And what happens if you write a bad chapter? You get no reviews.

Anyway, I have spent a week mainly in horror at the blandness that is school. Methinks I'll mainly post on weekends now, with an occasional random post if I happen to be inspired. Fat chance.

So, hopefully this chapter will work out better! (And hopefully, I can think of a better challenge...)

Disclaimer: I don't think I could put anything here that would surprise you. Well, not without lying...

Happy reading!

"Last time on Total Drama Tournament: I created the most awesome challenge of all time and everybody hated it. The ungrateful bastards. I might just think about voting two people off this time. Team Dizzy won the challenge, and Team Starlight lost it, earning their first loss. Beth got voted off after she screamed some stuff out that she probably shouldn't. Hehe... And now I've got the best new challenge, you guys! Really!"

"Ugh. Well, this is annoying." Courtney said while her teammates ate "breakfast". "You guys, we lost Beth. We lost a person. I wanted a super team! I didn't wanna lose people! We have got to keep the upper hand!" Geoff tried to shoot some... food off of his spoon, but it latched onto the spoon. "Might wanna consider voting her off!" Duncan said as he walked by. "Argh! And we especially don't have time for you!" "Calm yourself, princess." Duncan walked on, until Gwen appeared out of nowhere. "What was that?", she asked, her eyebrow raised. "Whaddaya mean?" Duncan asked. "You called her princess." "So?" "You only call her princess when you're into her." "Seriously Gwen? I thought I was rid of these kinds of accusations after I broke up with Courtney..."

"Do not, in any way, compare me with Courtney." Gwen said, walking away. Duncan scratched the back of his head.

[I knew he still had feelings for her! I don't get it! She's a bossy, neurotic, crazy, demanding, high-maintenance...] - Gwen

[...broody, unfocused, hopeless, selfish, boyfriend kissing...] - Courtney

[...lawyer-using, screaming, over-controlling, list-making...] - Gwen

[...lazy, disrespectful, unable to make a list...] - Courtney

[...Women.] - Duncan

"Guys! What do you have against Gwen?" Cody asked. "She gets all weird! She cannot join our alliance in a million years, which is probably how long she'll live. I mean, I can't even do a backflip in our cabins without her freaking out. She is psycho. Kettle!" Izzy yelled, although she had the brains to keep quiet during the "alliance" part. "She thinks she's the most important person around. All wrapped up in the middle of her romantic triangle." Eva grumbled. Noah smirked at her. "Aw, does the steroid bomb feel lonely? Does the steroid bomb want a boyfri-" "You better shut it if you care about your face!" Eva yelled as she jumped up, drawing the attention of the other campers. Noah just smirked as she sat back down. "I agree, actually. I know the show is called "Total Drama", but she's just too much." 'And she's all you think about...'

"You're being mean. She's not that bad..." Cody said softly. "She kinda is." Noah said, although a part of him felt like chewing Gwen out even further. But he wasn't gonna do that. Maybe when Gwen was on the Boat of Losers and he was saying it to her face.

"You guys, we have got to keep strong! We have the least campers left out of any of the teams, and we haven't won a single challenge so far! We've got to get it together now. Let's win the next challenge! Who's with me?" Justin said to his teammates. He was met with a mediocre response. "Yeah, whatever, dude..." Duncan said, twiddling his knife around. "If you say so..." Trent said. "Sadie?" Justin said. "...Oh my god... yaaay..." Sadie drawled. Justin screamed and ran off.

Alejandro smirked as he saw Justin run off. The rash-inducing powder he replaced part of Justin's nightly ritual with was a good idea. He walked over to where Sadie was sitting. "Hello, my dear. Are you ready for another challenge?" Sadie perked up as Alejandro spoke. "Oh my god, yes! I hope it's something fun..." "It's Chris, so probably not. I wish you the best anyway, mi amor." Sadie squeed as Trent and Duncan made vomit-y noises.

