The Island of the Slaughtered | TDI AU

Leshawna and Harold

It's honestly not surprising I've made it this long. I know some people may disagree, but unlike the others, I've got hidden potential. Not only am I practically a genius, but I'm also a great fighter. I've been trained in multiple Japanese martial arts, as well as a few others. I'm also a secret poet, but don't tell Leshawna yet. I'm waiting for the perfect moment to reveal to her that it is in fact I, Harold McGrady, who's been writing her love letters.

I'm shocked she hasn't figured it out yet... who else on the island would be able to write with such ease the way I do? Especially now that Trent's gone... Cody and Duncan are the only other guys left. Duncan's been getting it on with Courtney (I assume), and Cody used to be head over heels in love with Gwen.

Oh right, Gwen... ever since Trent died she's been staring into the woods like a maniac. I think she blames herself... I would too. She literally left him there to die. The worst part about it is Leshawna keeps trying to comfort her about it... which means unless I stare at her through the girls cabin windows, I don't see my lady much. Unlike Katie though, Gwen doesn't seem to be making any progress. Hopefully I'll be able to snag Leshawna before she ambushes Gwen after breakfast this morning.

And look at lucky McGrady, because just as I was sitting outside planning on what would be in the next note, I saw Leshawna walking out of the girls cabin. I quickly scrambled to my feet and started posing.

"Hey Leshawna." I stretched my muscles, though she obviously couldn't admire them as well because of my shirt.

"Looking good, Harold." She smiled, sending my heart a' beating. God, she's perfect.

"By the way," I stretched my legs into a pulsing lunge while I made another muscular arm pose, "are you doing anything later?"

"Nothing specific, why?"

"You wanna help me find supplies, or whatever?" I flipped my hair as I stood straight up.

"With the rest of the group? Isn't that what we do anyways?"

"Well no, I mean, just the two of us."

"Isn't that dangerous?" She raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms.

"I can protect you, my lady." I bowed, "But we should be fine anyway. If they kill us, they would have done it if we were in the group too." She rolled her eyes with a smile before nodding.

"Fine, I'll meet you out here after I make sure Gwen is stable... maybe around twelve?"

"You got it." He smiled as she made her way back into the cabin, "All right!" I smiled, punching the air.

"What was that about?" Duncan asked, coming out of his cabin with Courtney and Cody close behind. The group walked past me onto the grass.

"What do you mean?"

"Oh my god, Harold." Cody ran up to me, "Do you," he looked around before whispering, "like Leshawna?"

"No way, that's too good!" Duncan laughed, looking at Courtney, who just rolled her eyes.

"Don't tell her yet." I glared at Duncan as Courtney started to check her watch. Eva should be running back to camp any second now, but the girls cabin hasn't emptied at all.

"Why would I? It'd be funnier to see her find out for herself."

"God!"

"Gah!" Duncan mimicked back. Just then, as expected, Eva came running back from the woods.

"Where is everybody?" She asked, removing her earbuds from her ears.

"I was wondering the same thing," Courtney said, tapping her watch before groaning and walking into the girls cabin, "this is why you can't have a late breakfast, even once! It throws off everybody's schedules and plans and- WAKE UP!"