Chapter 1: We're Back Baby! - Part 1

The camera focuses on an iron gate, the fence encasing an abandoned film lot. Dirty and weathered letters that appear to have once been a shining gold tower above, yet what they spell out is unknown due to several of them having fallen off and being long forgotten. Trash litters the black concrete. The only life evident in the shot is the cockroach crawling across the road. Somewhere inside the lot a devious host awaits, sitting in his golf cart anticipating the arrival of this season's fourteen contestants.

"Where the fuck are they?!" Chris shouts out in frustration. An hour has passed since filming was scheduled to begin, but the host was still waiting in the scorching summer heat for the bus to show up. The show doesn't have a large enough budget to cover the necessary expenses and his personal needs, let alone paying the film crew for working overtime.

Chef leans against the golf cart, glaring at his only friend. "I told you the bus wasn't going to make it. Who in their right mind would think it's a good idea to rent a bus for ten bucks?" He lets out a grunt. "Those kids are goners."

"How was I supposed to refuse such a great offer? I can now add the transportation funds to my massage budget. It takes work to look this good." Chris retorts.

"You're not going to look so good if the cast ends up dead and you get sent to jail."

Fear engulfs his face. Chris couldn't care less about the contestants. However, the producers made sure McLean read his contract and the guidelines he must follow after the multiple lawsuits the show faced after the previous season. In short, dead contestants means a lengthy prison sentence, and Chris is pretty sure jail would put an end to his run as a television personality. "Where are those kids!?"

"Oh my god! I so can't believe we get to come back for another season. I'm so excited!" Lindsay gushes. Her nose presses against the filth infested window as her eyes take in the empty fields and bright blue sky. The landscape hasn't changed much throughout the past half hour, but that doesn't seem to bother the loveable blonde too much.

Gwen turns around in her seat and rolls her eyes at the girl from between the crack. "Right. Because Chris's insane challenges are something to look forward to." She leans back in her seat and stares moodily through her own window. "I'm just shaking with excitement."

"At least we get to go through this together." A warm hand grasps onto hers with a comforting grip. Trent smiles at his girlfriend in adoration. The two began genuinely dating after the show premiered. They were wary at first due to them living in different provinces, but they decided to try to keep their relationship alive. For the first few months they would Skype every Tuesday night, but that soon came to an end when they ran out of things to talk about and their digital dates felt like a chore. However, Trent wasn't ready to move on from his summer romance, so he sold his favourite autographed guitar that he had since he was ten years old to purchase a ticket there and back to visit Gwen during the spring break. Their relationship has been difficult, but they remain together as Total Drama Island's most beloved couple.

Lindsay seems unaware of the goth's sarcasm. "When I win the million, I'm going to Paris! We should totally go together." The blonde gasps in excitement. "You could be my new BFF! I can share my favourite pink lip gloss with you. That green colour totally washes you out."

"Thanks Lindsay, but I think I'll pass."

She only shrugs in response, but soon her eyes light up once again. "Maybe Tyler will be back this season! I can bring him to Paris!" After last season, Lindsay and Tyler were unable to reunite. This is partially due to the distance between them, as well as Lindsay having forgotten her phone number and given her jock boyfriend the wrong one. The blonde, despite her trouble remembering the simplest of things, hasn't yet forgotten her former flame. Unfortunately, she is having trouble remembering what he looks like.

She stands up from her seat and walks into the aisle. "Tyler? Tyler? Where are you?" She stops in front of a seat near the back. "Are you Tyler?" She asks the boy. He looks up from his phone in confusion before morphing his lips into a sly smile.

"I can be whoever you want me to be." Cody grins at the blonde, wiggling his eyebrows seductively. Ever since his early elimination in the previous season, he's been eager to come back and redeem himself as a competitor and a person. Going back to school after the show aired was brutal. Teenage boys can be horrible, and his newfound fame wasn't enough to save him from their bullying. Total Drama only seemed to aggravate the torment that he already received. The new season ahead of him is the perfect chance to change his image, and he already has plans on how to do so.

