Total Drama Eclipse

With the sun setting on another dramatic Summer, the moon begins to rise for Autumn. Zac and Mana are back, at a renowned Canadian University to teach the cast a lesson or two on Drama. With a full-ride, $250,000, and bragging rights up for grabs in the third entry of Total Drama Seasons, who will be victorious? By: Zac

Characters
Staff

Zac - Host

Mana - Co-Host

Chapter One: Orientation Day
The camera zoomed in on a navy truck driving down the busy highway. The driver was buff, his muscles were clearly visible through his green short-sleeve cardigan. “I can’t believe we both got accepted to Toronto DaVinci Education University!” The passenger said excitedly, motioning for them to take the next exit into Toronto. She looked up from the map, putting her hand on her boyfriend’s lap. “It’s time to start the next chapter of our lives, Emmett! It’s going to be great!”

Emmett quickly looked over to his girlfriend. Her brown hair was wrapped in her red bandana. A long beige pattern cardigan hung from her body. His eyes locked on the golden E that hung from her neck, a gift they had gotten each other for their three month anniversary. “It’s great Angel. Honestly, I can’t believe it.” His brown eyes returned to the road. “Only 30 kilometres stand between us and the greatest year of our lives.”

Angel brushed her hand against Emmett’s chinstrap. “Don’t say it like that!” She teased. “Last year wasn’t all that bad!”

The muscular teen let out a chuckle. “What part about being chased by pirates isn’t all that bad Angel.”

“Meeting you.” She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. “Oh my god!” She gasped, turning up the radio. “It’s them!” Angel gushed, tapping her hands against the dash in beat.

“They never tell you how hard it’ll be.” The vocalist sang out, over the sound of a violin. “How hard it’ll be to fly. How hard it’ll be to go on without you. How hard it’ll be to find you again.” Angel sang along softly using her hairbrush as a microphone.

Emmett grinned, “You know if you want to go see him sometime I’m sure he wouldn’t mind. He did promise to give us tickets sometime. Plus we’re budds now.”

“They’re just so busy now!” Angel sighed. “I really thought that after Tides we’d all be together. But you’re the only one I really got to see.” She pouted. “And now with university, I just miss them. Do you think that Andre and Dania are doing ok? With the tour and everything?”

Emmett rubbed Angel’s thigh. “Babe didn’t you facetime Dania before we left?”

“Well yeah… but what if something changed since then!” Angel blurted out.

“I’m sure they’re both fine.”

The scene switched to showcase the Toronto DaVinci Education University. The campus crawled out across the southern side of Toronto. The buildings were relics from another time. Stone buildings constructed in the 1900’s, recently refurbished for TDE’s new school year. The majority of the campus watched over Lake Ontario. To facilitate movement between the buildings, sky-corridors were constructed, large glass hallways that connected the campus overlooking the city below. The camera zoomed in to one such corridor where two brothers sat.

“Are you sure you don’t want to come bro? You’re still registered.” The older brother asked, as the pair looked out at the boats ported in the dock.

“Fynn,” The older brother paused. “You can’t keep protecting me. It’s been months since it all happened.” He stood up. “You need to give me some space to breath, and for you to grow too.”

The older brother jumped to his feet, and grabbed his luggage. “Sam, first you lost Tides, and then you and Grayson end up living different sides of the country.” Fynn sighed, putting his hair up into a man bun. “I’ve just been worried. I haven’t seen you this… lost in a long time.”

Sam laughed. “Are you sure it’s not just because you’re just too afraid to go off to university?” He teased, as he tried to do up the buttons on Fynn’s sweater. “Besides me and Grayson made it work. He’s going to university to study political studies, and I’m well… I’m spending some much needed time with Viola.”

Fynn swatted his brother’s hands away. “How now! If I cover up, how are the girls supposed to… well y’know.” He winked.

“Fynn!” Sam growled. “Really don’t need those kinds of images in my head.” Sam looked at his watch. “Don’t you have orientation or something?”

“I mean maybe?” Fynn looked at his brother awkwardly. “Since when do I ever pay attention to those kinds of things.”

