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Disclaimer: I do not own the Total Drama franchise, any of the characters , and probably even the title of the story, even though I came up with in like… 2009. I, however, do own Rinn, May, Rachel, the cameraman, and any other worker mentioned in this story!

"Rinn, can you get it?" a voice asks. The camera zooms in on a pair of red heels that took a step towards it.

"It's so heavy!" the familiar voice of Rinn complains. "Where's May?"

"I'm not sure," the voice replies. "Are you sure that you don't want me to get the camera?"

"No," Rinn replies. She apparently tries to lift the camera for it shakes a bit, but it doesn't move at all. "Rachel, help?" she asks.

The pair of red heels makes its way to the camera and the surroundings mix together in a swirl until the focus lands on Rinn. She's wearing the same pink tank top and white jeans that she wore before, but now she has thought it over and added a dark jean jacket.

"Hey there everybody!" Rinn smiles cheerfully into the camera. "And welcome to the official show of Total Drama Resort!" She pauses, waiting for something. "There was no funny sound. If the cameraman was here, there would've been trumpets playing," she mopes.

"Sorry." The person behind the camera sighs. "I'm not qualified to deal with technology."

"It's alright. Anyways, May's not here! She ran off to the resort to get some stuff ready. She left me here with Rachel, our newest and only intern, and no cameraman!" Rachel's smile disappears as she put her lips together.

The camera shakes lightly. "Hey, I got a message from May! She says the cameraman should be arriving on the first boat!"

"Yay," Rinn cheers. "I'm so excited for this show! Hopefully there'll be a lot of drama. But I hope nobody dies… or sues us." Her eyes look up at the sky and land back on the camera. "At least I won't get sued. I won't do anything bad. Reviewers at home, if anything bad happens, it's all May's fault! Got that?"

There's a loud honking noise as the ferry docks at the dock and a figure appears on the deck of the boat. The figure is a male, and he's very short and skinny with very pale skin and icy blue eyes. He has long black hair that's slightly spiked in the back hat goes down to his shoulders. He's wearing a purple t-shirt that was slightly covered with a black and gray plaid scarf, black skinny jeans, and converse shoes. On both of his wrists, he wears a multitude of bracelets in a variety of colors.

"You look like a very weird cameraman," Rachel comments from behind the camera.

"Cameraman?" the man asks. "I'm not a cameraman."

"But I am," a voice behind him calls. A tan, blonde boy jogs off the boat and to the camera. Everything was dark for a moment until the camera is taken back, and Rinn and another girl, one who's wearing a short red dress and matching red shoes with a blonde ponytail, stand.

"If he's the cameraman, then who are you?" the girl who was Rachel asks.

"I'm Destery Bliss!" he introduces.

Rachel smiles. "Oh! Captain Des Des!"

"Captain Des Des?" Rachel asks. "You don't look like a captain. Most captains have capes. Like Captain America!"

"Captain America didn't have a cape, Rachel," Rinn says.

"Oh… But he's a hero!"

Destery's blue eyes light up. "I could wear a cape! I'd be like a hero from a video game."

"No need to do that," Rinn says. She gestures to an area behind her. "You can go wait there. We still have a lot of people coming."

"You're only our first," Rachel says.

His eyes calming down, Destery walks away and stands by the tree that Rinn pointed at.

"I wish we had a list," Rachel says, "Then we would know who was who."

Rinn glances at the hotel, hoping that she would see her sister, but instead she saw the intrigued look of Destery. She followed his eyes and saw a person on the deck in a weird position. It was a girl with dark tan skin who lay on her neck, her chin resting on the ground and her hazel eyes staring at the trio. Her legs are bent over her back, arching her back and her stomach sticking out. Her feet, which are brought over head, and her arms laid straight across on the deck. When she saw them looking, she smiles a big smile and brings one of her hands forward and waves.

"I know who she is," Rinn says. The girl on the deck slightly cocks her head to the side, her brightly colored magenta hair sliding on the deck. "She's True!"

"That's true," the girl replies.

Rachel laughs. "It's a name pun!"

True stands up and reveals that she is willowy and actually very short. Her magenta hair falls to her shoulders and has black lowlights. She wears a silver headband that keeps the hair from falling into her hazel eyes. She's wearing a cyan peasant blouse with sleeves that falls off her shoulders, keeping her many beaded necklaces from getting caught in her shirt. She also wears dark indigo capris that are held up with a silver studded belt, which emphasize her slightly bigger hips, but it's slightly hidden by a dark blue and violet striped hoodie that'd tied around her waist. She wears black inch-high platform flip-flops that added to her height and she wears many handmade bracelets on her wrists.

She smiles at both Rinn and Rachel and pulls them into a big hug. "I'm so happy to meet you! I counted all the days until I was finally able to come here. I waited and waited and waited and waited." True glances at Rachel. "Who's she?" she asked, pointing at Rachel. "Oh! She must be the intern! Where's May? I'm entirely happy that you found an intern. If I wasn't competing, I'd be an intern and I'd get to a bunch of stuff. But competing is more fun, don't you think? Did you know that it's been two weeks, two days, twenty-two hours and forty-two, three, four minutes since I've first seen the commercial for Total Drama Resort?"