Leshawna overhears his comment and pulls the blonde into the seat beside her, glaring at the geek. "Boy, that's disgusting. Don't you dare try to take advantage of the poor girl." Her eyes stare him down menacingly, causing him to squirm in his seat. He looks back down at his phone in hope of escaping her fiery gaze.

She turns to face Lindsay. "Tyler isn't competing in this season, sweetie." Leshawna speaks slowly and clearly, hoping to get her message through to the blonde, but there seems to be no luck as Lindsay only looks at her in confusion before getting up and continuing to call out Tyler's name.

"That was awesome." The redheaded nerd says from across the aisle. Harold gawks with lust at the girl he worships even though she has rejected his every attempt to seduce her. The redhead knows there's little hope for the relationship, but he isn't ready to stop dreaming about his luscious Leshawna.

She flashes a smile and flips her ponytail off her shoulder. "No way I'll sit around and let that twerp mess with my girl. Boys like him drive me crazy."

"You know what drives me crazy?" Noah drones from beside Harold. His monotone voice startles Leshawna, who was completely unaware that he was even there. The short bookworm removes his eyes from the novel he was engrossed in; probably for the first time over the three-hour long trip. Ever since Total Drama Island, he's come to resent the show. He just can't comprehend why he was voted off so early. Sure, he could've tried harder in that dodgeball challenge, but there had to be better options to vote off. After all, he had Heather on his team. Noah's been dreading the day he'll return to the show. If it were up to him, he'd be at home.

"The hormone infested Barbie and Ken have been eating each other's faces since we got on the bus." The bookworm nods towards Geoff and Bridgette at the front of the bus, who are locked in a steamy make out session. "The sound of their spit is driving me insane."

"I think that's sweet. Sure, a little gross, but it's adorable how in love they are with each other. You're just jealous because your pessimism scares away anyone who may be interested in you." Leshawna says.

Noah rolls his eyes with a bored sigh. "Yeah, I'm so jealous that I don't have someone to drool on my face. Take another dig at my pride, why don't you." He ignores Leshawna's apologetic glance and picks up his book to continue where he left off.

"WAHHHHHHH!"

Heather presses her hands against her ears. "Can you shut the fuck up already?" The Queen B snarls. After having her head shaved and being kicked off right before the finale, it came as a surprise that Heather made no attempt to look back at her choices and try to change herself for the better. She is aware that she made some mistakes throughout her run on the show, but she doesn't regret how she played the game. Heather is as mean as ever, if not worse.

"I miss Sadie!" The twin blubbers, her face covered in snot and tears. Chris and the producers decided to bring back one of the BFF's for another season. Heather suspects that she was only put into the cast to be an early vote, since every good elimination-based reality TV show must have a few throw away contestants. The teens sitting near the sobbing Katie have come to wonder if bringing only the one was meant to torture them.

The Queen B points a finger at the girl threateningly. "If I have to hear another second of your crying, I swear I'll throw you out of this bus."

"You wouldn't do that." Katie gulps in fear, her tears momentarily coming to a halt.

"Try me."

The lone twin slides down in her seat, mellowing her cries to a quiet whimper. Not quite what Heather wanted, but no one is ready to complain if it means the pounding in their heads can calm down a bit.

"I thought she'd never stop." The delinquent lets out a sigh of relief. "One more minute of that and I'd be jumping out of the window. No way the million is worth that torture." He looks around to find his cowboy hat wearing friend but stops when he realizes Geoff is still attached to his girlfriend. The two are currently taking up part of the aisle at the front of the bus, making it impossible to pass them.

"There's no stopping them." DJ says from beside the delinquent. "I needed to ask the driver to stop so I could take a leak, but they couldn't hear me when I asked them to move. It's like they're in their own world."

Duncan stands up, holding the seat in front of him for support so he doesn't fall from the bus's constant jolting. "No way am I going to sit through the rest of the ride listening to that." He stops for a second so the smacking of their lips can be heard. "I'm putting a stop to this."

He slides past DJ and stands in the aisle. The delinquent moves slowly in an effort to remain upright. For a second, he looks like he's about to fall, but is steadied by Justin who quickly reaches out to catch him. "Thanks man." Duncan mutters under his breath, continuing towards the hormonal couple before the model can reply.