Alejandro then walked back to his teammates. Heather was watching him with his arms crossed. "Why do you always give these pep talks to people of other teams?" Alejandro raised an eyebrow. "Oh, I'm sorry. Go Heather, all the way!" Heather groaned and walked away. "Damn, if we lose, and I'll try to, I am so gonna vote her off. Sister needs to take several chill pills." Leshawna said, shaking her head. "Well, that's not a good attitude, now, is it?" Alejandro said. "We have to work together as a team, and we're supposed to be the best team there is! We've got to fight and we have to be strong! How else are we gonna make it to the end? We fight!" Alejandro continued right as Justin walked by. Justin proceeded to sigh while applying more powder onto his face, trying to erase the damage caused by the rash.

"Oh my god, yeah!" Katie said, and Sierra cheered. Leshawna giggled. "Alright then, I guess I can try and win. For the team. Not for you, because you're heinous and evil and..." Leshawna couldn't find the words as Alejandro smiled at her.

"Campers! Teens! Dweebs! I come bearing a challenge!" Chris said. "Uh oh." DJ exclaimed. "Don't worry DJ, even you would like this one! You are going to organize a killer party for some celebrity friends of mine!" Several of the people squealed or cheered. Sounded like a better challenge already. "You have to do so right here, on separate parts of the island. The stuff you need will be found at your specific area." Chris continued. "Oh, and the guests will be unstyled. You're gonna have to do that yourself, because these people do not want to be seen on camera without hair and make-up!"

"Yay!" Lindsay squealed. Courtney glared at her. "Yay? Remember what happened when you tried to do a fashion show with Tyler in France?" "Oh, but that was a fashion show! That was all about moving forward, taking it to a new level! Now I'm just gonna make 'em look good."

"And you're good at that!" Chris said. "Of course, it's not gonna be as easy as just setting up a party. There's gonna be some obstacles in your way, so be careful!" "Oh, what, now there's gonna be bombs between the make-up?" "You'll see..."

[A party challenge! Oh, I've been dreaming of this day... Oh, and all the celebrities too!] - Lindsay

[Ugh. A party challenge? You have got to be kidding me. I don't do parties.] - Noah

[You know, Geoff always told me he'd bring me to a party, and he never did. You know what? I'm gonna make this a killer party!] - Gwen

[You know what, this might actually be fun for a change! Ooh, maybe I'll meet Beyonce!] - Leshawna

[A PARTY! WHOO! TIME TO GET TO PARTYING! AWESOME!] - Geoff

"Oh, and one more thing. There are four categories your team has to work on: The setting, the styling, the music and the food. Now get to your areas and start setting up that party! Seriously, hurry up, my social life could depend on this."

"Pleeeeeaaaase, Courtney?" Lindsay begged. "No! You screwed up Tyler when it mattered, and you're not gonna screw it up for us!" "But I told you, that was a totally different situation! Seriously!" "...Fine." "YAY!" "Ugh... Geoff, you handle the music. DJ, you can handle the setting. Bridgette, the food's all yours." "And what are you gonna do?" Geoff inquired. "...I'm going to observe and improve."

[Start by improving your entire personality...] - Geoff

"So, can I handle the setting?" "No, Eva's doing that." "Oh, uh... what about the music, then?" "Izzy's on it." "The food?" "...Cody can handle that." "With food from his pants?" "Better than skull food and bat meat or whatever the hell you'd come up with." "Fine. I'll do the styling then." "Yeah, no, that would be my task." "You're gonna do the styling? Noah, look at yourself." "Excuse me?" "You're not going to be able to style celebrities. Can you even handle make-up?" "I could ask the same of you. And besides, I don't think the people want teal hair." "Oh, like I was gonna..." "Violet? Midnight blue maybe? You were gonna go for black with blood red highlights, at least." "...Shut up." "I have three brothers and five sisters. I can handle hair and make-up." "Well, what am I supposed to do?" "Sit in the corner and sulk."

