Also, before every chapter, I will write quotes that inspired me to write that specific chapter :3
The official note of officialness, which is very official:
This is a completely AU story, in which the TD cast go to the same high school, and they're in the junior year :D
I don't own Total Drama. If I did, there would be no drama ^.^
Quote of the chapter: When you're gone, the pieces of my heart are missing you, Avril Lavigne, 'When you're gone'
Please, enjoy! :D
Gwen's P.O.V
I sat down in the cafeteria, next to my friends. Bridgette and Geoff were making out, as usual, Leshawna and DJ were talking abuot something, Leshawna blushing a little and Duncan was carving something in the table, while Cody tried to get away from Sierra, and Trent was writing. Probably a new song knowing Trent.
"Hey Gwen, are you alright?" I looked at Cody.
"Sure. How about you?" I asked, smiling slightly. I knew Cody had a crush on me, but I made it clear to him that I don't like him that way, and honestly, I was fine with being just friends with him.
"Great-" He screamed when Sierra started to pull his hair out.
"Oh lookie isn't this cute. The stalker and her pray. Cody when will you admit you prefer guys?" I didn't even bother turning around, since I would always recognize this voice. Heather Chan. Once my best friend, now my enemy.
"Oh lookie isn't this pathetic. Little Heather doesn't have any friends, and needs to come to us to feel better." Duncan shot back, still carving. Heather 'hmphed' and walked away, when we heard principal McClean's voice booming through the speakers.
"Heather Chang and Gwen Saliander, come to my office now." I looked my friends, raising one eyebrow up.
"Gwen, brah, did you do something with that witch?" Asked Geoff, but I shook my head, before standing up.
"I'll fill you in later." I said, walking towards the entry to a hallway where, I knew, was the entry to our principal's office. Once inside, I glared at Heather, and she replied with the same. Our principal, Chris McClean looked at one, then at the other.
"Girls, I told you to come here because," he took a deep breath in, "I wanted you to meet someone." He gestuted towards a man sitting in the corner of the room. The man stood up and turned out to be a police oficer. He had mocha skin, brown hair and black eyes. I gulped, knowing by my experience that if you got in trouble with the police, you were pretty much screwed.
I didn't anticipate he would ask us to sit down comfortably and look at us pitifully. Somehow, being the victim didn't help me much.
"Girls, you might not know me, but I am oficer Rodriguez. I'm sorry I must tell you such dire news, but not telling you would be even worse. Your parents have been foundtoday at central park. They were fragment there, their throats cut In half." He stopped, clearly waiting for our reactions. After a moment, the information dawned upon me.
"No. No, I- I refuse to believe it." I said standing up, tears welling up in my eyes.
"This isn't happening! Come on, tell me this is some kind of a sick joke of yours." Heather's expression mirrored mine. He shook his head.
"I have to ask you some questions, but I need some privacy for these. I will start with Miss Chang." I risked a glance at Heather, but she seemed numb. Really, she just sat there, looking at the ground. Pity took over me. For the first time, I was in a situation where Heather and I understood each other perfectly. I put my hand on her shoulder in a reassuring manner, then, with a sigh I left the office, trying hard not to cry. I just couldn't believe it. My mother was the only person who truly loved me. Principal McClean looked at me, uneasy, but I couldn't care less. My family was dead. Sure, I only lived with my mother, but I knew my father and my brother Kevin didn't care about me. They were somewhere in Australia, and we didn't keep any contact. One tear escaped my eyes, and was soon followed by many others. I felt somebody pat my shoulder in a reassuring manner. I looked behind me, and saw Heather. She showed me the doors of the office.
"Good luck." I heard her whisper. I came inside. Mr. Rodriguez was inside, sitting at the other side of the principal's desk. When he heard me come in, he gestured the chair on my side of the desk. I sat down, and he sighed.
"I am really sorry for your loss, but I need to know about your background first."
"Well, my parents are divorced, my father and my younger brother Kevin live in Australia..." He noted it down in some kind of a notebook.
"Where did your mother work?"
"At a local 'Tesco'. She was a cashier there."
"Did she have any contact with 's parents?"
"No, I don't think so..."
"Did she have any contacts with any criminals of some sort?"
