like Tyler, he did. In fact, he considered Tyler to be his best friend. But the thing was that he wanted to be partners with Bridgette to become closer with her.
Tyler seemed to noticed this and tapped his chin. "You know, on second thought, how DJ and I work on desert."
Geoff raised a brow. "...Okay...Really?" A quick nod from Tyler followed, then turned to Bridgette, Katie and Eva."Alright, cool. So ladies do any of you want to work with Ezekiel?"
"I know how to boil pasta," Bridgette added, smiling at the prairie boy.
"Cool, looks like you dudes can handle the main dish," Geoff said, "Who's next?"
"I can cover the antipasto," Katie offered, "Sadie and I made it all the time," she said, mentioning Sadie without tearing up for the first time since her best friend's elimination.
"I can help with that," Geoff added, "So that leaves DJ, Tyler and Eva with dessert." Eva just shrugged, Tyler smiled winking at Ezekiel, and DJ seemed pleased with an easy cooking challenge.
The Bass all seemed to be happy starting to prepare their meal together, but the Gophers, led by Heather, were starting to collapse.
"Owen, help Noah with the ribs," "Heather said, the big guy walked over and gave Noah a back crushing hug. "Cody and Gwen, you're on pineapple skewers." Gwen was shocked that Heather place her with Cody, the two looked at each other nodded in agreement. "That leaves me, Lindsay and Izzy on flambé. Now let's win this challenge." The Gophers nodded and began preparing their meals.
Noah quirked a brow, "Who died and made you head chef?"
"Because I'm the team leader? And, it's not like we have any other candidates. Now where Lindsay?"
"Lindsay? Lindsay?!" Heather called out as Lindsay was waving to Tyler.
"Think fast!" Geoff shouted and flung a crate of ingredients at Tyler, hitting him in the face, and the jock went down in a whimper. "Sorry man."
"Great job!" Eva groaned.
"Is he going to be okay?" DJ asked as Bridgette checked him over.
"He took a crate to the face, I think he is doing peachy," Noah replied, glancing over from his side of the kitchen.
"I know CPR!" Lindsay said before diving down to Tyler, locking lips with the unconscious jock.
"Blows to the head don't require CPR, Lindsay," Bridgette remarked.
She continued anyway, and Noah grimaced, "CPR does not involve tongue, either, Lindsay."
*** Confessional Lindsay ***
"CPR doesn't involve tongue? But the guy in health class told me it does." She thinks about this for a few seconds, then gasps. "He might not have been a real CPR guy."
*** Kitchen ***
Now the thirteen teens began to gather around their prep tables.
"So, Cody?" Gwen asked while she washed the pineapple, "Look, we never got a chance to talk."
"It's alright." He flushed, nervously wringing his hands.
"I still cannot believe I hit you," Gwen looked down ashamed, "I felt so betrayed, I thought you'd been lying to me about everything."
"I guess I have some fault too," Cody looked down cutting the pineapple, "I did come across as a creep. Look like I know I'm no Justin or Geoff, so I came on too strong, and it creeps people out."
"That girl was born without a hear," The goth girl narrowed her angry stare at Heather, who was verbally abusing Lindsay and Izzy.
"Maybe we can get her a surgeon," Cody remarked, "Have her get a cardiac implant."
Gwen, chucked, then smiled at Cody, "So? You and Beth?"
Cody blushed red, "I don't know, like did she kiss me because of guilt or because she likes me. I like her; she's sweet and caring, plus, farm girls are pretty cute."
Next to them were, Owen and Noah were chopping the tomatoes and bell peppers to prepare a sauce to put on the , only Noah was doing any work. Owen on the other hand was, starring at the oven watching the rips cook.
Heather was sitting on a stool doing her make-up, Lindsay stopped working for a minute and sighed. "Heather, could you like, help us?"
Heather stared at Lindsay as if she had said something awful. Well, she had, in her eyes anyway.
"You have to be joking me?" laughed Heather. "Shut up and get back to work!"
As the Bass worked together, Bridgette was paying special to Geoff as he worked on antipasto with Katie. The two were sharing a laugh with each other; it made her smiled seeing Katie was slowly returning to her cheery old self again.
"Come on, Bridgette, head in the game, eh." Bridgette turned to Ezekiel with shock.
"Sorry," she apologized, "I'm impressed, Ezekiel." She commented as she watched him, "Since when do you know how to cook?"
