Okay everyone! Noah is officially on the new TD season in this fanfic that should have happened in reality but didn't… not that I'm still not a little salty about it at all, obviously. Haha. But, for real, in this fanfic I am going to still be integrating Noah's perspective on the show in combination with Emma actually watching the episodes from her perspective as a viewer at home. For the later, when Emma is watching the episode from her perspective, I am going to display the episode in a sectioned off script type format to try to avoid confusion. Anyway, thank you guys so much for all the continued support! It really means a lot. :) This chapter starts in Noah's perspective while he is on the show and spending the evening interacting with his new teammates, well one in particular. Haha. ;) Enjoy!

(Noah's POV)

Well, that's done.

Day 1 is over with and I almost died by both Owen's driving to get us here AND a tree during the first challenge… and I wasn't even within 100 feet of any trees when that happened.

Whatever…

What else did I expect from today? And at this point I have bigger problems.

As it is with how all the odds worked out, I got a good news-bad news scenario.

Good news being that I got Owen on my team again so at least I have an automatic ally. Bad news is our team is VERY villain heavy and I somehow managed to jinx myself with Emma by saying I didn't want Alejandro or Heather on my team… and take a crack at who's team ended up getting both of them?

Then I don't really even know the rest of my teammates at all since they were fan favorites chosen from the other casts, or particularly one of them.

Well… fantastic.

It almost felt like deja vu since we were back to being at an abandoned camp with cabins, except this used to be a mining camp back in the day rather than a summer camp like on the Island.

I sighed as I walked into the boys side of the cabin, a feeling I remembered all too well from day 1 of me being on this show. I opened the creaky screen door that looked like it was going to fall off the door frame at any second as I looked around the room and saw Owen and the two other guys on my team aside from me and Alejandro hanging out.

Yeah, now that I think about it, we're not only villain heavy; but also guy heavy.

There's 14 of us total this season and our team somehow got 5 guys and only 2 girls. So right now, Heather is basically sharing the girl's side with this chick named Dawn.

Don't really know much about her, but from what I have seen of her today especially… at this point I'm pretty much convinced she's either a witch or a ghost since she's snuck up on me and freaked me out to completion like 3 times today already because she kept telling me that she couldn't get a good read on my aura.

Whatever the hell that's supposed to mean?

But hey, at least the thought of Heather being stuck in the same room as her to creep her out every night kind of fills me with some weird sense of joy.

Well and I guess I shouldn't say I don't know the other guys, but I've just never talked to either of the guys or Dawn before I met them today.

Both of them were also from the season 4 cast, Brick and Scott.

Scott was laying down on his bunk whittling at a stick with a pocket knife. And Scott… well, to me Scott's pretty much a total dirt bag, but the guy isn't a total moron and I knew he was a total devious snake too since he managed to get ahead by throwing challenges and eliminating people from his own team during his first season.

Then again he managed to get to the final four using that strategy so… hey, why not add one more person to the team who could possibly screw me over?

Then Brick was sitting on the edge of his bunk underneath Scott. He was shining his boots and looked up once he saw me and smiled as he stood up, hitting his head on the top bunk and winced before he recovered and gave me a salute while saying, "Nice to meet you, teammate! Corporal Brick McArthur at your service. Just got promoted in rank last week."

I quirked up an eyebrow, not knowing how to respond to that.

Eventually I did a mock salute back at him and responded, "Uh... at ease?"

Then luckily Owen finally cut in and said, "Hey Noah, I saved you the top bunk."

I looked over my shoulder and smirked as I walked over and threw my suitcase on the top bunk before I pat Owen on the arm as I said, "Thanks big guy." Hey, at least I got Owen. Sure he almost killed us earlier, but it wasn't the first time either of us could've possibly died on this show?

I hopped up on my bunk and started unpacking a little bit. Well, at least getting what's important all sorted.

I took the masking tape I packed just for this purpose as I ripped off a piece and looped it before sticking it to the back of one of the pictures Emma gave me and stuck it on the wall next to my bed.

Ah… perfect.

