Chapter 1

Not so alone

Takes place during "The big sleep." After everyone's fallen asleep, Gwen and Duncan as the only ones left help each other resist the temptation of falling asleep.

"Hey." Gwen suddenly snapped out of her trance as the delinquent next to her spoke. "Check it out, McLean and Chef are out cold. I bet we could catch some quick z's and they wouldn't even notice."

"And the dozens of cameras on us that record our every move 24/7?" Gwen raised an eyebrow at him.

"…we break them?" Duncan suggested after a long pause, to which Gwen just chuckled.

"I don't know about you, but I don't feel like being disqualified after all of this." She answered. "Plus, I made it this far, pretty sure I can stay awake longer than a wannabe punk."

"Look who's talking, goth girl." He smirked at her. He felt slightly taken aback at her slight jab at first, seeing as no one's ever dared insult him to his face before out of fear. "And don't be so sure, you only made it so far 'cause you had Elvis around to entertain you. Now that he's long gone, you're toast."

"I don't need Trent around to beat you." She told him, but secretly she felt slightly worried.

"Save your breath, sweetheart. We both know I'm winning this challenge."

"In your dreams, jerk." Gwen told him and then put her hand to her mouth as she yawned. "I would kill for a coffee right now."

"You and me both." Duncan agreed. "Wanna raid the kitchens?"

"But-"

"C'mon! Look at them." Duncan nodded towards Chris and Chef who were asleep opposite them on the ground, cuddling each other in their sleep. "We'll go to the kitchen, grab some joe and come back. They can't disqualify both of us."

Gwen thought about it for a second but eventually gave into the idea and stood up. "Let's do it."

"Nice."

After they finally arrived at Chef's kitchen they quickly started raiding the pantries for coffee.

"Found some!" Duncan pulled out a metal tin labeled coffee, he poured the whole thing into the pot and turned it on.

"While we're here might as well get some food." Gwen said as she took a bag of chips and started eating them. Duncan followed her lead and grabbed himself a cold slice of pizza from the fridge. After they had their midnight snacks and coffees they walked out of the kitchen and through the forest.

"I really don't feel like going back." Gwen sighed as she took a sip out of her coffee.

"Who says we have to?"

"Umm, Chris?"

"I really couldn't care less what that old man says."

"Not even for one hundred thousand dollars?" she questioned him.

"Nope." He answered as he continued walking.

"Where are we going?" Gwen asked after she realized they weren't taking the path that leads towards the camp fire.

"You'll see."

After ten minutes of walking across the island Duncan finally stopped.

"The docks?" Gwen asked as she looked up to see their destination.

"Yep." Duncan answered as he walked to the edge of the wooden dock and laid down on his back.

Gwen followed behind and laid down a foot from him. "Any where's better than by the camp ground, listening to Chef snoring."

"You got that right."

"I'm so jealous of everyone else right now." Gwen whined. "It's not fair that while they're sleeping cozily in their beds we're here suffering and slowly dying."

"Oh come on, it's not so bad." Duncan chuckled.

"I haven't slept in FOUR days! I can't believe I used to beg my mom to stay out later, I just wanna go back in time and slap my past self."

"We're 106 hours into the challenge, one of us is bound to pass out soon." Duncan told her.

"Probably me." Gwen bluntly said.

"You giving up that easy?" Duncan asked her, shocked.

"I don't know, I'm so tired I can hardly keep my eyes open." She said but then paused for a second and continued "But I don't wanna let my team down…"

"Wow… That was so incredibly cheesy."

"Shut up!" Gwen reached over and punched his shoulder.

"You know… I never would've pegged you for the type to fall for the cliché guitar player." Duncan said after a minute of silence.

"Trent is not acliché!" She defended her friend. "He writes his own songs, he's really sweet and he's so nice and cute I just wanna-" Gwen stopped herself before she could finish her thought.

"You wanna what?" Duncan smirked.

"Never mind." She mumbled. "What about you?"
"I do not have a crush on Elvis."

"No!" Gwen started laughing. "I was gonna say the CIT. Caitlyn?"

"You mean Courtney?" Duncan asked and Gwen nodded. "What about her?"

"You're constantly flirting with her!"

"No, I'm annoying her. It's fun getting under her skin cause she's so uptight." He shrugged.

"Please." Gwen interrupted. "You like her."

"Do not."

"Do too."

"Do not!"
"Do too-"

"HEY!" Suddenly a loud booming voice interrupted the teens' spat. "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?"

Just on the other side stood Chris and Chef, both looking royally pissed.

"We we're giving the both of you some privacy." Duncan smiled as he got up, along with Gwen.

"THIS IS A CHALLENGE!"

"It's not our fault you fell asleep." Gwen said. "What were we supposed to do?"

"Wake us up!" Chris screamed. Then he glanced down and noticed two mugs with dark brown liquid. "Is that COFFEE?!"

"Maybe." Duncan answered nonchalantly, which made Chris even angrier.

"THAT"S IT!" He snatched both mugs. "Back to the camp site, the both of you! If you think you've had it hard so far wait 'till you see what I have in store for you know."

"Goody." Gwen commented sarcastically and rolled her eyes.

Happy belated new year!

I was feeling very nostalgic this past week so I rewatched the total drama series and decided to write some random one shots. I'll try to include as many characters/ ships as I can in the next chapters. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this!