The sun rose over Camp Wawanakwa, yet Chris McClean was nowhere to be seen. Meaning the campers could wake up on their own accord for once.
"Sure is a nice change for Chris to let us sleep in for once," Geoff exclaimed as he stretched out of bed.
It was then that it noticed Bridgette already on the floor in some odd position.
"For you maybe," Bridgette said, "I've gotten into the habit of doing yoga every morning at six."
"Yoga, huh," Geoff muttered as he watched her. "Is it fun?"
"It's more of an exercise," Bridgette explained, "a chance to stretch parts of the body that you don't usually in your usual routine."
"Oh well if it's not fun that why do you bother do it then?" Geoff asked perplexed.
"Not everything in life is about having a party," Bridgette sighed, "but I doubt you could understand that."
Geoff was going to response when they were interrupted by Izzy crying, "Guys I've lost my Zeke, have you seen him."
The blond couple shook their heads.
"Oh this is terrible," Izzy looked panicked. "What if aliens got him? What if he slipped into the parallel dimension?"
Outside Ezekiel sat at the edge of the mountain looking like he was seriously contemplating jumping while Lindsay paced back and forth.
Lindsay's Confessional
I think that it's time for me to get a new persona. I really like being Lindsay, but apparently she's just a clumsy dummy. I need to be someone clever, strong, sneaky, maybe even a little nasty. Someone like Heather. Now what would Heather do in this situation? Oooh, I know, make somebody do something difficult and pointless.
"Ooh, Tyler," Lindsay beckoned.
The jock rushed to side and asked, "What is it, babe?"
"For dinner tonight I was hoping to have lobster," Lindsay said in her sweet voice. "Since you're my big strong boyfriend do you think you could get some for me?"
"Lobster…but," Tyler began, but he stopped when Lindsay shot him a rare angry glance. "Sure, anything for you, babe."
Tyler turned in the other direction and headed for the beach on the south side of the island. He seemed to forget that he was on a mountain, though, and tumbled down the side. Lindsay's face turned to concern as she made to peer over, then she stopped herself.
"That's not what Heather would do," she told herself.
"EZEKIEL!" Izzy cried as she ran into a hug with her forced boyfriend nearly knocking him off the edge.
As Lindsay, Bridgette, and Geoff circled around the two they were suddenly all encased in net.
"What is this?" Bridgette gasped.
"Aliens!" Izzy declared. "I knew they'd be back for me."
At Team Winning West, Gwen was the first to awake. She smiled as she saw DJ snuggling with his pillow, but she sighed when she glanced at Trent who seemed to be having a bad dream. Looking at his pained face made her want to cuddle up with him and kiss him on his soft cheek; yet she knew that she would stir more trouble if she tried to pursue a relationship again.
"Morning, Gwen," Cody whispered from behind her.
"Oh, hi Cody," Gwen replied.
Cody mimed a shush sign and pointed at a sleeping Sierra.
"I'd like to enjoy some time away from her," Cody explained in a hushed voice.
"Do you? Or do you just want to spend some private time with me?" Gwen asked.
"Look, Gwen, I respect you wishes, if you want to be left alone, I'm cool with that," Cody said even as he blushed.
"Cody!" Sierra squealed as she woke up. "Guess what I was dreaming of."
"Uh, me?" Cody suggested as he rolled his eyes.
"Yeah! We must have shared the same dream," Sierra exclaimed. "It just goes to show that we're meant for each other."
Sierra headed for the door and said, "Now I'm going to make your favorite breakfast."
However as she tried to turn the handle she found that the door wouldn't open. She began pounding on it furiously, waking up the other teammates.
"Guys, we're locked in," she cried.
Noah sighed as he was once again squashed between two of the largest contestants. Eliminating Harold had not gained much room, as he was one of the skinnier contestants. The Indian boy decided to get up and stretch out his very stiff back. Beth shivered in her sleeping bag, only Eva looked to be sleeping soundly.
"My team," Noah sighed. "A gang of freakshows and pathetic losers."
"You don't have to be so mean, you know," said Beth, revealing that she actually had been awake.
"Um, hello, this show has turned me into a walking punching bag!" Noah snapped. "When I decided that I was tired to humiliating myself I found that I can't leave and I have to do it all over again. But here's my question, why aren't you more bitter? I mean you practically had the money in the bag in season 2. You saved that brute when you could have just claimed the prize, and people still voted for him. Shouldn't you hate everybody?"
