Falling For Green

DodgeBrawl

Last time on Total Drama Island, Screaming Gophers kicked ASS in the awake-a-thon, with Duncan take a snooze on the can and Aspen eating a face full of dirt, Gwen was the winner! Heather orchestrated the first alliance in the game and then pocketed Eva's MP3 player. Even though Eva could've kicked any ones ass here, it was her temper who got her kicked off. Who will be next on the boat of losers? Who will crack in the alliance first? Will Aspen, Duncan and Gwen be able to stay awake till the end of the episode? Find out this week!!

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Exhausted wasn't that word. No, i was basically brain dead. We're all gathered in the mess hall, with a bowl of slop in front of us. Duncan's face down into the table and I'm right there with him. Trying to keep my eyes open was like a challenge in itself. Harold's snoring kept us ALL up. Literally all night, making it impossible to get sleep.

Harold came in with a drawn on mustache and I chuckled, averting my eyes to make it less obvious. As soon as Harold sat down though, everyone busted out laughing.

"Okay, what?" Harold yelled, looking extremely annoyed. Geoff gave him a spoon to look at himself, but Harold thought he looked awesome. I shook my head as I laid it back onto the table.

"Okay campers, your next challenge is in 10 minutes and be prepared to bring it!" Chris said, winking at us as he walked away. Sighing loudly I smacked my head down and leaned over into Duncan.

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"God, what else can this man do to us? I'm so damn exhausted that even closing my eyes feels like a work out."
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Chris brought us to a little gym area, surrounded by Plexiglas that had old school bleachers lining the side of one wall. I went over and face planted into one of the seats, ignore everything being said. Duncan followed my steps and did the exact same thing.

"Wake me up, and it'll be the last thing you do." Duncan gave them a killer stare, then resumed his sleep. I held up my pointer finger.

"Same." I dropped my hand, accidentally landing in Duncan's hair. I went to move it but I honestly didn't have the strength or the energy to care. Courtney began yelling at Harold for our sleepiness and blaming him if we lost. For once she wouldn't be wrong

"Today's challenge is the classic game of dodge ball. The first rule of dodge ball is if you get hit by the ball, you're out. If you catch the ball, the thrower gets sent out and the catcher gets to bring in another team member out on the court." Chris explained the game like we're all incompetent, i mean some are. I'm looking at you Lindsay.

The game started off with Tyler throwing a ball at Sadie, who was sitting on the bench. We're Fucked. Safe to say we lost the first round. As much as i wanted to sleep, the noise kept me from actually getting a nap, so I sat there quietly with my eyes still shut.

Tyler started the second round just throwing balls in random directions, surprisingly hitting Lindsay. Owen went awol, meaning we lost the second round. Like I mentioned earlier, we're fucked. I sat up, rubbing my eyes aggressively, hoping it helps a bit. I watched as the teammates try to wake up Duncan with a long stick, almost shoving it up his nose. He shot up, ready to kill Harold and I can't say i blame him.

Courtney gave him the rundown, making Duncan give us a good plan that he learned in juvie. Typical. We all followed the steps of Duncan's plan, leading us to winning the match, meaning we might have a shot.

The next round began and I landed the first shot on Beth, taking her down. "Nice one, doll. Let's see if you can keep it up." Duncan winked, throwing me another ball as we continued taking the other players out. We were one step closer to actually winning this challenge.

The last round went on for what felt like hours. We kept knocking people out and having people put back in. It was a vicious cycle. Finally it was one on one. Harold vs. Owen. Harold's screwed. Were done for.

I watched in complete awe and shock as Harold dodged ALL of Owen's throws. I couldn't believe it. Harold pulled some straight Matrix shit. Owen threw his last ball, nailing Harold in the stomach. Damn, all that work for nothing. But, Harold proved us all wrong, once again, holding up the last ball. Holy shit. we actually won a challenge! We all screamed, gathering around Harold.

"Nice one, skater nerd!" Duncan said, slapping Harold on the shoulder. We all made our way back to the cabin. I grabbed my toiletries because I was in serious need of a shower, i felt as if everyone could smell me.

I got to the communal showers, turning the water on and waiting for it to get hot. I kept my towel as tight as I could, waiting as i saw the steam begin to arise from the stream. "You saving some hot water for me right, sweetheart?" Duncan asked, towel draped over his shoulder. I jumped slightly, pulling my towel tighter.

"The hell are you doing in here?" I asked, staring at him like he had three heads. He walked over to me, putting his thumb on my chin.

"It's a communal shower, babe. We all have to shower you know." I could smell the faint smell of cigarettes and musky body spray. I usually hate cigarettes, but on Duncan the smell is almost...enticing. His face was just inches from mine, the blue of his eyes look almost grey under this poor lighting. He withdrew his hand and stepped back, his signature smirk hanging off his lips. I shook my head and tried not to smile as I stepped under the now luke warm stream.

Damn, am I really falling for this little delinquent. No. There's no way, he just doing this cause it's who he is. He's a flirt. It's for the cameras. I washed myself thoroughly but quickly. I finished up with my shower before Duncan so i opened the curtain before grabbing my towel since we were the only two in there. I guess i didn't hear the shower shut off as I was gathering my belongings because I heard someone clear their throat.

"Oh shit!" I grabbed my towel and pulling the curtain. "I-I thought you were still showering." I quickly wrapped my towel around me as tightly as I could. The blood rushed to my cheeks and the embarrassment set in. 

"Just finished up, doll. Have to say, I enjoyed the show before you shut the curtain." Duncan laughed as i slowly drew back the curtain.

"You're such a perv, you know that?" I stepped out of the shower, carrying my belongings close.

"Or you're just nice to look at. You ever thought of that Aspen?" He asked, adjusting his sleep shorts. I rolled my eyes as I pushed past him. There's no way in hell he actually liked me. Right?

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Next time on Total Drama Island!
In the most dramatic elimination competition yet, Chef Hatchet voted one which team has the most talented and which must send a player home on the boat of losers. Will things spice up with Duncan and Aspen? Will Gwen ever actually get some sleep? And will Heather's alliance last? Find out next week!!