"My mom, eh." Ezekiel replied, "She told me girls like boys who know how to cook, plus I enjoy cooking." The prairie boy grinned at Bridgette, and she grinned back, thinking that if Geoff wasn't writing poems, maybe Ezekial was the mystery poet.
"So, Ezekiel? How would you spend time with someone special?" The question made Ezekiel blush a little.
"Well...," He said, wringing his hand and blinking rapidly, "I have a horse back home, so I'd go horseback riding through my farm," Ezekiel replied. "Bridgette?" He scratched the back of his head as embarrassed, "Can we... practice some surfing again later?"
"I guess we can."
"Really?" Ezekiel exclaimed loudly.
"Sure, I loved to." She grinned.
DJ and Tyler, who was just recently recovering from his head wound, smiled to themselves as they watched the two.
*** Confessional DJ ***
"Looks like the advice I gave Ezekiel is working. He's still awkward, but Bridgette seems to like him. I hope the dude isn't setting himself up for heartbreak. Bridgette seems to have a thing for Geoff."
*** Confessional Tyler ***
Tyler is seen with bandages wrapped around his forehead, "So, the little dude is playing it cool with Bridgette." Tyler beamed with pride, "Bridgette's a great girl, well not as great as Lindsay."
*** Kitchen ***
While Tyler was busy making the custard, DJ smiled and swung his arm around the jock.
"I think I know why you offered to be my partner," he said with a light laugh.
"Everything looks it is coming along great," Owen said, drooling. He reached for some ribs, only to be smacked in the head Noah.
"Easy big guy," Noah replied, "This is for Chris, not you!" Owen nervously chuckled and rubbed his head.
"Cody, Gwen, how are the pineapple coming?" Gwen and Cody nodded to Heather as they were putting the finishing touches on their plate, "Good you didn't screw things up." The pair glared at Heather as she went over to Lindsay and Izzy. "Where's the flambé?"
"Just have to light it," Izzy smiled and lit a match to light the flambé, terrifying all the campers in the kitchen considering the last time she handled fire she caused a forest fire. Noah was on standby with a fire extinguisher. The flambé burst into a fireball, singing off Izzy's eyebrows, "Whoops," she exclaimed as Noah put out the flame.
"Izzy, you're worthless!" Heather replied as the Gophers glared at her.
As the Gophers were desperately trying to come up with another dessert, things were going well with the Bass.
"Pasta is boiled and really," Bridgette said, "and the sauce is simmering."
"The antipasto is looking great," Katie added.
"We're going to take Chris' pants off," Ezekiel comment made the team facepalm, Bridgette leaned in and whispered into Ezekiel's ear, "I mean we're going to knock Chris' socks off."
"Awesome dudes," Geoff replied, "You, how's dessert coming?" The team looked over at the dessert station to find Eva preparing the dough, DJ making the custard, and Tyler was making moon eyes over at Lindsay.
"URG!" Eva grunted. "Why am I here? I can't do THIS!"
"Eva, you've got to rolled the dough softly," DJ replied. Eva's eyes twitched a little and reluctantly complied with DJ's directions.
"Campers, one hour and counting," Chris said as he poked his head into the kitchen, "Better star with those finishing touches now. Bass is up first."
Chris walked back into the mess hall; the remaining campers were patiently waiting to be called in the Mess Hall to have their dishes judged. Most of them were either finishing their prep tables or making small talk with each other.
"We better go watch to see how they do," Noah said, the others nodding in agreement.
"Owen, guard the food," Heather said, "Those smelly fish might try to sabotage us."
"Uh, are you sure that's a good idea?" Noah responded, glancing at Owen, who was drooling.
"Come on, man, you can trust me," Owen chuckled. Noah folded his arm and raised his eyebrow, before joining the Screaming Gopher in the mess hall, leaving a drooling Owen alone with the food.
"Man, we did an awesome job; everything looks so good," Owen stared at the giant plate of ribs, "Oh, mama, those look awesome." He walked over to the ribs and gave them a sniff. "If they smell this good, I can't imagine how great they taste." Owen looked back at the door to see if anyone was looking. "Well...one little piece won't hurt..."
*** Confessional Owen ***
"I did work hard on those ribs; I think I earned a little reward."