"But there's so many nice people here," Beth protested. "And what do I need money for when I've got a superstar boyfriend waiting for me back home."
"Then why do the show at all?" Noah asked.
"To make friends," Beth exclaimed. "If you stopped seeing the glass half full maybe you could have some friends too. Wanna be friends with me?"
As she asked this she handed him a friendship bracelet.
"Well wouldn't that be the odd couple," Noah scoffed. "Little Miss Sunshine and me, the one sane guy in this island. As much as I'm sure Chris would love that…no."
Beth looked disappointed but she put on a smile and said, "Don't worry, Noah, I'll still help you win."
"Gah, you too?" Noah snapped. "This is why I don't want friends, then no one will vote for me."
The rest of the teammates had awoken by now and were heading outside to see what Chris had planned for them today. They got their answer as they all tumbled into a hole. Noah could only groan as he was absolutely crushed by Owen, who was beneath Sadie.
Courtney was the first to wake up on Team Evil East. She glanced around at the other sleeping contestants. She growled at the sleeping Heather, remembering the constant trouble that she had caused her. She felt her anger increase as she looked at Duncan. Then she saw Alejandro, who was sleeping with his shirt off. She closed her eyes and imagined being embraced with him. Yet as she imagined kissing him she felt like she was kissing Duncan. When she opened her eyes she realized that she was looking at Duncan again.
"Ah beautiful Courtney, waking up to the sight of you is better than waking up to the sunrise itself," praised Justin as he awoke.
Courtney just scoffed at his remark.
"You know, Courtney, I mean every word of that," Justin said. "I know that I might come off as condescending and arrogant, but you are the only girl who has made me feel humble and in awe."
"Thanks, but I've already got a man in my life," Courtney replied curtly.
"Ah, yes, Duncan," Justin exclaimed. "I understand that you still have feelings for him, even after he kissed another girl."
"Not that slob!" Courtney nearly screamed. "Alejandro."
"Oh, the guy who used you then went straight for Heather," Justin laughed sarcastically.
"That's not true!" Courtney pouted. "Our love for each other is true and completely mutual."
"So then I'm guessing you missed the reruns where he confessed to manipulating you and his obvious attraction to Heather," Justin mocked. "And of course your eyes must have been closed when he gave up the million dollars just so he could kiss Heather."
"Shut up!" screamed Courtney as she shoved Justin back onto the bed. "And to think that I almost respected you."
As everyone else was waking up, Courtney stormed outside. Once she exited she was immediately trapped as a tarp swung her up into a tree. Her teammates were enjoying the spectacle and laughing at their captain.
"Stop laughing and get me down!" snapped Courtney.
It was then that Chris showed up in his helicopter with his megaphone in hand.
"In case you haven't figured it out from my obvious examples, today's challenge will based on traps," Chris announced.
"Didn't we already do this like five times?" Heather scoffed.
"Hey look I'm trying to make a profit here, I can't come up with a new theme every single day," Chris replied irritated. "And besides this time you get to be both the hunters and the hunted."
The teammates looked at each other in confusion as they tried to understand what Chris was getting at.
"Each team will be divided," Chris explained. "One half will travel in the counter clockwise direction around the island, trying to find their checkpoint. The other group will be setting up traps to stop other teams from reaching their checkpoints. Points will be given based on how many people you trap and how many you get to the checkpoint. And as usual the losers will have to vote someone off."
With that he departed again and the teams immediately went to action. Team Evil East found two motorboats waiting to take them back to the main island.
"How will we divide ourselves?" Justin asked
"I'll be in charge of making the traps," Courtney declared, "since you'll obviously need my guidance to make something workable."
Everyone groaned but no one protested.
"I'll head for the checkpoint," Justin volunteered, "They'll be so stunned by my currently adequately beautiful body that they'll forget all about the traps."
"Our resident criminal probably knows a few things about prisons, he should work on the building," Heather suggested.
"What? No way!" Courtney protested.
When she realized that she wasn't making a different she grumbled, "Fine, but I get Alejandro too."
Heather grinned to herself when she realized that Duncan and Alejandro would be together; then her smile quickly vanished.
"I guess that leaves me and Katie on the run," Heather said.
Alejandro gave a slight nod to Katie. She returned it with a confused glance. Alejandro sighed and pointed at Heather. Katie pointed at Heather too, and then shrugged.
