Bree Anderson is an introverted girl who likes to keep to herself. One day, Bree's family decided to change that by signing her up for Total Drama Island. What will happen when she gets there? Will she make friends and find love? Read to find out.
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I was the only 17-year-old here on the island, and it sucked that I was going to have to miss my 18th birthday in next week, thanks to my mom, dad, and my big brother. 'So not cool. They're all going to get an earful when I get home! Till then, I might as well enjoy being here.' I smiled to myself until a blood-curdling scream came from inside the cabin. Gwen, I, and a few others ran inside to see Lindsay on the top bunk, still screaming. "Oh, man, that white girl can scream," LeShawna says, and Lindsay stops crying and she said. "What is it?! Kill it! Kill it!" Lindsay pointed to a cockroach crawling on the floor, and when DJ saw it, he screamed and jumped onto a bunk with enough force that it broke. "That...was my bed." Gwen sighed. Several of the girls climbed onto the bunks and screamed while the rest of us tried to kill the cockroach. Soon, Duncan ran inside with an axe and cut the roach in half. "A bit overkill. Don't you think, D?" I laughed.
"Well, that's one way to kill a cockroach." Gwen grinned while Duncan and I fist-bumped and laughed. "Awesome!" Harold uttered. All the girls climbed off the bunks. Tyler walked toward Lindsay and said, "If you ever see one of those again, just let me know, okay? Cause, you know, I could do that, too." They both smiled at each other, and I was unimpressed. "They always go for the jocks," Duncan said. "No kidding!" I said back.
~Time-skip~
Chris told everyone to put on their swimsuits and meet him at the cliff in thirty minutes, but he never said the cliff would be huge. When we all arrived, Chris explained what our challenge was.
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For this challenge, both teams had to jump into the safety zone where the buoy was, and if they missed the safety zone, they would be eaten by psychotic man-eating sharks. So far, Sadie and Katie have annoyed Chris so they can be on the same team. Thank God Izzy traded places with Katie, so now Katie and Sadie are both on the Killer Bass, while Izzy's on the same team as me. "I'm sorry, there's no way I'm doing this," Heather said, crossing her arms. "Why not?" Beth asked, and somehow, I knew that Heather would say something about her hair. "Uh, Hello, national TV, I'll get my hair wet?" I was right, and I had a feeling that LeShawna was going to be pissed at Heather. "You're kidding, right?" Gwen said in disbelief. "If she's not doing it, I'm not doing it," Lindsay said before Heather high-fived her. 'Cat fight's gonna start in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1!' I counted down, and right on cue, LeShawna angrily said, "Oh, you're doing it!"
"Says, who?" Heather said back. "Says me! I'm not losing this challenge. "Cause you got your hair wet. You spoiled little daddy's girl." I was rooting for LeShawna. "Shit's about to hit the fan," I whispered to Izzy and Duncan. "Back off, ghetto-glamour, too-tight-pants-wearing, rap-star wannabe." Heather was crossing a line that should never be crossed. "Mall-shopping, ponytail-wearing, teen-girl-reading, peaking at high school prom queen!" I made a mental note to myself not to make LeShawna mad. "Well, at least I'm...popular." Out of all the comebacks, Heather's was the lamest.
