Here's my 4th chapter to Total Drama High school. Apparently people like this more than my other Total Drama story so I will be working on this a little more, but I will most definitely work on my first story and finish it. I DO intend on doing that. But, for right now, I'm kinda in the mood to work on this, so here you are, chapter 4!

EP 4

*Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!*

Mike opened his eyes groggily and stared at his ceiling for a moment, as though in a trance. Slowly, he sat up, and rubbed his eyes. He sat there silently for a moment, before looking at his alarm clock, the object that had woken him up, that was now sounding its alarm. His eyes then locked onto the screen of the clock that read: 6:45 AM. 'Shoot! I'm gonna be late!' he thought.

Mike jumped out of his bed, almost tripping on his sheets, and opened his drawers. He quickly threw on some jeans, a blue shirt, and some sneakers before running into the bathroom. Then, he hastily brushed his teeth, and did his hair the way he liked it (spiked in the front).

"Mike! Mike you're going to be late! Hurry up and get down here so you can eat your breakfast!" Mike's mother called up to him from the kitchen. Mike hopped out of the bathroom and leapt down the stairs. When he reached the bottom, he ran into the kitchen and grabbed a Pop-Tart from the cupboard (where they kept them).

He looked at the watch on his wrist quickly; it read 6:55 AM. Mike wolfed down the rest of his Pop-Tart and began throwing his books into his backpack hurriedly. Binders, Folders, textbooks, and notebooks were all tossed into his backpack in an unorganized manner. Mike then threw the backpack onto his shoulders and kissed his mother goodbye (His father had already left for work so he couldn't say goodbye to him).

Outside, it was a normal day in the end of summer and the beginning of fall. The temperature read about somewhere between 70 degrees and 80 degrees. Some of the trees had already begun losing their green tint, and the brown, yellow, and red colors were starting to show. The gust of wind created by Mike's shoes as he ran down the sidewalk towards the bus stop sent a group of leaves flying in the wind. As he ran down the path, he could see up ahead kids boarding the bus. 'Oh c'mon give me a break! Don't leave don't leave!' Mike pleaded as he neared the bus.

As if on cue, the bus closed its doors and started pulling away just as Mike was 10 feet away. Mike slowed down into a walk as he sadly watched the bus pull away and drive down the street. 'UGH! Great, today's going to be just awesome I can already tell…' Mike thought aggravated. Reluctantly, he turned towards the path that led to his school, and began walking slowly towards it, kicking stones and tin cans along the way.

*20 Minutes later, at Stanford High*

The hallways of Stanford High were crowded with students, who were waiting for their next class. Zoey was sitting in front of her locker, waiting for Mike. 'Where's Mike? He didn't respond to my texts last night…I hope he's ok…' Zoey thought worriedly. Unfortunately, Mike was the opposite of 'all right' at the moment. He had deep bags under his eyes, his hair was slightly messed up (because of his rushing), and his shoe was untied, giving him a drained look. Slowly, he trudged up the stairs, dragging his feet as though they were tied to 100 pound weights.

Mike wandered through the hallway carelessly, while ignoring the snickers from Duncan and Scott when they shouted at him, "What's a matter? Miss your beauty sleep?" Finally, he reached his locker, and dropped his backpack and sluggishly began putting the combo into his lock.

"Mike? Are you ok?" Came a voice from behind him. Mike turned around and saw Zoey standing behind him, holding books close to her chest and wearing a worried look on her face. It was nice to know that she cared about him.

"Huh? Oh…yeah I'm fine…I'm fine, really." Mike assured her, trying to fake a smile. Zoey nodded, but knew that something was indeed wrong. It was unlike her to press into someone's personal problems, and to her, it looked like Mike was going through one. She couldn't have been more wrong, however. Zoey knelt down next to Mike and helped him load his things into his locker. At one point, the two of them grabbed the same book and touched hands. Although Mike was exhausted and a lot of the color in his face was drained, he blushed (just as Zoey had). The two of them sat there for a moment, in ecstasy.

*Rrrriiiiinnnngggg* (The school bell goes off)

"O-Oh, hehe sorry." Mike said still blushing.

"Oh no really its fine! Haha." Zoey said rubbing her arm nervously. Mike picked up his backpack and walked with Zoey to their first period. On their way there, they could barely keep their eyes off each other.

