I don't want to fight

Trent. Trent. Trent? Trent! Trent! TRENT! Really? Life, why do toi hate me so? At least Trent was joining the other team. I walked into first class and sank into a seat. I placed my hands on my face and sighed in frustration. Duncan sat suivant to me and rubbed my shoulder in an attempt to relax me. Since it was an elimination challenge, Trent couldn't be voted out thanks to Chris. And Noah a dit something to tick off Alejandro. The Spanish teen keeps glaring at the bookworm. Something about an anguille dipped in motor oil ou something? So I guess that means Noah's out. I felt like I had to vent my...

Gwens P.O.V.
Well today is the jour I go to the 5-star resort. Thanks to my bro Josh. Well my mum has been up for an hour. I know this because I half woke up at 6:00 and heard the hairdryer on. So I have got everything packed ... WAIT! My sketchpad, if I forgot that I would've died. Well I went downstairs with my bags and put them near the front door. "Don't even think about doing anything to my room Josh" I yelled at my brother "What I justed asked if I could stay there while you're gone" he a dit kind of scared "Well no then cause we will still be here and my room will be intake and exactly...

Here's the suivant chapter! Enjoy!

I woke up the suivant morning to a beautiful sky. I smiled, still half asleep, and rubbed my eyes. I stretched, heard my back crack, and then went to change. I got my backpack and pulled out a pair of black jeans, black studded belt, a white tee-shirt, black leather jacket, and black combat boots. I walked into the bathroom that wasn't the confessionals, and changed. I walked out with my pajamas draped over my right arm, only to run into Alejandro.

"Oh!" I exclaimed.

"I'm sorry." He said.

"No, it's my fault,"

"I wasn't looking."

"No, I should have been plus carefu-" I...

I did what i was told from Duncan in my dream. It was that he told the head ghost (not gawd XD) to have me be able to see him and feel him. The head ghost decided to let him because i was the one who witnessed his death.Once i woke up, i saw Duncan standing, looking clear as day.Well not clear, normal.
"Duncan."I a dit with a smile.He did his little Smirk. That one little smirk that i missed, made my day.I closed my eyes. Suddenly i felt a worm pair of lips on mine.Once i opened i saw Duncan. When we broke apart he smirk once again and said.
"I' am still a ghost, but to you, im as normal , as...

Gwen's back in the came, but what other drama is forming?

Gwen's POV

I awoke on the boat's bench alone. I sat up straight and looked around. The bateau was once again docked back on Camp Wawanakwa. Duncan and Heather were off in the distance, definitely arguing over something until Heather strode over to me, the sun that was just rising casting a bright glow on her supermodel-esque frame.

"Come on." She a dit softly to me, offering her hand. I used her wrist to pull myself up off of the bateau and back onto the dock where just a few days il y a I was sent home. We started walking towards the clearing...

What if they where stranded after the show?Hmmm:3

Leaves rustles on a sandy shore. Palm trees rattled in the wind. A light breeze blew by. The sea roared, the waves coming up higher and higher until it spit out a teal-haired girl, followed closely par two boys. The teal-haired girl, Gwen, coughed heavily.

"Where are we?" She choked out between coughs.

"We could be anywhere." Responded Duncan as he stood and wrung out the hem of his shirt. He was followed closely par Trent, who furrowed his brow at the delinquent.

"How could we be anywhere? We're obviously on an island!"

"I meant," Duncan began, scoffing,...

Finally I have the time to update this one s really short, but it's something!X3

Gwen's POV:

At first I didn't open my eyes. Man, I've got to be dreaming! But even if I was...I wanted to see him. I finally opened my eyes a bit, and sure enough, my favori green-haired Punk was standing in my room.

"Duncan!" I exclaimed as quietly as I could. I jumped up from my lit and immediately threw my arms around his neck. He pulled me close to him too in a warm, comforting embrace. It felt so good to be in his arms again. My bliss was drained from my body as I thought about something. Why on earth was he...

Duncan's POV

Every girl has her own brand of crazy, and I know that for a fact. I pretty much figured that out courtesy of an annoying reality televison montrer I was on for three seasons.


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I was hanging out with my few Friends that weren't currently incarcerated in a dinghy Toronto alleyway when the payphone we had hooked up to the restaurant nearby started ringing. I was closest to it, so I put the black phone to my ear.

"What's up?" I asked coolly.

"Duncan?" The gravelly voice on the other line asked. Gwen.

"Hey Babe,...

Danger is a calming, wild dance. Gwen laughs, her body twisting and turning. None of her Friends can hear the crazy, desperate melody that causes her to be dragged into another relentless season of total drama. She’s the weak one of the team, she had her shining moment, but now it seems she’s was always the first to leave her team regardless of how many challenges she’s help them win. They all l’amour her, so she doesn’t deny them their little illusions. They need those well rehearsed lies to keep them sane, they need their lies to keep going, funny how a lie can help one to déplacer on in...

That night, we were back on the Jumbo Jet. Apparently the Aftermath raised a tank load of cash for us. But, even though we won last time, we were in economy section. Why? Hell if I know. Something ou other about a special guest. I was sitting suivant to Duncan with my hand resting behind me. The suivant thing I know, Courtney was sitting on my hand. I hissed and screamed while I pulled my hand close to me. Courtney didn't even apologize. She just sauntered over to Heather who was complaining about being down here. I looked around. Sierra was updating her Twitter with a... pizza box? Tyler was sitting...

(Well.......HERE is the suivant PART! and Idk y I'm using caps......)

"Chris knows." Duncan whispered to me while we sat on the Jumbo Jet the suivant day. "He fucking knows. There's no way that he's going to keep this all hush hush." He whispered again. I closed my eyes and placed a hand on my forehead. I felt warm. I opened my eyes and sat up straight while I pulled my hand off my forehead and stared at it.

"Hey Duncan?" I asked. He looked at me. "Do I feel hot to you?" I asked him. He smirked. I rolled my eyes. "Not like that." I said. "I mean like, do I have a fever?" I asked him. He pushed his...

Gwen: Let's just... get back to the hotel before something serious happens... *smiles worried* Wait!! *cleans up his face covered with make up*

*after half hour*

Gwen: *sighs as she closes the door than sits on the bed* toi don't have an idea how much I'm bored.. What's the time, anyway??

Duncan: About..*looks on his hand watch* five thirty pm. I'm going to take a shower..

Gwen: *stands up after him and touches his shoulders* You're as tide as stone...

Duncan: *smiles and kisses her* Just wait for tonight..

Gwen: *laughs* Okay..
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Heather: Okay, Sierra! Truth ou dare?

Sierra: Truth! *door knock*...

(Hi!!!)

"I was framed!" I heard someone shout. I groggily opened my eyes and turned my head to see Chris standing over Duncan. I closed my eyes again, wanting to go back to sleep. I tried to sit up, but then I realized I could hardly move. We must have hit each other with our tranq balls. Chris glared at us.

"Half an heure of your guys sleeping?" he shouted. "Oh yeah. That's gonna be great for ratings!" he a dit sarcastically. "I want a song. Pronto! No matter where the tranq balls hit you, ou how groggy toi may be. Now, sing!" he demanded.

Me: Well, it's a beautiful jour on the perfect time to snag...