Alejandro had to sidle up to her and whisper, "Remember, watch Heather."
"Oh, right," Katie exclaimed loudly.
Heather shot an annoyed glance back at her to which she responded with, "Hi Heather."
She was being anything but discreet. Alejandro slapped his palm to his face and sighed.
Down at the south Eva was explaining her plan for the traps.
"I say we cover the beach in pitfalls that are full of sharp pointy rocks," Eva said. "That'll show that team of hotheads."
"But what about Katie?" Sadie gasped horror-struck, then she replied to herself. "Right, Katie's a jerk she deserves this. But she might be mad. Good she should be mad. I hope she can forgive me."
"As if Izzy's multiple personalities weren't enough," Noah scoffed.
"Well since I don't want to be anywhere near Queen Kong when she's ready to rampage, I guess I'll head for the checkpoint," Noah then added.
"Don't worry, little buddy, I'll keep you safe," said Owen was had perked up a bit today.
"Oh I feel so protected already," Noah replied sarcastically.
"And I'll stay with Sadie and Eva," Beth finished.
Beth's Confessional
I may not want to have to trap others, but I should probably stick with Eva so she doesn't go overboard. Also Sadie might need some help too, if she sticks with Eva's attitude she might never get back together with her BFFF and that would be horrible.
"DJ's a fast guy, he should run for the checkpoint," Gwen suggested.
"What! Are you crazy?" Leshawna replied. "DJ's a coward, he'd be crying for Mamma before the other team even had a chance to trap him."
She then added to DJ, "No offense, sugar."
"Well how about Sierra on the trapping team?" Gwen suggested. "A life as a stalker must have given you some instinct on how to trap."
"Oh yeah I've been working on this human sized Chinese Finger Trap for Cody," Sierra declared with delight. "The harder you squirm the tighter it gets."
Cody, obviously disturbed, said, "I volunteer to be on the running team."
"Great, I'll go too," Trent said.
"Um, I'm gonna stay here," Gwen said as she stepped away from the two guys.
"I guess that leaves me to be the last runner," Leshawna declared.
Gwen's Confessional
I think that Cody meant what he said, but I still would rather keep my distance from him. Is it wrong to say that I don't feel the same way about Trent, though? Ugh…scratch that, I'm done with guys. I don't care how dreamy Trent is, or how bad Duncan is. No! Stop! Ugh!
"I'll go for the checkpoint," Bridgette declared. "I've already had my morning warm-up; they won't be able to touch me."
"Yeah, I'll go too," Geoff cheered.
"Are you sure?" Bridgette asked. "I mean you need to take this seriously, if we don't get enough across one of us could go home."
"Yeah, I got it, stop worrying, babe," Geoff said with a reassuring smile.
"Well, I can totally handle the traps," Izzy declared. "I remember this one time I actually caught the Loch Ness Monster. And then he was like, 'I've got a wife kid,' but five minutes after I let him go I realized, 'Wait a minute, how could that guy get a wife? He's got terrible breath.'"
"I'll run with you two, eh," Ezekiel said as he moved over towards Bridgette and Geoff.
"I don't know, Zeke," Bridgette sighed. "This is something that someone with a lot of outdoors experience she do."
"Yo, you gotta let me come, eh," Ezekiel begged in a hushed tone. "I hafta get away from the creep, eh."
"Oh alright," Bridgette sighed. "And that leaves, Lindsay and…where's Tyler?"
"Oh, he's busy," Lindsay answered.
"I won't ask," Bridgette sighed as she made her way down the mountain.
Ezekiel looked nervous about following her, but after a glance back at Izzy he cringed and followed.
Bridgette's Confessional
It's karma really, Ezekiel said that women were useless a couple of seasons ago and now he's got a girlfriend who won't leave him alone. It's what he deserves.
Courtney, Alejandro and Duncan had arrived at the checkpoint for Team Nutty North. The flag with the acorn symbol had been placed in the sand, but the team members would have to run through the grassy field above and climb down to the beach.
"This is perfect," Duncan exclaimed. "The edge of that cliff doesn't look too steady, if we attach some ropes to it we can send the nutcases flying then we get the nets—"
"Hold it!" snapped Courtney. "I'm the leader, so I'll be telling you what to do."
"Alright, Princess, what should we do then?" Duncan replied snidely.