Duncan leans down and tears the teenagers apart, the smack from their lips separating so loud that even Cody at the very back could hear it. Geoff and Bridgette, both with a fair share of slobber on their chins, look up at the delinquent.

"What's up man?" Geoff asks, sitting up straight. Bridgette follows behind him, wiping her face with her sleeve while a red blush coats her face.

"Dude, you two have been going at it for the past three hours." Duncan states with a smirk. "I'm all for a hot make out session, but the sound of you guys eating each other's faces is driving everyone crazy."

Geoff flashes a lazy grin and drapes his arm over the surfer's shoulders. "You're just jealous that Jessica isn't here. You'd be all over her in a second."

"We broke up." Duncan says to his friend with a straight face. After the competition for the million-dollar briefcase at the end of Total Drama Island, Duncan broke up with Courtney for choosing to go after the money rather than stay with her injured boyfriend. The delinquent, never allowing his heart to overrule his pride, decided the best way to prove he was over the CIT was to find a new girl. He began dating a girl named Jessica, someone who was just as punk and rebellious as him. He never heard any complaining and arguing from her. However, dating a clone of himself wasn't as great as he thought it'd be. Sure, she enjoyed all the crazy and illegal things that he liked to do, but something felt missing in their relationship. Right before getting on the bus he sent a text breaking up with her.

Geoff looks at him in disbelief. "No way, bro. You guys were all over each other."

DJ grins. "You guys were worse than Geoff and Bridgette. How did you not pass out from a lack of oxygen?"

"I get it, okay? We're done and not getting back together any time soon." Duncan grunts in annoyance.

Geoff raises his hands up in surrender. "It's cool man. We were just poking fun."

"How about you try 'poking fun' at someone else?"

Bridgette looks at him with concern. "Do you want to talk about your breakup?"

"Malibu, I'm not some needy girl who has to cry and whine about their feelings whenever life doesn't go the way they want it. How about you keep your nose out of my business?" Duncan snaps. He feels guilty when he sees the hurt on her face but pushes his thoughts of regret away.

Bridgette looks at Geoff questioningly before turning back at the delinquent with a glare. "You've been such a jerk since you and Courtney broke up. She may have been annoying but at least she put you in your place."

"You really should get back together with Courtney. She's hot bro." Geoff stops speaking when his girlfriend smacks him in the side. "I mean, not as hot as my Bridgey-Bear, but she's a good-looking chick. Give her a second chance."

Duncan appears deep in thought before shaking his head. "No way. She's too uptight. It was fun bothering her last season, but I don't think I can handle an actual relationship with her. There's a reason why we only lasted a few days. Anyways, she's not even in this season."

"Bummer, dude." Geoff says.

The bus comes to a sudden halt, the tires letting out a loud screech of agony. The contestants are thrown from their seats, groans of pain thundering through the air. Smoke is billowing from the bus's engine. The bus driver, who has seemed shady throughout the entire ride, lets out a cackle as the doors open with a groan, one falling to the ground with a bang. Despite their new injuries, the cast is in a rush to get off the bus and away from the potential psychopath.

There is a collective uproar of pushing and shoving as the contestants grab their luggage and hastily exit through the bus doors. Several hands and feet get trampled along the way, but the teens manage to step off the rickety bus before the single door slams shut and the automobile speeds off, suffocating the cast in a cloud of smoke.

"Chris paid for us each to have our own private boat last season, but this year he gets a crappy old bus. It's like he doesn't even care anymore. Gosh." Harold says. Everyone nods in agreement.

The Queen B steps forward towards the film lot's gate, shoving Gwen to the side in the process and knocking her into Leshawna.

"What's your damage?" Leshawna snaps at her rival while she helps her friend steady herself from the near fall. She grabs onto the girl's wrist to prevent her from walking away. "Would it hurt you to try to be nice for once?"

"It's Heather, she'd probably break out in hives." Gwen sneers from beside her.