Rinn looks stunned. "Really?"

"Yeah!" True exclaims as she pulls back from the two girls. She looks at Rachel, tilts her head, and then jumps at the intern and hugs her. "Hi, Miss Intern! Please take care of me!"

True starts to take long strides away, and she brings her foot up higher with each step, almost to the point that her foot can go behind her head. When she reaches the tree that Destery is standing at, she stares at him for a minute and then pulls him in a hug.

Rinn smiles. "I like her."

Rachel stares at the girl, tears nearly forming in her eyes. "She was polite to me!"

"So somebody is nice to you and you ignore me? That's not how hosts should behave!"

Rinn and Rachel look at the deck and see an average girl with light tan skin. Her long curly crimson red hair reaches her mid-back, and her side swept bangs aren't even close to covering her dark emerald eyes. She's wearing a sleeveless black corset styled top, blue skinny jeans, and black boots. Even though her hair is covering her ears, the small form of diamond earrings can be seen sticking out.

The two girls just look at her, confused. "Well, hello," the girl impatiently says. "Aren't you going to greet me? Or at least introduce me to the people out there," she said, gesturing towards the camera.

"Yeah!" Rachel says. "You're… um…" She froze for a minute and leansin towards Rinn. "I never saw any of the audition tapes or information of people."

The girl's eyes narrow as she glares at Rinn and Rachel. "How can you not know who I am?" When the others didn't say anything, she fixes her bangs and smirks. "I'm Santana Windstrum!"

"And now that everybody knows who she is, she can go stand over by the others!" Rachel says.

Santana glances over at Destery and True and grimaces. "Great! A gay vampire and a peasant. This is going to be simply the worst," she mutters as she gives a slight sigh and walks over to the tree. She tries to get as far away as possible, but True quickly makes her way to the girl and attempts to talk to her, but Santana swats the girl's hand away and steps away, glaring at the girl. Destery stands away, knowing that it'd be murder if he goes over there.

"Only three people so far," Rinn murmurs, "And I already want to kill people."

"Tsk tsk tsk," somebody scolds from behind the pair. They turn around and see May standing behind them with a piece of paper in one hand and a handheld radio in the other. "It's not nice to kill people! You were the one that told me that," she says, sticking her tongue out.

"About time you got here," Rinn says. She notices the paper that May isholding. "Is that the list?"

"Indeed it is, and I'm just in time to announce the next person," May replies with a wink.

"What?" Rinn asks, her voice a little high. "But you said I-"

"Our next person to arrive is Santana!" she excitingly says as she looks over at the dock.

The person that stands there frowns at her. From over by the tree, Santana glances over at the sound of her name and glares with disdain.

"She was our last person," Rinn whispers.

"And he's a dude," Rachel loudly whispers.

May's face paled. "Are you Kole?" she asks.

The guy adjusts his blue and purple striped scarf and tightens it slightly. "Yes," he says, straightening his posture. He is small, and his head is covered with an over-sized baggy hat that reveals a small tuft of bleached hair peeking out near the base of his neck. His shirt is of a sky blue color and has darker sky blue sleeves that roll up to his elbows. He's wearing a pair of beige slacks and black shoes with neon green laces. His orange-brown eyes are nearly hidden by a pair of 3D glasses that have the red and blue lens cut out.

Kole walks over to the trio and stares at Rachel. He gives a slight chuckle and closes his eyes. "You're wearing too much of a formal wear for an island experience." He opens his eyes and scoff. "And those shoes are just tacky. I'd suggest you change."

With a wave of his hand, he walks away and makes his way towards the group that was already forming, leaving Rachel gawking in silence. "So mean," she says with a slight cry.

Island Cabana Cam – Destery looks around, his icy blue eyes wide with excitement. "This place is so cool! It's like the perfect size to do these confession thingys in AND it's not a bathroom." He grins. "And I'm the first person to use it!" He throws his fist in the air. "For the win!"

Island Cabana Cam – "Des Des beat me inside of the cabana cam that I found first!" True says. She pouts and crosses her arms over her chest. She smiles. "It's alright! Second the best is always the best! Right?" she asks, looking in the camera. She bites her lower lip and begins to think.

Island Cabana Cam – "Filth, dirt, and unpopular people." Santana sighs and rubs her temples. "I'm going to get wrinkles with this stress."

Island Cabana Cam – "I'm not complaining about being here," Kole says, "But these people need a better fashion sense. I mean, who wears a full out formal dress to an island. And heels? You're going to sink down in the sand wearing heels because everything isn't evened out weight wise.

He looks around the cabana. "This place is trashy too. It kind of smells."

His eyes widen when he realizes something, and he leans closer to the camera. "I'm so happy that that May host isn't a competitor," he says, making quotations around competitor. "That sweater of hers is the biggest disaster ever." He shivers. "Just looking at it scares me."

Island Cabana Cam – May glares at the camera. "I have no idea how that little twerp found the cabana cam." She pauses for a moment and thinks. "I think he's actually older than me." She shakes her head. "That's beside the point! He can insult Rachel; he can insult anybody for all I care, or even the cabana cam. But for him to think that he can insult ME and get away with it, well he's wrong."