"Well, um…yeah that cliff does look pretty shaky," Courtney repeated. "Maybe we could get some ropes…and then pull it down when the others should up…and get some nets…"
She trailed off but then snapped, "Well, get to work."
Duncan and Alejandro found that Chris had conveniently left various supplies strewn across the beach. Together they started the work on their trap, while Courtney watched from the side. The girl found that her gaze kept drifting to Duncan. His shirt was getting wet with sweat as he skillfully positioned the ropes. Courtney slapped herself out of her daze; yet she needed more.
"Say, Alejandro, I think Duncan can handle this," she began as she approached the boy. "Why don't you and I go off on our own?"
"What for?" Alejandro asked obliviously.
"Well…you know," Courtney tried to sound as suggestive as possible.
Alejandro just blinked and replied, "I'd better stay and work; we want this to be done before the others show up."
As Alejandro turned away from her, Courtney kicked the sand.
Alejandro's Confessional
I'm pretty sure Courtney's still into me, but there's no reason for me to feed that fire now. We're on the same team, and I need 100 percent of my focus on Heather.
"Okay, I've hidden holes all throughout the beach," Eva explained. "Since Beth the wet blanket doesn't like the idea of sharp rocks I've filled them with gravel."
"Well, it's a start I guess," Beth sighed.
"But what if they, like, don't step on any of the holes?" Sadie asked.
"That's where you come in," Eva explained as she tossed the plump girl an air horn. "If they don't look like they're gonna fall, give that a blast and that should startle them into one of the holes."
"But that would be pretty mean to Katie," Sadie mumbled.
"You don't have to do it if it feels wrong," Beth said as she placed an encouraging hand on Sadie's back.
"Yes she does," ordered Eva.
Beth's Confessional
Things are getting worse before they're getting better. Sadie used to be such a nice girl, but after she got separated from Katie she's been acting a little weird. I think that Eva's influence also has something to do with it. That's why it's more important than ever that I convince Eva to be nice.
Sierra had managed to miraculous knit several body-sized finger traps. Gwen and DJ were stringing them throughout the trees in the forest.
"Are you sure these are absolutely necessary?" DJ asked tentatively. "I mean, I'd hate to be stuck in one of these, maybe should try something a little simpler."
"DJ, I know that you're trying to be a good sport," Gwen sighed, "But that attitude just won't cut it in this game; a million dollars is at stake, we need to do what we can to stay ahead. Especially when you're up against people like Heather."
Before anyone could say anything else Sierra gasped, "They're already here!"
The three of them ran into the woods and grabbed a rope attached to one of the traps.
"I could understand doing this Heather," DJ called to Gwen. "But Owen? Come on!"
Like DJ said, the large boy was approaching; been dragged behind him was Noah. As they approached the woods Gwen tugged on her rope. The trap shot down like a charm, yet fell just in front of the duo.
"Wow Noah, that was close," Owen gasped.
"Oh no, I was almost trapped in a sleeping bag," Noah replied sarcastically. "Oh wait, I already was this morning."
Owen was walking more cautiously now. Eventually Noah stepped right under Sierra's trap. She gave it a tug and Noah was about to be stuck. However, in a flash Owen shoved his friend aside, just saving him from the trap.
"Don't worry, little buddy, I told you I got your back," Owen exclaimed.
As Noah rubbed his back where he had been shoved he remarked, "Just leave my front alone and I'll be okay."
The duo then proceeded to move right beneath DJ's trap. DJ watched from his hiding spot, yet his conscience wouldn't let him pull the rope when someone so sweet was underneath his trap.
"DJ, come on," hissed Gwen.
DJ closed his eyes and pulled the rope, but it was already too late; Noah and Owen were safe. It was then that Owen spotted the flag with a question mark on it. He grabbed his friend and charged towards it.
"And we have our first victory," Chris exclaimed as he was lowered from his helicopter.
"Hey they only sent two contestants to the flag," Gwen protested. "We sent three."
"Yep, Team Something South is one man short, so their divisions were a little uneven," Chris explained.
"But that's not fair," groaned Gwen.
"Should have thought of that before you named your team 'Winning West,'" Chris taunted smugly.
Gwen kicked a nearby tree and cursed, "Leshawna."
Gwen's Confessional
After seeing the way Leshawna acted when Harold got kicked off, I began to feel sympathetic for her again. But she still has a bit to answer for. Odds are Chris is going to keep picking on us all because of that stupid name.
