Summer Fun!

That night, we were back on the Jumbo Jet. Apparently the Aftermath raised a tank load of cash for us. But, even though we won last time, we were in economy section. Why? Hell if I know. Something au other about a special guest. I was sitting inayofuata to Duncan with my hand resting behind me. The inayofuata thing I know, Courtney was sitting on my hand. I hissed and screamed while I pulled my hand close to me. Courtney didn't even apologize. She just sauntered over to Heather who was complaining about being down here. I looked around. Sierra was updating her Twitter with a... pizza box? Tyler was sitting...

(Well.......HERE is the inayofuata PART! and Idk y I'm using caps......)

"Chris knows." Duncan whispered to me while we sat on the Jumbo Jet the inayofuata day. "He fucking knows. There's no way that he's going to keep this all hush hush." He whispered again. I closed my eyes and placed a hand on my forehead. I felt warm. I opened my eyes and sat up straight while I pulled my hand off my forehead and stared at it.

"Hey Duncan?" I asked. He looked at me. "Do I feel hot to you?" I asked him. He smirked. I rolled my eyes. "Not like that." I said. "I mean like, do I have a fever?" I asked him. He pushed his...

Gwen: Let's just... get back to the hotel before something serious happens... *smiles worried* Wait!! *cleans up his face covered with make up*

*after half hour*

Gwen: *sighs as she closes the door than sits on the bed* wewe don't have an idea how much I'm bored.. What's the time, anyway??

Duncan: About..*looks on his hand watch* five thirty pm. I'm going to take a shower..

Gwen: *stands up after him and touches his shoulders* You're as tide as stone...

Duncan: *smiles and kisses her* Just wait for tonight..

Gwen: *laughs* Okay..
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Heather: Okay, Sierra! Truth au dare?

Sierra: Truth! *door knock*...

(Hi!!!)

"I was framed!" I heard someone shout. I groggily opened my eyes and turned my head to see Chris standing over Duncan. I closed my eyes again, wanting to go back to sleep. I tried to sit up, but then I realized I could hardly move. We must have hit each other with our tranq balls. Chris glared at us.

"Half an saa of your guys sleeping?" he shouted. "Oh yeah. That's gonna be great for ratings!" he alisema sarcastically. "I want a song. Pronto! No matter where the tranq balls hit you, au how groggy wewe may be. Now, sing!" he demanded.

Me: Well, it's a beautiful siku on the perfect time to snag...

I want to dedicate this shabiki fiction to xRainbowNinjax for her birfday. This is your gift that I've been owing wewe for how long now. I told wewe I'd get wewe one. ;) Well my peeps, enjoy!

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Trent's P.O.V

This was killing me, the whole situation I was in, was just killing me. My name is Trent Smith and I am currently 18 years old. I play guitar, have deep kiwi eyes, was on a reality TV show, 2 seasons running, (so far)and met this great girl while at it. Her name is Gwen Pearsons and I miss her like hell. After Total Drama Action ended, Gwen and I made...

Gwen lied her head on the kitanda watching the water droplets slide down her cold glass of water. The televisheni was seen behind it, swiveled an distorted kwa the light bouncing of the water in the cup.

“And evidently there were no other survivors of this horrible accident. All we can say is that this proves that no matter where wewe go, death is all around us.” The anchorman says on the news station as Gwen then chucks the remote at the screen. The remote bounces off and lands firmly on the carpeted floor.

Cody then appeared walking inside as Gwen sat up from the couch. “Gwen…?” He called...