Sam nodded. “Good point. Well, y’know as much as this was fun and all. Vi’s going to be here soon to pick me up.”

“Oh right! The teaching kids in Africa thing!” Fynn offered his brother a bro-fist. “You know bro. I am really proud of you for that!”

“It’s not too late,” Sam echoed his brother, “You can still come you know.”

“And miss that?” Fynn eye’s grew as a girl walked passed in a knit dress. “Love you or whatever!” Fynn shouted as he chased after the girl.

Sam looked at the space where his brother once stood. “He’ll never change.”

The scene switched to show two guys seated at the window seat in Two If By Sea Cafe, the most popular cafe on campus. They each drank from a mug of hot chocolate, with whip cream on top. “I’m glad your love for sugar is back.” The coloured male smiled, pulling the mug away from his face, leaving a whip cream mustache.

The bright blond haired boy chuckled, dipping his finger into his drink, and painting on a moustache for himself. “There, we’re still twins!” He grinned, as the pair shared a laugh.

“Alternate dimension twin detectives!” Weston pulled out a detective star and pinned it to his friends beanie. “Don’t worry though, I haven’t forgotten about my promise to you Alfie!”

“I know! We’re going to learn to be the greatest detectives since the Scooby Gang, and then solve the greatest mystery of them all - my memories!” Alfie gave a half-smile, lifting his mug to give cheers. Weston licked up his moustache, and clinked his mug against Alfie’s.

“Oh my god!” A student shouted, pointing at the table. “Is that really you guys!?” She squealed, pulling out her notebook and a pen. “Can I please get your autographs!” She passed the notebook to the pair. The former Total Drama contestants signed, and the girl was on her way.

“That never gets tiring.” Alfie blushed.

“Right!? It’s like being a superhero!” Weston said.

“Or a celebrity!”

The pair gasped and looked dead in each others eyes. “Or a SUPERHERO CELEBRITY!”

“Why did we have to rush to get here again?” A shorter male asked. His dark hair covered up in his beanie. He looked up at his raven-haired sister, the renowned Heather.

“Because I have things. You know things to do.” Heather ruffled her brothers hair. “Being a senior means I have a life you know. I can’t just sit around at home all day.”

Damien looked around confused. “In the library? You have…. Things to do in the library?”

“You’re my legacy here Damien! Don’t question me!” She glared.

“Stop calling me that!” Damien groaned, stiffening.

Heather licked her thumb, and brushed the hair from her younger brothers face. “Aw, what’s wrong Damo, you’re not ashamed are you? Because this isn’t Total Drama. This is University. I’ve made a great name for myself- for you here.”

“It’s just the last time I was your legacy…”

“Oh trust me. I remember, everyone remembers! How you almost single-handedly destroyed an entire kingdom.” Heather gulped. “I’d recommend avoiding the history majors.” She teased. “They still have a bone to pick with you.” A man walked out from behind an aisle and kisses Heather. “Cya squirt! Call me later! Tell me all about your first day!”

“I’m not that short.” Damien sighed, pulling his bag over his shoulder.

“Yes, I am in the being of lost. Please aidez moi?” A blonde girl asked the swarm of students passing by, but no one stopped. “Allo? Pardon moi?” The french girl frowned, looking down at her orange skirt. “Is it too bold? I was in the thinking I was tres cute.”

Damien put his hand on the girls shoulder. “Fleur?”

“Yes, this is me.” She asked, readying her pen to sign another autograph. “DAMIEN!” She shouted as she turned. “I was in the missing of you!” She wrapped her arms around her former competitor. “Is you a studier here to?”

Damien held back his smile, “Yes, I’m a student here too. Communications, you?”

Fleur twirled. “Le fashion!” She giggled.

“Why Canada then?” Damien asked. “No offence, but we’re not well-known for our fashion industry.”

“I know mais, I really loved everyone I was in the talking to on Tides, and I wanted another chance at becoming le Canadian!”

Damien shrugged, “Can’t argue with that logic I guess.” The legacy student looked around, “Do you have that freshmen party tonight too?”