She grins. "Yeah, I heard it." She holds up the radio that she was holding earlier. "Everything that's said in the presence of a camera can be heard from here."

She narrows her eyes. "He's going to pay!"

"You're a meaner," Rinn says, her lower lip sticking out, when she sees her sister returning. "You didn't let me announce the first person."

"You already announced True," May points out. "Besides, I wanted to mess with you."

Rinn glares at her sister. She snatches the list of people out of her sister's hand and reads it. "Next to come is-" she squints her eyes, trying to read the messy print of her sister "-Fabian!"

Standing on the dock is a lean man of an average height with feathered bronze hair. He sports a loose-fitting black t-shirt and matching jeans, which are covered by a silky black trench coat. His eyes are hidden behind a black Mardi-Gras mask.

"Ooh!" Rachel exclaims. "So festive!"

Fabian looks at her with the same frown that he held on the dock. He walks towards them, saying nothing.

"Welcome!" Rinn greets with a wide smile. "It's nice to meet-"

She stops speaking when Fabian rushes by the girls and goes and stands near the tree, away from the other participants. He glances over at the others and sits on the ground. True and Destery look over at him, and he gives them a small flick of the hand.

"It was nice to meet him," Rinn mutters, solemnly looking at the ground.

Rachel quickly glances at the list and looks up at the dock again, seeing somebody standing there. It's a tall man with dark tan skin covered in scars. His long hair is poofy; the top of his hair is lime green and he has a blue peekaboo. He's wearing a black long-sleeved shirt underneath a red t-shirt and black combat boots hidden underneath white jeans. When he sees Rachel and the hosts looking at him, his bright green eyes narrow and he glares.

"What are you looking at?" he asks with a sneer.

"Are you Blake?" Rachel asks timidly.

He smirks, makes his way over, and gets into Rachel's face. "What's it to ya?"

Rachel's face instantly pales as she looks into the face of the guy that up and in hers. She raises her shaking fingers and points over to where the other contenders are.

Blake nods his head and starts to make his way towards the others. He looks over his shoulders and grins at Rachel. "Thanks, toots!"

Island Cabana Cam – Rachel looks down at the ground, playing with her fingers. She looks up at the camera, still pale from earlier. "Did you see the way that guy came over to me? I could see my life flashing before my eyes." Her lips begin to tremble as she thinks about it. "I was so scared!"

Island Cabana Cam – "Gotta intimidate people just a bit, know what I mean? Start with an intern and soon the hosts will also be wrapped around my fingers," Blake says with a twirl of his finger. "There's only one girl I'd like to call toots."

May looks at the list that Rachel left behind. "Next should be… Equius?

"You can call me Zak," a voice calls from the deck. The voice belongs to a young, but tall man with a lot of muscle and tan skin; dark, long, and straight hair that falls to his collarbone; and cracked sunglasses that show a bit of his dark blue eyes. He's wearing a sleeveless dark blue shirt, which revealed all of his many muscles, black basketball shorts, black knee-high socks, and dark blue tennis shoes. He gave a slight smile, revealing the edge of his slightly broken teeth.

"Hey there, Zakky!" May calls out to him. "Hope you like the nickname I gave you."

Zak chuckles and nods at her outburst. He glances up, noticing the group that was by the tree, and made his way to them.

"He's going to help us save money," May whispers to her twin. "Remember: if anything breaks, go to him!"

Rinn nods her head quickly and feels a sharp pain in her neck from the sudden movement.

"Ooh, ooh! I can fix that!" a feminine voice calls out.

Out of nowhere, a dark tan-skinned woman appears behind Rinn and begins to rub her neck. At first the host flinches, but she calms down once the unknown girl continues to work and gets the kink out of her neck.

Rachel returns to the small group, and watches confused at what's going on. She opens her mouth to speak, but is cut off when May places a hand over her mouth and shakes her head slowly.

"Thanks!" Rinn says and turns around to look at the girl.

The camera finally gets a good view of the girl that randomly came over and we see that the girl has skinny shoulders and dark freckles all over her face. Her ebony hair is pulled in two misshapen pigtails tied with two long orange ribbons. She's wearing a sleeveless orange dress with white and yellow printed flowers over it and a white collar; the dress goes down to her knees. She wears white socks that end just below her knees and black slip on shoes. Around her neck is a makeshift macaroni necklace of different oranges, greens, and yellows. Her big brown eyes are hidden behind black box-framed glasses that seem to fall off.

The girl pushes her glasses up on her nose and wildly shakes Rinn's hand. "Hi, there! Nice to meet you! I'm Whitney! And it's so great to be here! We're gonna have so much fun!" She turns her attention to both May and Rachel, and she's still shaking Rinn's hand. "Yo amo tus ropas! Esta muy… Bonitas! Muy, muy bonitas! Very pretty indeed! I made my clothes out of some curtains that I found outside of a store. I don't know why they were there, but I love the flower print." She pauses, her eyes becoming wide. "What? There are boys here? Why are there boys here? I don't wanna stay with boys."

Whitney started to panic, hiding behind her hands and turning around wildly. Rinn grabs her by the shoulders and shakes her lightly. "Calm down!" She glances over at the guys and back at Whitney, watching the girl's wild reactions. She points to a tree that is near the path to the confession cam. "You can go stand over there," she said with a slight smile.