After a second I decided to kick back in my bunk and pull out one of the books I packed to read, not caring which one it was.

Well, until I realized I still had my shoes on and hopped down to kick them off really quick until I stopped when the door creaked open again and I heard boots clomping on the creaky floor boards. We all stopped what we were doing and looked over.

Alejandro.

He glanced around the cabin with his usual smirk that I wouldn't trust for any amount of money before greeting, "Buenas noches, gentleman."

It was completely silent until I leaned against the wall and crossed my arms before I shot back, "Assuming that's excluding yourself, señor eel?"

Not that he didn't look at me when he walked in, but he had his eyes narrowed at me now until he recovered his expression to his usual charming yet sly schtick.

"Ah, Noah… so we cross paths again, eh amigo?" He said, making his way across the room until he straightened up in front of me, clearly trying to intimidate me despite it not working at all.

Well, he still definitely hates me… and honestly right back at 'em.

I just kept glaring right back at him as he started, "Anyway, I saw you've been continuing with trying your hand at other competitions, emphasis on try by your usual subpar results in competitions. Speaking of which…"

He looked over at my bunk next to us and saw him smirk as he looked at Emma's picture I just put up, making my jaw tense up.

"It slipped my mind that you have a novia now. Shocked as I am at how you managed that, but I must admit... she is quite lovely. Tell me, how did it feel to make a fool of yourself on international television over your girlfriend when she dumped you for being a distraction to her, and quite pathetically on her part I might add, to make you fall apart and have her take you back out of pity?" He brought up, quirking up an eyebrow at me and smirking, clearly trying to get under my skin.

It almost worked as my hands clenched into fists for a brief second until I managed to push it down and crossed my arms again.

"Hey, c'mon guys, why don't we just…" Owen tried to cut in as I held out my hand to show him I had this before I replied, shrugging, "Well, I'm guessing probably not even close to the feeling of having your girlfriend knee you in the kiwis during a kiss and then shove you off a volcano on international TV."

He backed off of me with wide eyes for a second at me bringing up how Heather totally screwed him over back in season 3.

He looked like he was about to get in my face again when I heard a nasally yet subtle laugh as both of us looked over to see Scott, who hasn't said anything since I walked in, smirking and snickering to himself at what I just said.

Even though it was obvious, Alejandro looked over at Scott and trying to maintain his composure as he crossed his arms and questioned, "Is there something humoring you, Scott?"

Scott didn't even look over at Alejandro as he kept whittling before he responded, "Take a wild guess, Al. Considerin' bookworm over here completely one up'd ya on yer girl."

He started laughing again as Alejandro took a couple steps toward Scott and said, sounding like he was trying to put him into submission, "Tell me, Scott. Would you like to be the first person on the chopping block if we lose?"

Scott looked completely unimpressed as he hopped down from the top bunk before responding, pointing the end of the stick he was whittling right at Alejandro, "You threatenin' me, rich boy? Try me. I grew up on a dirt farm with 5 other siblings and was shootin' kitchen rats with a slingshot by the time I was 5. And I was shoved into a robot suit to heal for almost a year as a droolin' vegetable just like you were cuz of a dang shark thing that wanted tah kill me! So… I dare ya, Al."

As much as Alejandro was trying to cover it up, I could see him completely losing it inside and not going to lie… I was kind of enjoying watching him squirm.

Sure, I still don't trust Scott for anything at this point, but hey… gotta give credit where it's due.

Alejandro and Scott kept staring each other down until Alejandro took a step back and kept giving Scott a glare as he said, "I think I'll go for a walk to… collect my thoughts."

I was about to make a comment on it but he already cut out of the cabin and sounded like he was trying to get Heather.

All of us were dead silent until we looked at Scott as he gave us a look and said, "What? I've had to deal with him and Miss Personality annoyingly bickerin' at each other worse than my folks last time we were on a team and no way am I lettin' Fakeojandro push me around this season either."

After that Scott looked down at the stick he was whittling and said, "I need a new stick."

Then Scott took off out the door and the three of us were stuck there in total silence.