[No Gwen for an entire challenge. Perfect.] - Noah

"Oh my god, I can totally do the styling!" Katie said. "Oh, no way! Pink does not look good on everyone, as you can attest to! I'm doing it!" Heather hissed. "Oh my god, do you really think the celebs wanna be bald?" "THAT WAS NOT MY FAULT!" "Okay, break it down, people! And Heather." Alejandro said. "Your fighting will get in the way of us winning. I think neither of you should do the styling, because I fear the rivalry will be our end. Leshawna, if you would do the styling?" "Oh no. No no no no no. I am not letting Leshawna put weaves all over-" Heather was cut off as Leshawna slapped her with enough force to knock her out. "Oops. Oh, sure Alejandro, I'll take over the styling duties." "Good. Katie, I'm sure you can do the music." "Oh my god, I totally know all the latest hits!" Katie said. "...But we've been stuck on this island for a few weeks now. Maybe new music has become a hit!" Sierra interjected. "Oh, and Sierra, I'm sure you can handle the setting?" "Can I do the food? Cody's doing the food, and I wanna beat him!" "I'm doing the food. My Latin roots have given me the gift of great cooking."

[Food is art. Of course, Leshawna will probably screw everything over with her styling, but I'll be safe, that's for sure.] - Alejandro

"And what do we do with Heather?" Katie asked, motioning at Heather's unconscious body. "Just... leave her here." Alejandro said.

"Who's doing what?" Trent asked his team. "I dunno..." Sadie answered, sitting down. "Who cares? Look at my face!" Justin said. "I'd rather not." Sadie said, looking away. Justin started sobbing. "Ugh, I can't believe I'm stuck in a loser team like this. Screw this, I'm outta here." Duncan said, getting up. "Wait!" Trent said. "Everyone, we have got to keep going! We have the least people left out of any of the teams, and we haven't won a single challenge yet! We've got to get it together now! Let's win this challenge! Who's with me?" Sadie jumped up and cheered, and Duncan shrugged, walking back. Justin sobbed harder, realizing Trent was now more charismatic than he was. "Alright! I'll do the music!" "I'll do the styling!" Sadie exclaimed. "I'm doing the setting." Justin said, looking up. "And I'm doing the food!" Duncan yelled out.

[Maybe our team has hope after all! Even with Duncan...] - Trent

"What the-" Geoff flipped through the CDs. "These are all old lame country songs! No party tunes at all!" DJ shrugged at him, and then took a potted plant to take over to the setting. He dropped the plant at the setting, squashing a squirrel. "Hold on." Geoff said. "Wait! Where do you think you're going?" Courtney asked. "I'm going to steal some better CDs from the other teams. "That's cheating!" "I'll steal from Team Radiance." "...Hurry back."

"How's the food going?" Courtney asked, walking into the kitchen set up for Bridgette. "As well as possible with this kind of equipment..." Bridgette said, pointing at a flimsy oven. Courtney nodded and walked over to Lindsay. "Okay, Lindsay. Here's the list of the people that will show up: Rusher, the rapper guy, London Pillton, the girl who really never does anything noteworthy except spend money, her chihuahua, and some other people that don't really matter." "Ooh, I love London!" Lindsay screamed. "I bet..."

"Cody, this looks terrible. Maybe I should've let Gwen handle the food..." "But Noah, you haven't even tasted it yet!" "It looks terrible, why would I even bother to-" Noah was cut off as Cody stuffed one of the... whatever the hell it was into Noah's mouth. "...Jesus, this is the food of the heavens!" Noah grabbed a few more of... the stuff before walking over to Izzy, who was apparently mixing the music. "Izzy, what the hell are you doing?" "Listen!" Izzy pressed the PLAY button, and a mix of several of the (admittedly horrible) songs was played. "Hmm, sounds pretty good. Now stop playing it before someone steals it." Noah walked over to Eva, who was carrying statues around. "Very... yeah, I'm just gonna... go over there." Noah said, scratching his head and walking away to prepare for his part of the challenge.