Whitney glances at where Rinn pointed and sulks away, making sure to keep her distance from any guys.

"I hope she's not scared of me," a man's voice calls.

Standing on the deck, glancing at Whitney's direction, is a scrawny looking man with a light tan complexion, showing that the sun has barely touched his skin. Surprisingly, he has blonde hair; it's short in the back, but baggy enough in the front so it just covers the top of his hazel eyes. He's wearing a flannel green and black plaid shirt with the cuffs on his shirt loose and rolled up to his mid-arm. He's wearing long, black jeans that just show the bottom of his also black shoes. He wears a class ring with a blue stone in it on his right hand.

He walks over to May and looks down at her. "Is she afraid of me?"

"No," May answers.

"Good," he says with a slight smile. He grabs her hand. "Hey there. The name's Jonah." He leans down, grabbing her hand while keeping his eyes on hers. "It's a pleasure to meet you," he says, giving the top of her hand a soft kiss.

May slaps him in the face and pushes him back with most of her strength. "Don't do that again, you creep!"

Jonah's eyes narrow. Taken back, he chuckles slightly. "Fine, whatever you say!" he says sarcastically.

He makes his way towards Whitney, whose eyes quickly widen, and she crouches down and covers her head with her hands, shivering. Jonah takes note of this and he walks towards the group that's forming and glances at them.

"That was weird," Rinn says.

"I've seen weird," May says. She points over at the dock. "See?"

Standing there is a petite but skinny girl with pale skin. She has whiteish-blonde hair that is short and slightly curled and green eyes, outlined with a blue tint. She's wearing a red shirt that says "MUGGLE" on the front in black font and black jazz pants. She's also wearing earrings. She has an open heart tattoo on her palm and a Deathly Hallows insignia on her wrist to match her Harry Potter themed clothing.

"That's not weird!" Rinn exclaims. "That's cool! She's totally decked out in Harry Potter clothes!"

An idea pops into May's head as she looks down at the list of competitors. She walks over to the girls and looks her from head to toe and the smile that she once had disappears. "Scared, Syrena?"

The girl starts to giggle and she shakes her head, trying to get serious. She narrows her eyes and looks straight at May. "You wish," she said seriously.

After a moment, both Syrena and May started to burst out in a fit of giggles. "Somebody who knows Harry Potter quotes! I'm in love!" Syrena exclaims, smiling wildly at the host.

"Yeah," May says with a slight laugh. The humor in her voice instantly disappears as her face becomes grin. "Now go stand over by the others, or you'll be on the next boat home!"

Syrena's eyes widen as she quickly scurries over to the group.

May turns back to her sister and intern and smiles. "Somebody I can talk about Harry Potter to!"

Rinn stares at her older sister with bewilderment. "I thought I was the enthusiastic one?"

Rachel grabs the list of participants from May's clutches and leers at it. "We should probably read this. It ruins the run when we don't get to introduce!"

"I know," Rinn says.

May throws her arms over her head and lets out a slight sigh. "We'd be able to introduce people if they didn't keep interrupt-"

"Hello?" a female's voice asks.

The voice belonged to a small and chubby medium dark-skinned girl with long, dark, and poofy dark brown hair tied back into a ponytail and steel gray eyes hidden behind magenta cat-eyed glasses. She's wearing a long white dress that goes down to her ankles that has black straps tied up behind her neck. Around her stomach is a black scarf and hanging from it is a strip of a similar color that reaches the end of her dress. Peeking out from the bottom of her dress is a pair of black sandals.

"This is the right place, right?" she asks, looking around. She notices the people over by the trees and releases a sigh of relief. "Oh good! Hi there! I'm Banafrit Massri!" she greets with a small wave.

Rachel smiles and extends her hand out and grabs Banafrit's hand. "Nice to meet you!"

Banafrit's smile fades and she swipes her friend away. Her mouth gapes as she stares at the girl in front of her. "Look!" she points out, "More people that I should meet." With that she scurries off, holding her hand close to her body.

Rachel stands at her spot alone and confused. She turns around and slightly cocks her head. "How did I scare her?" She thinks for a moment and stares up outraged. "C'mon, another person that we didn't get to introduce: That's so unfair!"

Rinn and May burst out in laughter. "It's like I said," May says, wiping a tear away from her eye. "We're never able to finish without being interrupted!" She looks around in amusement, a surprised look on her face.

"We weren't interrupted!" Rinn cheers.

Somebody walks in front of the hosts, blocking the camera from seeing them. May glances over in detest and waves. "Hey! It's not nice to block me from the camera!" she yells.

The person, a woman, turns around and glares at May with nearly almond-shaped green eyes, and the glare seems to intensify because the bottom part of the eye slightly covers the edge of it.

"Sorry," the woman bluntly says, and she turns around to start her stride to the group.

"And we didn't get to introduce you!" May cries with anger.

