Thoughts Of The New Total Drama Fresh Meat. Part 1
I couldn't believe I'd actually even think about joining this, Deathtrap. But.. It was better than babysitting annoying little brats for miminum-wage.
Bur, Hey? Maybe I could actually have fun—Or Not—.
"Hey, Nikki." A boyish voice squeaked.
I glanced down and saw My little, Brother Sammi. His Teal eyes glistening with tears.
Sammi and I were more close than anything could ever be. Even though he was only 4, He knew Me and My parents didn't get along. They wanted me to do my best in school. I could've cared less about school. They wanted me to Harvard. I wanted to become an Artist in music.
As, You can see.. They want the opposite of what their daughter wants. So, Yeah.. Bad Mix.
"Yeah, Sammi?" I kneeled down onto the glassy floor of Seattle International Airport and looked right into those Big curious Teal eyes.
"I'll be rooting for you." He smiled lightly.
I Tried to resist rolling my eyes. He knew I hated mushy moments like these.
"Thanks, Sam." I presses my Dark Blue lips against his forehead and ruffled up his Black shaggy hair.
"See ya in awhile." I whispered in his ear before standing up and giving my mom and dad a simple nod.
"Goodbye." They both said in unision.
I snatched my Black Suitcase and started for Flight 7, To Ontario. The bored tone signaled for everyone to board Flight 7.
My nerves started to go haywire. I absolutely hated flying on planes. My mind started to flutter to the possibilties of the plane crashing into a deserted island and Myself not being capable of seeing Sammi again. Or, The plane just exploding in mid-air and everyone burning to death. Or—
"Excuse me?," A Plane Assistant asked annoyed. "Do you want some peanuts?"
I shook my head a little before replying with a simple,"Sure." Man, I feel like a druggie.
"Nikki Stone, Would you please come up to the Pilot Section of the plane?" A voice announced from the innercom.
Confusion fled through my head; Even my veins for an odd reason.
I stood from my seat and struggled to squeeze through a Fat man and his greasy bucket of chicken.
"Would you move?!" I snapped. The Fat man's eyes widened and his grease infested face looked like my Aunt Lessy yakked all over it. He finally stood up and switched his seats with a Nerve-Strucken woman.
I moped all the way to the Pilot's Section and slip open the Small compartment.
"Um.. You announced?" I cocked a Pierced eyebrow and leaned against the small wall.
"Yes! And Welcome," The man in a pilot uniform turned around in his seat and smiled widely. "To Total Drama Highschool! With, Me. Chris Mclain as your host."
I could tell by the smirk on that Owen Wilson face that Chris was trouble and there was no way of getting out of this.
"Um, Can I get a ride back home—?" I suggested. He laughed mockingly and shoved me into a Ruffled bag.
"Hey!" I shreiked. The tying of a knot secured me to be unable to move my Feet and arms.
I groaned.
How worse could this get?
I couldn't believe I'd actually even think about joining this, Deathtrap. But.. It was better than babysitting annoying little brats for miminum-wage.
Bur, Hey? Maybe I could actually have fun—Or Not—.
"Hey, Nikki." A boyish voice squeaked.
I glanced down and saw My little, Brother Sammi. His Teal eyes glistening with tears.
Sammi and I were more close than anything could ever be. Even though he was only 4, He knew Me and My parents didn't get along. They wanted me to do my best in school. I could've cared less about school. They wanted me to Harvard. I wanted to become an Artist in music.
As, You can see.. They want the opposite of what their daughter wants. So, Yeah.. Bad Mix.
"Yeah, Sammi?" I kneeled down onto the glassy floor of Seattle International Airport and looked right into those Big curious Teal eyes.
"I'll be rooting for you." He smiled lightly.
I Tried to resist rolling my eyes. He knew I hated mushy moments like these.
"Thanks, Sam." I presses my Dark Blue lips against his forehead and ruffled up his Black shaggy hair.
"See ya in awhile." I whispered in his ear before standing up and giving my mom and dad a simple nod.
"Goodbye." They both said in unision.
I snatched my Black Suitcase and started for Flight 7, To Ontario. The bored tone signaled for everyone to board Flight 7.
My nerves started to go haywire. I absolutely hated flying on planes. My mind started to flutter to the possibilties of the plane crashing into a deserted island and Myself not being capable of seeing Sammi again. Or, The plane just exploding in mid-air and everyone burning to death. Or—
"Excuse me?," A Plane Assistant asked annoyed. "Do you want some peanuts?"
I shook my head a little before replying with a simple,"Sure." Man, I feel like a druggie.
"Nikki Stone, Would you please come up to the Pilot Section of the plane?" A voice announced from the innercom.
Confusion fled through my head; Even my veins for an odd reason.
I stood from my seat and struggled to squeeze through a Fat man and his greasy bucket of chicken.
"Would you move?!" I snapped. The Fat man's eyes widened and his grease infested face looked like my Aunt Lessy yakked all over it. He finally stood up and switched his seats with a Nerve-Strucken woman.
