Not so happy campers part 1
At camp, Camp Wawanakwa, at a dock, showing nobody a host name, Chris McLean appears in front of the camera.
Chris: Yo! We’re coming at you live from Camp Wawanakwa, somewhere in Muskoka, Ontario, I’m your host, Chris McLean. Dropping season one of the hottest 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 judgement 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, *he laughs* and leave Total Drama Island for good. Their fate will be decided here at the dramatic campfire ceremonies, where each week, all but
Next, Chris was at the voting ceremony. stll looking into the camera smiling.
Chris: Their fate will be decided here at the dramatic campfire ceremonies, where each week, all but one camper will receive a marshmallow. *Chris grabs a marshmallow with a stick, he eats it then he throws the stick away* In the end, only one will be left standing and will be rewarded with cheesy tabloid fame and a small *holds a tiny treasure chest* fortune, which, let’s face it, they’ll probably blow in a week. To survive, they’ll have to battle
Flash shows a bear swatting flies.
Chris: black flies, *a grizzly bear roars* grizzly bears, disgusting camp food...
Flashes an image showing a grub worm.
Grub: Hey now.
Back to Chris who is back on the dock.
Chris: and each other. *A bird and her babies chirp or sing beside a camera* Every moment will be caught on of the hundreds of cameras situated all over the camp. Who will crumble under the pressure? Find out right here, right now on Total...Drama...Island.
Theme song time.
On the boat
Y/n was feeling nervous about being on some reality show his parents told him about that he didn’t want to sign up for. But they did it behind his back. His legs were shaking, he wasn’t sure if the other contenders were going to accept him due to his being autistic, since he’s been bullied for it for some time now. He takes out a picture of his parents sighs wishing he was home.
Y/n: I’m not sure if I can fit right in.
He checks what he has packed into his diary to write, just in case he gets bored or has something on his mind. He puts it up just in time when the boat stops, and he looks at the docks. He sighs and steps off the boat. He sees the host and three people who were campers before him.
Y/n: Lets get this over with.
Chris: Y/n, welcome to the show!
Y/n sees the island for the first time, his legs shaking again due to him being nervous about this place, which he wasn’t used to being out of his comfort zone.
Y/n: This is so a rip-off of Survivor.
Chris widens his eyes, averting left and right as y/n looks at the host.
Y/n: so, can I just get kick off early
Chris: That’s not how it works. Someone has to vote you off.
Y/n looks at the people before him. He gulps nervously, sets his luggage down, and then stands right next to the goth girl. He notices her raising an eyebrow at him. he gulps in fear again. He takes a step to the side. She, with her arms crossed, was not sure what was with him. She looked at Dj and Beth.
Goth girl: Uh, did I do something wrong?
They both shrugged. Y/n had to admit she was hot, but he didn’t want her to think the wrong way about him, so he kept it to himself. Just the next camper was arriving, as y/n kept his distance from the goth girl, while she wasn’t sure what she did to him, she didn’t even know him. but chose to figure it out later. When Geoff arrives, with his music playing. He was dancing on the boat, it stopped, he jumped out of it, and landed next to Chris.
Geoff: Chris McLean! ’Sup, man! It’s an honor to meet you, man!
chris The Geoff-Ster, welcome to the island, man.
Geoff: Thanks, man.
Gwen looks over to y/n with her arms crossed.
Gwen: They say “man” one more time, I’m gonna puke.
Y/n nods his head, agreeing with her on that part as he sighs, not sure if he is going to get along with the others, he was mostly worried about being bullied or judged for being autistic. the next camper arrived.
Chris: Everybody, this is Lindsay. *looks at the camera.* Not to shabby.
Lindsay approaches Chris, holding her luggage in her right hand.
Lindsay: Hiiii! Okay, you look so familiar.
Chris: I’m Chris McLean. *Lindsay looks confused* The host of the show.
Lindsay: Oh, so that’s where I know you from.
Chris: Uh..Yeah.
Y/n shakes his head at the new arrival.
Y/n: not to bright either.
Lindsay then sees y/n looking at her. She gasps, seeing him for the first time, making every in her life, y/n takes a step back, not sure why she gasps like that. Before he knew it Lindsay pulls him for a tight hug. y/n yelps his face landed on her breasts. Y/n’s eyes widen and face red since her boobs were bigger.
Lindsay: Ohh! My gosh, you’re so cute!
y/n blinks, placing his hands on her shoulder, shaking his head, looks at her blue pupil eyes, blinking in confusion.
y/n: I...am?
Lindsay: Like, yeah, you’re like a cute, chihuahuas!
Y/n is not sure how to respond to this since he has never felt love before, or the fact that he had someone like Lindsay calling him cute. He chuckles nervously, not wanting to hurt her feelings since she is hugging him for an unknown reason.
Y/n: uh..thanks, can you let me go now..please.
Lindsay didn’t hear a word he said as Gwen can see y/n was getting very uncomfortable since Lindsay’s boobs are in his face, well, her cleavages are. He looks away closing his eyes. Gwen steps in.