It stayed silent until I said out loud, knowing every bit of my voice was laced with sarcasm, "Well, this all seems like it'll be just peachy."

I started to change out of my clothes and to get ready to crash for the night, not even wanting to read anymore after whatever that was that just happened.

Then again, what else was I possibly expecting from this?

I'm about as screwed as someone taunting a lion with a steak and expecting nothing to happen. But, then again… who am I kidding?

I've been through way worse on this show.

1 week later

(Emma's POV)

I was walking back to my apartment after my last Friday class.

Right when I got to the front door to swipe my security card to get in, I stopped abruptly as I felt my stomach turn a little as paranoia overtook me for the umpteenth time this week. But, when I whipped my head around to see if anyone was watching me… nothing.

All I saw were 2 other people walking by with bags of groceries across the street, but that didn't mean that I still didn't key in and run up the stairs and all the way to my apartment like I was the last survivor in a horror movie. And it's not like me slamming my door behind me and locking it, throwing the dead bolt, and hooking up the security chain didn't help negate that attitude I was showing right now either.

I mean, honestly I would probably think I was looking certifiably insane if I looked at myself in the mirror.

But… CAN YOU BLAME ME?!

Ever since Kitty showed me that article about Noah and I in that one trashy gossip magazine almost a week ago, the article by the way was already a week old by the time Kitty even saw it… I have been in a near constant state of paranoia to the point where the only place I feel even remotely fine is when I'm completely locked in my apartment like this.

Sure, I'm still completely freaked out, but again… CAN YOU BLAME ME?!

And it wasn't really even about the article, even though that was still sort of freaking me out since someone wrote about us like that.

But… ugh, it was those damn pictures.

I mean, sure, I had no problem with us being on TV because at least then we both knew someone was filming.

But, those pictures are complete proof that someone was following Noah and I around during our whole date without us even knowing, which is totally unsettling.

And at this point that's only the tip of the iceberg with my paranoia, because ever since then I have been freaked out to completion.

If someone was following us and taking pictures of Noah and I on our date, then… who's to say I'm not still being followed?

Every day when I go out to class, I'm always looking over my shoulder to see if anyone is following me. Even though I don't see anyone, I just always have this feeling like I'm being watched now.

Yeah, maybe it was just some lowlife paparazzi just following us to make a quick buck off of some pictures of us and hasn't followed since.

But that doesn't mean I'm still not freaked out! I didn't even go out to eat last Saturday!

I just literally ran to the grocery store across the street from my apartment and grabbed whatever I needed and a frozen dinner before sprinting back across the street to my apartment since I didn't even want to order take out or anything since I just wanted to get home.

And it also doesn't help that Noah's practically off the grid on the show right now, so I can't even talk to him about this.

I sighed and leaned against the wall.

Ugh… I seriously really miss him right now.

Not that I usually don't, but now that I can't even talk to him… this sucks.

Well, at least the season premiere of Total Drama is in 3 hours.

Maybe I'll eat an early dinner and study to help me forget everything before watching it. Well… at least try to.

Yeah, I promised Noah I'd watch, but I also really want to see him right now. And this is probably as close to interacting with Noah as I was going to get for a while.

First though, dinner and keep writing up my outline for my criminal law exam on Tuesday.

3 hours later

I made myself some tea in the hope it would calm me down, considering I still feel like the embodiment of that 80's one hit wonder about the guy who thought he was constantly being watched… honestly I've never related to a song so much in my life.

I sat down and took a sip as I tried to sink into my couch while the commercials were running until everything faded to black for a few seconds before it immediately went to the show.

(Chris was sitting on a camp stool next a campfire and kept stoking it with a stick until he looked toward the camera and flashed a smile.)

Chris: "The Northwest Territories of Canada, a beacon of nature's prime and site of riches in the weight of gold waiting to be claimed. Or at least it used to be. During the era of the North American gold rush, this abandoned mining camp was once home to desperate fortune hunting prospectors looking to strike gold. Now, this dried up, has-been mining settlement outside of Yellowknife is now what a different group of desperate fortune hunters are going to call home as they look to strike gold themselves and gain redemption with a cash prize of 1 million dollars, all based on the votes from our Total Drama fans! Who will win? Who will lose? Who will continue to make it out of this competition with any shred of their dignity left? Find out right here, right now on Total… Drama… Redemption!