The Queen B rolls her eyes, viciously pulling her arm from Leshawna's grasp. She raised her hands to straighten to wig that sat crooked on her head. "Oh, fuck off. That was an accident. If I really wanted to be a bitch, I'd do more than walk into her." Heather shares a glare with the two girls before continuing on her way. She looks up at the gate, yelling out Chris's name and threats to sue for child endangerment. Heather kicks the rusted metal in frustration, only gaining a stubbed toe for her efforts.

"That girl creases me." Leshawna says, shaking her head in disgust.

Gwen lets out a snort. "She's the worst. How did she even make it to the final three last season?"

"I honestly don't know. Seriously, how did I go home before her? Chris's stupid rules tricked those guys at Playa de Losers to vote me off. He probably played a part in Heather's ridiculously long reign." Leshawna says in annoyance.

Gwen nods in agreement. "I wouldn't be surprised. That guy only cares about the ratings. Even if that means sacrificing the 'reality' part of the show."

A few feet away Duncan sits against the fence, rubbing his head while mentally cursing the bus driver's driving abilities. "Where even is that prick? Isn't he supposed to be here before us? Talk about a shitty host."

"Boy, what the hell happened to your head?" Leshawna asks, pushing his hand away. Several gasps were heard as they took in the cut on his temple.

Bridgette looks at him in concern, hesitantly using her sleeve to wipe away some blood to get a better look. "You need to get that checked out. I mean, it doesn't look too serious, but I'm not exactly a nurse."

"Calm down, I'm fine. I've had worse." He brushes the surfer off and puts his hand back to his temple. "The head just bleeds a shit ton. Must've hit it on something when the bus stopped."

Bridgette is stopped from speaking by a golf cart pulling up in front of them, Chris honking the horn to announce his arrival. His glowing smile seems less effective when being overlaid by the many groans and complaints.

Chris glares at the contestants. "I have an intro to film, so SHUSH!" He presses his index finger against Heather's lips but moves it away after seeing the murderous glint in her eyes. He turns away from the teens and smiles at the camera in front of him. "I'm your host, Chris McLean, bringing you the highly anticipated second season of your favourite show Total Drama! This season on Total Drama Action, there'll be—"

"You can say all of that nonsense later. You've got an editing team for a reason. Let's just get the first challenge over with so I can lay down and relax." Leshawna interrupts.

Heather steps forward with a frown. "As much as I hate siding with her; really, I do, Leshawna is right."

"'Leshawna is right'? Did I mishear you or—"

Heather wrinkles her nose in disgust. "Oh, shut up. Chris, can we get this over with. I'd rather win the million before the year is over."

"Alright, just get in." Chris whines. "You guys never let me have fun."

The golf cart drives through the film lot, going past many diverse sets. Although many of them seem rather interesting, Chris feels no need to talk about them.

"Woah." Harold's eyes in wonder. "Is that the set from Galaxy Wars?" He points at one of the backdrops. The space inspired set causes the nerds in the group to gawk in delight.

"No, it's from a cheap rip off version." Chris states. "None of these sets are from big name productions. We don't have the budget for that."

Trent nudges Gwen. "How much of the show's budget do you bet he's using for himself?"

"With how things are looking, I'm surprised the show actually has a budget." She replies with a chuckle.

Chris turns his head around to glare at the talking teens. "I'm giving a tour, so no talking!" He faces forward once more; his signature smile back on his face.

"Somehow, he's managed to become even more unlikeable than he was last season." Noah whispers to Cody in annoyance.

"You'll be spending the next six weeks here, competing against each other in challenges to escape elimination or for rewards. All for the chance to win the big cash prize!" Chris exclaims.

Leshawna smirks. "You can all leave now, 'cause I've come here to win."

"For the last time, SHUSH!" Chris glares at the cast. "Like last season, one team will win, and the other team will watch one of their own make their way down the dreaded Walk of Shame to the Lame-o-sine."

As he drives past the Lame-o-sine he rolls up the windows to his section of the vehicle, leaving the campers to choke on the clouds of exhaust. Coughs erupt from the campers as they try to rid the fumes from their lungs.