Gwen: Hey, * Lindsay looks at her, along with y/n.* He ask you to let him go.
Lindsay sees the look on y/n’s face, his face burning like the sun was in his face for a long time. She lets go, chuckles. Y/n falls on his back.
Lindsay: Oops..sorry.
Y/n: it’s..fine.
y/n sees Gwen sticking her hand out, he looks up to her, awed, she gives him a soft smirk, blinking in confusion.
Gwen: Come on, you’re going to take it or you’re going to sit there until others arrive.
Y/n is not sure, but he took it anyway. She helps him onto his feet, nearly falls over, but Gwen catches him before he falls completely. But his face lands on her breasts this time. Y/n widens his eyes, closes his eyes, ready for a smack to the face. But he hears Gwen giggle.
Gwen: Whoa, *snickers* haven’t you had enough breasts for today?
Y/n opens his eyes, gulps.
Y/n: heh..um..Sorry.
He turns away, letting go of Gwen, not wanting to be creepy to her. Gwen, on the other hand, wasn’t minding it. She wasn’t feeling awkward about it, and was going to say something, but then the next competitor arrived.
chris: Heather.
Heather is looking at the others as she takes off her sunglasses. Y/n gulps, getting a gut feeling she is going to be bad news. He hides behind Lindsay as she is still looking at the new arrival. pokes his head while placing his hand on her arms. Heather walks past chris. Beth runs up to her.
Beth: Hi, looks like we’re you new friends *She spits saliva due to having braces, Heather looks disgusted* for the next eight weeks.
Before Heather can say anything, the rockstar music is too loud, making y/n cover his ears due to not being a fan of loud music. Gwen glances at y/n, seeing him gritting his teeth, not being a fan of the loud sound, she is rubbing her chin, trying to figure out what was bothering him. The group looks over to see the next camper.
Chris: Duncan, dude.
Duncan goes up to Chris, putting his fist to the face for a warning.
Duncan: I don’t like surprises.
Chris: Yeah, your parole officer warned me about that, man. He also told me to give him a holler any time and have you return to juvie.
Duncan:*sniffs* Okay, then. Meet you at the campfire *walks past heather* gorgeous.
Y/n gulps, not wanting to get on this guy’s bad side, so he stayed very far away from him so he wouldn’t do anything that could provoke someone who just came out of juvie. Gwen is looking at him, confused, not sure what’s going on he stands by his own luggage just to be safe. Heather does not like Duncan’s comments.
Heather: Drop dead, you skeeze! *looks at chris* I’m calling my parents, you cannot make me stay here
She walks past the luggage and y/n while Chris pulls out the contract that their parents sign, y/n looks at Heather seeing her taking out a cell phone to call her parents.
Y/n: um, i’m not sure if they have cell service here.
Heather glares at y/n he flinches for just saying something helpful.
Heather: Who asks you, weirdo?
Y/n sighs, frowns, he wasn’t trying to pull anything, as Gwen puts her hands on her hip, arching an eyebrow at Heather, seeing she’s one of those people who are spoiled brats. Duncan rolls her eyes, saw y/n was just giving out a theory.
Gwen: That was so uncalled for.
Heather rolls her eyes, ignoring them. Everyone hears a honking noise come from the next competitor on water skis behind the boat.
Chris: Ladies and gentlemen, Tyler!
Tyler waves only to lose control, rolling above the water, then crashes, flying over everyone, crashing into the luggage, everyone cringes. y/n hope he is going to be okay. Y/n notices a luggage falling into the water, looks to see Heather is going to get wet. he grabs her wrist, pulling her out of the way before she can get wet. Instead of getting a thank you, y/n got a slap.
Y/n: Ow!* rubbing his cheek* What... was that for?
Heather: Don’t you ever touch me again, pervert.
Gwen had had enough of this; everyone just glared at her for doing that. Heck, even Duncan wasn’t happy, Gwen goes over to y/n, grabbing his shoulders from behind, giving Heather a stern look.
Gwen: Okay, let’s get away from Miss Drama Queen, *looks back* Yeesh, that’s how you thank a guy by slapping him
Heather huffs, looking away, crossing her arms. Gwen got y/n back to the group. y/n is still rubbing his cheek since that slap was painful. Gwen is placing a hand on his back, rubbing against it.
Gwen: Hey, you okay?
y/n removes the hand only for them to reveal a handprint. Gwen cringes at the type of slap Heather gave y/n just for helping her out.
Gwen: Ooh..yep that’s going to leave a mark
Y/n: not to mention..sore.
Gwen: Yeah, my advice not to help her.
Y/n: i’ll...um.
Gwen sees he’s uncomfortable around her. She sighs, placing a hand on top of his shoulder, y/n looks at it then looks at gwen she forms a soft smirk.
Gwen: Hey, it’s fine, i’m not going to hurt you or anything. i’m not sure if you heard..i’m gwen..you.
Y/n: um..it’s y/n..sorry..I’m autistic.