*** Mess Hall ***
Back in the mess hall, the Killer Bass began to serve Chris his three-course meal. First up, Katie and Geoff presented him with the antipasto. Chris took a couple of bites and smiled.
"The antipasto was great! Pass the pasta please."
Ezekiel smiled and placed the plate of spaghetti in front of Chris,who slurped up the noddles and smiled, "Give it a 9 out of 10 for the pasta and antipasto!" making Geoff, Katie, Bridgette and Ezekiel grin. Eva, along with DJ and Tyler, finally presented Chris with the dessert plate.
"On a scale to one to ten, sixteen!" Chris smiled, The Bass team grinned with satisfaction and cleared the table.
"Alright Screaming Gophers, the Bass set the bar pretty high, so you best have something good."
"We sure do," Noah responded as he entered the kitchen, and shouted. "Are you F###ING kidding me?!"
The Gopher ran inside the kitchen and dropped their jaws in horror because as soon as they walked inside. At the counter was Owen covered in barbecue sauce, hovering over an empty plate of ribs with a deranged look in his eyes.
"OWEN! YOU LAZY GOOD FOR NOTHING!" Heather yelled out, just as Chris called out.
"Gophers hurry up, or you forfeit the challenge." The teens sighed, as Gwen took out pineapple appetizer to delay and buy time, earning seven points for the pineapple.
"This is bad guys..." Cody said, "We have to think of something?" As the Gophers were panicking, Lindsay was grabbing something out of the fridge.
"Lindsay? What are you doing?" Noah asked.
"Making PB and J for Chris," Lindsay smiled.
"You think that will work?" Heather glared
"It's better than nothing," Cody replied, as Lindsay walked out with the sandwich and Chris stared at it confused.
"A sandwich?" Chris raised an eyebrow.
"I made it with love," Lindsay gave him puppy dog eyes, as Chris shrugged and grabbed the sandwich.
"Well, I'll give it two points." Lindsay happily cheered, as Izzy brought out the burnt flambé and placed in front of Chris. The Gophers crossed their fingers as Chris slowly took a bite and began choked on the dessert.
"I got you, man," DJ ran over and grabbed Chris around the waist, performing the Heimlich.
"Well..." Chris slowly drank the glass of water that DJ offered, "The Bass are the clear winners today, and will be rewarded with a five-star meal under the stars. Then after you are spending the evening in the mess hall for a dance."
The Bass members cheered and congratulated one another, as the Gopher all looked defeated. "Gophers, you know when and where."
*** Confessional Eva ***
"Okay, it's not the prize I was expecting, but after eating nothing but Chef's disgusting food for the past few weeks, I'm looking forward to it." She folded her arms, "A dance, though … who's stupid enough to enjoy that?"
*** Confessional Bridgette ***
"Wow...tonight sounds like it's going to be so romantic. I can't wait."
*** Elimination Ceremony ***
"Screaming Gophers, back again, I see. You must have loving being here with me." Chris chuckled, earning glares from the teens. "Now if..."
Noah groaned, cutting him off, "The camper doesn't get a marshmallow, blah blah blah."
"Do you mind?" Chris glared at him.
"No, not really."
"Noah, don't ruin this for him. It's one of his few joys life," Gwen remarked, earning a grin from the bookworm.
Chris pinched the bridge on his nose and threw a marshmallow at Noah's face.
"Noah is safe," Chris said, annoyed. "Next marshmallows go to Cody, Gwen and Lindsay."
Each member of the Gophers got and received their marshmallow as their names were called.
"Heather, you are also safe," Heather took the symbol of immunity, leaving just Owen and Izzy left.
"Owen and Izzy I only have one marshmallow left on my plate."
Owen looked nervously at Chris, while Izzy was biting her nails.
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"Izzy!" Izzy breathed a sigh of relief and quickly got up to take her marshmallow. Owen looked stunned, he sat slumped in his seat with a big frown on his face.
"It's time to leave, Owen," Chris said, "I think we'll miss your great attitude."
Owen's teammates nodded, and all came over to say goodbye to him.
Suddenly, Owen's look of sadness and the depression changed. He shrugged and stoop up. "It's all good. I had fun."
"We'll miss you," Cody smiled, "have a marshmallow for the road."
"Well big guy can't say I didn't appreciate your enthusiasm," Noah said, shaking Owen's hand solemnly, the big returned the gesture with a big hug.
After saying goodbye to everyone, Owen waved goodbye one last time before making his way down the dock but suddenly stop and turned around.