I could only shake my head.
"If you had the chance to live with your father and brother, would you want to?" He looked up at me.
"No." He looked perplexed by my answer, but noted it down before standing up.
" Now, I have an important phone call to make, so please." He gestured towards the exit, and I went out numbly. I explained to Chris that had an important call, but before I could drown myself in the memories of my mother, went out, and gestured for all three of us to come back in. Heather and I sat on the chairs facing him. He massaged his templates.
"We have two choices. Either you go to a child's home, and wait to be adopted, or you could share an apartment together, and continue your education here." He told us. Heather was the first one to speak up.
"I think I'd rather share an apartment with Gwen then go to a child's house." Her voice was cracked, but in her eyes was the same old determination as always. I pondered. If I'd choose the child's house, I could wait months, even years to get adopted. And if I share an apartment with Heather, I could move out after graduation. The only problem was that I couldn't stand Heather. Better one Heather in one apartment rather than a lot of people like Heather in the child's house.
"I agree with Heather." My voice was raspy and cracked. Mr. Rodriguez stood up.
"Great. We already have one prepared. It might not be what you are used to, and the police will check on you regularly, but it's better than most.. Today, tomorrow and during the weekend you'll take all your belongings there." As we walked down the hallways, now all empty, I decided to talk to Heather.
"Why did you choose sharing an apartment with me, rather than child's house?" I whispered to her.
She looked away and for some moments I thought that she was ignoring me, but then I heard her whisper.
"I though that staying here would make it easier to, you know, pretend that nothing happened."
I stood there, as she walked faster to catch up with Mr. Rodriguez. I sighed. Nothing will ever be the same. I shook my head and followed them.
Hey, what do you think about it? Cool? Weird? Please tell me if it was too OOC.
The official note of officialness, which is very official:
This is a completely AU story, in which the TD cast go to the same high school, and they're in the junior year :D
I don't own Total Drama. If I did, there would be no drama ^.^
Quote of the chapter: When you're gone, the pieces of my heart are missing you, Avril Lavigne, 'When you're gone'
Please, enjoy! :D
Gwen's P.O.V
I sat down in the cafeteria, next to my friends. Bridgette and Geoff were making out, as usual, Leshawna and DJ were talking abuot something, Leshawna blushing a little and Duncan was carving something in the table, while Cody tried to get away from Sierra, and Trent was writing. Probably a new song knowing Trent.
"Hey Gwen, are you alright?" I looked at Cody.
"Sure. How about you?" I asked, smiling slightly. I knew Cody had a crush on me, but I made it clear to him that I don't like him that way, and honestly, I was fine with being just friends with him.
"Great-" He screamed when Sierra started to pull his hair out.
"Oh lookie isn't this cute. The stalker and her pray. Cody when will you admit you prefer guys?" I didn't even bother turning around, since I would always recognize this voice. Heather Chan. Once my best friend, now my enemy.
"Oh lookie isn't this pathetic. Little Heather doesn't have any friends, and needs to come to us to feel better." Duncan shot back, still carving. Heather 'hmphed' and walked away, when we heard principal McClean's voice booming through the speakers.
"Heather Chang and Gwen Saliander, come to my office now." I looked my friends, raising one eyebrow up.
"Gwen, brah, did you do something with that witch?" Asked Geoff, but I shook my head, before standing up.
"I'll fill you in later." I said, walking towards the entry to a hallway where, I knew, was the entry to our principal's office. Once inside, I glared at Heather, and she replied with the same. Our principal, Chris McClean looked at one, then at the other.
"Girls, I told you to come here because," he took a deep breath in, "I wanted you to meet someone." He gestuted towards a man sitting in the corner of the room. The man stood up and turned out to be a police oficer. He had mocha skin, brown hair and black eyes. I gulped, knowing by my experience that if you got in trouble with the police, you were pretty much screwed.
I didn't anticipate he would ask us to sit down comfortably and look at us pitifully. Somehow, being the victim didn't help me much.
"Girls, you might not know me, but I am oficer Rodriguez. I'm sorry I must tell you such dire news, but not telling you would be even worse. Your parents have been foundtoday at central park. They were fragment there, their throats cut In half." He stopped, clearly waiting for our reactions. After a moment, the information dawned upon me.
