Right! Now the party's over, what will happen next? Thanks for reviewing, OmniPlanckInstant, yeezynight14 and Bloodylilcorpse.

Once the party was over, Amy made Sammy drive their joint-owned car home, although she could see her sister was more tired (they weren't even supposed to be allowed to drive it without an adult yet, but as far as Amy was concerned, she'd rather go places without begging her parents and let Sammy pay the fine). The whole way back, she boasted about how well she'd gotten on with the other contestants. "Taylor said that we should go shopping sometime later this summer, and I totally got Lightning's number." She scowled. "I would've gotten Justin's, too, if that bimbo Anne Maria hadn't interrupted me!"

"Or maybe Justin wasn't that into you." Sammy countered. "He wasn't interested in Lindsay, was he?"

"He wasn't interested in an airhead?" Amy scoffed. "I'm just as pretty as she is, and I'm smart with it. That makes a difference. Besides, I didn't see you picking up any hot guys. You spent half the night talking to that mental case."

Sammy's scowl was fiercer. "You call everyone who doesn't think like you a mental case or something similar! So I had a conversation with Mike. Wasn't that the point of meeting the other contestants – to talk to them?"

Amy shrugged. "Whatever. If you get yourself killed by that psychotic personality from that other season, don't expect me to miss you."

Sammy couldn't be bothered to argue any more, so she just said "What makes you think I'm seeing him again?"

"Nothing." Amy sneered. "It's not like you could ever get a guy's number. Plus, isn't he dating that loser girl? The one with bright hair?"

"Oh, shut up, Lamey. Zoey's cooler than you'll ever be." Sammy snapped, as she finally pulled into their driveway.

Amy went silent. Calling her Lamey usually had that effect – she was just so shocked that her sister could make a mean nickname out of hers. But then again, what she didn't realize was that it was pure karma for calling Sammy names for years.

To be honest, even with the exchanged numbers, Sammy didn't expect anything to come of it. After all, Mike was one of the most popular contestants on the fanblogs. Sure, there were people who were outraged that a teenager with a mental disorder was allowed on the show, even more so after the events of All-Stars when the other contestants' lives were put in danger. But most of the fans admired Mike for being able to cope as well as he did, and for the majority of the time, not letting his problems drag him down. It helped that his own personality was kind, gentle and open. And Sammy? She was just a sympathy sponge without much else to her. There were even fans who downright despised her for her underconfidence.

But no. About a week after the reunion party (and a letter that let the contestants know that they had just provided enough material for a special that would be airing at the end of the month), Sammy's mobile phone was ringing.

At the time, the twins were arguing. Amy wanted Sammy to take her turn to unload the dishwasher, and although she'd done it in the past, there was no way Sammy would do it again. They were in the doorway of Sammy's bedroom, yelling, when Sammy's phone started playing Taylor Swift's "Mean".

Both twins dived for the phone. Luckily, Sammy got to it first, and answered. "Hello?"

"Hi...Sammy?" the voice on the other end said. Sammy recognized it instantly.

"Oh, hi, Mike! What's up?"

"Nothing, really. Just wondered if you wanted to hang out."

"Sure, if you want to."

"Great! What's your address?"

Sammy gave him the address, but added "But we can't hang out here. Just so you know, Amy's standing right next to me and listening to everything I'm saying. She won't leave."

"So she's really like that?" Mike said incredulously. "I mean, I saw the show, but I didn't think anyone could actually be that bad. Even Heather had some good qualities to her. Oh, but the reason I asked was so I could pick you up from your house. I thought we could do something fun somewhere or just go back to mine."

"Sounds good." Sammy smiled. "I don't mind which...and I don't really want to choose if there's a chance of being followed, so...up to you."

"Awesome. See you in twenty minutes!"

"Cool. Bye for now!"

As Sammy hung up, Amy was staring at her. "He actually called you? And you're going to hang out with him?" Suddenly, she burst out laughing. "Okay, well, that's going to be great. Wait until the press gets a load of you two together! They're going to break a few hearts, that's for sure!"

Sammy pretended not to let the comments get to her. "That's not going to happen." she said with more certainty than she felt. "I'll ask Mike if it's OK for me to get into contact with Zoey. Then I can make friends with her, and that way, I can be their third wheel friend, like Cameron. No one thinks that Cam and Zoey are going to pair up without their best friend's knowledge. And if I hang out with both of them, everyone will know that Mike and I are just friends."

Amy paused for a moment, watching her younger-by-seventeen-minutes sister. Then she frowned. "What's happened to you? Ever since we competed on Total Drama, you've been acting...well, like you don't know your place any more."

Sammy scowled. "What are you talking about? I didn't know my place before. My place isn't underneath your shoe, you know. And maybe I just grew up a bit and saw I should let you know that."

"Okay, that came out wrong." Amy said. "I meant...I guess...can I come with you?"

Sammy stared at her. "What? You don't ever want to go anywhere with me. And you said you think Mike's a mental case. If you don't even like him, why do you want to come with?"

"I can change my mind, can't I?" Amy said impatiently. "Please can I come?"

Sammy folded her arms. "Even if I wanted you to come, you can't just tag along. You're not invited."

Amy hesitated. Then her expression became angry. "Well, fine. You're just a loser, anyway. There's no way even someone like him will want to keep hanging out with you. I'll bet that the only reason he called you at all is because he felt sorry for you, just like everyone else who acts like they like you better than me!" She stormed out of the room.

It was a relief when Mike's car finally pulled into the driveway. But there was one more surprise waiting for her.

"Hope you don't mind," Mike said as she reached the car, "But I got another call just as I was leaving, and-"

As Sammy opened the door, she saw another passenger. A girl, maybe a year or so older than her. She was extremely pretty. Sammy recognized her immediately.

"Hi!" the girl said. "Sorry, I didn't meet you at the party. You must be Sammy. I'm Zoey."

Yeah, there is a reason for bringing Zoey in so early. Hope you didn't mind having the twins argue so much.