*In Mr. Franklin's classroom/Chemistry*

"Alright class, today we will be continuing yesterday's lab. So, go to your lab area, and fill out your lab packets." Everyone immediately grabbed their partners and went to the lab zone that they still had to work on to complete the lab. Mike and Zoey headed to the ooblek lab; a lab about making ooblek (a slimy thing that resembled Silly Putty.

"Awesome! I saw some of the ooblek things that the other kids made from the other Chemistry class! I can't wait to make ours, can you Mike?" Zoey looked over to Mike, who had his head in his hand and his eyes closed. "Mike? Are you asleep?" Mike's eyes shot open when Zoey poked him.

"HUH? What? Huh? Oh…sorry I'm…I'm just a little tired….what did you say?" Mike asked rubbing his eyes.

"Nothing, just that I'm excited to do this lab. It looks fun." Zoey repeated. Mike nodded and grabbed his pen and lab packet. "Anyways, it looks like we just have to follow these instructions and we'll make this 'ooblek' thing. K?" She asked Mike. He nodded half asleep, and the two got to work. Before long, they had created the sticky substance and were writing down notes on how they created it, and what it was made out of. After they had completed that section, they waited for Mr. Franklin to announce that they switch lab stations.

While they were waiting, Mike poked at the ooblek. Zoey laughed as she watched him poke it. Mike smiled back at her, and picked up the ooblek.

"Wow it feels weird…" Mike reclaimed, moving it from side to side in his hands. Suddenly, a small bit of the ooblek separated from the rest and landed on his shirt. "Shoot! Aw man this is my best shirt!" he exclaimed, trying to rub it off. Zoey giggled,

"Haha you've got to be more careful butterfingers." Mike smiled back at her, and flicked a small bit of the ooblek on his hand onto her arm. "Hey!" The two of them laughed at the mess they had created until Mr. Franklin announced to move stations. They happily cleaned up their lab zone, and moved onto the next area. They worked together for the rest of the period, and completed their lab. On their way out, they handed in their labs to Mr. Franklin and moved on to their next period.

As usual, Mike and Zoey walked to gym together, laughing and joking all the way. And just as they did the other two days, they separated when they reached the boys/girls locker rooms.

*Girls Locker Room*

Zoey walked into the locker room, expecting to hear Amy abusing Samey. Instead, she got total silence. Wondering why that was, she looked at the lockers that the twins had (which were right next to each other) and noticed that they were not there. 'Hmmm….I wonder where they are.' Zoey pondered. She really missed Samey as being one of her few friends, and hoped that they could be friends again without Amy getting in the way.

Zoey turned back to her locker and stowed her books inside.

*Boys Locker Room*

Mike tossed his backpack onto the bench before being confronted by Scott.

"Good to see ya Mike. Lose some sleep?" He asked, rhetorically.

"Leave me alone Scott. Not today." Mike said ignoring him. Scott chortled.

"Oh ho-ho! You think this is up to you? No, no, no my friend, you don't make the rules around here." Scott said shaking his finger.

"Oh what, you do?" Mike responded, raising his voice.

"Hey, I would mind what I say if I were you. Or else I might consider telling a certain someone that-"

"Yeah, yeah I get it. Fine. I'll shut up." Mike said and turned towards the door of the boy's locker room. Scott watched him go disdainfully. 'Hmm…he's getting a little resistant…I might have to teach him a lesson or two…and I think I know a certain someone that can help me with this. Humph, it's not going to be easy though…' Scott planned maliciously.

*Back in the Hallway*

Mike threw open the doors from the boy's locker room and met Zoey outside in the hallway. The two sat against the wall together and waited for Mrs. Hernias to appear. To all of the student's surprise, Principal McLean appeared instead. There he stood, in his khaki pants and blue shirt, while wearing black shades in front of all the students.

"Hey kids! Ready for a fun day of the obstacle course?" He asked them. Nobody spoke up, however, so he took that as a yes. "All right then! Everyone, upstairs. Mrs. Hernias and I will be waiting for you." Mr. McLean instructed. Everyone followed his instructions without hesitation, and climbed up the stairs. Soon, they all stood on the outskirts of the obstacle course in their teams that were created by Mrs. Hernias.

"Nice to see you here Mr. McLean." Mrs. Hernias said.

"Nice to be here Mrs. Hernias. Just wanted to see how the kids were doing." He replied happily. From where Mike was standing, he could just make out Scott whispering into Alejandro's ear, "I'll bet he's just here to laugh at our pain." Alejandro nodded in agreement. Mr. McLean then sat down into a nearby chair and told Mrs. Hernais to act as though he wasn't even there. She nodded, and told the two teams to send their next person up on the obstacle course.