"No. No, I- I refuse to believe it." I said standing up, tears welling up in my eyes.
"This isn't happening! Come on, tell me this is some kind of a sick joke of yours." Heather's expression mirrored mine. He shook his head.
"I have to ask you some questions, but I need some privacy for these. I will start with Miss Chang." I risked a glance at Heather, but she seemed numb. Really, she just sat there, looking at the ground. Pity took over me. For the first time, I was in a situation where Heather and I understood each other perfectly. I put my hand on her shoulder in a reassuring manner, then, with a sigh I left the office, trying hard not to cry. I just couldn't believe it. My mother was the only person who truly loved me. Principal McClean looked at me, uneasy, but I couldn't care less. My family was dead. Sure, I only lived with my mother, but I knew my father and my brother Kevin didn't care about me. They were somewhere in Australia, and we didn't keep any contact. One tear escaped my eyes, and was soon followed by many others. I felt somebody pat my shoulder in a reassuring manner. I looked behind me, and saw Heather. She showed me the doors of the office.
"Good luck." I heard her whisper. I came inside. Mr. Rodriguez was inside, sitting at the other side of the principal's desk. When he heard me come in, he gestured the chair on my side of the desk. I sat down, and he sighed.
"I am really sorry for your loss, but I need to know about your background first."
"Well, my parents are divorced, my father and my younger brother Kevin live in Australia..." He noted it down in some kind of a notebook.
"Where did your mother work?"
"At a local 'Tesco'. She was a cashier there."
"Did she have any contact with 's parents?"
"No, I don't think so..."
"Did she have any contacts with any criminals of some sort?"
I could only shake my head.
"If you had the chance to live with your father and brother, would you want to?" He looked up at me.
"No." He looked perplexed by my answer, but noted it down before standing up.
" Now, I have an important phone call to make, so please." He gestured towards the exit, and I went out numbly. I explained to Chris that had an important call, but before I could drown myself in the memories of my mother, went out, and gestured for all three of us to come back in. Heather and I sat on the chairs facing him. He massaged his templates.
"We have two choices. Either you go to a child's home, and wait to be adopted, or you could share an apartment together, and continue your education here." He told us. Heather was the first one to speak up.
"I think I'd rather share an apartment with Gwen then go to a child's house." Her voice was cracked, but in her eyes was the same old determination as always. I pondered. If I'd choose the child's house, I could wait months, even years to get adopted. And if I share an apartment with Heather, I could move out after graduation. The only problem was that I couldn't stand Heather. Better one Heather in one apartment rather than a lot of people like Heather in the child's house.
"I agree with Heather." My voice was raspy and cracked. Mr. Rodriguez stood up.
"Great. We already have one prepared. It might not be what you are used to, and the police will check on you regularly, but it's better than most.. Today, tomorrow and during the weekend you'll take all your belongings there." As we walked down the hallways, now all empty, I decided to talk to Heather.
"Why did you choose sharing an apartment with me, rather than child's house?" I whispered to her.
She looked away and for some moments I thought that she was ignoring me, but then I heard her whisper.
"I though that staying here would make it easier to, you know, pretend that nothing happened."
I stood there, as she walked faster to catch up with Mr. Rodriguez. I sighed. Nothing will ever be the same. I shook my head and followed them.
Hey, what do you think about it? Cool? Weird? Please tell me if it was too OOC.
HEATHER POV: Ugh! Where that blond bimbo got 2? "There you are!" i smiled sweetly as linds & the newby came ova.
COURTNEY POV: Linds took me 2 the front of the skool building. We c a girl with long, black hair, wearing the sluttiest outfit i'd ever seen! "Um, hi" i said nicely. "U r?" she asked me, "Oh im courtney. U r?" i asked. "Heather. I c ure the "new" girl" she said, "Yh" i replied. "So, you guna hang around wiv me?" she asked "Sure", "Gr8! C u l8r! Bye!" she walks off. Wt hav i lt myslf in 4???
TBC..
