sorry not sorry <3

holy shit.

I was in my cell, when my cellmate came up to me. "hey Kay?" she said, a small smile on her face, she was gorgeous.

"yea, gorgeous?" i smiled at her.

"yknow how we've always said" she cleared her throat. "'we definitely belong on a reality show.'?" she asked, her smile getting bigger.

"yeah?" i looked at her, with a confused look.

"there's a reality show called 'total drama island' and you should definitely go on it!" she smiled bigger and sat next to me, on my bunk.

"wait, for real?" i said, a small smile on my face. "Kassidy Black. you better not be lying to me" i chuckle.

"um! Makayla-rose Borden. I am not lying." she giggled. we both burst out laughing.

"alright, I'll think about it." i smiled, slowly stopping the laughter.

"think faster!" she smiled wider and tugged on my arm.

"fine! fine! I'll do it!" i laughed, she was the best person in the world.

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we said bye, and I left. my parole officer gave me a 'don't do anything bad' talk/lecture. I ignored the whole thing, obviously.

i got on a boat and set my speakers up. I got my guitar and played 'smells like teen spirit' by Nirvana. I sang along too, I'm a surprisingly good singer.

"welcome, Makayla!" Chris, the weird guy who runs the thing, shouted as i grabbed my bag, speakers and guitar and got off the boat.

"hey, Chris." i said, in a sweet voice, with a small smile.

"not too shabby." i heard him whisper to the camreas. I raised my eyebrow at him, wasn't he like in his late 20s?

"hm?" i hummed, getting his attention.
"nothing." he smiled. I walked to the other campers. I sat down, on the top of my huge speakers, and waited for the last person.

"so where's the last one?" a goth girl, gwen, asked chris.

"she's now here." he smiled. I saw a boat coming in, and blonde hair that im too familiar with.

"oh god. no. please god no." i groaned. 8 felt a few stares at me, but ignored them.

"everyone, welcome, Rachel!" chris cheered and Rachel got off the boat, she was wearing my corset and my skirt.

"hey!" she smiled. I rolled my eyes. she looked at me and all color left her face.

"miss me?" i chuckled. "my hoodie and my skirt? yknow ya could've came back to juvie if ya missed me that much." i smirked. she smirked back.

"as if." she giggled. "mom and dad bailed me out. I couldn't let them down."

i gritted my teeth, who was she to call MY parents 'mom and dad'? "who the fuck are you called 'mom and dad'?"

"MY new parents." she smirked.

"oooh." i chuckled. "so you got my rejects? again?" i laughed. she rolled her eyes. everyone was staring at us now, Jaws dropped and wide eyes.

"im also dating your brother now." she smirked.

"what one?" i chuckled.

"Jason."

"ha! he's gonna play you." i laughed at her. she tried to hit me, I used my guitar to knock her out. "damn. couldve played nice." i rolled my eyes.

"i like her." 3 girls and a few guys said at the same time.