Chapter 2

Courtney was laying on her back staring up at the ceiling. She was in one tight situation. To her surprise, her teammates were not exactly perfect for the first challenge. "Fine dining!" she thought to herself angrily. "Oh, what a nightmare! What was the producer thinking?" Just as the thought had gone through her head, the door to the cabin swung open, and in came the brainless wonder, Lindsay. She ran over to her bunk and started to noisily rummage through her make up bag. She took out a long tube of Ruby Red Lipstick, and began to apply it to her face with precision. She rounded her lips about 14 times before Courtney finally cut in.

"Gosh, Lindsay. Don't you think you're using a bit too much lipstick?" Courtney said with an awkward look. "Too much? Why would you say that? Do your lips fall off if you use too much?" Lindsay asked with a frown. Lindsay's lips were puffy from an allergic reaction to a berry she had eaten in the forest. All the lipstick made her lips look like they were made of wax, like the kind a clown would wear in a cheap circus. Courtney couldn't handle it, she began to giggle a bit. She covered her mouth to try and hide it. Lindsay gasped. "Oh no! You mean my lips are going to actually fall off!?" she screeched in horror. "No, wait. I never said that." Courtney retorted. It was too late, Lindsay began to scream, as she rushed out of the cabin, smacking Heather in the face with the door on the out. "Ugh! Take a pill, you brainless goof!" Heather yelled after her.

Courtney didn't know what to make of Heather. Heather was well mannered and quite stylish. She was pretty and seemed normal enough. She might pass the dinner without much trouble. What worried Courtney, was Heather's attitude. Heather tended to get snobby and mouthy when someone made her mad. As long as people made her happy, she would get a good score for the team. Courtney, being the team captain, was trying to make a plan to beat her rival team. She decided to call a team meeting at the campfire pit. As soon as everyone assembled, Courtney began to give her speech.

"Ok, we're going to need class to beat the other team. So, I want some of you to show me how your going to act tonight." Courtney said with an encouraging smile. She caught Harold's eyesight and nodded to him. He shook his head no, and tried to remain unnoticeable. "Harold, we're a team here. If one of us messes up, then it hurts the whole team. You don't want that, do you?" Courtney said with a serious look. Harold shook his head once more. "Good. Then show me some class!" Courtney said with the smile returning to her face. Harold stood up, turned around, and pulled down his pants. Courtney gasped in horror and blocked her eyes. "I said class not ass! Gosh, Harold. It's mistakes like that we can't afford to make!" she said angrily with a glare. Harold blushed and pulled up his pants. He returned to the log he had been previously sitting on. Courtney uncovered her eyes and scanned her team. "Lindsay, show me how your going to act." Courtney said. Lindsay got up and did a fancy trot around the fire pit. She began talking to Heather in her fancy British accent, that honestly sounded more Italian than British. Courtney slapped her hand on her head. "Well, at least it was better than Harold." she thought to herself.

Meanwhile, the other team were at their cabins, also planning a strategy. "Chris just wants to exploit us for laughs. That's why he's doing this contest. Too bad for him, we're not going to humor him. We're going to do a flawless performance! Right, Duncan?" Bridgette had finished her little pep talk. "Huh? You talking to me, surfer chick? Duncan said coolly. "First of all, the name is Bridgette! Second, don't you think we need to be training for this contest? I bet the other team is already making plans to beat us." Bridgette said as she gave Duncan a worried look. "Don't be so uptight. You remind me of the Hissing Snake's captain when you act like that. I mean, have you seen Courtney? She's so official and uptight. She's perfect for this contest." Duncan chuckled.

"Exactly! That's why we need to practice. I bet she's pushing her team to the limits to win the contest!" Bridgette explained. "Yeah, she'll push them too hard, and then when the competition comes, they'll all be too tired to be all fancy at the dinner." Duncan said with confidence. "Duncan! Your the one I'm worried about! You have no class at all! You're a delinquent! As a team captain, you need to be the one to lead us. You've got to set an example of what to do in the competition. Otherwise, everyone will be doing their own thing, and nothing will be synchronized. You know what your problem is? You don't care enough!" Bridgette said as she hit him in the head. "Maybe you care too much." Duncan responded with a smirk. Bridgette throws up her arms and storms into the confession booth.

"Good grief! Duncan's the leader and he won't take control. All he does is sit and lounge around, ugh!" Bridgette says to the camera. Bridgette decides to take matters into her own hands. She takes the rest of the campers and goes through basic manner training with them. "Sadie, will you be able to find a good outfit?" Bridgette asked. "Me and Katie are going as twins!" Sadie said excitedly. "Of course, who would've guessed." Bridgette thought sarcastically. The dinner was only 2 hours away! "Heather, that dress is gorgeous!" Courtney said as she eyed the scarlet dress Heather had on. "Oh, thanks. Your dress...actually, it's kinda cute." Heather said with a smile.

