TDHS EP 1
Hey all, WinLik3aBosS here with another Total Drama fanfic! I've been wanting to do a story on Total Drama in high school form, focusing on my two favorite characters, Mike and Zoey, and now here it is! It will be told from Mike's point of view. This story will include characters from all seasons and will mostly be focusing on MikeXZoey, CodyXSierra, SameyXTopher and more! So, without further ado, my Total Drama High School Fanfic!
The constant ringing of Mike's alarm clock woke him up around 6:15 in the morning. As he yawned and opened his drowsy eyes, Mike looked at his alarm clock and saw that it said it was Monday.
As soon as his eyes read the word 'Monday' Mike quickly jumped out of bed and changed out of his clothes. Today was his the first day of school, and he was determined to start the year off with a bang, no matter how much people teased him. Last year, Scott learned of Mike's MPD and spread it around the school. Before long, people were pointing and laughing at him. Not all of them of course, but enough of them to upset him. Many times Mike would run to the bathroom and lock himself in a stall while the other boys threw wet paper towels into the stall at him. He would just sit there and wait for it to end. But not this year. This year he was going to stand up to them and make some new friends (hopefully).
After Mike finished getting changed, he got into my bathroom and brushed his teeth. Soon after, Mike ran down my stairs and met his parents at the kitchen table, who were leisurely eating bagels.
"Morning Mike, do you want a bagel? We got plenty from the store." Mikes father offered. Mike smiled and sat down next to his father.
"Thanks." He said as his father handed him a normal bagel.
"Say Mike, did I tell you that there will be some new students this year?" Mikes father asked him.
Mike stopped eating for a moment before looking at his father with a surprised look on his face.
"R-Really dad?" Mikes father shook his head.
"Yup. Said so in these student forms we received. Maybe you'll make some new friends?" Mikes father said, winking at him. Mike forced a smile back at him and nodded.
Mike then looked at the TV and noticed that the time read 6:45. He excused himself from the table and ran back upstairs to gather his things.
Once upstairs, Mike ran into his messed room and grabbed everything he thought would be necessary for school. While he was packing, his mind wandered. 'I wonder if dad might be right, what if I do make some friends this year! All I have to do is meet them before Scott and the others do, befriend them, and hide my personality from them!' Mike said confidently. He continued packing his things and looked at his watch once again, and noticed that it was 6:54.
Mike leaped down the stairs and grabbed his lunch from his refrigerator.
"Goodbye Mike! Have a good day at school!" Mikes mother kissed him and smiled as he opened the front door and left.
Mike sat at the bus stop, listening to two other girls on his block, Lindsay and Beth, chatting away about lip gloss, hair and other feminine subjects. As their conversation continued, Mike sat on the bench, hunched over, waiting for the bus to arrive.
Finally, Mike saw the bright yellow paint of the bus appear down the road and approach them with great speed. Mike stood up and waited patiently for the bus to stop.
Once the bus stopped, its doors opened and Mike climbed aboard. Luckily for him, there weren't many people on his bus; in fact, there weren't many people in his school either. Stanford High School was a small school for a small town. There were only about 50 kids in his grade, and Mike's bus only housed about 7 of them.
Mike took a seat at the back of the bus, and stared out the window, wondering what the rest of the day would be like.
When the bus finally arrived at Stanford High, Mike breathed in deeply, and tried to keep his other personalities from breaking out from his nervousness. Before long, he was the last person on the bus and the bus driver was telling him to get off. Mike smiled weakly at the bus driver as he hopped off and stared ahead of him.
All around him students from all grades were being dropped off by their parents or by the busses, ready for the first day of school. Mike sighed and pulled on the straps of his backpack. 'I really hope I don't run into Scott today...' Mike worried. Eventually, Mike made his way inside and climbed up the stairs to the second floor, where his grade's (sophomores) lockers were located.