Everyone except for Heather looks at y/n, surprised that he is, then Gwen realizes why he was uncomfortable, some girls do think those who are like Heather don’t even get to know them. Gwen then extends her hand out, y/n looks at it, then looks at Gwen, she forms a soft smile on her face.
Gwen: Want to be friends?
Y/n hears this, smiles a bit, and guesses it wouldn’t hurt to have one person watching his back. He grabs her hand and shakes it. Gwen blushes a bit y/n did too, but they didn’t even know it yet.
Y/n: uh..sure.
That’s the best Gwen is going to get. They stopped shaking hands when Harold arrived, getting everyone’s attention.
Chris: Welcome to camp, Harold.
Harold looks at the camp, leaving everyone confused. Beth looks at DJ, curious, but he shrugs, responding to her, y/n isn’t sure what he’s thinking, but snaps out of it when Harold looks at Chris.
Harold: So you mean this show is at a crappy summer camp and not on some big stage or something?
Chris: You got it.
Harold gets happy about that, picking up his luggage, as y/n kept rubbing his cheek from the slap he got from Heather. He’s making mental notes not to go near her ever unless they have to do something. Harold then joins the others. Gwen sees y/n rubbing his cheek, she blushes without him knowing, seeing him cute. She wants him to get comfortable around her.
Chris: Contestant number nine is Trent.
Trent: Hey, good to meet you, man, saw you on that figure skating show, nice work, man.
Chris: Hey, thanks, man. I knew I rocked that show!
Beth: I saw that one of the guys dropped his partner on her head, so they got immunity that week.
Harold: Lucky, I hope I get dropped on my head.
Y/n cringes just thinking about people wanting to get dropped on their heads, so he stayed out of this, then looks at Trent, seeing him looking at the campsite.
Trent: So, this is it? *Heather squishes her hair, Harold picks his nose. Y/n sees this cringe.* All right then.
Trent goes over to the group, and y/n shivers. Not going to be able to unsee that habit of Harold’s. Trent stands next to Gwen. He grins at her, only for her to look away. While Trent looks away, Gwen looks at him, smiles back, y/n sees this, nudges her hip, getting her attention, seeing him giggle. She rolls her eyes but looks at y/n as he’s not looking. blushes.
Gwen: *Damn, two cute guys, who do I choose?* looks at y/n* maybe y/n*
She snaps out of it just to see another competitor with a surfboard in her hands. The boat stopped, and she got off the boat to be greeted by Chris. Her boat leaves, y/n getting a nice look at her. Not to be creepy, but he found her hot, by the way.
Bridgette: Hey, what’s up?
Chris: Our surf chick, Bridgette, is here.
Duncan scoffs.
Ducnan: Nice board, this ain’t Malibu, honey.
Bridgette: I thought we were going to be on the beach
Then A seagull with plastic on its neck gets washed by the waves. Bridgette frowns, seeing it wasn’t much of a beach, mostly a lake. she then picks up her surfboard ending up hitting Chris in the head.
Chris: Ow! Darn it, that hurts!
This made y/n giggle a bit cause it was funny seeing Chris getting hit. Bridgette is approaching the group, smiling, happy to be here with her surfboard.
Bridgette: Hey, guys.
Y/n: uh..like your board.
Bridgette smiles at this.
Bridgette: Thanks.
Geoff then introduced himself, making Bridgette turn around, nearly knocking everyone in the head, luckily for y/n, he was far back. Heather is getting all the water out of her hair.
Heather: Okay, we’ve met Surfer Girl, can we get on the show, please?
Y/n is not saying anything this time after the slap she gave him, ignoring the conversation. Y/n then looks at Bridgette being curious about her, mostly even Gwen. This was going to be hard. Bridgette notices him looking at her and gives y/n a smirk.
Bridgette: Hey.
Gwen notices this gets jealous all of a sudden. What if y/n likes Bridgette more than her? y/n snaps out of it, chuckles nervously, and rubs the back of his head.
Y/n: Oh… sorry…I um zone out, I’m autistic.
Bridgette places her hand on her hip, gazing at y/n, giving him a nice look. Duncan sees this, smirks at y/n, getting two girls to fall for him. It was going to be interesting.
Bridgette: Oh, very interesting, you’re cute for one.
y/n blushes hearing this.
Y/n: uh..thanks
Geoff knows when he’s out of the so he backs off. Gwen takes a deep breath, then Noah arrives, y/n sees this guy isn’t much noah is making sure that they got the life-threatening allergies. He joins the group just for Duncan to stretch his lip. y/n blinks, not sure if he wanted to know how he did it. Then Leshawna arrived.
Leshawna: What’s up, y’all, Leshawna’s in the house.
Harold gasp getting his attention.
Leshawna: Yo, baby, hey, how are you doing? How’s it going? *She and Chris high-five.* Feel free to quit now, save yourself the trouble, ’cause I came to win! Oh, what’s up, my brother? *She and DJ high-five* Give me some sugar, baby!
Harold goes up to her.
Harold: I’ve never seen a girl like you before.
Leshawna smirks, thinking to herself that Y/n’s black head was the main reason he hadn’t seen a girl like her before.
