Amee will finally wake up...but where? Let's see what happens! Thanks for reviewing, Ali6132 (Yes, Mal really couldn't care less as long as someone bleeds – he's basically like the Joker, he loves to cause suffering and chaos. And I'm glad you like T. Swift – I only made that plan on the spur of the moment, but I had a perfect name for this chapter, based on what happened to Amee...well, just read on to find out what happened).

My head felt like it weighed a million tons, when I opened my eyes. The last thing I remembered was digging on the beach, but I could see instantly that I wasn't there any more. I was in a white luxurious room, lying in a bed. From the window, I saw familiar people outside, swimming, chilling...wait a minute...what was the cast of every Total Drama season, minus the All-Stars, doing here?

"You're awake!" squealed a voice next to me. I turned to see my blonde ex-teammate smiling at me, sitting in the corner.

"Lindsay?" I managed. "Where am I?"

"Where do you think?" she giggled. "Playa Des Losers, of course! Remember? Everyone from the show, every season, is here!" she grinned. "Anna Marie was showing me how hairspray can give my hair more...I forget the word she used."

"Anne Maria?" I recollected. Lindsay got names wrong all the time – she was actually pretty close this time. "But why am I at Playa Des Losers? The last thing I remember was the second challenge, and we were winning..."

Lindsay gasped. "You don't remember how you got here, do you? Oh no! I think you have...what is it called again? Insomnia?"

"I think you mean amnesia, bubble brain." A sarcastic voice quipped from the doorway. "Why don't you go tell everyone else she's up?" Lindsay thankfully ran out, yelling it out to everyone as she did.

I gasped as one of my friends from the show walked in. "Noah, what are you doing here?"

"Didn't Lindsay tell you?" my World Tour friend said. "Chris is making all the old contestants hang out here and watch All-Stars, along with the losers of each episode. And he says we have to watch all the episodes. Something about making sure this season has enough viewers to make it appear successful and draw in even more viewers." He gave me one of his half-smiles, the most expression I'd ever seen him wearing. "So how are you, Amee? Forget that, I know you're probably feeling lousy. But what's the symptoms?"

"My head is about to burst." I deadpanned. "I've obviously forgotten some things, and I'm still feeling really tired."

"Oh yeah, that would be the anesthetic." Noah explained. "You've been in the infirmary for a couple of days, and then once they were sure you'd recover, you got moved into this room. This is the third day since you were sent back. So what do you remember?"

I struggled, trying to remember something past the second challenge. "Um...Lindsay had left the island, and we were on the second challenge and Mike was Manitoba-"

"That was weeks ago." Noah told me. "You were on the ninth challenge when you got knocked out. Anyway, I guess you know by now that you've lost the chance at a million dollars. Again. I just hope your eel of a boyfriend doesn't win."

"So Alejandro hasn't been kicked off?" I asked, smiling a little.

Noah sighed. "Not yet. He nearly got kicked off, but he managed to steal the immunity idol and Heather came here instead."

A knock on the door sounded. "Can I come in?" I vaguely recognized the voice.

"Great, it's creepy aura-seeing girl." Noah sighed. "Why is she here anyway?"

I knew who it was immediately. "Dawn's here?" I said excitedly. "I'd like to see her!" I'd watched the fourth season, and rooted for her instantly.

"Fine, come in!" my friend called.

There, in the doorway, stood a petite girl with long blonde hair and a serene expression. She smiled at me. "I can see you're still having trouble remembering things." she said sympathetically. "There's a blurry area in your aura. But I can see there's some acid yellow and red in that area, which means you're afraid and angry about something."

I sighed, not sure where that came from. "Well, could you guys maybe fill me in on some things?"

"To be honest, I haven't really been paying attention." Noah said. "You'll have to ask Sierra – she's memorized everything, both while she was on the show and when she was watching. Speaking of which, if Cody or Cameron come in here and ask you to hide them, don't be surprised."

I frowned. "Cameron's here? Who's here from the island?"

Dawn answered this time. "Lindsay, of course, Lightning, Jo, Sam, Heather, Sierra, and Cameron. Duncan has left the island, but he was jailed for blowing up Chris' 'cottage'."

I stayed in the bedroom for one more day after I woke up. Then I was able to get up without feeling too bad, although I still couldn't remember anything past the buried statue challenge. Sierra told me everything that had happened since that she'd seen on the show, and after she got kicked off. Oh yeah, and she gushed about Cameron as well as Cody. Later on, Cameron told me about how she'd started calling him Cody and treating him as such around the time of the third challenge.

Heather had been my sort-of friend and ally during the end of the third season, and she was relatively civil towards me, admitting that she did see me as a friend – it didn't mean she was nice or anything, just nicer. She told me about Mal, Mike's evil alternate personality, and also vented about how mad she was that Alejandro kicked her off. She was also the one to let me know that he could walk the whole time, something Sierra had disregarded to mention.