Inside his pocket, Mikes hand grasped onto the metal lock that he had received last year. Once he reached his assigned locker, he opened it up and laid his backpack next to it so he could unload his things. Before he began setting up his locker, he decided to take a look around. So far, only a few students had arrived, and there was no sign of Scott.
Mike turned his attention back to his locker and continued setting it up. At one point, Mike was setting up an extendable shelf when the plastic clipped onto his skin and sent pain into his finger. Mike quickly pulled his finger out and only managed to glance at it before he gasped,
"Darn thing! Back when I was a boy we didn't have any of these darn lockers! We had-" Mike gasped again and stared at his finger. He wondered what he was doing for a moment before noticing a few of the nearby students staring at him. He smiled weakly at them and waved before hiding his face behind the locker door.
'Great! Was that Chester? Just great! I just had to get myself hurt didn't I!'
Mike paused for a moment and took a deep breath, 'ok ok ok, I just need to calm down, or else Chester will come back again, of maybe even Manitoba or Vito...phew ok keep it down...' Mike looked around again and saw that the students had once again returned to their previous activities. Mike smiled and wiped some sweat off his forehead.
"Nice performance weirdo." Came a voice from behind him. Mike jumped at the unexpected voices' presence. Scott was standing behind him, leaning against the lockers. "Are you auditioning for an old man on Broadway?" He continued sarcastically. Mike frowned and turned away.
"No. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to set up my locker and I would appreciate it if you went away." Scott laughed and began walking away,
"Sure! Sure! I'll go away! But I expect to see you at lunch!" Mike cringed at the thought. Scott had gotten accustomed to taking Mike's lunch, and having his friends like Duncan and Lightning beat him up. At last, Scott turned down the hallway and disappeared from sight. Mike sighed as he began setting up his locker, while students began pouring in from the busses behind him.
Mike finished making his locker and walked over to the other side of the hallway where he slowly sat down, leaning against a door that led to a janitor's closet. He sat there quietly for a few moments before a thought passed through his head.
'I wonder if the new kids have arrived yet.' He wondered. Mike looked across the hallway both ways and saw only the students from last year. He sighed, pulled out his phone, and began playing games while he waited for first period.
*RING* (the bell goes off, signaling first period)
Mike grabbed his backpack and made his way to first period, weaving through the traffic of students. Eventually, he made it to his first period, Chemistry, with Mr. Franklin. Mike walked in and noticed that everyone had already chosen their seats. The only seats left were in the far right corner. Mike frowned and made his way over to the left over seats. Not wanting to bother anyone, he sat in the seat farthest in the corner. Surrounding him were two empty seats in his right and in front of him. Diagonal from him was Dave. Dave was nice to Mike, except when he had dirt or garbage ok him. Dave was a bit of a germophobe.
"Welcome back to school class. It's nice to see you all again! I trust you had a good summer?" Many voices erupted from the room, each talking about their summer vacations. Me. Franklin raised his hands and smiled, while he waited for the class to see that he was waiting for them to be silent.
Suddenly, a girl with red hair rushed into the room. She looked worried and was carrying books and papers loosely in her hands. It was obvious that she had been rushing in an attempt not to be late to class. Her face, however, was not familiar to Mike or the rest of the class.
"Can I help you?" Mr. Franklin asked her with a puzzled look. The girl wiped some sweat off her face, and smiled weakly.
"Hi, sorry I'm late! I'm Zoey, Zoey Summers? My schedule says that this is my first classroom?" Mr. Franklin nodded and walked over to his desk as Zoey slowly walked into the classroom. After he flipped through his notes for a second, he looked back at her and smiled.
"I guess you are Mrs. Summers, you can take a seat next to Mike, in the corner over there." a few laughs erupted from the class as Zoey made her way over towards her future seat. As she neared, she glanced at Mike and smiled. Mike smiled back weakly.
Zoey looked at the last two seats, and decided that the best one was next to Mike, and behind Dave. She set her books down on her desk, and sat down.
"Hi, I'm Zoey. You're Mike I'm guessing?" Zoey asked, keeping a warm smile on her face.