COURTNEY POV: Linds took me 2 the front of the skool building. We c a girl with long, black hair, wearing the sluttiest outfit i'd ever seen! "Um, hi" i said nicely. "U r?" she asked me, "Oh im courtney. U r?" i asked. "Heather. I c ure the "new" girl" she said, "Yh" i replied. "So, you guna hang around wiv me?" she asked "Sure", "Gr8! C u l8r! Bye!" she walks off. Wt hav i lt myslf in 4???
TBC..
HEATHER'S POV: Uh, another BORING day of school. I walked to the main door with my BFF, the dumb, pretty blonde, Lindsay. "Who is that?!" she asked me, "How the hell am i meant 2 know? Go and ask HER!"
COURTNEY'S POV: I cant believe how scary this school is. I, i know im the "new" girl and everything but..."Who are u?" a blonde came running ova 2 me, shouting. "Im courtney," i introduced myself "the new girl", "ok, bye" she ran off.
HEATHER'S POV: "She's Courtney, a TOTALLY new girl" lindsay said
TBC...
COURTNEY'S POV: I cant believe how scary this school is. I, i know im the "new" girl and everything but..."Who are u?" a blonde came running ova 2 me, shouting. "Im courtney," i introduced myself "the new girl", "ok, bye" she ran off.
HEATHER'S POV: "She's Courtney, a TOTALLY new girl" lindsay said
TBC...
nelly:rule 1 each week 1 of the contestents from the cast will get pampered at their fake wedding with their lovebird yep rule 2 every1 gets a part of a wedding thing and the team that wins will get something speical with their lovebird rule 3 last of all the thing that u get asigned 2 is going 2 get graded any question first wedding is 4 raynie
raynie:yay i'm the 1 person
nelly:lets throw in a suprise oh gordon
raynie:gordon is here?
nelly:yep
raynie:ehhhhhhhh
gordon:raynie is that u?
raynie:u bet its me
kari was snowboarding waiting for everyone else to wake up.
trent:woah gnarly moves.
kari:heheh thanks.
chris had a meghorn:EVERYONE MEET ME IN THE MESS HALL!
kari fell:GAH!
groan
(she rubbbed her head)
in the mess hall:
kari dumped her tray:SOMEDAY BUT NOT TODAY!
trent:you can have my toast kari.
kari smiled at him.
duncan:how can ANYONE eat this slop?!
leshawna:dont know about yall but I aint eating this.
lindsay:me neither.
confessions of kari:
peh todays challange:EATING CHEFS SLOP!
ha!
trent:woah gnarly moves.
kari:heheh thanks.
chris had a meghorn:EVERYONE MEET ME IN THE MESS HALL!
kari fell:GAH!
groan
(she rubbbed her head)
in the mess hall:
kari dumped her tray:SOMEDAY BUT NOT TODAY!
trent:you can have my toast kari.
kari smiled at him.
duncan:how can ANYONE eat this slop?!
leshawna:dont know about yall but I aint eating this.
lindsay:me neither.
confessions of kari:
peh todays challange:EATING CHEFS SLOP!
ha!
chris:last time on tdd..
sadie got voted off!
rayentte was listening to music.
gordon:hey watcha listin to?
raynette showed him.
gordon:I love this song!
rayntte:so do I.
(they both smiled and inched closer and kissed)
trent was massing karis shoulders.
confessions of trent:
on a scale of 1 to 10.. the chick is a 20!
smart,cool,hot,pretty and indpendant, I think I am in love..
(he love sighed)
rayennte and gordon were holding hands.
lindsay:aww...
they are so hooked up!
trent:lindsay they were already hooked up.
lindsay:ohh..
kari:nice rayntte.
(they high fived)
sadie got voted off!
rayentte was listening to music.
gordon:hey watcha listin to?
raynette showed him.
gordon:I love this song!
rayntte:so do I.
(they both smiled and inched closer and kissed)
trent was massing karis shoulders.
confessions of trent:
on a scale of 1 to 10.. the chick is a 20!
smart,cool,hot,pretty and indpendant, I think I am in love..
(he love sighed)
rayennte and gordon were holding hands.
lindsay:aww...
they are so hooked up!
trent:lindsay they were already hooked up.
lindsay:ohh..
kari:nice rayntte.
(they high fived)