"She's Minya," Rachel whispers

Minya turns around at the sound of her name, and the camera gets a good look at her. She was very tall and very skinny, which could easily be told when the camera didn't get a good view of her, and she has tan skin. Her shoulders were slightly broad, but she has very boney arms. Her body is flat, except for the bulge of her legs. She has short, pale, and messy sandy blonde hair that slightly passes below her ears and straight-cut bangs, almost resembling a bowl, which seems to go with her triangle-shaped face. Her nose is straight and almost as flat as the rest of her body, and her lips are thin. She's wearing a simple t-shirt and a beige skirt that goes down to her calves. She has one of her hands in one of the two pockets of her skirt, and the other one resting on her hip.

"Can I go now? You vant everybody wait over there," she states matter-of-factly.

She doesn't wait for an answer and just goes and look at the group. Whitney looks up and sees the woman standing alone, off to the side. She stands up and runs over, but recoils when Minya glares at her. Minya glances away and stares intently at the ground. Noticing this, Whitney looks around and sneaks over to her and looks at the same spot that the new arrival stared at. Minya glances over at Whitney and scowls at the small girl, and Whitney repeats the action.

Proud of being able to read from the list, Rachel beams with joy. "She knows how this stuff works!"

"And you think you do?" May asks, raising an eyebrow.

Rachel grins to herself. "Of course! With you two being my best friends, I've learnt everything there is to know about reality shows."

"Except that everybody here is going to eventually hate you," Rinn says with a little shrug of her shoulders.

Rachel frowns. "They're all gonna hate me?"

"I would never hate you!" a voice says.

Behind her stands a tall, but skinny, tan-skinned woman with a beautiful face. Her straight blonde hair reaches her shoulders, hides her ears, and has fiery red highlights. She's wearing a pink blouse with bright blue Daisy Duke shorts, along with signature pink high heels. On her left wrist is a large and bulky purple bracelet. She hears a cough coming from behind Rachel, and her dark green eyes linger in the air, looking for whoever coughed.

May coughs again, alerting the girl of her presence. "So you're never going to hate her?" she asks, her voice full of humor.

T he girl's eyes widen and she shakes her head rapidly. "Of course I wouldn't hate her!"

With disbelief in her eyes, Rachel stares at the girl. "Do you mean that?"

"Yes!" the girl says. She clasps Rachel's hands in her own and her green eyes begin to glimmer. "I'm Victoria, and we'll be friends forever and ever!"

Rachel squeals with excitement as Victoria begins to make her way from the ground. Once she's sure that they can't see her, her smile disappears and her eyes narrow.

Island Cabana Cam – Victoria's sitting on the little bench inside of the little cabana with her legs crosses. She's holding a small mirror in one hand and reapplying make-up with the other hand. She purses her lips together after applying some lipstick and removes the thin strip of cloth from between her lips, revealing the print of her lips.

She stares at the camera and grins mischievously. "You always want to become friends with somebody who's running the show," she says. "That's the first rule with anything: become friends with a head dog, and they'll surely repay you."

She throws the tube of lipstick into her purse and rummages through it. Her face slightly lights up as she pulls out some hand sanitizer and squirts out a big glob of it into her hands and vigorously rubs her hands together and wipes halfway up her arm. "I can't believe I actually touched that girl." She grimaced. "It's absolutely vulgar!"

She throws the cloth on the grounder, leaving it behind as she leaves the cabana.

Island Cabana Cam – "Kissing Kate has been here!" Syrena cries out, holding a piece of cloth with a kiss mark on it. "But why would Kissing Kate be here? She died! It was said in Holes, and anything that's said in a Disney movie is true!"

Island Cabana Cam – "This… girl von't leave me alone. She is pain in side!" she says, throwing her arms in the air. Why does she copy actions?"

She slumps down a bit and shakes her head. "She must be vhat Americans call 'nnoying?"

"You're not mad?" Rinn asks Rachel, who's moving her body side to side.

"No!" Rachel says. "Why would I be?"

"No reason," Rinn quickly says.

"Except for the fact that we weren't able to introduce yet another participant," May remarks.

Rachel gawks. "What do you-"

She's interrupted by the honking of the boat and Banafrit's frightened scream.

Rinn squints as she looks closer at the boat. "Hey, where's Skylar?"

Standing on the railing of the boat and slightly grasping onto it is somebody that's not Skylar, but instead a boy. From the distance one could tell that he was medium sized with a white complexion and slight muscles. The camera zooms in on him. His gray skateboarding helmet pretty much covered his blonde hair, except for a few tufts that stuck out, and his big, wide-opened blue eyes seemed to almost pop out. He's wearing a black t-shirt covered with flames, blue jeans, and white sneakers.

A rather skinny girl with a bit of an hourglass figure comes up behind him and laughs with glee. "You're flying!" Her strawberry blonde, somewhat curly, shoulder-length hair bounces as she runs towards him. She's wearing a tight and bright red tank top underneath a single buttoned light denim jacket with a matching colored heart on the breast pocket. Her dark-washed blue jeans are held up with a white belt, and pink socks and pair of red Nike runners are peaking out from underneath them. She's wearing a necklace with a black opal and many diamonds on it. Her big, light sky blue eyes seem to shimmer with innocence as she grins widely.

"That must be Skylar," Rinn says. "But who's the guy?"