Leshawna: Excuse me?
Harold: You’re real big...and loud.
Y/n gasp, not thinking that wasn’t where it was heading.
Leshawna: WHAT DID YOU SAY TO ME, OH NO YOU DIDN’T! *Gwen and Trent look shocked y/n covers his ears* YOU HAVE NOT SEEN ANYTHING YET! *Harold defends himself with some of his karate skills, Bridgette and DJ try to stop her* I’LL SHOW YOU BIG, BABY! *Harold makes karate sounds while karate music is heard in the background* OH YEAH, YOU WANT SOME OF THIS? WELL, COME ON THEN!
Y/n shivers not to get on her bad side. Just then, Katie and Sadie arrive, and begin talking out loud, y/n begins covering his ears through the whole thing, it was bugging him.
Y/n: Ugh, I hope I brought my headphones.
Gwen sees the noises is bothering him she pulls y/n close to her helping him out Bridgette glares at this for unknown reason but y/n need help. Gwen can tell.
Gwen: I’ll tell you when they are done.
Y/n: Okay.
These girls were going to be y/n’s nightmare, like he was going to be in The Shining, except he’s at a camping trip. y/n wrapping his arms around Gwens waist she smiles softly. just accepts it. Trent looks at y/n being unsure.
Trent: What’s wrong with him?
Gwen: Loud noises bug him.
Once the girls stopped screaming so loudly, Gwen let y/n know that they had to stop screaming like fan girls, even though she was getting annoyed and wanted to gag them.
a/n: yes, I’m skipping Katie and Sadie..not a huge fan of them.*
Next was Ezekiel
Chris: Ezekiel! What’s up, man!
Ezekiel: I think I see a bird.
Trent laughs. y/n, Gwen and Geoff just blink at him, seeing that this guy is lost.
Chris: Okay, look, dude, I know you don’t get out much, been homeschooled your whole life raised by freaky prairie people, just don’t say much and try not to get kicked off too early, okay.
Y/n wasn’t expecting someone to also be homeschooled, but y/n was way smarter than this guy. Not sure the folks at home have taught him alot about the real world. ezekiel goes joins the group. Gwen was just impressed.
Gwen: That’s just...Wow.
Y/n looks around and then speaks up.
Y/n: I have a chocolate bar, hopefully it doesn’t melt, that he gets sent home early.
Gwen: I’ll take that bet.
Bridgette: Same, I’ll throw in mine as well.
Duncan pulls out 50 dollars.
Duncan: I’ll do even better 50.
The bets were on. The next camper arrived, Cody, who walks next to Chris
Chris: Cody, the Code-ster, the Code-Meister!
He and Cody high-five each other.
Cody: Dude, psyched to be here, man. I see the ladies have already arrived, all right.
Y/n groans, facepalms, seeing a person that thanks, he’s a ladies’ man, that’s what he is going to need, Cody begins tempting to pose Bridgette as y/n is standing right next to her, as she has her hands in her hoodie pocket, feeling uncomfortable. Bridgette looks over to y/n wraps her arm around him. gets his attention, he blushes a bit, having a girl hold him like this.
y/n: Um..Bridgette.
Bridgette: Please, *whispers* If I hold your arm, he’ll think I’m taken.
Y/n sighs, Geoff gives him a wink to go for it, seeing that she is into him, and they just met, y/n looks at her exposed waist, places his hand against it, she blushes, just lays her head on his shoulder, smiles. Gwen just huffs turns away.
Gwen: * ugh..she’s scoring him..*
Gwen does the same thing, y/n blushes. Duncan snickers, being this close to two girls that y/n doesn’t even know at all, even Trent, who is a little jealous that y/n has these girls just wanting attention. Bridgette gives Gwen a warning glare, but then Lindsay pulls y/n, having his head against her boobs. y/n’s face turns red. Just then, Cody stops by Leshawna and is about to say something, but then Leshawna places a finger against his lips.
Leshawna: Save it, short stuff.
Once it was over, Bridgette, Gwen, and Lindsay let go of y/n but watch over each other, making sure they aren’t going to steal him from one of them. Duncan looks over to y/n laughs
Duncan: Man, you just got here, and you’re already being fought over.
Y/n: Yeah, it’s..um different.
Duncan had no clue what y/n is talking about. Eva arrived, getting off the boat.
Chris: Eva. Nice, glad you could make it.
Eva ignores him, then goes to the group, dropping her bag on Cody’s foot. He jumps in pain.
Cody: Ow, what’s in there, dumbbells?
Eva looks at him still not smiling.
Eva: Yes.
Duncan looks over to y/n.
Duncan: She’s all yours, man.
Y/n: No thanks, I’ve got plenty.
He points with his thumb back at Gwen, Bridgette, and Lindsay, glaring at each other, preventing them from asking y/n out, even though Gwen is trying to keep it secret from them. Duncan looks at y/n, being fair to hate to be him right now.
Duncan: Good call.
They then hear someone yelling that a boat with Owen is arriving.