"Izzy, I meant everything in that poem," Owen replied, shocking everyone at the bonfire.
"That was you?" Izzy asked, Owen nodded, and Izzy tackled Owen to the ground and buried him in a kiss.
*** Confessional Heather ***
"That was the grossest thing I've ever seen !" Heather tried not to barf as she was clearly scarred for life.
*** Confessional Bridgette ***
"Well...I was shocked to find out that Owen wrote the poem for Izzy; I was hoping it was Ezekiel for me," she blushed. "Sometimes, I wish people could be more like Owen; he always seems to see the bright side to everything. Even though he wasn't on my team, I'm going to miss him."
*** Confessional Gwen ***
"Owen is like that friendly dog that wants to be your friend no matter how many times you shoo him away, but eventually..." She smiled, "You come to like the big guy."
*** Confessional Noah ***
"So on the bright sign, I can now sleep in my cabin again without fear of Owen sleeping walking again..." He shivered at that memory.
*** Docks ***
"You know what?" Chris smiled at the new couple, "Before we say goodbye to Owen, why don't you all go to the mess hall for the dance." Not missing a beat Izzy grabbed Owen's hand and ran to the mess hall.
*** Camp Grounds; Night ***
The Killer Bass were enjoying their victory, nice set tables with candlelight placed on them looking like a five-star restaurant. Eva sat by herself and ate her large steak dinner without any interruptions. DJ, Geoff and Katie sat together and at another table, Ezekiel and Bridgette were having a nice conversation, talking about surfing and different languages.
The prairie boy tried some of the vegetarian meal, and it made Bridgette happy that he gave it a try. Tyler just picked at his food, upset Lindsay couldn't join them. The dinner was high quality, as promised, far better than anything else they'd been served on the island.
The Mess Hall was decorated like a prom. Every camper but Eva, who was wearing athleisure, was dressed to the nines.
Chef provided the music, and jazz and blues music filled the air.
Before anyone could do anything, the main door flew open, and in came Izzy, somehow managing to carry Owen bridal style. The big boy had a smile of his face and Izzy was cackling and shouting, "TIME TO PARTY!" as she carried him to the dance floor while the rest of the Gophers, excluding Noah and Gwen who stayed outside to talk, arrived with Chris.
"What are you losers doing here?" Eva glared, enraged about sharing the award with the opposing team.
"I just wanted everyone to share at the moment."
Izzy grabbed Owen's and started dancing with him. Lindsay ran over and dragged Tyler out to the dance floor; they both had two left feet. Geoff and DJ took turns dancing with Katie and Bridgette. Heather just sat in the corner, looking down at everyone. DJ walked over to Eva and smiled, she groaned under her breath but was little taken back by the boy and took his hand.
"Alright..." Eva said softly before glaring, "but if you even think about getting feisty with me, they will never find the body.." DJ gulped.
*** Confessional Eva ***
"Okay, I'll admit this to the confessional, but not to them. I was actually...a little happy. Normally people are put off by my presence, and I know that's mostly my doing, but dancing with DJ…it was fun...In away."
*** Outside the Cabins ***
Noah and Gwen were having a nice conversation about the day's events, both leaning on the porch railing.
"You don't have to stay out here with me, you know."
"Social gatherings aren't my thing," Noah replied. "It's not that I hate people; I just prefer to be alone. And God that's nearly impossible when you have eight siblings."
"I know what you mean." Gwen said, "I like my privacy, and there are not many people here that I like. I mean some are alright, Bridgette and Cody's alright."
"I feel the same; you're the only person I can talk to here. I mean with Cody, we ended up fighting over... geeky nerd stuff you'll probably think is boring."
The two began having a conversation about their annoying families, their school lives, and how much they hated Chris and other campers, mostly Heather.
"And so he said he was going out to get smokes and he never returned," Gwen sighed, "I was six, and my mother was pregnant."
"What an Ass####," Noah said bluntly, making her chuckle.
A little later on, a slower song came on, Bridgette hummed along with it, then looked at those dancing on the floor. She looked over and asked softly, "Would you like to dance?"
The prairie boy's eyes widened, then swallowed lightly. "O-okay. I...l...never really practiced slow dancing, eh."
"It's not that hard."
