As the well known song states—I was on a boat; a boat that would transport me to my freedom! Metaphorically speaking of course… I couldn't believe I was on my way to Total Drama Island. It was literally my dream come true.

I was on the top deck sitting on top of a stereo which was blasting CKY at top volume. They told me this was my ship to do whatever until I got to the dock so I did what I do best and plugged in my iPod the ships stereos. The dock was coming into view, I was getting a bit nervous when I saw the camera man and crew on the dock, accompanied by a few campers, there was a short, slightly pudgy geeky looking girl with a big chunk of metal stuck in her mouth who looked a little to excited for her own good. . Standing next to her was a rather tall black guy, he looked soft enough… next there was some Goth chick who looked as if she was going to rip the head off the next person who makes a comment—nice, remind me to bug her.

I didn't have enough time to make out the other campers when the boat docked. "Welcome Esmeralda to camp Wawanakwa!!!" a guy in kaki shorts said as I jumped off the boat, "this is the camp?" I asked a bit unsatisfied at what I was looking at; Chris smiled and chuckled a little. "Why yes, yes it is."

I heaved a sigh and walked past him, muttering something profane.

I then noticed the rest of the people on the dock, "hey I'm Beth its sooo cool to meet you," the nerdy girl said running up to me, "Hey gurl, I'm Esme." Beth seemed overwhelmed as I spoke to her; she ran back to the group and started to breath heavily. "Yo girl wat up I'm DJ and this is Geoff" the black guy said pointing at an uberly tall guy sporting a nice bod. I only new that because he had his shirt wide open to flaunt it all off, I rolled my eyes at him. "I'm Gwen," the Goth girl said coming up to me, "hey Gwen I'm—" she cut me off "Esme right?" I laughed, "You're catching on,"

She smiled "I tend to do that a lot." I looked at the rest of the people, there was some blonde girl and standing in the corner, soaking wet I might add, was my favorite type of girl, the materialistic bitch. Did I come across to harsh? Good.

I dropped my bags and stood between the beauty and some punk guy, he kind of reminded me a little of Jason.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned to find the blonde waving, "hey I'm Lindsey!" she said. "Hey Lindsey, I'm Esme."

"Esme? I swear I've heard that name before... Where you on this show before?" she asked scratching her chin. I stared at her skeptically, is this chick for real? I was about to answer the blonde but she seamed to have already forgotten our conversation—by this time she was doing something odd to her hair with her bandanna. Crossing my arms I waited to see who would show up next. I could feel someone staring at me. Side glancing at the boy next to me I saw he was the culprit. "Can I help you?" I asked not taking my eyes of him. "Yes, do you have a map—cuz. I-" I stopped him with my finger on his lips. "Save it toots, I've heard it before." I said rolling my eyes. I couldn't tell if he said it just to be lame and stupid on purpose, to be funny? Or if he was serious… for his sake I'm just going to say he was trying to be funny.

By this time now a few others had arrived.

Tyler, some accident prone dork; Harold, a boy only there mom would love; Trent, he looked cool enough, I mean he has a guitar (just like me) every one who has a guitar is cool in my book. I was getting tired of waiting for people. I could tell there were still a lot to come, so i walked over to Gwen. "So who long do you think this is going to last?" I said referring to the dock, she sighed, "probably another 15 minuets or so." I groaned, she groaned with me. This was a form of torcher because now the people I saw coming in where getting weirder and weirder. Sitting down I pulled out my iPod and plugged it in before closing my eyes. Five songs later someone tapped me on the shoulder. I looked up, it was Gwen "hey, its time for a group photo." I looked behind her and saw every one was walking towards the end of the dock. I put my iPod away and walked over to where everyone was posing. Wow I thought there would be more people than this, I thought looking for a spot to stand. DJ turned to me and asked if I wanted to sit on top of his shoulders. I squealed a yes, I loved being on people's shoulders, he picked me up and put me on his right shoulder. Next to me was the guy with the green Mohawk and a bunch of piercings. He noticed my stare and winked at me. I ignored him and posed for the picture by sticking my tongue out and holding up a peace sign.

We all waited for the picture but when it didn't come I became inpatient. "Chris what's the hold up?!?" I yelled, but as I finished my sentence the dock suddenly broke sending us plummeting into the water. Chris, who had been standing on the boat, laughed and took pictures. I in return splashed him, "hey! Watch the hair," he complained. I giggled as he continued. "Ok every one dry of and meet me at the campfire in ten."

When we got to the campfire pit Chris was waiting for us by a bunch of stumps. I sat on the ground; I didn't want to get splinters in my butt. "This is camp Wawanakwa" Chris started "your home for the next 8 weeks. These people sitting around you are you cabin mates, you competition, and maybe even your friends. The camper who stays the longest on Total Drama Island will win 100,000 dollars!!!"