'Oh man oh man, don't screw this up Mike! This could be your chance to make a new friend! Just take a deep breath and act normal!'
"Uh y-yeah! Yes I'm Mike hehe, nice to meet you Zoey." Mike said smiling back. Zoey returned the smile, and then turned her face to the board as Mr. Franklin began talking about this year's curriculum. Time ticked away as the class collected parent forms and other papers that they would show their parents that night. Finally, the bell rang, and everyone began to pack up. As Mike was putting his folder in his backpack, Zoey finished packing her things away, and turned towards him.
"So Mike, what do you have next period?" Mike, surprised that Zoey was still speaking to him, looked at her and thought for a moment.
"Oh-uh I have gym. You?"
"Same! Awesome you can show me where the gym is!" Zoey said, with the same smile on her face. Mike nodded and finished packing his things. He said goodbye to Mr. Franklin and the two made their way towards the gym.
"So Mike...do you like this school?" Zoey asked him while looking at the posters on the sides of the walls. Mike slouched a little and quietly sighed.
"Uh yeah! Yes it's a great school." Zoey smiled at him and they continued towards gym. Once they arrived, Mike pointed towards the girl's locker room and told her that the girls and guys usually left their stuff at the locker rooms. She thanked him and went into the locker room while Mike went into his.
*In the girls locker room*
Zoey walked over to a nearby bench and prepared to drop her backpack off when suddenly, she heard a yell.
"UUUGGH! Samey!" The voice said, obviously upset.
"Y-Yeah?" Another, weaker sounding voice came after.
"Where is my lip gloss?! You said you put it in the front pocket!"
"B-But I did!"
"Well, it doesn't look like that to me!" Zoey quietly put her backpack down on the bench and peeked over the corner of a row of lockers. Ahead of her, were two blond girls, which looked remarkably the same. 'They must be twins...' Zoey thought to herself. One however, had a beauty mark on her right cheek.
"Ugh fine. I guess I'll just have to use yours." The one with the beauty Mark said.
"But that one's mine." The other one said.
"Too bad Sparamey! Now hand it over or I swear I'll..." The other twin quickly handed over her lip gloss. The twin with the beauty mark smiled and walked over to a mirror, while the other twin exited the locker room. Zoey watched her go and made her exit as well.
*outside in the hallway*
Mike waited nervously in the hallway, waiting for Zoey to come out of the girl's locker room. 'What's taking her so long? What if one of the girls in there is telling her about me?! Oh I really hope not...' Mike thought sadly. Just then, Samey exited the girl's locker room, followed by Zoey, who looked deep in thought.
Mike stood where he watched Zoey lean against the wall next to him, facing the other way.
"What's wrong?" Mike asked her nervously.
"Nothing. Just...well...that girl over there...I feel really bad for her. Her sister is so mean." Zoey whispered into Mike's ear. Mike quietly sighed in relief, and then turned his attention back towards the matter at hand.
"Yeah, that's Samey and Amy. Amy's the mean one, and Samey is the nice one. Her real name is Sammy, but nobody really calls her that..."
"Wow..." Zoey said staring sympathetically towards Sammy.
"All right class! To the field!" Mrs. Hernias, the gym teacher, said. The students did as they were told and headed outside to the gym. Once outside, the students say down at the center of the field, where a picture of a cardinal was pictured across the center of the turf (their mascot).
"Today class we will be playing flag football! And I will expect EVERYONR to play! That means you too girls, not just Eva and Jo." Mrs. Hernias said pointing towards Eva and Jo.
"Sha-Yes! Lightning's gonna take his team to the finale! Sha-Bam!" Lightning said, thrusting his hands into the air.
"Yes, yes, anyway, I will pick two captains, and let them pick the teams. When we're done, I'll hand one team the ball, and you guys can take it from there. Scott and Trent, you guys will be captains." Mrs. Hernias said as the turned to an assistant teacher and began talking to him.
"Awesome!" Trent said as he stood himself up and stood in front of the group of students.