"Noah!" Noah turned to see Gwen running towards him. 'Oh, great. What does she want now?' "Chris told me an additional celebrity is coming!" "Then why wouldn't he put that on the paper he gave me?" Noah wondered. "It's Lady Blah Blah!" Gwen yelled. "Wait, that weird-ass singer who doesn't know what human clothing means and opts to wear her closet instead of the contents of said closet?" Gwen nodded. "Oh crap."

"Could you make it a little less... psychedelic?" Alejandro asked Katie. "Right now, it's just a bunch of notes arranged to form a major headache." Katie pouted, but started changing the music. "Sierra, the place looks great. You really have become quite the competitor." Sierra laughed hysterically as she hung decorations around. "Great... job..." Alejandro walked over to his kitchen. "OH, LESHAWNA! YOU ARE SO DEAD!", the campers heard. "The beast has awoken." Leshawna laughed as she practised make-up on a mannequin. "Ladies, would you be so kind as to try my food before the celebrities get here?" Alejandro asked, presenting a plate of food. "Sure thing!" Leshawna said, grabbing some of the food. "Hmm, this is good! We're so gonna win!", she said as Katie and Sierra munched on the food, sticking their thumbs up. "Heather?" Alejandro asked as Heather stormed up. "Forget it!"

"This is great! You've got a talent for this! Seeing as your modelling career will probably end soon, you might want to pick up interior designing." Trent said. Justin sighed. "Sadie, are you ready to style these people?" "Oh my god, of course! Katie and I always style each other!" "Great. Just... take it easy on the pink, okay?" Trent asked. Sadie nodded. "And Duncan... the food seems good, I guess..." "Dude, it is good. Better than the music you're making over there..." "The people like authentic!" "Well, they won't like you!" "Oh, I'm sorry, would you like to take that from me? Here's my guitar, have fun!" "No, you go lose the challenge for us, that's fine!" Trent and Duncan continued arguing, not noticing Geoff stealing one of their CDs.

"Alright, everybody! It's time to start styling!" Chris yelled as the celebrities started arriving on the island. "Ugh, what is this dump?" "Oh, wow, Kelli Shades! I'm Heather, and I'm your biggest fan!" "Oh, yeah, I saw you on this show. Didn't expect you to be such a loser." "What?" "I've heard the "biggest fan" bullshit enough times already." "Well, I am so sorry for being a fan! Sorry for supporting you when you screwed everything up with every single one of your meaningless flings, even though you couldn't care less! Sorry for being so rude, liking you on the shows you were on, even though, come to think of it, you didn't even touch the level of magnificence that I am on right now!" "...That's more like it." Kelli walked towards the styling booth. "Pssh, Leshawna!" Leshawna walked over to Heather. "Mess her hair up for me, and I'll forgive you for slapping me unconscious."

"Wow, Lindsay, I'll have to admit, you've done a great job!" Lindsay giggled. "Look! I can't believe you didn't mention Ryan Bossling was gonna be here! He's so dreamy... And look! I did his hair!" "I see... Wow..." Bridgette said, nearly drooling. "Hey!" Geoff said, glaring at Bridgette. "What? Am I not allowed to like other guys? We're over, you moron!" "Well... No! You're not!" "Care to explain, please?" "Well, you can't... You can't do that! I was the only guy for you, remember? You sang that. I'm Sorry, remember? Do you? You can't like anyone else! ...I was the only one..." Bridgette looked at Geoff with a shocked expression on her face. "I... I gotta go." Geoff ran off. Bridgette turned around, looking at Courtney with the same shocked expression on her face. "...Go." Bridgette ran off. "Knew that wasn't gonna take long." Courtney commented.

"Ow! Careful with the hair!" "Oh, my god, oops! Sorry!"