"Typical Chris." Heather growls, a coughing fit shaking through her body. "Where did he even get that? There's no way it's legal to drive that thing."

Chris ignores her comment, choosing to continue with what he's been saying. He's come to the realization that there's no shutting the teens up. "Now, since you don't have the outhouse to dump your deepest, darkest secrets in, you'll dish the dirt in our new makeup confessional!"

Confessional: Lindsay

She looks around the confessional with wide eyes. "A whole trailer full of makeup?!" A shrill screech emits from her small frame, the irritating noise topping the worst heard from Katie and Sadie.

Confessional: Noah

"I already hate it here." He drones with a straight face.

"To your left is the craft services tent, catered by Chef." Chris gestures towards the white tent but is soon interrupted by Chef running out like a madman waving a frying pan in the air as he chases after a raccoon.

"If you survive Chef, you'll have to make it through the awards ceremony!" They drive past a gilded stage, a statue of Chris presiding on either side.

"All but one loser will receive a gilded Chris award!" Chris enthuses, his eyes wide with wonder. "Damn, don't I look good in gold?"

The delinquent lets out a snort. "His ego can't get any bigger."

"I know, what a narcissist." The goth laughs.

Justin flashes one of his signature smiles to the host. "I think it's great that someone is so confident in their self worth. If you've got it, flaunt it. Hey, Chris?" Katie clings to his side, nodding vigorously as she stares at him lustfully.

"Now," Chris announces, the golf cart coming to a stop before two trailers. "This season you'll be sleeping with the enemy. Girls will be in the trailer on the left, boys on the right. You'll be getting nice and cozy, since these trailers are less than half the size of the cabins from last year."

Geoff looks at his surfer girlfriend with a pout. "They'll be co-ed one year, babe."

"Seriously, Geoff?" She smacks his chest, turning her back to him. Bridgette is embarrassed with what her boyfriend is implying. She has no interest in sleeping with him. She believes in keeping her personal life private, so naturally she's furious that on national tv Geoff is giving off the wrong impression about their relationship.

"Come on," Chris says, "this is supposed to be a family friendly show. I'd be bombarded with lawsuits if I let you horny teenagers be around each other unattended."

"Bummer." Duncan snorts.

Chris, ready to put the current topic to an end, continues his monologue. "Once again, there'll be two teams, competing in dangerous challenges to win immunity from elimination. Unpack your bags, get settled, and meet at the mess hall, because we'll be starting our first challenge in ten." He points to his watch as the cast climb down from the vehicle. Once the last person steps off, he drives away in a hurry.

"So, Trent, how are things going with you and Gwen?" Cody asks cautiously, his wide eyes staring at the musician questioningly.

Trent shrugs with a happy grin. "Pretty good, I think. Sure, we haven't seen much of each other since last season, but it's Gwen and I. We're unstoppable. Stop me now if I sound too corny, but I think she may be the one."

"Definitely too corny." Noah interrupts, rolling his eyes at how naïve the musician is. "Teenage romances almost never work out. They all say that they're 'in love' and that the person is 'the one', but in two years they'll just grow out of the relationship and move on."

Cody frowns at the bookworm. "Come on, Noah. You're just trying to be a downer. I'm sure Trent and Gwen will be just fine."

"You can say whatever you want, but that doesn't change that I'm right. Goth girl is going to break his heart."

"Hey," Trent says with a pointed glare, "don't call her that, she has a name. You're just putting me down because you don't know what it's like being in love with someone."

"You know what?" Noah asks with a scowl. "You're right. I haven't been in love. I haven't been in love because I don't want to waste my time with stupid relationship drama. Life is a lot easier when you only have to worry about yourself." The three boys stand in silence, Trent feeling too guilty about his last words to speak.

The geek stares at the teen uncomfortably. "That's really sad."

"Oh shit!"

At the other side of the trailer the delinquent's eyes stare down Geoff, his cowboy hat wearing friend having just caught something that fell out of Duncan's bag. The party animal looks down at the item in his hand. His eyes grow wide before he breaks out into a fit of laughter.