(The Intro ended as Chris walked up to the trail leading up to the abandoned mining camp.)

Chris: "And yet another season begins. Though this season is truly a season as advertised. Before the start of the season, rather than holding auditions or having an outrageous competition to decide the competitors... we decided to go a bit off menu. This time, we put the cast list this season fully to a fan vote on our Total Drama fansite. All fourteen contestants you are about to see are the winners selected by you viewers, 7 guys and 7 gals from our overall cast list. Or at least the ones that still wanted to come back. Hehe… So… let the introductions begin, shall we? First up…"

I heard knocking and whipped my head over.

At first I was annoyed, but then I immediately got that sinking feeling in my stomach.

Slowly I got up from my couch and then immediately ran into my room really quick to get my old softball bat. Okay sure, I have a black belt in Judo, but that doesn't mean that I still don't feel comfortable living in a city apartment alone without having a little extra reassurance in case some psycho breaks in.

I brought the bat up as I approached the door and then slowly looked through the peephole only to grunt a little and roll my eyes in annoyance.

Ugh, are you serious, Rachel?!

I unlocked everything as I opened the door and just sharply came out with, "What?"

But, it's like she was completely oblivious to my tone as she just smiled and said, "Hey Emma! My friends and I weren't able to get together for our Thursday game night and decided to have it tonight instead. So I thought I'd invite over my favorite neighbor!"

Okay, seriously, how delusional is this woman?

I decided to not even prolong this any longer than I had to as I just said, "No thanks. Kind of in the middle of something here."

Chris: "Next up! Geoff and silent B, aka Beverly! Hehe… "

Rachel looked past my shoulder and immediately got an excited expression on her face as she started, "Oh my gosh! You watch Total Drama?! I haven't seen it in forever and I only saw season 4, but I totally forgot the season premiere was tonight! Maybe we can watch it together sometime?"

Okay, I've had it.

"No." Was all I answered as I shut the door and locked everything up again.

I know that was probably very rude under normal circumstances, but at the same time I was still holding my bat and I didn't want to give myself any ideas by prolonging the conversation since I was still mad at her for denting my wall.

Also, I was questioning how she didn't recognize Noah, but then again if her obliviousness with me is anything to show for it? Not surprised.

And I know that Noah was hardly in season 4 anyway.

I walked back to the TV and sat down on the couch, just hoping Rachel's interruption didn't make me miss Noah's introduction.

Chris: (surveys the contestants lined up and starts counting.)"Alright, I think that's… wait. Nope, we're still down 2 dudes. Chef, I thought you said we had no 'no shows'?"

Chef: (narrowing his eyes and crossing his arms at Chris in minor offense at the questioning of his competence) "Hey, check the list, everyone was accounted for."

Chris: "Well then why am I only counting 12 out the…"

(Chris stopped talking as Noah and Owen started slowly walking up the path. Both of them were covered in dirt smudges and had leaves in their hair that went along with the horrified expressions on their faces. Noah's expression was blank except for wide eyes as he was still holding his coffee cup, but had crushed it and dried coffee now stained his hand. Owen, looking equally horrified and also embarrassed was holding a steering wheel that was no longer attached to their respective gator that all the contestants drove up in twos with.)

Chris: (Giving the two confused glares.) "Where were you guys?! Weren't you the first two contestants to arrive at the airport?"

(Owen and Noah just kept looking forward in horrified shock and not acknowledging Chris's question at first, almost like they were recalling the incident as if it were a war flashback.)

Noah: "We're not going to talk about it."

*Rolling footage from 15 minutes prior to them arriving.*

(Noah and Owen were careening down a hill at far more than top speed with Owen driving the gator, or supposedly driving.)