Ezekiel rose to his feet and offered his hand to Bridgette for a dance. At first, the surfer seemed a little taken back by the offer blushing, but it accepted it without any hesitation. Ezekiel led her to the dance floor.
"No, no, no. Like this," Bridgette said, taking the lead. "Sway left to right like this. Nothing fancy...here put your hand on my waist."
"HUH!?" Ezekiel almost chuckled.
Bridgette smiled and chuckled a little, gently grabbing hold of his arms wrapping around them her waist, which shocked him. She had a slight twinkle in her eyes that almost made his heart jump. They gently swayed back and forth in rhythm to the song, only stumbling a little. She felt he had a rather comfortable figure, one that was decency strong, soft, and warm. The surfer girl cuddled up against him, and then she could feel his racing heart.
As the song continued, other couples joined them on the dance floor. Izzy was easily swinging Owen around like a rag doll. Lindsay and Tyler were making out, while Geoff and Cody took turns dancing with Katie. DJ had little to no choice but to let Eva lead, swinging the gently giant more roughly then Izzy.
Ezekiel and Bridgette were exactly the same height from forehead to toe. They looked into one another's eyes. Their eyes were sparkling, and it seemed like sparks were flying between them at the moment. DJ, Tyler and Geoff watched the Ezekiel and Bridgette, admiring the scene, or in Geoff case, feeling queasy.
Her smiled was radiant, "You know, these past couple of days have been really nice. Want to surf more tomorrow?"
He almost nodded, because he was so tongue-tied, but he manage to smile and say, "Sure, eh. It was really fun do to last time; I could really get into surfing."
"I'd glad to teach you more, Ezekiel."
*** Confessional Bridgette ***
"This was the most wonderful evening of my life."
*** Confessional Ezekiel ***
"I never thought I could ever be this happy."
*** Confessional Geoff ***
"Home-school...Bridgette...are they?... Nah! No way! She... wouldn't be. No, it couldn't be," He tried to convince himself, "Bridgette and I...we had a connection! Didn't we?!"
*** Docks ***
All the campers (excluding Heather), we at the docks, as Izzy escorted Owen to the boat of losers.
"Izzy going to miss Owen. See ya you big lug" Izzy had tears in her eyes, kissing Owen goodbye.
"I'll miss you too, Izzy. Don't worry, guys my stay here was awesome, I had fun, made friends, and I have the prettiest girl in the world waiting for me."
This was followed by a chorus of cheers and applause from everyone. (even a smile from Chef and Eva, how rare!).
"Izzy keeps going for me got it?"
Izzy, having cheered up, "Don't worry, nobody, not even the RCMP, can keep Izzy down!"
The big teen sighed sadly as he walked onto the boat. With a sputter and a roar, the shabby old boat slowly moved out onto the horizon, the couple sadly waving to each other. As the boat was out of sight, Izzy slowly walked up to the docks, trying hard not to cry.
What greeted her up top was the last thing she expected. Bridgette, Katie, Lindsay and even Gwen gently hugged her, soothing her.
*** Confessional Izzy ***
"Izzy's going to miss, Owen. He's so funny, upbeat and accepting. He didn't care how Izzy was dressed or Izzy's attitude. Izzy knows what people say, is Izzy okay? Why does Izzy act this way? It's all Izzy hears anymore. But when Owen looks at you, you feel normal, because that's how Owen sees you."
*** Docks ***
"So were down to thirteen campers," Chris said to the audience, "In my opinion Owen's lucky to escape Izzy with all his limps attached. So who will be eliminated next? Find out next time on TOTAL DRAMA ISLAND."
"Izzy demands ice cream and chocolate!"
Remaining Campers:
Screaming Gophers: Noah, Lindsay, Gwen, Heather, Cody, Izzy.
Killer Bass. Ezekiel, Eva, Katie, Tyler, Bridgette, Geoff, DJ.
14th Place: Owen
15th Place: Beth
16th Place: Trent
17th Place: Duncan
18th Place: Sadie
19th Place: LeShawna
20th Place: Justin
21st Place: Harold
22nd Place: Courtney
Voting Results
Gwen - Heather
Cody - Heather
Noah - Owen
Heather - Owen
Lindsay - Owen
Izzy - Cody
Owen - Lindsay
Writers Notes: and with that, the Cannon winner is gone. Sorry Owen fans, I love him he just a big loveable oaf that wants everyone to be happy.
Ezekiel said, I love Italian as well.