"Wow, Noah, this is... unexpected." Gwen commented, watching some young hopeless, soon to be drug-addicted starlet walk away from the booth in hair and make-up. Even Lady Blah Blah had been happy after Noah had found some unused scrap metal and made her look like a robot. "Told you, siblings." "So why did you never think about not making yourself ugly, then?" Gwen asked, before even realising what she said. The rest of her team, including Cody, stared at her with a shocked expression. "Wait, no! I mean... I didn't... ah, screw it. I did mean it like that." Noah just scoffed and walked past her, followed by Izzy and Eva, and the latter of the two pushed her to the ground. Cody helped her up. "You know, that was really mean." Cody said. "He deserved it. The man hates me for no reason." Gwen said, dusting herself off. "Still." Cody said, shaking his head and walking away. He then turned around. "You know, I kept defending you. Every time they told me you really weren't a good person, I defended you. But you really don't care for other people, do you? No wonder the rest doesn't want you in the alliance." "Alliance?" Gwen asked. "Oh crap! Forget I said anything!" Cody squeaked, running off.

[Right...] - Gwen

"Geoff?" Bridgette said, walking into the guys' cabin. Geoff looked up. "Hey." Bridgette sat down next to him. They sat in silence for a while. "...I'm sorry." Bridgette said. Geoff looked at her. "No, I am. I was stupid-" Bridgette shut him up with a kiss (no tongue, surprisingly enough). She then stood, and starting singing.

(AN: Feel free to go to Youtube and play "I'm Sorry", or play it on iTunes like I do)

"I'm sorry, so sorry
Sorry like a flower, after the first drought
And I'm sorry, like a mitten that's been dropped, and feels so lost"

Geoff laughed as she continued.

"Apology accepted.", he said after she had finished. Bridgette laughed and hugged him. "Idem dito." "Hey, don't get all smart on me, I don't know what that means!" Bridgette giggled and kissed Geoff. "Me too, Geoff. Me too."

"Alright! The parties are over, and the celebs have left." Chris announced. "Aw, I'm gonna miss Ryan!" Lindsay said. She and Ryan had made out the entire evening.

"I won't." Chris said. "Anyway, they went over to the Fess Cam and rated the four aspects of your party!"

"First up, Team Starlight! The celebs rated your setting a 7 out of 10. They thought the dead animals kinda ruined it. The music got a 6 out of 10. Most people thought it was too... pop. They would've appreciated something a bit calmer, like... country, for example." Chris said. "Hey, where is Geoff?" Geoff and Bridgette walked over, making out. "Great. See you're back together." Chris said. "You know, I paid you to break up. Might as well actually do what I say!" "You paid them?" "We need drama, people." Chris continued. "The food got a 7 out of 10 as well, and the styling got a 9 out of 10. Pretty good." Courtney smiled.

"And then we have team Radiance. The setting got a 9 out of 10. Justin, now that your modelling career has met its untimely demise..." "I know, I've heard it already." Justin sighed. "The music got a 9 out of 10 as well. They loved the fact that Trent actually sang for them, instead of playing a CD. Clever." Trent smirked at Duncan. "The food got an 8 out of 10, so Duncan, the food was in fact not better than the music." Duncan glared at Chris. "And the styling got a 5 out of 10. Because you physically abused them." Chris chuckled. "We made the stuff specifically to hurt. Anyway, you still beat Team Starlight." Courtney huffed as Team Radiance cheered.

"Team Dizzy." Chris turned to the team. "The setting got a 7 out of 10. Some weird stuff going on, but nothing but to complain about." Chris added when Eva raised her fist threateningly. "The music got a 5 out of 10. Weird stuff definitely going on there. The food got a 6 out of 10, because even though it was delicious, most people didn't dare touch it. The styling got a 9 out of 10, because Noah could possibly be a drag queen in his spare time." "Are you kidding me?" Noah said, with his eyebrow raised as usual.