I gasped, wow, now that was a lot of money.

I was slapped out of my thoughts on all the stuff I could buy by the punk kids comment, "Um, excuse me. But what are the sleeping arrangements, because I'd like to get a bunk under her." He said pointing at me; I started to laugh as a gesture saying 'maybe in a million years, Hun.'

"They aren't co-ed are they?" the bitch said, I know I don't even know her—but I have a very good sense of judgment, in the back ground I was still laughing. "No, girls get one cabin and guys get the other." Chris said eyeing me. "Are you about done?" he said referring to my laughing. I stopped laughing and told him to "proceed" with his blabber.

"Um Kyle can I get the lake side view since I'm the prettiest?" Lindsey asked Chris. All I could think was really? "Ok you're not really, but that's not really how it works here, and it's Chris." I could have sworn I saw Chris's eyes flicker over to me.

"Come on guys it will be like a big sleep over!!" Owen said, I noticed then that the guy with the Mohawk was giving a deer a noggin. I gasped and ran to the deer's rescue, "what do you think your doing?!?!" I said punching the punk in the shoulder, he stopped noggieing the deer and lifted me by the scruff of my neck, "try that again, and see what happens." He threatened me. I smiled and lifted up my fist ready to punch him when Chris called our names, I figured out then, as he sat me down, his name was Duncan.

"Ok every one when I call your name go stand over there." Chris said, I walked back over to the pit to wait my turn. "Gwen, Trent, heather, Cody Lindsey, Beth, Katie, Owen, lawshawna, Justin, and Noah; from this moment on you are officially known as the screaming gophers!!"

"'Yeah!! I'm a gopher!!" Owen said. "The rest of you over here, you all are now known as the killer bass!!!"

I cheered, "I'm a killer fish, dude!!! Yes!!"

"Ok campers, you and your team will be on camera in all public places, you will also be able to share your innermost thoughts on video diaries any time you want!" Chris explained. "Now lest go find your cabins; gophers on the left, bass on the right."

Picking up my bags I walked out towards the cabins, only to sigh in frustration when I walked into the cabin. Everything was covered in a layer of spider webs and dust. "What a drag..." I sighed throwing my bags on a top bunk causing a cloud of dust to rise into the air. "Aww come on," a girl said walking into the cabin behind me. "It won't be so bad it's just like summer camp! By the way I'm Courtney" she said holding out her hand. Ignoring her hand I started to unpack, "I'm Esme." I said to her, "and yeah, I guess it isn't so bad, just as long as I have my freedom—I'm good."

"You're… freedom?" Courtney asked a little confused. "Yeah freedom away from home, that's the whole reason I did this lame thing." Suddenly an ear splitting scream filled the filthy cabin.

It came from the gopher's cabin. I ran out the door to check it out, It turned out to be Lindsey. "Man the white girl can scream" lawshawna said appearing right next to me. I nodded my head in agreement.

"What is that?!?! Kill it. Kill it!!!" Lindsey screamed pointing at a cockroach. When every one saw it, people freaked out. Like DJ jumped on the bed—breaking it—freak out. "That was my bed," Gwen said looking at her dismantled bed. I walked in to kill it but I tripped on the threshold and fell to the floor. "Ouch…" I muttered noticing the cockroach was right next to my head. I screamed and tried to get up but screamed even louder when Duncan came in a chopped the thing right next to my face. "Oh my god." I breathed heavily. "You almost chopped my head off." I said punching Duncan in the shoulder.

He just laughed and walked out the door back to his cabin.

Soon it was time for lunch and everyone headed down to the mess hall. "LISTEN UP!" chef yelled causing us all to jump. "I serve it three times a day and you will eat it three times a day! Grab a tray, get your food and sit your butts down now!"

I looked at this big scary guy and immediately fell in love with him; he was awesome!! And he reminded me of my Uncle Jerry. I stood in line and watched as Beth and Harold complained about the food, only to have chef Hatchet yell in there face. I giggled a little as the walked past. "Have a cow" Owen said at one point when chef yelled the loudest. Chef turned to him a breathed like a bull, "What was that?!" chef yelled "come closer big guy I cant here you!!!!!" I started to laugh and I think chef saw because he called out. "Oy' cat girl" he said referring to my cat ear head band I was wearing. "Do you got something to say!?"

"Not really…" I told him, "Well it sounded like you had something to say." He told me, "well actually, I do." I said changing my mind, "well let's hear it!"

"I think you're…." I trailed off, "you think I'm what?!?!?" he yelled.

"Amazing!" I smiled.

Chef gave me an odd look, sobbing a big spoon full of well… slop onto my plate before shooing me away. Score! He didn't yell. I would say that was a point for me.

Soo… how is it?!?!?!