"Fuck you, Geoff. Give it back!" The delinquent demands with a snarl. He darts for Geoff's hand, but his friend only holds it further out of his reach.

Geoff lets out a wheeze as he collects his breath. "Bro, why do you have this? You're still so hung up over—"

"Come on, dude. Stop being a dick." Duncan goes for the item again, but Geoff is faster and holds it out to the side. He tauntingly waves the picture of Courtney in the air.

"It's cool, man. I know what it's like to be head over heels into a girl. Just admit that you're—"

Duncan shakes his fist at the party animal. "Shut up if you don't want me to give you a black eye."

"Woah, harshness dude." Geoff playfully rolls his eyes and tosses the picture back at Duncan. The delinquent snatches it as fast as possible and shoves it under his pillow to hide it from the prying eyes that stare at the two. Duncan proceeds to storm out of the trailer, slamming the door on his way out.

DJ looks over at Geoff with raised eyebrows. "What's wrong with him?" Geoff offers a devious smile in response.

Confessional: Duncan

He points his finger threateningly at the camera. "If Geoff knows what's good for him, he'll keep his mouth shut." Duncan raises his arms to his chest and crosses them defiantly, his eyes sporting a signature glare. "I'm not into Courtney. One of my idiot brothers probably shoved that picture into my bag as some kind of stupid joke." He doesn't sound very convincing.

"Aren't you supposed to be some kind of spoiled rich girl? Your wig look like something out of a horror movie." Leshawna says to Heather from the comfort of her bunk. The Queen B's eyes glare daggers.

"My parents cut me off for tarnishing the family name or something. This is all that I could afford." Heather reaches up to adjust the wig on her head.

Leshawna grins. "That's what you deserve for your beastly attitude last season. You're lucky that hair grows back."

Heather turns around towards her suitcase, hiding her face from the other contestants. She doesn't want them to see her mixed expression of frustration and grief.

Confessional: Heather

"My hair has been growing in all patchy and uneven ever since Lindsiot got my head shaved last season!" She takes off her wig to reveal her bald scalp that bears only the slightest stubble on top. "When you actually have to pay for things with your own money you start to realize how expensive everything is. How am I supposed to afford a decent weave earning minimum wage?" Heather puts her wig back on, looking at her reflection in the camera to make sure it's straight. "Lindsay, you better be sleeping with one eye open, because if I ever get my hands on a pair of scissors…"

Katie dumps her suitcase out onto her bed, causing various photos of herself and Sadie to flutter to the floor. The surfer, her bunk being the one beneath the Wonder Twin's, leans down and picks up one of the many shots. She swears she could hear their screeching through the image.

"You must really miss Sadie, don't you?" Bridgette asks, trying to be comforting while she picks up the fallen pictures and places them on the girl's bed.

Katie sighs in discontent and halts from taping the glossy papers to the wall beside her bed. "Yeah. I wish she was here with me. How was she so strong staying in the game last year when I got voted out? I would've been a total mess."

"Katie, Sadie wasn't—" The blonde cuts herself off, deciding it's better not finishing her sentence. "It feels awesome getting a second shot at the million, huh?"

"It'd be better if I were here with Sadie."

Bridgette rolls her eyes in annoyance. She can't believe how single-minded this girl is. "Is Sadie the only thing you talk about?"

Katie stares at her thoughtfully before perking up with a grin. "Sadie and I talk about Justin all the time! He's so hot, isn't he?" Her excitement, as bright as it is, dims very quickly and turns into a sad frown. "I don't think he knows I exist. He hasn't spoken to me even once!"

"I highly doubt he doesn't know who you are." Bridgette offers awkwardly. She feels rather uncomfortable discussing boys with someone like Katie, who she unfortunately can't force herself to like. "After all, you've been attached to his side ever since we got off the bus. He's probably just a quiet guy. Give him some time to warm up to you."

The surfer's words appear to cheer her up. "You're, like, so smart Bridgette! I feel so such better knowing I have a friend like you that I can talk to!"

"Yeah, a friend like me." The blonde chuckles uncomfortably, mentally cursing herself for her kindness.