Owen: Wooooooooooohooooooooooooo! Chris! What’s happenin’?! *laughs* This is awesome! Woooooohoooo
Y/n covers his ears again from the cheering, seeing these new guys are excited to come to this place, unlike everyone else. y/n closes his eyes, hoping he stops.
Chris: Owen! Welcome!
Owen hugs Chris tightly catching the host off guard
Owen: Awesome to be here, man! Man, this is so...
Gwen, crossing her arms, smirks.
Gwen: Awesome?
Owen: Yes! Awesome, woohoo! Are you going to be on my team?
Gwen was being sarcastic about it, and Owen had no idea that she was. y/n was hoping the big guy could stop them, but Bridgette holds his hand, getting his attention, seeing him stress. y/n just accepts it since it helps calm him down. She smiles softly, Chris looking at Owen with an annoyed look.
Chris: You about finished?
Owen: *puts chris down* Sorry, dude, I’m just so psyched!
Chris: Cool, and here comes Courtney.
Courtney arrives smiling and waving.
Courtney: Thank you. *Owen walks and stops* Hi, you must be the other contestants. It’s really nice to meet you all.
Y/n just waves at the same time Owen turns around and begins shaking Courtney’s hand.
Owen: How’s it going? I’m Owen.
Courtney: Nice to meet you... ohhhh wow.
She looks behind her to see a good-looking man. This guy was Justin, y/n, looking around, seeing every girl besides Gwen googling at Justin while he was arriving. Duncan sees all the girls, even Owen, who is smiling at the guy for no reason. He looks at y/n.
Duncan: Seems like you’ve got competition?
Y/n was about to say something, but Lindsay, Gwen, and even Bridgette aren’t even intrested in Justin no matter how good looking is. y/n then looks back at Duncan.
Y/n: as long as I’m not getting ripped apart.
The guys had to agree on that. Justin then got off the boat.
Chris: Everyone, this is Justin. Welcome to Total Drama Island
Justin: Thanks, Chris. This is great.
Chris: Just so you know, we picked you based entirely on looks.
Justin appreciated that, and then Owen approached him as he kept on smiling.
Owen: I like your pants.
Y/n wince hearing that it didn’t sound good at all, Owen getting frustrated with himself, smacking himself in the forehead, the last contestant arriving on the last boat.
Chris: Hey, everyone, Izzy!
Izzy: Hi, Chris! Hi! Whoa!
She then trips over the railing and falls, hitting her chin on the dock. y/n cringed seeing that. Tyler laughs, seeing this, at the same time, Courtney runs over to the edge.
Courtney: Guys, she could be seriously hurt!
She helps Izzy up. Izzy shakes the water out of her hair. laughs it off.
Izzy: That felt so good, except for hitting my chin. This is a summer camp? This is so cool, do you have paper Mache? Are we having lunch soon?
Owen: That is a good call!
y/n wasn’t feeling hungry right now.
Chris: First things first, we need a group photo for the promos, everyone at the end of the dock.
Chris jumps onto a boat. Twenty-three contestants went over to the end of the dock, except for y/n, who stayed, not a fan of group pictures. Gwen notices this grabs y/n’s arms, taking him with her.
y/n: I’ve got a bad feeling about this.
Gwen: It’s just a group picture.
Y/n hopes she’s right. Once everyone was in position, y/n just smiles as Gwen places his arm around her waist, smiling at the camera. y/n blushes a bit. Chris gets their attention.
Chris: First things first, we need a group photo for the promos, everyone at the end of the dock. *The twenty-two contestants walk there. Chris jumps onto the boat* One, two, three... *a snap sound is heard* forgot the lens cap. *he puts the lens cap on*Okay, hold that pose. One, tw-- Oh no, wait, cards full. Hang on.
Leshawana rolls her eyes.
Leshawna: Come on, man, my face is starting to freeze.
Y/n agrees to take his hand off Gwen, and just stands right next to her. Chris then fixes the camera.
Chris: Got it. Okay, everyone say “Wawanakwa!”
Twenty-three: Wawanakwa
Just then, the dock collapsed, and everyone fell into the water. y/n panics, he’s not much of a good swimmer, kept splashing in the water chris laughing at this scene.
Chris: Okay, guys, dry off and meet at the campfire pit in ten
. The boat takes off as y/n is struggling to stay on the surface, as everyone else is getting onto the land. y/n grabs hold of some floating wood and notices Bridgette is floating on her surfboard after that prank Chris pulled. staying on the wood hoping she doesn’t mind at all.
Y/n: hey..um. bridgette.
Bridgette stops, looks at y/n, smiling at him, seeing he’s alright.
Bridgette: sup?
Y/n: uh..you wouldn’t mind a passenger would you?
Bridgette gets close to y/n on her board next to the wood, still smiling softly at him.
Bridgette: Hop on.
y/n gets on the board, getting behind the surfer girl. He looks around, trying to find somewhere to hold onto. He’s never been on a surfboard or with another person before. then looks at Bridgette.
Y/n: so what do I hold onto?
Bridgette, seeing he’s new to being on a surfboard, scoots back, leaning against y/n, getting his attention.
