Also, before every chapter, I will write कोट्स 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 साल :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 दिल are missing you, Avril Lavigne, 'When you're gone'
Please, enjoy! :D
Gwen's P.O.V
I sat down in the cafeteria, अगला 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 आप 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 फ्रेंड्स 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 आप admit आप 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 आप do something with that witch?" Asked Geoff, but I shook my head, before standing up.
"I'll fill आप 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 आप to come here because," he took a deep breath in, "I wanted आप 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 द्वारा my experience that if आप got in trouble with the police, आप 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, आप might not know me, but I am oficer Rodriguez. I'm sorry I must tell आप such dire news, but not telling आप 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 कहा 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 आप 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 द्वारा 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 आप had the chance to live with your father and brother, would आप want to?" He looked up at me.
"No." He looked perplexed द्वारा 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 आप go to a child's home, and wait to be adopted, या आप 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 हटाइए 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 आप are used to, and the police will check on आप 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 आप 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, आप 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 आप 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 साल :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 दिल are missing you, Avril Lavigne, 'When you're gone'
Please, enjoy! :D
Gwen's P.O.V
I sat down in the cafeteria, अगला 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 आप 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 फ्रेंड्स 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 आप admit आप 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 आप do something with that witch?" Asked Geoff, but I shook my head, before standing up.
"I'll fill आप 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 आप to come here because," he took a deep breath in, "I wanted आप 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 द्वारा my experience that if आप got in trouble with the police, आप 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, आप might not know me, but I am oficer Rodriguez. I'm sorry I must tell आप such dire news, but not telling आप 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 कहा 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 आप 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 द्वारा 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 आप had the chance to live with your father and brother, would आप want to?" He looked up at me.
"No." He looked perplexed द्वारा 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 आप go to a child's home, and wait to be adopted, या आप 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 हटाइए 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 आप are used to, and the police will check on आप 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 आप 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, आप 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 आप think about it? Cool? Weird? Please tell me if it was too OOC.
So,so what,I'm still a rockstar,I got my rock moves,and I don't need आप played the music.As Heather flicked her leg up,the door opened.Heather squinted to make out who that person was.The girl's brown hair blown and she had a gray and white striped shirt.She also had जैतून green stretchie pants and tanned skin.Heather walked up to her "Hi!I'm Heather"."Whatever"replied the other girl.Heather's face went straight.The tanned girl put her bag on the bench and turned off the music."This is my turn now,so beat it!"the tanned girl replied."If I don't??"Heather कहा with a harsh tone in her voice."Well" she began."I will have my lawyers sue you!!" .Heather stared at her with a icy glare "You can't sue me!!I was here first"She कहा standing up for herself.The other girl,Courtney sighed.She couldn't get Heather to break."Whatever"implied Courtney ."Its a dump anyways"she finished.Courtney walked out with attitude.Heather knew this girl was trouble, lots of trouble
Name: Dustin LeDeimon
Age: 16
Birthdate: September 8th
Siblings: Twin sister Lilly, या L3ll4y. Lilly is older.
Nationaliy: Mom is Spanish, Dad is American
Sexual Orientation: Gay
Crush: Duncan
Style: Emo
Looks: Black hair with blonde bang over left eye, blue eyes, eyeliner (XD), ईमो clothing (?),so fucking pale
Friends: Trent, Lindsay
Enemies: Pretty much everyone else...
Interests: Poem writing, taking pics of himself with a camera, cutting self (XD), fasion designing, Duncan
Why on TDI?: Dustin wants to have some fun!
Personality: Hyper, upbeat...yeah that sumurizes it.
Am I like Dustin at all: No. I'm not an ईमो whiny bitch.
Stereotype: The gay upbeat ईमो whiny bitch
Quote: "OMG DUNCAN'S MINE NOT YOURS HE'S MINEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
So that's Dustin for ya.
Age: 16
Birthdate: September 8th
Siblings: Twin sister Lilly, या L3ll4y. Lilly is older.
Nationaliy: Mom is Spanish, Dad is American
Sexual Orientation: Gay
Crush: Duncan
Style: Emo
Looks: Black hair with blonde bang over left eye, blue eyes, eyeliner (XD), ईमो clothing (?),so fucking pale
Friends: Trent, Lindsay
Enemies: Pretty much everyone else...
Interests: Poem writing, taking pics of himself with a camera, cutting self (XD), fasion designing, Duncan
Why on TDI?: Dustin wants to have some fun!
Personality: Hyper, upbeat...yeah that sumurizes it.
Am I like Dustin at all: No. I'm not an ईमो whiny bitch.
Stereotype: The gay upbeat ईमो whiny bitch
Quote: "OMG DUNCAN'S MINE NOT YOURS HE'S MINEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
So that's Dustin for ya.
Harold got up from his Mother's couch. "If i was a dragon-flyer, I'd want to be Zonarah. He's the most muscular and smartest male 'DF'" At that moment Duncan swung the door open. "Hey nerd!" He chuckled as he stood up straight. " Ready?" "For what?"
Harold turned around. Unfortunally, Duncan DIDN'T bring Leshawna over and instead stuffed the Red Head in the garbage. "See ya later Doris!" Duncan mocked as he walked away.
"I know he likes me under all that bad boy."Harold turned himself upward as he pulled trash out of his ears. "Looks like it's just a matter of time" He got out, only to find that Duncan had tied his underwear to the bin. "GOSH! IDIOTS!"
Harold turned around. Unfortunally, Duncan DIDN'T bring Leshawna over and instead stuffed the Red Head in the garbage. "See ya later Doris!" Duncan mocked as he walked away.
"I know he likes me under all that bad boy."Harold turned himself upward as he pulled trash out of his ears. "Looks like it's just a matter of time" He got out, only to find that Duncan had tied his underwear to the bin. "GOSH! IDIOTS!"