Total Drama Reloaded {Completed}

Anyone know the definition of love? Because I think I'm falling in it.

Hello, loves.

Thank you so much for the comments and views. It may not be much to some people but it is to me.

Alejandro POV (finally)

Waking up today was much harder than usual because my muscles were as heavy as Owen.

Impossible to get up.

But somehow, I found myself whistling a tune as I got prepared for the day.

Today Chris has let all of us have a vacation for the day, but while others look at it as a day of relaxation, I look at it as a way of forming alliances.

Believe it or not, Heather came up with the idea. I was thinking about it before she mentioned it, but I wanted it to be in private and in secrecy but I suppose this can work as well.

I showered and changed not into my usual clothes, but in a vest and my pants, and a buckled belt. I tied my hair into a ponytail, wore my necklace (which is in the shape of a bull), grabbed my sunglasses and headed out to the dining area where everyone was.

As usual, my charming and breath taking looks made everyone stop in their tracks- and by everyone, I mean the girls, even Heather.

I took a moment to examine what she was wearing. She was in a tank top with shorts, her hair was flowing down her back and she was in sunglasses as well. She was wearing a brooch and her sandals that she usually wears.

There were no words to explain how breath taking she looked.

Snapping out of my drooling state, I casually walked towards the buffet and served myself some food before sliding into a seat beside Heather. She was poking at her food, looked up at me for a moment, and then went back to stabbing her food.

"Hello Heather," I greeted cheerfully.

Heather eyed me suspiciously, eyeing me up and down. "What have you done?"

"What do you mean?" I asked, baffled and slightly amused.

"What have you done? Why are you acting so cheerful? Did you put itching power in my bag as revenge of what I did to you?" Heather took off her sunglasses and then bombarded me with questions.

"Nothing. Because it's a beautiful day now that you're here," I paused to wink. "And so you're the one who put itching powder on me," I raised my eyebrow, answering all her questions.

Heather gulped down her orange juice and sucked in her lips.

"I'll get you back. After all, revenge is my middle name," I replied taking a bite of my toast.

"Are you sure it's not jerk, because I'm pretty sure it is," Heather muttered.

"A good looking, charismatic, charming, athletic, handsome jerk?" I mocked Heather.

"More like an egoistic, self centered, cocky, stubborn and arrogant jerk," Heather shot back.

"That hurt Heather," I placed a hand on my chest, pretending to be hurt.

"Good. It was supposed to. And by the way, you're not quite the actor I expected," Heather rolled her eyes.

"How?" I sipped my apple juice.

"You've had a lot of experience seducing girls from what I can tell," Heather eyed me from head to toe. "So I thought you'd be good at acting,"

"I am good," I declared, taking off my sunglasses.

"You can fool the others, not me," Heather interjected.

"I seduce every girl I meet," I insisted.