I moped all the way to the Pilot's Section and slip open the Small compartment.
"Um.. You announced?" I cocked a Pierced eyebrow and leaned against the small wall.
"Yes! And Welcome," The man in a pilot uniform turned around in his seat and smiled widely. "To Total Drama Highschool! With, Me. Chris Mclain as your host."
I could tell by the smirk on that Owen Wilson face that Chris was trouble and there was no way of getting out of this.
"Um, Can I get a ride back home—?" I suggested. He laughed mockingly and shoved me into a Ruffled bag.
"Hey!" I shreiked. The tying of a knot secured me to be unable to move my Feet and arms.
I groaned.
How worse could this get?
One, two, three, slap my knee.
DJ is my husband to be.
Four, five, six, kick up sticks.
Gonna show DJ ALL my best tricks.
Seven, eight, nine, straighten my spine.
So I can see DJ lookin' so fine.
Ten, eleven, twelve, nothing rhymes with twelve.
I wanna wrap up DJ and keep. Him. ALL to MY-SELF!!
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DISLIKES-
Enemies-
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EVIL?xD-
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"Welcome to the special of Total Drama Fanpoppers.Since this is the last week,everybody will be shown!We have not one,not two....but THREE co-hosts!*mumbles* but chris only got on by threatening to sew....
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN PLEASE WELCOME BACK.....
MIRANDA
RONNIE
FIRE
ELLA-FANT
VANESSA
IZZY
BROOKE
NIKKI
AND THE CO-HOSTS
IZZY
CHRIS
AND..... CODY!
Now i'd like to present the final 2:
JUNO
SUMER
Now let's see what the ex-fanpoppers have been up to:
Ella-fant:I've been stalking Justin!Look what i got!!*holds up used band-aid*It was Justin's!!
Fire:What have i been doing?I burned down a buliding and got sent to juvie.
Miranda:I'm a model now!
Nikki:School is hard....
Vanessa:Oh,ntohing much...
Izzy:Well,just chatting it up with my friends!
Ronnie:Drawing...
Brooke:i was gone for a day! what could i do?!
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN PLEASE WELCOME BACK.....
MIRANDA
RONNIE
FIRE
ELLA-FANT
VANESSA
IZZY
BROOKE
NIKKI
AND THE CO-HOSTS
IZZY
CHRIS
AND..... CODY!
Now i'd like to present the final 2:
JUNO
SUMER
Now let's see what the ex-fanpoppers have been up to:
Ella-fant:I've been stalking Justin!Look what i got!!*holds up used band-aid*It was Justin's!!
Fire:What have i been doing?I burned down a buliding and got sent to juvie.
Miranda:I'm a model now!
Nikki:School is hard....
Vanessa:Oh,ntohing much...
Izzy:Well,just chatting it up with my friends!
Ronnie:Drawing...
Brooke:i was gone for a day! what could i do?!
chris:...A ROMANCE MOVIE!
duncan:okay, then
brooke: *pretends to vomit*
chris:Alright then im or director, chris. Of course duncan plays the dude. Heather is the stage manager, which means she chooses the setting.
heather:dang.
chris:gwen will be the..ah directors pet!
gwen:what?
chris:you do whatever i want you to. like, get me stuff. like go get me a bagel.
gwen: *goes to get bagel* i hate you!
chris:courtney will be the critic, she reviews the movie. So brooke is the girl duncan falls in love with.
ccbrooke:THANK YOU CHRIS!!!
courtney:i dont like it already.
heather:courtney,gwen,can i talk to you?
*gwen and courtney walk over* What do you want?
heather:okay, so, we all like duncan, right?
gwen:yeah
courtney:i guess.
heather:so, we have to make the movie so bad that they lose and we vote off brooke. We alos have to stop them from the kiss.
courtney;but,how?
gwen:Yeah?
heather:heres the plan *whispers plan*
TO BE CONTINUED!
duncan:okay, then
brooke: *pretends to vomit*
chris:Alright then im or director, chris. Of course duncan plays the dude. Heather is the stage manager, which means she chooses the setting.
heather:dang.
chris:gwen will be the..ah directors pet!
gwen:what?
chris:you do whatever i want you to. like, get me stuff. like go get me a bagel.
gwen: *goes to get bagel* i hate you!
chris:courtney will be the critic, she reviews the movie. So brooke is the girl duncan falls in love with.
ccbrooke:THANK YOU CHRIS!!!
courtney:i dont like it already.
heather:courtney,gwen,can i talk to you?
*gwen and courtney walk over* What do you want?
heather:okay, so, we all like duncan, right?
gwen:yeah
courtney:i guess.
heather:so, we have to make the movie so bad that they lose and we vote off brooke. We alos have to stop them from the kiss.
courtney;but,how?
gwen:Yeah?
heather:heres the plan *whispers plan*
TO BE CONTINUED!