Mike and Zoey's team sent up Trent against the other team's Courtney. The two lined up at the starting line and prepared to race, while waiting for the signal from Mrs. Hernias. A few seconds passed, and then she shouted 'GO!' Trent and Courtney quickly dashed off the starting line towards the balance beams. The two were quite equal in speed, and arrived around the same time.

"Give up Trent; I'm going to win this one!" Courtney said confidently.

"No way! I'm going to win for my team!" Trent replied. Once they reached the hurtles, Courtney started taking the lead. Soon, she had a pretty significant lead over Trent, and was dashing for the spring board. Trent finally made his way through the hurtles, and started running after Courtney for his spring board.

Now only a few feet away, Courtney jumped as high as she could to get the highest and most accurate bounce over the pile of mats. With her legs tucked underneath her, she launched over the mats safely, but unfortunately landed on her arm. There was a sickening crack as Courtney made contact with the glossy wooden floor of the gym.

"OOOWW!" She screamed as she rolled on the floor in pain.

"Ooh hoho! What do we have here? An injury?" Chris asked as though this was the most interesting thing that had happened so far. Trent walked over to Courtney and tried to help her up.

"OW!" She screamed again after trying to stand up. Her arm had turned an unusual purple. Mrs. Hernias rushed over to her and took a look at her arm, while Chris looked on from overhead. Mrs. Hernias helped Courtney up and began leading her to the nurses office.

"Well! That's gotta be the most interesting thing I've seen all day, Bravo Courtney Bravo!" Courtney turned her head around to face her, and scowled.

"You'll hear from my parent's lawyers Principal McLean!" Courtney said raising her fist in the air. Chris suddenly became pale and jumped out of his chair.

"Woah! Woah! Woah! N-Now, l-let's just wait a moment!" Chris shouted after her while following them out the room.

"Hey! What're we gonna do?" Scott called after Principal McLean. McLean poked his head from around the corner and smiled weakly.

"Oh, um…just wait in the hallway next to the locker rooms till the period ends. There's only a little time left anyway. See ya later!" Principal McLean then disappeared around the corner, leaving the students in the abandoned Gym. Zoey leaned in next to Mike and whispered,

"I don't really think that Principal McLean is very responsible…" Mike nodded in agreement.

*20 Minutes later (beginning of next period)*

Later on, Mike had said goodbye to Zoey, and was on his way to English. On his way up the stairs, he spotted Cameron.

"Hey Cam!" Mike said running up the stairs to catch up to him. Cameron turned around to face him and waved to him.

"Hey Mike! What's up?"

"Hey, um, I was wondering if we were still gonna talk about my, um, problem today at lunch?" Mike wondered excitedly. Cameron frowned and avoided staring at Mike.

"Um…I don't know Mike. Scott said he would do something bad if I continued to help. I don't know if we should keep doing this. I mean, you know, this is probably better for the both of us! Right?" Cameron tried to convince him. Mike looked both shocked and utterly left down. 'What? No! Not when I'm so close to getting control of my personalities! Plus, if Zoey finds out…!' Mike quickly grabbed Cameron by the shoulders (shocking him) and looked at him wide eyed,

"Cam, please! You have to help me, you're the only one who can! Otherwise I'll just go back to being made fun of! Plus, I don't want Zoey to know! Please!"

"Don't you think that lying to Zoey would just lead to further problems down the road? I think it would be better if you came clean. Then, Scott wouldn't be able to blackmail you, and then you wouldn't have to keep lying to Zoey. I'm sure Zoey would love you the way you are." Cameron explained. Mike shook his head.

"No, No, No…I don't want to take the chance…I really want her to like me…" Mike replied.

"Alright Mike I'll keep doing it. So far, all I've found out is that when you loose your shirt, you become Vito. When you put on a fedora, you become Manitoba Smith. When you become in an obstacle challenged environment, you turn into Svetlana, and when you get frustrated, you become Chester." Mike nodded as he registered this information in his head. "So…I guess right now just try to avoid becoming frustrated, keep your shirt on, avoid putting on hats, and try to sit out in gym…as weird as it sounds." Cameron instructed. Mike nodded. Both Mike and Cameron continued up the stairs and entered English class.