Oliver lets go of the railing and flings his arms out and to his side. "I'm king of the world!" he cries out, feeling the wind blow pass him. The boat arrives at the dock and comes to a stop, and it slightly shakes. Oliver loses his balance and cries out as he falls over the railing.

May laughs with amusement. "That must be Oliver, the stupid little daredevil," she retorts. She makes her way over to the boat

"Oliver!" the girl on the boat cries out. She leans over the boat, frantically looking for him. "Oliver," she cries out again, this time cuffing her hands around her mouth, "Are you alright?"

"He's going to be just fine," May says as she wraps her arm around the girls shoulder. She glances down at the list she had stolen from Rachel and smiles. "Are you Skylar?'

"Yes I am!" the girl says with a slight nod. She peers back and at the area of water where Oliver had fallen in. The boat was already making its way back towards land, and Rachel was on the shore, calling out for the teen.

May turns the girl's head away and pulls her clothes. "It's like I said, he's going to be just fine. And even if he isn't, we actually have a doctor on the island, and my intern over there is a CIT. Now, if you can, can you go stand with the others?" she asks, gesturing towards the two groups.

Skylar's eyes began to glow. "Yes! Thank you!" she exclaims. She makes her way to the group and stands by Victoria and greets herself. The blonde smiles and begins to talk with the new girl.

Island Cabana Cam – "Another person I have to talk to," Victoria says with a sigh. "Great. This day is just great." Realization hits her face as entwines her fingers together

Island Cabana Cam - Skylar sits in the cabana, biting her lip nervously. "I really hope that Oliver is alright! His helmet should help him underwater, though... So everything should be good."

"It's funny how fast the introductions can go," May says with amusement.

"But it didn't go fast," Rinn points out.

"Shh, shh. It was fast, my dear sister," May shushes. "We only have seven people left, not including Oliver, who seemed to have just vanished." She looks towards Rachel who merely shrugs at her. "And these last seven better let us introduce them!"

Rinn giggles to herself.

"So next is…" May reads the list and her eyes light up. "…Augustus!"

On the deck is an average looking boy with somewhat pale skin and multiple piercings. His black hair is at different lengths, with long bangs and a poofy back, and he has dark blue eyes. He's wearing a long black-sleeved shirt, red and black striped cargo shorts, and black and dark gray socks, hidden inside a pair of black sneakers. With his shorts, he wears multiple black studded belts attached to his back, and they all hang down to about his ankles. On his left wrist is a check board patterned sweatband. To finish his outfit, he's wearing a pair of oval-shaped glasses.

He smiles and nods his head slightly. "You can call me August, Miss." He strides over to her and Rinn and looks down at her. "May I ask what your names are?"

May swoons for a moment and grins. "I'm May and she's my sister Rinn. We're your hosts for this show."

"It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance," he says. "Shall I go wait with the others." May just nods her head and he makes his way off.

"Of course he flirts on the first day!" Oliver was standing off to the side, his wet clothes clinging to his body. He stares at May for a moment and looks back towards Rachel who had just noticed that he was now on land. "Careful, he's only trying to get close to you so he can get an advantage in this game."

"He wouldn't do that," Rinn pipes up. "All of his references say that he's a really nice person and doesn't use others."

"And anyways, Oliver, nobody can take advantage of me. I'm too smart for that," she adds with a grin. She takes off her jacket and gives it to him. He looks at it skeptically. "Take it. I don't wanna get sued because somebody gets pneumonia."

Oliver chuckles to himself. "Of course." He drapes the jacket around his shoulder and grins. "I'll wear it, but only because I don't want you to get sued. I admire your brutality." He walks away and over towards the group, where a couple of people begin to laugh. Skylar notices him and leaves Victoria, bouncing over to him to make sure that he's alright.

"My jacket is going to be ruined," May murmurs. "Why'd I do that?"

"Because you don't wanna get sued," Rinn answers.

"True," May says. True looks up at the two and May flicks her hand. "I wasn't calling you!" True turns around and continues to talk to Destery.

Rachel walks to the two hosts and collapses on the ground. "Never again am I searching for somebody!" she promises. "That was a complete waste of time!"

"Ooh ooh ooh," Rinn says, waving her hand around excitingly. "We only have five more people, so let's hurry up! I'm starting to get a little sunburned," she says with a soft whine.

The boat came and docked somebody off, and he stands on the dock. It's a chubby, semi-tall man with slight muscles and light brown skin. His black dreadlocks reach his shoulders, and he has midnight black eyes, one of which is covered by a scar. He's wearing an unzipped black hoodie that shows off a picture of Tupac on a white t-shirt. He's also wearing baggy denim jeans and a pair of black and white Nike running shoes. On his right hand, he wears four gold rings, while her ears four silver ones on his left hand. He held onto something in his right hand.

"Hey there, host girls!" he calls out to them with a wave of his hand.

"Hey," Rinn says. "Are you Jericho?"

"Indeed I am! And I knew you two were gonna pick me!" he says with a sly smirk.

"Why do you say that?" May asks.

He holds up what he held in his hand: a voodoo doll that looks like Rinn. She flinches away, terrified for a minute. "I told it to tell you to let me in. And it worked." He grins.

May leans in towards her sister. "You know, it was your idea to let him in," she whispers.