The door slammed open and in stepped the 1970s! Courtney, Heather, and Izzy all gasped at what had stepped in the cabin. "Platform shoes, tight white pants, a faded out pink shirt with a white vest over it, medallions, and an afro with a green comb sticking out of it. Courtney was so mad that smoke could have came out of her ears. "What in the world are you doing? This is a dinner, not a disco! Go and change that ridiculous outfit, and quit fooling around!" Courtney yelled at Cody. Cody hung his head and went outside to change. Lindsay burst through the door in a princess costume. Courtney closed her eyes and counted to 10 to relieve her frustration. "Lindsay, this is a dinner. We're not in a fairy tale." Courtney tried to keep from getting mad. "Ditch the stupid tiara and that goofy wand. Then it'll work out." Eva said as she reluctantly showed off her new dress.

Meanwhile, the Jumping frogs had already gotten their fancy attire on, and arrived at the restaurant. Chris answered the door. "I've heard of fashionably late, but you guys are kind of early." Chris said with a smile. The boys of the Frogs all wore matching white suits with red ties, and the girls all wore light blue dresses. "Oh yeah. We made it here first!" Bridgette said as they sat down. "Hello, I will be your waiter for tonight." said a voice behind them. "Chef Hatchet?" Noah asked with a scared tone in his voice. "Yes, I am your waiter and chef tonight. "Ok, everyone order the same thing. It'll make things simple and eliminate confusion." Bridgette said. They all ordered the steak with a side of mashed potatoes.

"Ok, everyone knows what to do right?" Courtney asked as the door opened behind her. "Wow, Courtney. Nice look for you." Chris complimented her. Courtney had her hair up in a bun, she was wearing a white dress with pearl colored high heeled shoes. Next to come in was Heather, who had a long scarlet dress and ruby red high heels. She wore a pearl necklace and diamond earrings. She even had a ring on her left hand with a large sapphire in it. "Whoa! Heather, you went all out tonight." Chris said as he admired her. "Oh, why thank you. You know. Chris. That shirt really shows off your biceps nicely." Heather said with a big smile. "Yeah, I know." he said as he flexed. "Lets not sugarcoat it. Ok Heather?" I know your kissing up to get extra points. Chris responded. Heather scowled and went to sit down. Everyone was there except Cody. 5 minutes later, he walked into the restaurant with the same outfit as Chris.

"What the heck! Cody, a sleeveless shirt and shorts is not fancy!" Courtney snapped at him. "Says you." Cody responded as he tried to show off to Gwen, who was not paying attention to him. Trent sat across the table admiring both Heather and Gwen. "Wow, they're both so beautiful. I wonder if either of them would want to hang out some time. What do you think?" Trent said to Nick. "Gwen obviously likes you. She's stares at you when your not looking." Nick responded. "Really? Maybe I should talk to her." Trent said as he gave her a smile. "Gwen blushed and returned him a smile of her own. "If you two are done being lovebirds, would you care to order your meal?" Courtney said as she nodded her head to Chris, who was at the end of the table taking Beth's order. All the girls ordered chicken with a side of rice. All the boys ordered a Steak, medium well, with a side of rice. All except for Harold of course. "Can I get a steak with strawberry jam?" Harold asked, licking his lips. All of his teammates gave him strange and dirty looks. Courtney's actions stood out. As soon as Chris left, she flipped her middle finger up at Harold. "Strawberry jam?" she said as she gritted her teeth.

The campers ate their meals and stood in the middle of the restaurant awaiting to see who had won. Chef Hatchet came out of the kitchen and glared at Owen. "You think insulting my food is funny, big guy?" Chef asked. "Frogs lose for being rude to Chef Hatchet." Chris announced. As the Snakes rejoiced, the frogs debated on who to vote off. "I think Owen should go. He's the one who made us lose!" Bridgette said as she shot Owen a rather dirty look. "Oh please. Lets vote off the coconut, it can't help us!" Katie responded. Later that night, Chris went through his speil about getting voted off and never coming back. Bridgette, Duncan, and Holy. You are safe." Chris said as he tossed them their marshmallows. "Leshawna, Noah, and Katrina. You are also safe." Chris said as he gave them the marshmallows. "Katie and Sadie." "Ezekiel." Chris smiled as they collected their marshmallows. "DJ and Tyler. Your staying!" Chris said as they rejoiced. "That leaves Owen and Mr. Coconut..." Chris trailed off. "And the first camper voted off Total Dram Island 2 is...dramatic music starts to play...Mr. Coconut. "Nooooooo!" Owen cried as Chef threw Mr. Coconut into the boat of losers.

"How could you? How could you get rid of my best friend?" Owen shouted as he fell to the sand. "Dude, it's a piece of food, get over it." Duncan told him. "Well what an interesting turn of events, fine dining, campers freaking out to be all fancy, and the first camper voted of Total Drama Island 2! Tune in next time!" Chris says as the screen cuts to the credits.