*After English class/At lunch*

Just like the previous days, Mike met with Zoey, Jasmine and Shawn on the field during lunch. They talked about their classes and upcoming tests/quizzes. Surprisingly, Mike noticed, he had not run into Scott or Duncan (Alejandro was in the hospital after Sierra messed him up) at all that much today. Mike thought for a moment, 'Hmm…that's not right…usually Scott's here by now….'

"Hey Mike! You alright?" Zoey asked him. She had noticed him thinking by himself.

"What? Oh yeah of course. By the way, I was wondering if we could…ya know…maybe hang out on Saturday? My parents are having a small party to meet our new neighbors, ya know because we just moved here…so I was wondering if you'd like to come. And Shawn and Jasmine, you guys are invited too!" Zoey explained. Shawn and Jasmine high-fived,

"Yeah we're totally in!" They said together. Mike smiled at Zoey and answered,

"Of course. What time?"

"5 o'clock. And thanks for saying yes!" Zoey said. Back in here old town, when her parents threw a party, all of the people that Zoey invited didn't show up. Thankfully, this time, she had three reliable friends that were going to see her there.

Lunch ended rather quicker than both Mike and Zoey could believe, and before they knew it, they were leaving 8th period and packing their backpacks next to their lockers.

"Shoot! I'm late for the bus! Sorry Zoey gotta go!" Mike said waving goodbye to Zoey.

"Ok! See you later!" She called back to him. Mike ran down the hallway and the stairs to the first floor of Stanford High. He quickly ran through the doors after pushing them open, and made it just in time to see his bus leave without him. 'Oh come on! That's twice today!' Mike said. Zoey walked up from behind him and patted him on the shoulder.

"Hey Mike. Sorry, I saw your bus leave. Do you want to walk home with me? You know, if that's ok with you…" Zoey offered.

"Oh yeah! Totally, thanks!" Mike practically laughed as his face turned red.

"Great! C'mon it's this way."

"Oh good, my house is that way too." Mike said, relieved that his house was in the same direction. Mike and Zoey walked together down the sidewalk by themselves. Once in a while, they would laugh together at a joke either of them made, and would smile at each other. For minutes on end, they would stare into each other's eyes. They were walking on an old street that nobody used behind a hardware store when, out of nowhere, Scott, Heather, Duncan, Amy, Sugar, and Jo hopped out from behind an alley way.

"Um…do you want something?" Zoey asked them.

"Wow. You were right Scott. She IS desperate for friends!" Heather snickered.

"Um, excuse me?!" Zoey said, shocked.

"Haha, totally. Look, she's already made friends with Sammy, Jasmine, and best of all, Multiple Mike!" Duncan laughed.

"Haha! Yeah! Not to mention her fashion style! Look at that! What's up with your stupid haircut? And what's up with that flower? Haha this isn't the retro age anymore looser! Seriously!" Heather laughed.

"W-What? N-Nothing's wrong with my hair! Nothing's wrong!" Zoey said beginning to cry.

"Zoey?" Mike asked her worriedly. She ignored his question, and turned around and ran away. "ZOEY! WHERE ARE YOU GOING?" Mike asked her as she ran off. "Arrrgh! Scott I swear you'll regret doing that.

"Oh I don't think I will. Jo? Duncan?" Before Mike knew what was happening, Jo and Duncan grabbed Mike by the arms. "C'mon Mike. Let's go take a walk!" Scott said laughing. Duncan and Jo started dragging him into the alleyway.

"No! NO!" Mike shouted in defiance. Both of Scott's henchmen tossed Mike into the wall and when Scott arrived, the three of them started beating down on him.

'Why? What have I don't to deserve this?!' Mike thought to himself.

*Inside Mike's mind*

"Oh no! Mike is in trouble!" Svetlana worried.

"Dos punks are gonna pay! Lemme at em lemme at em!" Vito said rolling up his imaginary sleeves and pacing back and forth.

"We've gotta do somethin!" Chester said.

"Chester's right!" Manitoba agreed. Before any of them could act, however, a dark haze filled the room (Mike's mind) and maniacal laughing rang out.

"Oh no! The malevolent one! He's back! Again!" Svetlana cried out. A dark shadow appeared on the somewhere outside the room, in the resemblance of Mike, but with his hair down. Soon, the shadow began taking physical form. Rising up from the floor. Soon, a dark shadowed figure appeared. First, it looked up and around its surroundings, and said,

"So…I've been brought back. Perfect. PERFECT! MWAHAHAHAHA!" he laughed.