"Greaaaaat just great. I get to be captain. Whoohoo!" Scott said sarcastically. Scott stood up and walked up next to Trent. "You can pick first." He said.
*minutes later*
"Aaannnnd I chooosseeeeeee..." Trent dragged on as he looked at the remaining choices: Heather, Zoey, Mike, and Anna Maria. "I choose the new girl! What did you say your name was again?" Trent asked her.
"Zoey." Zoey replied as she stood up and made her way over to Trent's team
"Fine, I choose Anna Maria." Scott said. Trent looked back at the last two people available. To Trent, Mike was decent but kinda weird, while heather was just mean.
"I guess I'll take Mike." Trent said. Scott scoffed and picked Heather. Finally, the teams were formed, and the two teams got ready to play.
"I'm glad you're on my team Mike." Zoey said, "I was beginning to worry we wouldn't be on the same team."
"Yeah, I know how you feel." Mike said, rubbing the back of his head. Trent gave Lightning the football and everyone on Trent's team ran into the field, trying to get open for Lightning's throw. At first, Lightning couldn't spot anyone in range, when suddenly Jo pushed Heather out of the way and was wide open.
"Ok dude! Here it comes!" Lightning said as he threw the football with all his might. Heather, who was currently stomping off the field, saying that football, was stupid, left Jo wide open. It looked like Jo was really going to get the ball...that is...until Eva showed up.
Out of nowhere, Eva slammed into Jo, and readied herself to intercept the pass. Mike stood behind her, viewing the whole thing. 'Wow! If only I could catch that ball and-' Mikes though was interrupted midway when he made a sudden gasp.
"This looks like a job for Svetlana!" Mike said, almost too loudly. Before anyone could react, Mike jumped into the air, did a front flip, and grabbed the ball mid-air.
"What the-" Eva said out, completely confused.
"Wow! Go Mike go! Go to the end zone!" Zoey called from the side of the field. Mike/Svetlana smiled and practically danced his/her way through countless enemies until he/she reached the end zone. Mike gasped again and his eyes suddenly became droopy.
"Ugh why am I at the other end of the field?" Mike said aloud.
"Cause you just ran across the field like a fairy princess and got your team a touchdown. Congrats." Duncan said laughing. Mike frowned and sighed.
"What are you talking about? Mike just got past all of you and scored! That's pretty good if you ask me." Zoey said to Duncan. Duncan scrounged up his face as Scott walked in. Mike suddenly became nervous.
"Yeah? Well I don't know if you've noticed, Zoey, but your friend Mike here has-" Scott was cut off by Mrs. Hernias' ear-splitting whistle.
"Ok everyone period's over! Don't forget your stuff in the locker rooms!" She called after them as everyone turned to walk back to their locker rooms.
"We'll continue this later." Scott said as he and Duncan walked off laughing. Mike watched them go, when a finger tapped him on the shoulder. Mike turned around and saw Zoey standing next to him with that same smile on her face.
"I didn't know you were so good at football!" Mike blushed and smiled back at her as they made their way to the locker rooms.
"Well-I mean...it wasn't that good..."
"What do you mean? It was amazing! You faked those guys out and scored for us! That's pretty cool to me." Zoey said, crossing her arms.
"Thanks." Mike said. For once, he wasn't so nervous around her.
*lunchtime*
Mike walked with Zoey to a small corner of the turf field where they could eat by themselves. Mike set his backpack down against the metal fence and pulled out his lunch, while Zoey pulled hers out of her backpack.
"What do you have for lunch Mike?" Zoey asked curiously.
"A turkey sandwich, you?"
"Meatball sub." Zoey said pulling out a small meatball sub.
"Wow that's pretty big...I never thought that you would...well...eat something like that." Mike said as he stared at her.
"Why not?" She asked him. Mike suddenly realized it was a stupid statement and smiled.
"Sorry Zoey I don't know why I said that. It was stupid."
"Oh it's ok. By the way why do those guys bother you?" Zoey asked. Mike turned pale. He knew where this was going.