Rinn's face pales. "Just go over that," she says, pointing off towards the group.

He throws the doll at her, and she barely catches it. "I don't need it, so you can keep it. Think of it as a little memento."

Rinn held onto the voodoo doll, horrified. "Have I been voodooed?

Island Cabana Cam – "She hasn't been voodooed," Jericho says as he begins sewing up another doll. "There wouldn't be anything to gain, she didn't do anything to me, and I could've easily gotten in without the doll." He looks at the camera and grins. "Maybe I did use it."

He laughs and shakes his head. "I'm joking; I didn't use it!

"Almost done!" Rachel cheers. She's still sitting on the ground, with her legs straight out. It looks quite uncomfortable.

The boat arrives at the dock, and a girl of a normal height and nearly flat, except for a little bit of a tummy steps off. She has long, wavy black hair that reaches her mid-waist and wide hazel eyes with little green specks in them. She's wearing a long-sleeved black shirt with a little bit of ruffles at the bottom, a long, satin black skirt, and black shoes. To finish her outfit, she's wearing a silver choker, and she has her nails painted black to match the rest of her outfit.

She notices the trio looking at her and she smiles. "Salutations," she says, slowly waving her hand in one swipe through the air.

"Hi there," May calls out to the girl. The girl makes her way over and looks quizzically at Rinn. "Just ignore my sister. She's still shocked and confused about whether or not she was voodooed." May peers at the girl and asks, "Are you Harlem?"

"Indeed it is, and it's a pleasure of mine to make your acquaintance," she gives a slight nod of her head. She looks at the three of them and smiles slightly. "This shall be a fun experience, right?"

"It shall be fun!" May says.

Harlem raises her hand and points to the group with her finger. "Do you want me to wait over there?"

May looks skeptical for a moment. "Yeah… I was just about to ask that," she admits. The trio watches Harlem walk away, her posture straight and her hands held together behind her back

Rinn falls to the ground, exhausted and tired. She looks up at her sister, and then plops backwards in defeat. "Let's get this over," she says. "I'm hungry and everybody is going to get tired of standing around doing nothing."

"Only four more people!" May says with determination. "And since you're so tired and willing to give up, I'll finish introducing everyone by myself." The other two exchange glances and sigh with relief with one another.

"Fine!" she calls out as the boat docks. "I'll do it myself!"

Two people step off the boat, a girl and a boy, and the girl kept her distance from the guy, her arms crossed in front of her chest. The guy read the book that he held, desperately reading without turning the page.

The girl is of a considerable height and has an hourglass figure and pale pink skin. She has long, straight blood red hair that stops just before her elbows, and her long bangs are tucked behind her ears, showing the glare of her almond-shaped sky blue eyes towards the boy. She's wearing a plain, sleeveless purple corset, bell-bottom blue jeans, green platform boots, and moonstone earrings.

The guy was pale, tall, and skinny, and has dark brown hair that stops just above his eyes and dark forest green eyes. He's wearing a red t-shirt that has a skull in the center, green cargo shorts that slightly pass his knees, and black Converse sneakers. On his wrist is a black sweatband.

From the distance, they can be seen bickering back and forth. Intrigued, May makes her way over to them.

"I can't believe you said that!" the girl says, glaring over her shoulder at the boy.

"I only asked if you fell from Heaven!" the guy says, defending himself.

The girl turns on him. "But then you said I had a messed up face!"

The guy holds his book up, pointing at a quote from within its pages. "It says that's a pick-up line in the book!"

"Don't believe everything you hear. Besides, those pick-up lines don't work," she says with a slight retort. "If I were you, I'd find my own way to try to pick up any girl, except for me. Okay?" She notices May approaching them and turns to her. "Hi there!"

"Are you Tammy and Derek?" she asks, glancing between the two of them.

"I might be Tammy," the girl says, tilting her head to the side. "How would you know?"

"Your hair," May points out. "Plus you're critical with flirting and pick-up lines, considering how pitiful his were, and that's how I could tell that he was Derek."

"Hey!" Derek protests. "It's not my fault. This book is supposed to give me all the pick-up lines that there are. I'm just not using the best ones."

"You insulted me!" Tammy cries out. She groans and shakes her head. "I'm just going to walk away now." She stays true to her words and leaves, working her way over to the others.

The boat returns to the dock once more and stays mobile in the water. May turns to Derek and whistles. "If you truly want to learn how to flirt with a girl, talk to some of other guys during the competition. They know a lot more tricks than any silly book that has already failed you."

Derek grimaces and shakes his head. "I think I'll stay away from the guys." He leans in towards May and winks. "The ladies are more my thing."

May uncomfortably pushes Derek away from her and utters a small laugh. "Try your luck on the other girls, love boy," she says, looking over at the group.

Derek too looks over and sees the many groups of the female participants talking with one another. He smiles widely and moves the hair out of his eyes, his eyes gleaming with excitement, and then he walks over there and calls out to the girls. A slap is heard echoing in the distance.

May chuckles to herself. "I told him he needs to talk to the guys and learn from them."

"Is he gone?" a voice timidly asks from off the boat.

An average sized girl with a small, boney butt, skinny arms, and a thin waist takes a step towards the platform to get off the boat and looks around with fright.