Dawn later told me that my aura was mostly violet and skin-coloured, apart from the blurry area. "That means you're in love, but you're confused about something." she admitted. "You're confused about your relationship with Alejandro. I've seen his aura and he truly does love you back. His aura has an indigo colour when he's thinking about you, and red and violet when he's thinking of Heather. You three should work things out together when he comes here."

"How do you get all these things, Dawn?" I asked. "I mean, you can talk to bugs, and see auras...how come?"

Dawn shrugged serenely. "I've always been able to do that. I just maintain a balance in life and I can see things in people that they can't see themselves. By the way," she added, "You don't have to be so scared after you discovered Mal. You're not the only one who knew about him. Oh, and you might need this for the finale." She gave me a pin. "Hold on to this. I can't really explain things, but just trust me on this."

Dawn confused me, but I trusted her. Even within three days, I grew to like her on a personal level. We weren't friends, though. It wasn't that we didn't like each other, it was just that she seemed to be on a completely different level from anyone else at the Playa, like she was a spirit or sprite rather than a regular teenager, who spent most of her time meditating or communicating with the animals. She seemed happiest then.

I talked to Cameron quite a lot, who was living in his bubble. He'd been sent home at the same time as me, and was recuperating from the injuries he'd been caused during the last challenge. He told me all about Mal and how he tried to get him killed, how it was only thanks to Gwen that he survived the fall. "Alejandro did come by and offered to pull me out," he admitted, "But I didn't trust him, and so he just left me."

I sighed. "He doesn't really care about most of the competitors." I admitted. "He probably would've saved you if you'd accepted his help, though. Apart from throwing Cody to the sharks, he isn't a murderer, and I don't remember, of course, but I can't imagine he saw you as a formidable competitor – no offense."

"None taken." Cameron assured me.

"But he didn't care enough about you to persist in offering help." I finished. "That's why he accepted your refusal so easily. I think he should've kept trying, but to be honest, he'd never give up winning for anything."

"So...if you know his flaws so well and have opposed his actions, why are you still...dating him?" Cameron asked. He seemed genuinely interested, as well as curious.

"Am I?" I asked. "I don't even remember talking to him."

"You didn't talk to him around the teams." Cameron admitted. "But you used to disappear sometimes. And I remember Alejandro disappearing after I switched teams. I figured it was for the same reason. You'll have to ask someone else if you are. I just assumed you were."

I went straight to Heather for this, but she insisted she hadn't seen anything. "And if I had, you wouldn't have talked again until the merge." she added. "If I have anything to do with it, my team doesn't just 'hang out' with the other team."

The next episode was one that we all had to watch, on Chris' orders again. I didn't know whether I enjoyed it, or not. For one thing, I couldn't believe that Alejandro was kind of fitting into a good guy role, trying to warn everyone about Mal. On the other hand, he took a beating. And I was a little hurt when Courtney admitted to Scott that she had kissed Alejandro once, although she was referring to the time when he was playing her in World Tour (another thing I forgot was about Cameron having kissed Courtney before, just as she had made it official with Scott...weird choice of boyfriend, but then, Scott had made a weird choice of girlfriend).

By the time we got to the ending, we knew who was going to be eliminated.

"This show just got one hundred percent less beautiful!" Alejandro called out as he waited, floating in the elimination device. "But I'm not the real villain! A greater evil is lurking!"

As we watched, Heather and I looked at each other. "What am I going to say to him?" I mouthed. "We must've talked between challenges, but I don't remember it!"

"You're the one he's officially with." she mouthed back. "Figure it out."

However, I didn't want to talk to him today. Before the credits rolled, I ran up to the room I was now sharing with Heather (it was either her or Katie and Sadie, and since they were only on the first season and I didn't know them personally, I chose Heather...of course we'd probably have to share with one of the other girls once they arrived, since the only vacant bed besides the one in the BFFs' room was in ours, but for now, it was just us), and watched through the window. Sure enough, when I looked, I could see a familiar form trudging up the dock, soaked from his trip after the Flush of Shame.

It took two minutes before there was a knock on the door. "Amee, stop being so dumb about this and join the rest of us! You're not scared or anything, are you?"

"Leave me alone, Heather." I yelled back. "And would you mind not calling me dumb?"

"It is dumb to just lock yourself up here!" Heather called through the door. "It's my room too, you know. You're lucky I don't care enough to get my key and drag you out there! What's the big deal?"

"The big deal is that even though I've gone through another season with him, I don't remember saying a word to him! Why do you even care, anyway?"

"Izzy already told him you have amnesia! Stop being a baby about this! And I care because I count you as the only friend I even have in this place, duh!"

"Say what you like, Heather, I'm not coming out!"

I heard a sigh. "Fine, don't come out. Tomorrow, you are coming out and the three of us are going to have that talk you claimed you wanted. See? I'm actually trying to be nice by agreeing to be there! And talking."

"You're doing it because you feel the same way I do!" But I knew Heather was right. Maybe tomorrow I'd feel stronger.

So Amee will talk to Alejandro next chapter. Please review!