"Who?"
"You know the orange haired one and the guy with the green Mohawk?" Zoey explained. Mike tried his best to fake a laugh, and smiled at her.
"Oh those guys, they're just kidding around. Really." Mike assured her. He resumed eating his sandwich while Zoey eyed him worriedly. 'Is he hiding something from me?' Zoey wondered. Just then, Zoey noticed the blond girl that she saw in the locker room this morning at gym, along with a tall African-American girl and a boy wearing jeans and a beanie hat, wandering around the field chatting.
"Hey! Hold on Mike I want to talk to them. I'll be right back ok?" Zoey asked.
"Uh ok." Mike replied. He watched her stand up and run up to the three figures standing no more than 20 yards from him. After about a minute or so of talking, the blond girl smiled and nodded, followed by them making their way over to where Zoey and Mike were sitting.
"Hey Mike, you know Sammy, Shawn, and Jasmine right?" Zoey said expectantly.
Mike nodded. He had never really spoken to them much, for they were never really in his classes.
"Hi." Sammy said to him.
"Hello." Jasmine said in an Australian accent.
"Sup." Shawn said nonchalantly. Zoey invited the three to sit down and they agreed. Soon, the group of five had begun making conversation and Mike felt that for once, he had made some new friends.
"Where is he?"
"There he is!"
"Oh great he's got company!"
"Ugh I guess we'll have to wait till later!"
Mike heard voices coming from down the bleachers. Scott, Duncan, and Alejandro were eying him, as though he had committed a crime. Thankfully, Zoey was too deep in a conversation with Sammy, Shawn, and Jasmine to notice. Mike watched as the three walked away, cursing his 'new friends'. Mike sighed in relief and realized one of the many perks of having friends.
"So Sammy, why is your sister so mean to you?" Zoey asked. "Not to intrude or anything," she added raising her hands in defense. Sammy smiled weakly at her and sighed.
"I'm not really sure. I guess she just thinks she's better than me. She was born before me, that's why she calls me Samey." Sammy explained.
"Wow that's horrible!" Zoey said sympathetically.
"I agree you should stand up to your sister." Jasmine added.
After a long conversation, the bell rang, meaning it was the end of lunch. Mike and
Zoey said goodbye to their friends as they departed in the hallways.
*RING* (the final bell goes off, signaling the end of the day).
Mike and Zoey walked down the hallway together, towards their busses. Once the two arrived outside, they paused in front of their busses and stared at each other for a moment.
"Well, it was really nice meeting you Zoey. I guess I'll see you tomorrow?" Mike said.
"Haha yup! Definitely. It was nice meeting you too Mike." Zoey giggled.
"Oh um by the way...could I maybe...you know...have-"
"My phone number?" Zoey guessed.
"Yeah. You know so we can text and stuff. Cause, I'm always forgetting what the homework was and-"
"It's fine Mike. Sure, I'll give you my number. Here, let me write it down." Zoey ripped off a small piece of paper from her planner and wrote her number on it. "I look forward to seeing you tomorrow! Bye Mike!" Zoey waved as the boarded her bus.
"Bye!" Mike called after her. As soon as she disappeared from his sight, Mike quickly ran inside his bus, and waited impatiently as the bus waited for its last passengers.
At last, the bus closed its doors and Mike slouched in his chair, knowing that
Scott and his friends couldn't harm him now that he was on the bus.
*At Mikes house*
Mike closed the door and ran upstairs to his room. Once inside, he threw his backpack onto the floor and flopped onto his bed. He lay down, staring at the ceiling. 'Wow' Mike thought 'I actually made some friends today...for once; I can't wait to go back tomorrow!' Just then, his phone started buzzing. Mike pulled it out, wondering who it was. He was overjoyed to see that it was Zoey, texting him: "Hi". Mike spent the rest of the evening texting Zoey, and having a great time. When his mother and father came home, Mike told them all about the girl met and how he made some new friends. To Mike, this was turning out to be a great year.