"Hey, Lindsay, I could use a little help over here," Izzy called as she tried to ready hold her gigantic net.
She glanced behind her, yet the blond was nowhere to be seen. Izzy briefly considered if the aliens had gotten to her too, but that thought was put on hold when she heard her victims approaching. Leshawna, Trent, and Cody were carefully making their way against the edge of the mountain. Izzy readied her net, yet felt its heavy way slipping out of her sweaty palms. She shot one more seeking look for Lindsay before the net slipped out of her grasp. She managed to catch Leshawna, but it had fallen too soon to nab Trent and Cody.
"You guys go ahead," Leshawna ordered from beneath the net.
Trent and Cody nodded and continued to run through the woods. Izzy banged her head against the stone in frustration. Trent spotted the flag not too far off; it was planted slightly crooked in a mucky area.
"This place looks familiar," Trent began as he approached the flag. "Aw no, it's the quicksand trap."
"That's right," Lindsay laughed from behind a tree. "I threw your flag in there so you'd never get it. I'm, like, so devious."
"That has got to be against the rules," Trent argued as he pulled himself out; luckily he hadn't wandered in too deep before he realized it.
"Actually the rules state that you have to reach your checkpoint," Chris stated as he arrived. "End of story. Period. There's nothing more about moving the flag. So congratulations to Lindsay."
"You could have told me," complained Izzy as she made her way over. "Just think how much more devious our plan could have been if we had worked together."
"Sorry, but you would have just messed it up," Lindsay sniffed.
This shocked everyone into silence.
"I'm working on plans that'll actually, you know, work," Lindsay explained. "Maybe the old Lindsay would have done a mediocre job with Izzy, but this Lindsay is new and improved."
"Oookay," Chris exclaimed. "Well, you're new, I'll give you that."
"Did the aliens tamper with your brain?" Izzy suggested.
Chris just rolled his eyes at her and headed off to watch the next team.
Izzy's Confessional
I don't see why people are so skeptical about aliens. I mean they saw them at Area 51; that was real enough for them. But when crazy ol' Izzy suggests it, it's gotta be ridiculous. Well, something tampered with Lindsay, that much is clear.
"Remember guys, be on the lookout for anything," Bridgette cautioned her companions.
"Got it," they chorused back.
"And I really mean that," Bridgette added. "This team has Heather, Alejandro, Duncan, Courtney, and Justin; that's a lot of evil minds on one team. They're bound to try something tricky."
"Hey there's the flag!" Geoff cheered as he ran forward.
"Geoff, wait," Bridgette called. "Traps!"
Ezekiel wasn't paying much more attention and followed Geoff to the edge of the cliff.
"We just need to climb down and get to the flag," Geoff exclaimed as he prepared to climb.
"Wait, wait," Bridgette groaned. "We're probably playing right into their plan."
"And pull!" Courtney ordered.
Suddenly the tip of the cliff began to shake. Before any of them had a time to react they were crashing down the side of the cliff.
"Okay, just keep your balance," Bridgette said more to herself than her friends. "It's just like surfing."
Bridgette waited for the last minute, then leapt off the large piece of rock that had crumbled off. She managed to roll into the sand unharmed. She raced for the flag and let out a victory cry as she grabbed it. Then she turned around and saw that Duncan and Alejandro had tossed a net around Geoff and Ezekiel.
Geoff's Confessional
Bridgette's been acting really angry lately. She used to be such an easy-going gal; I wonder what's going on. Did I do something to offend her, I think she's forgiven me since Total Drama Aftermath, so what else have I done now. Well, I'm trying my best so maybe she's the one who needs to lighten up.
Katie knew that she was supposed to be watching Heather, yet she couldn't keep her eyes off Justin. The sun seemed to sparkle off of his dark skin.
"Remember, you two," Heather ordered, "keep an eye out for tra-aaaaa—"
Heather suddenly tumbled into a hole hidden by leaves and sand.
"Ow, why is there gravel down here?" she complained.
Meanwhile Beth and Sadie watched from the boathouse.
"Okay, looks like I'm up next," Sadie said nervously.
"You don't have to do this if you don't want to," Beth urged. "We've already caught Heather, and I'm sure that Owen and Noah can handle whatever they're facing."
