A Different World

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I do not own Total Drama island or the chatacters. So don't sue!

This is just a story I thought up and decided to give it a shot. I know that Gwen's mom isn't the way I have her in this story, and I know that Gwen doesn't even have a dad around, but it's the only way it works with the story. Enjoy!

Gwen woke up on a snowy, December morning. She quickly jumped out of bed, made breakfast for her parents, and ran out the door, all before her mom and dad were even awake. That was a normal school morning for this sixteen-year-old girl, and she personally was very happy with it. She really preferred not having to see her parents, especially in the morning when they were hung-over and cranky. So every school day, Gwen would leave her house at five thirty, even if it meant standing in the cold for an hour, waiting for the bus.

When the bus finally came, she hopped on and took her usual spot in the back. She gazed out the window, as the bus went around picking up the other students. Soon the bus was full of pimply teenagers, separating into their groups. Like every high school, there were the nerds, the jocks, the cheerleaders, the punks, and many others. Gwen however, did not belong to any of these groups, or any group at all for that matter, and was perfectly fine with it. She was a loner. She filled the gaps between the groups. She got perfect grades, but simply wasn't a nerd. She was athletic, but wasn't a jock. She was very flexible, and was great at doing stunts, but she wasn't a cheerleader. She wore dark clothes and had a sour attitude, but wasn't a punk. She was a blend of every group, however not being in a group lead everyone to see her as a nobody. She was that nameless, faceless, girl you bump into in the hallway, and don't bother with an apology.

Gwen was fine with not having friends. It meant that she wouldn't have to be bothered with questions like, "Why do we never go to your house?", or, "What are your parents like?" It also meant never having to answer the famous question, "What are those bruises from?" She hated having to think of a new excuse every time, and she really hated lying. She had decided a long time ago that friends were just a made everything worse.

Gwen's day went perfectly normal. She sat in the back of the class, aced every test and assignment, and sat alone during lunch. Only today, after school, something was different. Every day after school, Gwen helped with the tutoring program set up at her school. It was designed as an optional course to help underachievers excel at the subjects they had trouble in. However, when no one showed up, it was changed into mandatory for people who were failing. Gwen had signed up as tutor because it gave her an excuse to stay at school for another forty minutes, instead of going home to her parents.

However, today, when she walked into the classroom that was put aside for her tutoring, she saw a new boy sitting there. He was wearing a pair of baggy jeans, a black tee shirt with a skull on it, and a pair of red converse. He had black hair, with a green Mohawk, and wonderful teal eyes. She was getting ahead of herself. She needed to find out who this boy was, and more importantly, where Eva was, the person she had been tutoring for the last three months.

"Where's Eva?" she asked. The boy simply shrugged his shoulders. Gwen hesitantly backed out of the room, and went into the classroom next door. "Mr. McClain?" she asked the teacher. He was wearing a pair of green pants with a button-down blue flannel shirt. His brown hair and stubble were nicely trimmed to perfection. Gwen personally thought that he cared more about his looks than he did teaching.

"There's this guy in the room that I tutor in, and Eva's not there." Gwen said.

"Oh, yes. I'm sorry, I meant to tell you. Eva and her family moved to North Dakota. And that boy in your room is your next project. He's been flunking his classes, and has been waiting for a free tutor. I hope you don't mind."

"Not at all, Mr. McClain." she replied trying to cover up the disappointment in her voice. Eva had been making great progress. She was almost at a B, but she knew that she still needed someone to guide her in the right direction. Without her there, she would most likely fall back into his old habits. However, Gwen couldn't move to California, so she decided there was nothing she could do. She walked back into the classroom and took the seat opposite the boy, who looked extremely bored.

"Hi." she began, "I'll be your tutor. My name's Gwen."

So what do you think? Reviews are the only way I'll get better, so please tell me if this is absolutly terrible. Bye!