Ok so I got this really awesome review on this story telling me what I should and shouldn't do. Ok so I am going to try not using abbreviations. It might be a little hard because that is how I usually talk. So anyways back to the story. I do not own TDI/TDA or Québec (city).

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~A Really Bad Start~

"The plane is now about to land so please get your selves ready. Thank you." The flight attendant called over the speaker. I sighed and put the book I currently was reading away. "Just think about it." I thought "A couple days ago I was at home sitting on my bed in Québec with not one thing to do and now I am on my way back to Total Drama Island and going to see all my old friends… and Duncan." My heart skipped a beat at the mention of his name. I cannot believe it has really been 8 years since I last saw or heard of him. I wonder how he has been doing. Well I better get going the plane just landed and people are starting to get up and "Ouch" some guy just hit me in the back with a suit case. How dare he! I was a CIT! I will sue!

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After getting my entire luggage and getting on the same yacht we arrived on to the island last time. I was finally back at Camp Wawanakwa hopefully for the last time. "Here comes Courtney." I heard the familiar show host voice say. I looked up to see Chris, sighing I jumped off the boat and walked over to the other "campers" that arrived (Beth, DJ, Bridgette, Geoff, and Lindsey.) Good he is not hear yet.

You know you miss him.

Do not!

Do too!

I DO NOT!

Yes you do

What do you know?

I'm you so I know as much as you do.

Whatever. I do not like him.

Stop denying it. You still love him, but he probably already moved on.

'He probably already moved on' the words hurt more then I would have thought they would. "Courtney are you even listening to me?" I guess I was talking to myself for a while since Bridgette was looking at me with a concern/annoyed expression on her face. "Sorry Bridge. I guess I kind of had black out." "You think! Look around you." I look around to see that practically everyone was there, except Duncan. Just how long was I talking to myself? "Fichu" I cursed "de quelle longueur était I parlant me?" Everyone gave me this funny look as if to say 'What on Earth is she saying?' then I realized I just spoke in French. Ha, and my little sister says I suck in French! I felt a tap on my shoulder and turn around to see Duncan staring at me. "What did you just say?" "I said 'Fichu de quelle longueur était I parlant me?' did you not hear me?" he was now giving me this very annoyed look "No I heard you loud and clear. Just what does it mean?" So he doesn't know French that's good. I can tell him how much I hate him and he would never know what I am saying.

Or you could tell him how much you missed him and want him back.

Great now my inner voice is teasing me. "Campers it is time to go to your original cabins and get ready for tonight." Chris yelled "Why? What are we doing tonight?" Gwen asked "You'll see!" and with that said he just walked away. Duncan gave me this we'll talk later look and walked off. Bridgette seeing this gave me the same look and she to walked off. Great this was a good start.

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So tell me how you liked this chapter. And if you are wondering what Courtney said I'll tell you. She said "Damn how long was I talking to myself?" So yeah….Reviews and flames welcomed.