The lone twin is the last to leave the trailer, her eyes looking around in confusion as she tries to remember the way back to the mess hall. Everyone left long ago while she was still in the middle of unpacking. The tan teen descends the stairs and sets her feet down into the cool grass.

"It's okay, Katie. The craft services tent is only a short two minutes away. If you get lost a cameraman can probably show you the way." She mutters quietly under her breath, cursing herself for not having Sadie's sense of direction. Something small runs through the bushes behind her, startling her into unleashing a high-pitched scream of fear.

Katie jumps back, but trips over a rock, causing her to collapse to the ground. She curls up into a small ball, tightly wrapping her arms around her knees and rocking back and forth to soothe herself. "Please don't hurt me, please don't hurt me." She's always been one to get scared easily, and it's much harder to not give in to the panic without her best friend there to comfort her.

A branch cracks from beside her, earning another cry in return. Katie tightens her eyes shut so hard that her head begins to ache. "Bridgette? Sadie? Is that you?"

"Shush, it's okay." A voice whispers as someone's lean body kneels before her. "You don't need to be afraid anymore. I won't let anything happen to you."

Katie releases a shaky breath and wills her eyes to open. The face before her, tanned and gorgeous, offers a comforting smile. She can feel her heart threatening to burst from her chest.

"Katie, is it? We'd better hurry. Chris isn't exactly a patient person." Justin says. He rises to his full height, towering over her. The model extends a hand to help her to her feet.

Without hesitation, the Wonder Twin clamps her hands around his, throwing herself into his arms. A fit of giggles erupt from her body when she wraps her arms around his waist in a tight hug. "Justin, you're my hero! I thought I was going to die out here."

"Can you loosen up a bit, I'm having trouble breathing." The model asks through quick breaths. He takes a moment to regain his composure once her deadly grip slackens. "If you ever need anything, don't be afraid to ask me. We're pretty similar, you and I."

Katie furrows her eyebrows in confusion. "Similar?"

"Of course. We were both prematurely booted last season. Neither of us had a chance to show our full potential." He replies coolly. A moment of silence stands between them before he feigns having an idea. "You know what? I think we'd be unstoppable if we were to work together. What do you think?"

"Working together as in an alliance? What if we aren't on the same team?"

It takes all of Justin's willpower to stop himself from rolling his eyes at her nonstop questions. "Yes, I'm asking you to form an alliance with me. I can assure you that we will be on the same team. Are you in or not?"

His question is answered by a shrill shriek of excitement when the teenage girl jumps around in the air and claps her hands together animatedly. She gleefully intertwines her fingers between Justin's, allowing the model to lead her towards their destination.

Confessional: Katie

She lets out a scream of happiness. "OMG!" Katie enunciates each letter slowly. "Justin asked me to be in an alliance with him! Did you see how he held my hand? He's so dreamy!" Katie presses her hands to her face in shock. "Do you think he likes me? We'd totally be a perfect couple." Another eardrum popping cry thunders through the air. An intern's arm is seen reaching into the camera's frame to turn off the microphone.

Confessional: Justin

"That girl is just as stupid as she is annoying." He wipes his hands on his green shirt in disgust. "It pained me being so nice to her. Also, how can someone's palms be so fucking sweaty?" Justin turns his head to the side off-camera, graciously accepting the hand sanitizer an intern offered him. "This better be worth it. I've learnt from last season that allies are key to staying in the game." The model grins deviously. "Having someone to do your dirty work is also helpful. Katie should be quite the asset. When I'm done with her, it'll be easy to vote her off. No one even likes her."

He looks somewhere beside the camera, fixing his already perfect hair. "Don't underestimate me. This year I'm making it all the way to the top."

This remake of Total Drama Action shows the unedited footage of the show. Therefore, the teens will swear and interact with people working behind the scenes. Some of the scenes shown wouldn't make the cut for the actual show (I don't mean anything overly inappropriate. The swearing is as bad as it'll get).

I've re-written Cody's character so he isn't just a pervert for the sake of it. If you have any constructive criticism feel free to share it.