*Outside Mike's mind*

"Alright. I think that he's had enough. C'mon, let's get out of here. Besides, I'm hungry." Scott said and signaled Duncan and the others to follow. Before long, they had walked out of earshot, and Mike opened his eyes slowly. Excruciatingly painful cuts and bruises were all over his body, sending waves of pain whenever he moved.

'Ugh….I've…I've got to…I've got to find Zoey…I…I need to make sure…she's ok….' Mike thought as he slowly stood himself up. Once standing up, Mike started making his way to her house (she told him where she lived before).

*At Zoey's house*

Zoey stared at the mirror, tears streaming down her face. A pile of tissues lay on the floor, as she wiped the tears from her face. The two hairbands she used to hold up her ponytails were on the floor, and her flower was tossed onto the counter. 'I'm not…I don't look stupid right? My hair is fine the way it is right? Right...Oh who am I kidding…Heather's right…I'm horrible…how could I believe that people would actually accept me here…' Zoey cried. 'Why….Why….WHY?!' Zoey scrounged up her face, 'I…can't…TAKE IT! WHO CARES ABOUT WHAT THEY SAY! TO BAD! I DON'T CARE WHAT THEY THINK ABOUT ME!' Zoey suddenly ripped off the bottom part of her shirt, and tied it around her head. Then, she took some mascara and wiped it on her face like war paint. "TOMORROW, I WILL-" Before she could continue her rant, the doorbell rang.

"GOOD, they're back. This time I can give them a little lesson about what happens when you mess with me and my friends!" Zoey marched downstairs and approached the door. "Get ready to taste the wrath of-" Zoey stopped, and her eyes widened. There, on her doorstep, as a severely beaten up Mike.

"Z-Zoey…you're ok…good…" Mike then collapsed into her arms. All angry thoughts suddenly disappeared and Zoey became completely worried.

"MIKE! Don't worry! I've got you, here; I'll lead you to the couch." Zoey led Mike to the couch with his arm around her shoulder. She gently laid him down and ran back upstairs to get some Band-Aids from her medicine cabinet. When she got back down, Mike's eyes were practically closed, and he looked as though he had fallen asleep. "Here Mike, I'll put these on your cuts." One by one, Zoey put Band-Aids on the giant cuts on his face and arms.

On the top of Mike's forehead, was a giant cut. Zoey noticed its tremendous size, and quickly ran to her bathroom. She grabbed a small towel, and wet it with some water. Soon, she came back and started dabbing the cut on his forehead to clean the cut. Suddenly, Mike's eyes opened and he opened his mouth to say something.

"What Mike? What is it?" She asked him. Mike's mouth was still open, as though he was muted. Finally, he found his voice.

"W-Where's y-y-your flower." Mike said.

Zoey didn't know what to say. For 5 minutes, she sat there next to him, speechless.

"W-Where is y-your flower?" He repeated. Zoey found her voice and frowned,

"I took it off…But that doesn't matter we have to get you better-"

"You d-didn't take it off 'cause H-h-heather said it looked bad did you?" Mike asked her. Zoey turned away from him and grabbed her arm nervously.

"W-Well I…" Mike coughed and smiled weakly.

"D-Don't listen to her...Y-You look p-perfect with it on…Y-You're beautiful." Mike said. Zoey's cheeks turned red as she blushed. "D-don't change Zoey…d-don't change…" Mike said before slowly passing out. Zoey quickly checked his heartbeat and found that it was stable, and relaxed.

Zoey took good care of Mike for the next 20 minutes. All thoughts of what Heather and the others had said to them were soon washed out of her mind, as it was now completely focused on taking care of Mike. After she finished, and gave Mike a small kiss on his forehead, and called his parents.

*10 Minutes later*

Later on, Mike's parents arrived thanked her for taking good care of him. Mike's parents thanked her one last time before driving Mike back home. Zoey watched their car disappear down the corner, and walked back inside.

That night, Zoey made her way back to her bathroom and picked up her hair bands and flower. Looking in the mirror, she put them back on and smiled. She then walked back down the stairs and sat down on the couch Mike was laying on. 'Thank you Mike. I'm going to make this up to you. I promise.' She thought.

Ok well there it is. Probably the most intense episode so far. Now I'm not sure how this will have turned out to viewers, whether it is corny, or just stupid, but I hope that this came out romantic enough. Plus, I hope that everything makes sense, and it's not just a bunch of random sentences thrown together. Anyway, tell me what you think!