Bridgette: Just hold onto my waist.
Y/n sighs, not like he has a choice. He wraps his arms around her waist. Y/n and Bridegtte blushes. Gwen watches from the sure, grits her teeth she wanted some y/n. Lindsay, finishing drying off, sees this.
Lindsay: Hey! no fair!
Heather meets y/n and Bridgette, who just notice that some campers had a bad feeling about this. Heather sees y/n’s hands are touching Bridgette’s waist, seeing that the duo are back, she wasn’t done with y/n.
Heather: Whoa, you really are a pervert.
Y/n cringes. Bridgette looks at y/n’s hands, seeing that they were just on her waist. At the same time, Gwen tilted her head at Heather after she said that to y/n. She saw y/n needed help.
Bridgette: How is this perverted? He’s just holding on, since he’s never been on a surfboard.
Heather: ppf, that’s just an act, you know, those who are autistic, right, they love being inappropriate.
Y/n sighs, hearing this, Bridgette glares at her, even Gwen wanted just to punch her, stopping her from talking to y/n like that, all because he helped her from getting wet
Bridgette: That’s not even true.
Heather: Oh, yeah, he touched me for no reason.
Bridgette wasn’t sure what had happened before she arrived, but drama had already happened. Heather had left. Bridgette looks over to Gwen after they get off the surfboard, leaving their stuff.
Bridgette: Did that really happen?
Gwen: No, y/n happens to move her out of the way, keeping her from getting soaked, then she slaps him.
Bridgette gasps, looks at the handprint on y/n’s face. It was going away just a little bit, but it was very noticeable. the surfer check was upset heather did that it was proof enough y/n’s not a pervert.
After drying off, y/n is sitting next to Gwen. Bridgette sees this, huffs, wishing it was her instead of the goth girls. Lindsay kept thinking about y/n as Chris started speaking.
Chris: This is Camp Wawanakwa, your home for the next eight weeks. The campers sitting around you will be your cabin mates, your competition and maybe even your friends. You dig? *Harold smiles at Duncan. Duncan threatens Harold* The camper who manages to stay on Total Drama Island the longest without getting voted off will win $100,000!
Duncan: Excuse me? What will the sleeping arrangements be? Because I’d like to request a bunk under her.
Heather freaks out being pointed out by him.
Heather: They’re not co-ed, are they?
Chris: Noooo. Girls get one side of each cabin and dudes get the other *pauses loks at y/n* Well, accept for y/n.
Y/n looks around, confused, hoping Chris is pulling an April Fools joke cause he’s not laughing, even Heather isn’t. Y/n shivers thinking about whats going to happen.
Y/n: Me?
chris: yes you, your parents want you to social more and that theirs no room on the guys side.
Y/n sighs, hunches over, and gwen places her hand on his back knowing that was alot to putting y/n through. Y/n looks at her they just became friends.
Y/n: This is going to be awkward.
Gwen: Look, on the bright side, it’ll prove to Drama Queen that you’re not a pervert.
Heather huffs while every girl agrees to that. y/n was going to find that hard to believe since Heather has something against those who are autistic, Lindsay then gets her attention.
Lindsay: Excuse me, Kyle. Can I have a cabin with the lake view since I’m the prettiest?
Chris: Okay, you are. But that’s not really how it works here. And it’s Chris.
A/n: skipping Katie and Sadie, sorry for those who are fans of those characters, just plan annoying.
Gwen is placing her hand on her chin.
Gwen: This cannot be happening.
Owen hugs her, and Tyler, y/n, getting up, avoiding it since he saw it coming, not wanting a hug from Owen would be his nightmare, not wanting to hurt the guy’s feelings.
Owen: Aww, come on, guys! It’ll be fun, it’s like a big sleepover!
Y/n hunches over, thinking about it.
Y/n: * ugh, yeah, not going to think about it.*
Tyle: At least you don’t have to sleep next to him.
y/n and Gwen both look to see Duncan giving a deer a noggie, then look at each other confuse then look. Chris then holds out a piece of paper, looking at everyone.
Chris: Here’s the deal. We’re gonna split you into two teams if I call your name out go stand over there. Gwen, Y/n, Trent, Heather, Cody, Lindsay, Beth, Katie, Owen, Leshawna, Justin, and Noah.
y/n getting up stands to the left where. Chris is talking about. He stands next to Gwen because he is comfortable around her. She didn’t mind as long as it wasn’t Heather, but he was going to be on her team, and he hoped to get through this. but atleast he made two friends. Bridgette and Gwen.
Chris: *tosses a green flag* You are officially known as, *a logo shows a gopher screaming like in a boxing match* the Screaming Gophers!
Owen: Yeah! I’m a gopher! Woooo!
Katie then asks about Sadie. Y/n sighs, being stuck with one of them is going to be a nightmare. Gwen looks over to y/n with a soft smile hoping to cheer him up.
Gwen: Atleast were on a team.
Y/n: Yeah.
They both fist-bump each other, blushing even more. Bridgette sighs, she wanted to be on y/n’s team, but then again, they can still talk to each other even on different teams.