"And finally, Team Defeat. Your setting got a 9 out of 10, so Justin, you can't even excel at interior design anymore. The music got a 6 out of 10, and I think it was overrated. Jesus, that's not music!" "Neither was the music your boy band made, but you don't see us complaining about that..." Heather quipped. "SHUT IT! The food got a 2 out of 10..." "What?" The entire team yelled out. "Impossible!" Alejandro said. "Possible. Wanna have a bite?" Alejandro caught the food Chris threw at him and bit a piece off, before vomiting all over the place. "That is not my food!" "Oh, it is. My favourite intern just added a little bit of... flavour to it." Joelle waked up, holding a bottle with a dark green liquid. "Thank you, Joelle. Anyway, your styling got a 1 out of 10. No one was happy with the things you did to them, Leshawna." Leshawna gasped.

"So, Team Defeat lost by far! How'd that name gimmick thingy work out for ya?"

"Bridge?" Courtney walked into the girls' cabin. Bridgette looked up from where she was sitting. "Hmm?" "You were faking it." "I was, I think... maybe..." "What do you mean, maybe?" Bridgette sighed and looked away. "Some parts of me did feel that way. And I think Geoff does too. We took the money not because we thought we could act it up, but because we kinda felt that way anyway..." "And you didn't keep the act up because..." "Because I couldn't, of course. I couldn't even feel that way about Geoff. I mean, I do, but I also don't... I can't. I love him." "I get it. You know..." Bridgette looked up. "What?" "I just want you to know you're lucky. Your relationship is the only one that really lasted from beginning to end. Well, yours and Lindsay and Tyler, but who cares about them..." "Thanks, I think." Courtney and Bridgette sat in silence for a few seconds. "You miss him, don't you?" Courtney sighed. "I don't want him. I'd know that would hurt and I'm not some kind of idiot who would hurt themselves on purpose." "But it hurts anyway." "Exactly."

"Hey, honey." Duncan said as Gwen sat down next to him. "Hey." Gwen said. "Do you think Chris would let me change teams?" "Why? Wanna join the funfest over here? Don't bother, I can assure you it's not as magical as it looks." Gwen groaned. "I just want to get the hell away from my team. Everyone in it hates me. Even Cody." Duncan laughed. "And you care about this because..." "Because they're in the same team with me! If our team ever loses, I'm screwed!" "Good point. But still, the other teams can't exactly be a catch. Team Starlight has Courtney, Team Defeat has Heather and my team has Trent." "Ugh!"

"Dear Diary,

I think I'm gonna be writing more often from now on. The idiocy over here is just too much not to comment on.

First of all, the new challenge was dumb. I hope the fame-hungry bastards had a fun time, because I sure as hell didn't. What the hell? Even when considering the last challenges, this one was lame. And I seriously saved my team here. If they dare call me useless now...

Chris has surely gone mental by now. Between him hitting on Lindsay, making us organize a party that is supposed to help out his level of fame, and the whole pictures thing, it's surprising to me he hasn't started randomly singing nursery rhymes.

Chef is missing, by the way. Some intern is serving us food. I don't know where he's gone, but I'm sure it's gonna be important at some point. Somehow...

And Gwen is still a royal pain in the ass. By now she's just started insulting people. Well, me. See, this is where having an alliance comes in handy. As soon as we lose, she is gone. No matter what Cody says.

God, what the hell does he see in her? She doesn't want him, she never has wanted him in the past, and she'll never want him in the future! Such a hopeless case! And of course, as usual, he's too oblivious to see why I hate her so much. Why do I always fall for the dumb ones? I swear, my brain is failing me so much right now."

"So! That name thing didn't help out at all. Suckers!" Team Defeat glared at Chris.

"Anywho, the first person to be safe is... Sierra." Sierra got her marshmallow, her purple ponytail swishing along.

"And then we got... Katie." "EEEEE!"

"Next up is Heather! Surprise!" Heather growled and snatched the marshmallow from him.

"Leshawna, Alejandro. Two campers, one marshmallow. You both had bad scores during the challenge, and in addition to that Alejandro is a dirty scumbag."

"Leshawna, you've been on the edge for a while now, with the rest of your team still spiteful over that time when you lost the volleyball challenge, and almost lost the last challenge." Leshawna gulped. "Alejandro, like I said, dirty scumbag. In addition to that, untrustworthy bastard."

