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Not So Happy Campers: Do You Mind?

(Watch Total Drama if you have not or you will be lost. Also, ignore the fact Justin is in the pictures, I'm only good at adding people into things, not taking them out... also I completely forgot it till I saw them uploaded here. I'll try to do better with that but I'm too lazy right now.)

"Yo! We're comin' at you live from Camp Wawanakwa, somewhere in Muskoka, Ontario! I'm your host, Chris McLean. Dropping season one of the hottest new reality show on television right now! Here's the deal. Twenty-two campers have signed up to spend eight weeks right here at this crummy old summer camp. They'll compete in challenges against each other, then have to face the judgment of their fellow campers. Every three days, one team will either win a reward or watch one of their team members walk down the Dock of Shame, take a ride on the loser boat," Chris laughed before continuing, "and leave Total Drama Island for good. Their fate will be decided here At the dramatic campfire ceremony, where each week, all but one camper will receive a marshmallow. In the end, only one will be left standing and will be rewarded with cheesy tabloid fame and a small fortune, which let's face it, they'll probably blow in a week. To survive, they'll have to battle, black flies, grizzly bears, disgusting camp food, and each other. Every moment will be caught on one of the hundreds of cameras situated all over the camp. Who will crumble under the pressure? Find out here, right now, on Total. Drama. Island!"

~Que the theme song~

"Welcome back to Total Drama Island. All right. It's time to meet our first eleven campers. We told them they'd all be staying at this five-star resort, so if they seem a little T.O.'d, that's probably why. Beth, what's up?" Chris said greeting the first contestant. "It's so credulous to meet you! Wow. You're much shorter in real life," Beth notes before walking to the other side of the dock.

"Uh... Thanks. DJ!" "Yo! Chris McLean! How's it goin'? Hey, you sure you got the right place here? Where's the hot tub at?" DJ asks. "Yo, dawg. This is it, Camp Wawanakwa!"

"Hmm. Looked a lot different on the application form," he mumbles walking over to set his bag next to Beth's. 

"Hey, Gwen." "You mean we're staying here?" "No, you're staying here. My crib is an airstream with A.C. that-a-way."

"I did not sign up for this." she scoffs. "Actually, you did," Chris smiled holding the contract. She took the papers from him and tore them, letting the halves fall into the water. 

"The great thing about lawyers is, they make lots of copies."

"I am not staying here." "Cool. I hope you can swim, though. Because you're ride just left."

One by one more teens arrived. Geoff, Lindsay, Heather, Duncan, Harold, Trent, (Y/N), and Bridgette. 

~From Your POV~

Looking around the personalities varied. Laid back, to uptight, to soft-spoken, to loud and excited. With so many different people contrasting each other, it's the perfect breeding ground for drama. "Well, this will be fun," I mumbled and Gwen sighed softly in agreement. "It's gonna be hell," Gwen said. "Oh for sure."

"Our next camper is Noah," Chris grunts, recovering from getting hit by Bridgette's surfboard. Looking at the newest member of Camp Nightmare I admired his look. He wasn't the most fashionable but was still very well put together appearance-wise, a dorky kind of cute. 

"You got my memo about my life-threatening allergies?" Noah asked blankly walking past Chris. "Sure someone did." "Good. Is this where we're staying?" "No, it's your mother's house. And we're throwing a party!" Duncan chimed in. 

"Cute. Nice piercings, original. Do them yourself?" Noah said unbothered by the remark. "Yeah. You want one?" Duncan said grabbing Noah's lower lip. Kinda gross of him. "No thanks, can I have my lip back please?" Noah said still not able to be bothered by the delinquent's antics. "Thanks," he said once let go.