Chris: The rest of you over here. Geoff, Bridgette, D.J, Tyler, Sadie, Izzy, Courtney, Ezekiel, Duncan, Eva, and Harold. Move, move, move!
Sadie begins complaining about Katie being a gopher. Courtney tells her it was going to be all right. y/n groans knowing this is going to be a long month for him.
Chris: You guys will officially be known as *a logo shows an angry bass* the Killer Bass!
Harold is holding the flag in his hands.
Harold: Awesome! It’s like.... Amazing
Each team then looks at Chris, who starts explaining more about this place and what’s going to happen.
Chris: All right, campers, you and your team will be on camera in all public areas during this competition. *Static buzzing, in the confessional for the first time* You will also be able to share your innermost thoughts on tape with video diaries anytime you want. Let the audience at home know what you’re really thinking. Or just get something off your chest.
static buzzing
Gwen has her arms crossed.
Gwen: Um, okay... So far, this stinks.
static buzzing
Showing Lindsay standing up with her butt in front of the camera.
Lindsay: Um, I don’t get it. Where’s the camera guy?
Static buzzing
Y/n is looking at the camera left and right.
Y/n: Yeah, I’m not going to be able to fit right in.
Static ends
Every camper was heading to two cabins, one on the left and two on the right, as y/n is holding his luggage against him. He shivered, didn’t think he would be sharing a room with girls. Chris stops and turns to them.
Chris: All right. Any questions? Cool. Let’s find your cabins. Gophers, you’re in the east cabin. Bass, you’re in the west.
Once inside, they see bunk beds. Heather wasn’t liking this as y/n is poking his head, his emotions were getting to him, chattering his teeth, then gulping, hoping he can survive.
Heather: Bunk Beds? Isn’t that a little summer camp?
Gwen, shoving Heather out of the way, looks back to her while y/n is unsure of this.
Gwen: That’s the idea, genius.
Heather glares at the goth girl.
Heather: Shut up, weird goth girl!
Heather then looks at y/n, raising an eyebrow since he’s stuck here with them, y/n flinches, not liking his first day here was going to be. Y/n sweats.
Heather: Well, you’re coming in, you’re letting all the cold air out.
Y/n: um..I think..i’ll just sleep outside.
Gwen turns around, not letting that happen. It may be weird for her, but she’s not letting a friend of hers sleep outside.
Gwen: Sorry, y/n, face it, your parents told the host, and now you’re sleeping here with us.
Y/n sighs, he and Gwen put their stuff down as Cody comes up from behind her at the same time y/n is taking out his sleeping bag on the floor since there isn’t enough bunk beds.
cody: You’re so smart, I feel that!
Gwen turns around, not wanting to know why he was doing here, placing her hands on her hip, arching an eyebrow at Cody, with y/n watching, seeing Cody is in here.
Gwen: Should you be on the boy’s side?!
Cody: Uh..i’m here to replace y/n.
Y/n sighs in relief. He grabs his sleeping bag, about to head to the door, only for Gwen to grab Cody, sending him flying out the door, then looks at y/n, blinking as Gwen dusts her hands and looks at y/n, placing her hands on her hips.
Gwen: now thats a weirdo.
Y/n: uh, he.
Gwen: Drop the sleeping bag, you’re going to live through this.
Y/n sighs, did what she said, placing it in the middle of the floor, y/n unfolds it placing his pillows on the ground. Gwen seeing y/n not wanting to look at either one of them. y/n then notices some legs are in his way.
Heather: Okay, perve ground rules.
Y/n groans even more heather is being a pain right now.
Y/n: Yeah..I know the pervert rule, no looking when you’re changing, no touching no looking. that’s about it.
Gwen sees y/n telling Heather about the rules. Heather had more.
Heather: Theres more.
Leshawna hears this and crosses her arms at Heather. Even Gwen crosses her arms, seeing her treating y/n like he’s Cody, and she just tosses Cody out of the room. Now y/n isn’t like that
Leshawna: Now hold it, the rule he just told you is simple enough. All he can do is wait or he can change first.
Gwen: I second that.
Heather: Seriously, you’re okay with this creep in our room since that’s all autistic people are anyway.
Y/n lowers his head, hearing this, trying not to let it go to his head. Gwen sees the words are getting into his head, helping y/n up. He looks at her, seeing she’s concerned.
Gwen: Come on, y/n lets go somewhere where there isn’t someone bossy.
y/n: okay..sorry.
Gwen looks over and shrugs.
Gwen: Hey, don’t be. That girl has a lot of problems.
They go outside, where it’s quiet, and sit on the steps next to each other, Lindsay holding some wires.
Lindsay: Where are the outlets? I have to plug in my straightening iron
Chris: There are some in the communal bathrooms. Just across the way.
Lindsay: Communal bathrooms? But...I’m not Catholic.
Y/n groans at this girl. How she got that mix-up, but then again, she might not have a brain.