Mays gives her a slight nod, and the girl looks around once more before walking onto the dock, the boat quickly leaving. When she realizes the boat leaves, she abruptly turns around and reaches her hand out towards the boat, but nothing happens. She turns back towards May, her eyes open wide.

"Are you Samantha?" May asks.

The girl nods and glances towards the ground. "Call me Sam."

Sam has long, curly blonde hair that reaches her bust and bangs that fall below her eyebrows, casting a slight shadow on her over her big black rectangular glasses that cover her almond, doe-shaped hazel eyes. She's wearing a black beaded cape sleeve top, paired with white cuffed cotton shorts and purple and black canvas Converses. To finish her outfit, she's wearing a golden locket, a platinum anklet with sapphires, and a golden ring topped with a pearl. When the camera zooms in on her face, the camera is slightly is slightly lowered to her outrageously big breasts. She notices and crosses her arms over them, blushing wildly.

May apparently notices too, for she steps in the way of the camera and wags her finger, signaling the camera to move up. When it reaches her face, she glares at the camera readjusts itself.

May turns back to Sam and grins at her. "Sorry about that."

Still blushing, Sam shakes her head. "It's alright. Guys just being guys, know what I mean? But that was still very, very inappropriate. How're you doing? I'm doing fine, but that was a really bumpy boat ride. It made me feel kind of sick." She holds her stomach with both her hands, almost as if she's securing it.

May looks skeptically at her and raises an eyebrow. "Calm down, Sam. What the cameraman did was not a big deal, so please calm down." She looks down at Sam and shakes her head. "It's weird seeing you all talkative."

Sam lowers her head and mutters a small sorry. She looks towards the two groups that are in the other direction and shifts her eyes nervously between the group of participants and the pair of Rachel and Rinn. She slowly makes her ways towards the pair and sits down by them, biting her lip nervously. The two look at her and smile, and Sam's mouth opens slightly and she smiles at them.

The boat docks one last time and a man with droopy eyes and a small smile on his face steps off of the boat, looking at the surrounding around him with content clear on his face. The guy is tan and lean, with slight muscles and long, lanky appendages. His unkept and messy raven black hair is thick, wavy, and barely covered by a purple beanie, and his dark brown eyes are barely slits. Peeking out from underneath his purple hoodie, which is zipped up half the way, is a white v-neck shirt and a sleeve tattoo on his right arm, half hidden beneath the sleeve which is pushed up to his elbow, of various ocean-themed things and stars. He's also wearing slim black jeans and white Vans. In his right hand is a black guitar case covered in several Sharpie sketches.

"And you must be Gavin," May says, "And our last participant to arrive!"

He sees May standing in front of the dock and gives her a slight wave of a hand. "Hey there, sister. Thanks for letting me and Blessing come and chill here on this island," Gavin says, holding up the guitar case that he has deemed as Blessing.

"You're not really chilling here," May says.

"Oh," he says, lowering Blessing slightly. "Bummer. It's all right; Blessing and I will still have a good time. We'll get to have fun, just like we did on the boat trip."

May smiles. "Great! Now, can you go over with the others? I wanna get a picture of everyone."

"Sure thing, sister. I can get go and chillax with everyone," he says. He walks over to the group.

May runs over to where her sister and Rachel were talking with Sam listening on them and puts her hands up to her mouth. "Okay everyone! I want you all to get together and really close for the picture we're gonna take of you." When nobody listens to her, her face scrunches up together and she coughs slightly. "Hey!" she yells. Everybody stops talking and looks at her, confused. "We need a picture of you guys together, so we can get a promo of the show and an ad in a magazine! So huddle up and get close together in front of the trees there."

In a split second, everything becomes mad with chaos as everybody scrambles to arrange themselves by the people they thought would look good to stand by. Rinn and Rachel stay sitting on the ground, watching the commotion with great interest. May walks over to the group and hands Oliver a sign that has the name of the show on it.

"You're in the middle, so you can hold the sign," she declares. Oliver smiles widely, showing his happiness for being chosen to hold the sign.

She walks away and towards the cameraman and grabs a camera from him, aiming it towards the group. "Okay everybody! I want everybody to look at the camera, smile, and say 'drama'!" she orders.

Only about half the group yells out "drama!" and right after the flash of the camera came, the ground crumbled beneath the participants and they fell into a deep hole. Screams were heard and some people merely groan as they lay on the bottom of the pit.

Rinn and Rachel run over to the pit, calling down into it and making sure that everyone is okay. May hunches over and laughs without end, holding her stomach.

"Boys!" the voice of Whitney is heard screaming. "Get me out of here."

"Relax, sister. Everything's going to be fine," Gavin's voice soothes.

She screams again. "Get me out!"

"Don't touch me!" Banafrit squeals. "Why is this hole so small?"

"My clothes! No! They're ruined!" Kole complains.

"Who says that being mean can't be fun?" May asks into the camera. "Just listen to them! I mean, what's a reality show without a little planned accident? Tune in next time as the rules are explained and their first day continues!"

"Why am I on the bottom?" Oliver's voice cries out in rage. "It hurts so much!"

May's face instantly pales. "He's still wearing my jacket! No, my jacket!"