𝐈n which Venus joins total drama world tour with only one goal in mind, to win the million. She won't doubt to play her cards and pull the strings of people's hearts and minds.
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𝐈n which Alejandro joins to...
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Being in losers' class was something Venus despised. And she despised Owen much more for bringing them there. As Alejandro noticed her sulking, he puts a hand on her shoulder and whispers.
"Don't worry, the next challenge we lose, Owen's gone."
She looks up at him and flashes him a brief determined smile, the fire in her eyes present the whole time. He felt like he could melt and he didn't understood why. Out of nowhere, the plane starts shaking. Izzy's voice resonates through the speakers, announcing that they were about to do some stunts.
"That psycho bitch."
Venus mumbles to herself, and as if on cue, the plane turns upside down. Venus quickly grabs onto the nearest person's, Alejandro, arm and shuts her eyes tightly.
"Attention passengers! We're having an emergency landing! I repeat, emergency landing! Grab onto the nearest thing and brace yourselves for impact!"
Chef announces through the speakers. Venus now tightly wraps her arms around Alejandro's neck as the nose dive into what it seemed like water. Once down on the solid floor, Chris briefly explain the challenge as he hadn't had time to prepare his introduction and they walk into the Louvre.
"Team Victory, you got Rodin the Thinker. Team Chris is ridiculously hot, you get the Venus de Milo."
Alejandro looks at the picture and then at Venus, love in his eyes.
"Ah, Venus, such beauty."
She rolls her eyes at him and Chris interferes.
"Calm down, lover boy. Amazons, you get the Micheal statue."
As everyone got their statue, Chris frees the creatures that had been tormenting the contestants from old seasons. Making everyone run away.
Drifting from the group with the picture in hand, Alejandro roams through the Louvre's hallways. As he stares at the picture, he slowly starts seeing his Venus' face. He smiles, for the first time in a lot, it was genuine. But then, his eyes narrow.
"Stop it, Alejandro. You have to focus on the game!"
He says to himself, slapping his own cheek.
"Stop thinking about her! About those..."
He sighs dreamily, a passionate spark in his eyes everytime he talks about her.
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