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Chapter 1: Stalker much?
Gwen POV
Finally! Summer's here, no plus math, no plus science, history, ou english, and no plus homework! I got up brushed my teeth and went to go and make myself some breakfast par pouring me some cereal. My annoying little brother Alex walked in.
Alex: Can toi make me some I'm still halfway asleep?
Gwen: No squirt, make it yourself toi ask me the same thing every morning. I'm not your maid!
Alex: A... yes toi are.
Gwen: No I'm not, let me enjoy my summer, make it your self toi little brat!
Alex: No!!! Oh my god fine, I hope toi get hit par a car, toi butt!
Well as...

plus people are walking par now; their clothes have spots of paint on them.

“Do toi know where Chef went?” I asked the tall tanned guy who I’m guessing is Mike.

“He’s down par the dock. You, eh, haven’t seen Zoey, have you?”

Zoey? OH, the girl with the fleur in her hair. I haven’t seen her since we were all on the dock together. I shake my head.

“We’ll tell her toi were looking for her if we see her,” Cody tells him and Mike nods.

“Thanks,” He smiles, and walks towards the cabins.

Cody and I walk for a few plus minutes, until I hear a feu of a paintball gun. I turn around...

Chef: In this brand new and totally dramatic season, I, Chef, would be our montrer host
Chris: Hey! How could you?
Chef: No worries. toi are now the co-host.
Chris: What?!
Chef: Yep. I’m giving my cooking stuff to you. You’re now the Chef Chris. Call me Hatchet. Yes, hachette, hache de guerre everyone.
This season, 20 contestants will be battling together in this (haunted) island. Welcome to a brand new season of... TOTAL…DRAMA….ANIME!
*Theme Song*

*Out comes everyone from the tram*
Chef: Here is…umm that’s your turn to come out Jenny. *Jenny is surprised and walks out of tram* Here is Jenny *waves* Mia *blows...

So, here’s episode 2! So, I’m really sorry for leaving out some of your OC’s last episode. I was just so focused on stuff like DxG and TxC to notice your OC was missing. For that, I’m really sorry! Anyway, here’s the suivant episode!
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*It is 6:00 A.M and everyone is sleeping peacefully until…*

Crystal: *clicks on the megaphone in her hand* Alright contestants, it’s 6:00A.M, and I’m officially bored! So, get your butts out here, and will talk about today’s challenge!

*after everyone changes, they all come...

That’s right fanpopers, I’m starting a TD camp! Truthfully, I got bored one day, so I decided to test my écriture ability, and jump on the TD camp ban-wagon. I just want to give fair warning: this is my first camp, and I have no idea what I’m doing. So, if I royally kill this, I’m really sorry. Also, since I have no idea how else to write it, the story will be in script format. I hope toi all enjoy! One last thing, I’m only brining specific people from the old series back. Anyway, here’s my TD camp!
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Billy sat on the chair waiting for the person to interview him to montrer up.

"THE HOST WITH THE MOST IS HERE!!" Chris yelled into a bullhorn.

"Why me?" Billy sighed as Chris came in and sat I a specially made siège made just for him. Chris then turned his head to to the camera. "Last time on TD cast answer your questions, we interviewed Gwen! This week we will be interviewing the intern toi all named Bobby!"

"Um it's, Billy." Billy corrected the host.

"Ya that's what I said." Chris a dit giving Billy a death stare. "Now let's get this started!" 

Billy smired, "Ok but first I need toi to sign this."...

In this fanfic, Duncan is making a video to montrer to all of the Slash fans explaining why he doesn't like Harold...

WARNING: This contains slash, as in a boy/boy pairing. DuncanxHarold. Don't like it, don't read it.

Genre: Humor/Romance
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The video flashes on, revealing Duncan sitting at a chair in a room that's painted mostly black and green. He's glaring at the camera when he begins to speak.

Okay, so I've been going on fansites recently. Yeah, that's right-- fanfiction.com ou fanpop.net ou whatever the hell it's called. DevilArt and all that crap. I was grounded...