Chris looked at the two of them for a while. "The last person receiving a marshmallow is..."

Leshawna nervously chewed on her fingernail, and Alejandro sat in stony silence.

"Alejandro."

[I vote for Leshawna. Oh, I won't let Heather and her get in an alliance together to wipe out me. I know Heather is capable of doing that to me. No way.] - Alejandro

[I vote for Alejandro! I'm sure he had something to do with us losing! The bastard!] - Heather

[I vote for Leshawna. Alejandro told me to, and besides, didn't she totally get the lowest score out of all of us? Lame.] - Katie

[I vote for Alejandro. Oh, he got me good. But I'm sure everyone will figure out he needs to go... right?] - Leshawna

[I'm gonna go for Leshawna. Alejandro's food was messed with, but Leshawna doesn't have an excuse! I worked my ass off!] - Sierra

"Well, off to Loserville, population 7!" Leshawna gasped, getting up. "But you guys! How can you vote me off instead of Alejandro?" Sierra and Katie turned away from her dismissively. Heather got up. "Leshawna, I'm sorry for not taking action before. You're right, we should have focused on Alejandro, but Copycat over here is too in love with him and Sierra doesn't really care for any of us, so..." Leshawna smiled and shook her head. "No problem. At least you didn't vote on me now." Leshawna walked off to the dock, waving goodbye and flipping Alejandro off.

"Ooh, this is juicy!" Izzy said, clutching the pictures she found in Chris's cabin. She ran off to the dock. "Out of the way, I've got something to show the tabloid!", she said, jumping onto the boat as it departed. "What? No! Give those back!" Chris yelled. "Never! Kettle!" Izzy yelled back. "Does this mean she's eliminated instead of me?" Leshawna asked. "YOU'RE BOTH ELIMINATED!" Chris yelled.

He then proceeded to yell at the intern steering the boat, and then at the producers of the show. "Hey, Chris, I'm sure it'll be okay... I mean, the pictures can't be that bad..." Alejandro said, trying to calm Chris down. "Not that bad! In about 15 minutes, there'll be porn of me all over the internet!"

The campers stared at Chris. "Uhh... forget I ever said anything." "Kinda hard to forget, Chris..." Sierra said. "Forget or get eliminated." "Forget what? What was I supposed to know?" "I don't know a damn thing." "Me neither! The cameras might, though..." Heather sniggered. "SHUT IT!"

"Right! Uhh... Leshawna is voted off, and Izzy quit. And she'd better destroy those pictures! Umm... There's a lot of questions to be asked... like, umm... or, uh... Will Gwen... and uh, Heather... and Alejandro is evil... next time... Total Drama Tournament. SOMEONE GET ME THOSE PICTURES, STAT!"

"Damn. You know, I still think it was unfair of them to vote me off. They know Alejandro is in that team, and they know what he did, and they still vote me off. based on me losing the challenge for them? Along with Alejandro, by the way. So that doesn't make any sense. And I don't... Is that Chris?"

"Yup! I don't even know what position that is, or how he got himself into that position in the first place. This is so going all over TMZ!"

"Wow, that's just... wow..."

"Kettle!"

I noticed the more I write of this, the more my views on the characters change, regardless of the fact that this is only fanfiction. I now prefer Courtney over Gwen. Eh, it'll fade.

Anyways, Leshawna's canned! To be honest, I had her elimination planned for a long while already, She was originally gonna go after Harold, but I figured she could stay two more chapters/episodes/whatevers. Also, Izzy got booted off, but that's just because Izzy is just a purely comedic character who really was never meant to last. But now she can reunite with Owen! Maybe they'll get together again. See, heartwarminess! Awww.

So, I liked writing this chapter better, and it just felt like a better chapter. Hopefully I'll get reviews this time!

Oh, yeah, I almost forgot. REVIEWWWWWWW!