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Chapter 1: Health Class

I really hate health class with Mrs. Wilson (or simply Wilson). And
I never was able to get why I had to have that class last period and
why I had to be in it with Justin, Duncan, and Tyler. Tyler is
really annoying and thinks he’s all that, but in reality he gives
everyone migraines. Not literally, but you get what I mean. Duncan
is also annoying, and I think he tries to be. Plus, he’s allies with
Justin.

And Justin… well, he’s my sworn enemy. He always puts people
down, brainwashes people, and commits other acts of evil. Yet he is
unfairly attractive and is easily able to trick any girl and/or my
friend Owen. Even Gwen, my soul mate.

Gwen is also in my health class and I sit right behind her. On
Valentine’s Day, Wilson caught me writing her a valentine and read it
to the whole class. Then, as Gwen and I blushed, Justin said rather
loudly, Who knew? Little Trent is a romantic! Justin treats
me like I am younger than him, hence the term little Trent.
I’m actually a month older than he is, but I am also two inches or so
shorter than him. How I wish Justin were extremely short and awkward
like Cody and Ezekiel. Harold is awkward too, but he’s no shorter
than me.

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TOTAL DRAMA CARTOONS: Episode One Introduction

Chris: Welcome viewers to one of our new reality shows! With mostly new contestants. As you know some will get voted off and some get to stay. Tune is Tuesdays and Fridays eastern standard time for updates. Campers get off the boat! Lets start out with our contestants.

Gwen: Whatever!

Katie and Sadie: Eeeeeee!

Lashana: Hey yawl Lashana is in the house

Trent: Good to be back

Izzy: Your not gonna catch me now coppers!

Goo: Wow great to be here, cant believe they picked me, wow, oh yeah!

Bloo: I am taking all the cash home so the rest of you can just leave

Coco: Coco coco coco cococococo (Hey everyone want some coco?)

Mac: Im going to try my best to go as far as I can without sugar!

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I revised the chapter a bit, cuz I wasn’t happy with how it turned out. I wrote it at 11:30 on a school night, and my dad was yelling at me to get off, so it wasn’t its best. The next chapter will probably be out later today.

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As Duncan stepped off the boat, his eyes scanned the crowd around him. All of the voted-off campers were there, except for the one he wanted to see most.

Hey, man! Good to have you here, man! His buddy Geoff called clapping him on the back. Duncan noticed his arm around Bridgette. Looks like theyre happy to be reunited. Duncan thought. Speaking of which

Hey man. Its nice to see you. Hey, have you seen a hot, bossy C.I.T around here?

Geoff shrugged. You mean Courtney? Im pretty sure shes with Noah.

Noah? Since when is she friends with Noah? Duncan shook the thought off : It was obvious Princess wanted him.

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Present 10: GWEN

Gwen had seriously thought of drowning herself in the bowl of mashed potatoes in front of her at least more then once. As she had feared, her mother was very pleased at the thought of meeting the mysterious boy that her daughter liked.

The fear had continued the moment Trent had walked in the door. To Gwens great embarrassment; her mothers smile had broadened as she shook the dark haired teens hand repeatedly. Oh thank god! I thought for sure youd have piercings and a Mohawk.

Uh no that would be Duncan. Trent had commented awkwardly looking with his eyes at Gwen. His goth girlfriend was currently slamming her head repeatedly into the wall next to her.

Dinner had unfortunately not been much better. Gwens mother had reminded Trent very much of a grown up Lindsay or Katie and Sadie, with the exception of the eeeees and the frequent bubble headed moments.

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Sigh…I swore I would never do this, but here I am. Introducing Total Drama Island: Best Friends Edition! Now here’s how this is going to work:
After TDI the campers are relaxing at Playa De Losers, assuming that Chris isn’t going to throw anything else at them. Wrong. Hosted by Chris MaClean and the closest thing he has to a best friend, they round up the campers acquaintances to come join them on the new show, hosted at Playa De Losers. It’s kind of like the real world!…I think…I’ve never actually watched it…Anyways, That’s where you come in…

This is a create your own character story. You’ll be creating the campers best friends. You should be descriptive as possible if you don’t want your character to be misrepresented. The word ‘mediocre’ should be at the end of the application for it to even be considered. This is to separate the people who actually read this and understand from the ones who aren’t serious about the plot, they just want to read a story with their camper in it. It is recommended that you scroll down to write said word first so you don’t forget. You will have some control over this story. For example, if you want your character to say something in one of the future chapters, I’ll try and fit it in. If you want to ensure that your character will be in a safe, mostly well written environment, here’s the prologue.

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Just a quick heads up from me, guys. I do not own Total Drama Island, Total Drama Action, or The Emperor’s New Groove. I hate the fine print…

Nefarious Dealings

I hate that little pipsqueak! Heather yelled. She and Owen were out on the empty football field. Heather was fuming about how she lost her position. Owen was holding a large box full of the Noah coffee mugs.

How dare that egghead fire me! I made him president in the first place! Heather said. Owen placed a mug onto the ground in front of her.

I guess he was kind of harsh, Owen agreed, handing Heather a sledgehammer.

Oooh, I put so much effort into his campaign, and all I ask for is a little piece of the pie! Heather said. She took the hammer and smashed the coffee mug with a mighty blow. Owen grabbed another Noah mug from the box and placed it in the same spot where the now smashed one was.

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Head Butting

DJ walked through the park silently. He was feeling really bad. The animal adoption club helped homeless animals find homes. And it was a place where DJ could hang out with his best friends, Cody, Katie, and Sadie. The four of them worked hard to make a great club; even resorting to using the last available school room. Where would the animals go? They would have to beliquidated. All because the president wanted a private pool deck.

It was twilight, and it took DJ over an hour to get through the park. Sure, the bus would get him home in about fifteen minutes, but on bad days, the park usually helped DJ cheer up. But it wasnt working today. Especially since he was to meet with Cody, Katie and Sadie at his house.

DJ left through the west exit, and onto the streets of Toronto once again. His house was now just a few blocks away. But he felt like he had cement shoes. He still wasnt sure how his friends would take the closure of their club. Katie and Sadie would probably flip out or cry. Cody might try to fight back, which would be pointless.

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Peace..I hate the word.

The
cars came to a stop and she was brought inside of the F.B.I.
quarters. As soon as she walked in everything went silent. Several
whispers were quieted when the caught the blonde womans gaze. Eyes
peeked from everywhere and several phones continued to ring being
neglected and dissatisfied. A smirked formed on the blonde womans
lips. What a welcome party. the led her into a isolated room
with no window and shut the door. She was still handcuffed and stood
in front of three men, who were standing around a metal chair with
straps all over the place and the end of a table. The blonde dragged
her heavy head up Whats this, a welcoming gift? she teased.
One of the men grabbed her shoulder and pushed her into the chair.
The other man swiftly strapped her in. He uncuffed her and strapped
both of her hands on the arms of the seat. Both of her legs and arms
were strapped, along with her waist and neck and one on her forehead,
she couldnt move an inch. On the straps were metal orbs with a
flat surface. They all stood after pressing on her skin. Attached to
the orbs were little wires that traced to a metal box in front of one
of the men. As the made sure everything was attached they exited the
room.

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