As she said the last part her face said otherwise. Sadie looked up and saw Katie cuddling with Justin for "protection." She felt a rage come over her and she slammed down on the air horn. The blast was deafening.
"What the!" Katie yelped as she jumped back.
She ended up shoving Justin into another hole and went tumbling after him.
"Well I guess there are worse thing to land on," Katie managed to giggled as she felt Justin's soft skin.
"My…back," Justin wheezed.
"Alrighty then, that about wraps things up," Chris announced. "I'll see you all at Chef's cabin to discuss the results."
After much untrapping, all the contestants were ready to hear their results.
"Let's start with last week's losers, Team Something South," Chris announced. "Very impressive work, Noah and Owen, you managed to both make it to the checkpoint. And the rest of you, the traps were a complete success. Full points."
The team rejoiced in high fives and cheers; even Noah and Eva, in their own stoic manners.
"Team Nutty North," Chris continued, "You guys scored three captures thanks to Lindsay not listening to orders and bending the rules."
This sent several irritated stares at the blond.
"But when it came to getting to the flag, only one of you made it," Chris added. "Next up, Team Evil East. I'm disappointed in you guys. All three of your runners failed, and you only managed to catch Geoff and Ezekiel; and let's face it, that's no big deal."
"Hey," snapped Geoff.
"You guys would be the lowest scorers," Chris chided, "if it wasn't for Team Winning West."
Heather shot a smug smile at Leshawna and Gwen.
"You guys couldn't even catch Noah and Owen," Chris sighed. "And all three of you were trapped in some way or another. I'm afraid I'll be seeing your tonight for a marshmallow ceremony."
Team Winning West let out a collective sigh of disappointment.
Gwen's Confessional
The question we have to ask ourselves now is, "Who's contributing the least?"
Trent's Confessional
Yeah, Leshawna screwed up on the team name, but I'd hate to have to send her home. She's such a nice person.
DJ's Confessional
Aw man, I've been dreading this moment. How can I claim to be a good sport when I have to betray one of my friends and vote them off?
That night Chris and the campers arrived for the second marshmallow ceremony of the season.
"You guys got lucky yesterday, but I knew that I'd be seeing you here sooner or later," Chris mocked as he revealed his plate of five marshmallows. "It was a close call with the votes, but there's one clear loser who stands above the rest."
The campers each shot quick nervously glances at one another.
"The first marshmallow goes to," Chris began, "Gwen."
Gwen caught hers eagerly, then sent an apologetic smile to her friends.
"Up next, it's Sierra," Chris announced.
The girl squealed with joy as she caught her marshmallow.
"Trent, Cody, well done," Chris said as he tossed two more.
Leshawna and DJ both looked at each other nervously.
"The final marshmallow goes to," Chris started yet paused.
The two campers hugged each other in anticipation. Their knees knocked and their brows sweated.
"Leshawna," Chris announced. "Sorry, DJ, but you know what they say, 'Nice guys finish last.' Or in this case, second to last."
DJ sighed as he got up, "Sorry guys, I let you down."
His expression was enough to make everyone feel sorry. Sierra ran over to give the big guy a hug. Leshawna followed suit and soon DJ was embraced in a group hug.
As DJ got onto the Boat of Losers he called out, "Try to play fair."
No one laughed this time; Gwen called back, "We'll try."
As the campers headed back, Chris concluded, "Well now, don't tell me you weren't expecting that sooner or later. This show is about drama, not compromise and friendships. But with DJ gone can Team Winning West actually live up to their name? Or will I be able to thwart them for good? Is Sadie and Katie's friendship doomed…and I mean for real this time? And why do I get the feeling that we forgot something?
"Lindsay, you can't just do your own thing," Bridgette said. "We're a team we need to work together."
"Well it worked," Lindsay replied, "So I don't see what you're complaining about."
The team was interrupted when Tyler burst in. The jock was soaking wet and covered with scratches.
"I…got your…lobster…Lindsay," he exclaimed as he collapsed on the floor. "He put up quite a fight, but I got him and cooked him up good."
"Thanks Tyler," Lindsay said in a sweet tone, then added in her new voice, "And by the way, we're through!"
Lindsay's Confessional
So maybe breaking up with Tyler was a little harsh, but look at Heather, Courtney, and Lesarah; they all hold grudges. It must be like a sign of intelligence or something. Anyway I can't forgive Tyler for laughing at me; I've got to the smart thing, even if it feels wrong.