Chris: Wow...shocker
Gwen looks back, letting y/n sit right next to her, taking out his ear buds, connecting them to his phone, and begins listening to music, knowing what’s going to happen.
Gwen: It means we shower together, idiot
Lindsay complains, making Gwen cover her ears, but then Gwen notices y/n having ear buds in his ear listening to music she nudges y/n getting his attention.
Gwen: You don’t mind, do you?
Y/n nods, taking ear buds, sticking it into Gwen’s ear. She smiles, loving the choice y/n had on his playlist, ignoring the guys talking. They both figured that Lindsay is done complaining just to hear Geoff questioning Chris.
Geoff: Excuse me, Chris? Is there, uh, a chaperone of any kind in this facility here?
Chris: You’re all 16 years old, as old as a counselor in training at a regular summer camp. So other than myself. You’ll be unsupervised. You’ve got half an hour to unpack and meet me back at the main lodge, starting now.
Geoff: Nice!
Just then, everyone hears Lindsay scream. Everyone checks to see what is going on, just to see a cockroach. DJ screams, jumps onto Gwen’s bed, and breaks it. Gwen wasn’t pleased about it.
Gwen: That was my bed.
Everyone is trying to kill it, some got onto the bed, getting away with it. y/n is just standing there seeing everyone struggle trying to kill it until Duncan has an axe in his hand and slices it, killing the roch. Gwen was impressed by this even y/n was while he was making a mental note not to piss off Duncan.
Gwen: Well, that’s one way to kill a cockroach.
Tyler then goes to Lindsay, being tough.
Tyler:If you ever see one of those again, just let me know, ’kay? Cause, *he sniffs*you know, I can do that too.
Lindsay and Tyler are smiling at each other. Duncan scoffs and looks at y/n.
Duncan: They always go for the jocks.
But then Lindsay walks past Tyler, getting into y/n’s arms, catching him off guard, wrapping hers around his neck. looking down into y/n’s eyes. he blushes red. Gwen snarls, seeing how close she is.
Duncan: Or I stand corrected.
Lindsay trails her finger on y/n’s chest, biting her lips, gazing into y/n’s eyes. Tyler sighs and then leaves. Lindsay is kicking her feet. not mindin being held like this.
Lindsay: Ohh, it’s okay n/n, you can always get the next bug.
Y/n: Um..yeah..thanks for..the support..can you get off now.
Gwen takes y/n, drags him out of the cabin at the same time, and Bridgette sees Lindsay trying to have y/n for herself. Leshawna sees a love war happening between all three girls over y/n. Lindsay glares. This wasn’t over; they were going to have their moment with y/n, if they both liked it or not.
Leshawna: oh boy, hopefully they won’t tear him apart.
Next everyone was in a cafeteria after that whole mess. y/n standing behind Gwen, looking at an angry chef.
Chef: Listen up! I serve it three times a day and you’ll eat it three times a day! Grab a tray, get your food, and sit your butts down NOW!
Y/n gulps, getting nervous since this guy can fold him like a chair if someone gets on his bad side. Lindsay is in line getting her food
Lindsay: Excuse me, my nutritionist says I shouldn’t eat any white sugar, white flour, or dairy.
Chef crushes a flie. Lindsay cringes, y/n gulps, seeing that going to try to make sure he’s not going to end up like the fly just now.
Gwen: I don’t think that’s gonna be a problem.
The meat moved, lindsay chose to accept it leaving to sit down as gwen is next in line looks at chef, y/n’s eyes nearly pops out he was next in line after her.
Gwen: Okay, I hate to be predictable and complain on the first day but I think mine just moved.
Chef grits his teeth slams his hammer onto the meet making y/n finch and Gwen getting the message. she leaves y/n gulps shaking in fear chef is glaring at him.
Chef: Well! you getting your food or what!
Y/n takes it then zooms to sitting alone y/n huffs. He looks at each table, it was like school, nowhere to sit. y/n sits on the floor looking at his food, only for Gwen, Lindsay, and Bridgette to notice. him sitting alone.
Gwen: y/n.
Y/n looks up, seeing that Gwen is looking at him, and he blushes. Bridgette huffs. She is too late, to have y/n sit with her.
Gwen: heres a seat.
Y/n: you sure.
Gwen smiles, nods y/n sighs, thinking about his life. He gets up, joins gwen y/n takes a bite, only to spit it out. Gwen cringes patting his back he looks back at her.
Gwen: Yeah..i’m not going to eat it at all.
Geoff asked to order pizza, only for the chef to throw his clever hit, hitting the wall, making a second choice, it was eating this stuff. Gwen then looks at y/n, being curious about the first challenge.
Gwen: So, what do you think they’ll make us do?
Y/n: uh..I’m not sure..and I don’t want to find out.
Gwen looks back at the others seeing they were asking the same thing. Gwen then smiles softly.
Gwen: I’m sure it won’t be too bad..right
She was wrong. They found every camper found themselves in their swimsuits as y/n is shaking in fear on top of a very high cliff, y/n’s life here at this camp was just the beginning.
Y/n: oh..fuck.
a/n: Next time on never alone