Noah: (Looking terrified and clutching the sides of his seat for dear life.)"WHY ARE YOU HITTING THE ACCELERATOR DOWN A HILL?! HIT THE BRAKES!"

Owen: (Looking just as terrified as he bit his lip while gripping the gator's steering wheel with a tight death grip.) "I'M TRYING, BUT IT'S NOT WORKING! WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!"

Noah: "AGH! WHY DID I EVEN AGREE TO LET YOU DRI…"

Noah and Owen: "AHHHHHHH!" (Both of them continued to scream in terror as they flew off the road and into the woods before a crash was heard.)

*Flashback clip ended and returned to their present moment of still showing Noah and Owen in a state of shock.*

Chris: (Tilting his head at the two.) "Right… But how did you guys even…"

Noah: "NOT talking about it." (He said with emphasis as he just dropped his crushed coffee cup and then proceeded to ruffle the leaves out of his hair before joining the other contestants.)

(Owen; meanwhile, let the shock of the situation get to him as he just fell over on his back with the steering wheel still clutched with the jaws of life by his hands.)

Chris: "Alright… moving on then… We'll be right back with the first challenge after this!"

I couldn't stop myself from smiling and laughing so hard for the first time in a really long time and pretty much laughing to the point of tears at what just happened.

Yeah, I was concerned a little bit, but after everything thing I remembered watching Owen and Noah go through in the race… that's so like them to have that kind of thing happen to them.

I think this was up there with that time I saw Owen trying to keep Noah from pretty much blowing away off the sky deck.

Again, not that it wasn't concerning, but… what I just saw right now was textbook Noah and Owen. Honestly for the first time watching Total Drama as it airs… I could kind of see why Kitty liked watching this when we were in high school.

Sure, I'm still not a fan of reality TV by any stretch, but I could definitely see why people find it entertaining.

But, the challenge was a race/obstacle course to help decide the teams and wrap up the first episode. And… I think Noah jinxed himself since he ended up with Heather and Alejandro on his team so he's probably loving that, but hey at least he has Owen.

Either way, this is going to get interesting.

So… I really hope I was able to pull off the integration of portraying Emma as a viewer actively watching the new TD season without it being too all over the place. And honestly this right here was more how I wished All-Stars would have gone. Particularly, I thought Dawn and Brick should have been in All-Stars since I feel like their characters were more of fan favorites than say Lightning, Jo, or even Sam. Not that they aren't good! It's just that, I just see after looking at multiple forums and fan sites that it just seems like Brick and Dawn got a lot more love from the fans to actually make them "All-Stars" quality. But that's just me. Also, while we're on this topic… what the #%*$ happened to Scott in All-Stars? Okay, I know All-Stars did many unpopular things to many characters, but Scott was literally like a completely different person between ROTI and All-Stars. He went from being this cruel, calculating, and devious villain who was responsible for the wracking up almost as many eliminations as Alejandro and Heather, to being this dimwitted and bumbling idiot in All-Stars. Sure he was good comic relief and probably one of the few genuinely funny characters in the season, but it was just like he became a completely different character and a mere shadow of what he once was. So, that was why I kind of reverted his character back to more of his ROTI side since to me that would have made for different yet interesting interactions. Like I would have loved a solid Scott and Healther/Alejandro rivalry. Like while on the Villainous Vultures, Scott would just be so done and so at odds with both Heather and Alejandro with their constant lover's quarrels and because he'd probably just see them as annoying and privileged rich kids and have an inherent disdain for them because of it. Even though for me, Heather is literally my favorite TD character and her and Alejandro are probably the most well done pairing that was set up in the whole show in my opinion. That and they are so perfect together that they are literally a match made in Hell. Haha. XD Anyway, rant aside, just think of things this way that in my fanfic, All-Stars did technically happen, but not necessarily in the way it actually happened. Pretty much like a slight AU. Okay, rant over. Haha. Let me know what you guys thought! Constructive reviews and messages are always very much appreciated. Thanks for taking the time to read and hope you all are staying safe out there!

Stay classy and healthy!

Dexter1995