Fleur nodded eagerly. “Oui!” She gasped, “I mean yes.” She smiled and grabbed onto Damien’s hand, “But I am in the munchies now!” She raced off, dragging Damien behind her.

“But you don’t even know where you’re going!”

Fleur giggled, “This is the how you say, fun of the balloon!”

The screen switched to the state-of-the-art gym facilities on the campus. The large gym rested on the third level of the centre portion of the campus. Its glass walls gave the patrons a view to the outside views, where the greens of Summer were changing to the warm tones of Autumn. The camera panned to the stair climber machine. “Rosalie,” the redhead exhaled, out of breath. “Do we,” she paused, pressing the stop button on her machine. “Do we really need to do this? We just got here!”

Rosalie stopped her own machine, and adjusted her long golden hair under her navy baseball cap. “Ivy,” she handed her friend her bottle of water, hopping down from the machine. “That’s exactly why we need to be here!” Her eyes looked around the gym, pausing on a few of the more athletic guys.

“Rosalie!” Ivy face palmed. “Please tell me I didn’t just risk a heart-attack so that you could try and find a new boy!”

The blonde blinked innocently. “What? I deserve something good for once.”

Ivy handed Rosalie her bottle back, as the pair walked over to the change rooms. “You don’t need to be dating someone to be worth something.” She gripped onto Rosalie’s shoulder, “You’re letting that stupid show get to you!”

“It’s not that!” Rosalie gasped. “We’re freshmen Ivy! This is like a complete fresh start for us!” She paused looking at the flyers on the wall for a freshmen bash.

“Oh we’re so going to that.” Ivy grinned, opening her locker and pulling out her clothes. “Shopping trip?”

“Shopping trip.” Rosalie confirmed, the pair giggling.

“That was almost a year ago!” A coloured athlete complained. “You’re really not going to let me join the team because of that?”

The coach looked at the athlete. “With that kind of attitude?” The coach laughed. “It really doesn’t look like anything's changed since then Vishal.” The older man started to walk towards the door.

“It was just a stupid show!” Vishal jumped in the way of the hockey coach. “Please?” He got onto his knees. “You’re my last choice.” Vishal pleaded. “None of the other teams would take me!”

The coach looked down at the begging youth. “I wonder why. You showed you only care about yourself on that show. You turned your own team against themselves for your own benefit.” He shook his head. “But-” The coach exhaled. “We did get less hockey tryouts than what we would normally like.” He paused to think. “Tell you what, if you can get even one person on the team to agree to you joining then you can have a spot-”

“Thank you!” Vishal cheered, gripping onto the coach’s hand prepared to kiss it.

“But!” The coach clarified, pulling his hand away from the teen, “That doesn’t mean I’ll just start you, we’re a merit based team. Show me you’re worth it.”

“Yeah of course! Whatever you say, boss man!” Vishal got onto his feet and rushed out of the office in search of one of the hockey team.

The scene switched to a bedroom in white townhouse in the centre of Toronto. “You’re going to need to get out of bed at some point.” A girl laughed from the other side of the door. “It’s not even like you guys broke up!”

“But he’s going to AFRICA.” A boy yelled from under the covers. “Instead of spending the semester with me, at a super high-end school, that just got renovated? He chose AFRICA!”

“Stop being such a baby Grayson!” His younger twin sister teased. “It’s no surprise that mom and dad left for Europe! Heck, I should have gone with them.”

Grayson jumped from his bed in nothing but his boxers, he peeked his head out of the door, “You wouldn't have!”

“Try me.” She taunted, pulling out her phone and scrolling through her contacts.

“Oh please Payton.” Grayson shook his head. “Do you really want to put up with being compared to me all of the time?”

Payton blew a raspberry at her brother. “To what, my disappointment of a brother, because he decided that he likes dick?” She gasped. “Oh man, you’re definitely right on that one, TERRIBLE idea.” Payton pulled out her camera and started to record her brother.

“Watch where you point that thing!” Grayson mumbled, closing the door and pulling on his clothes. He opened the door. “Hey Payton’s followers, or whatever.”

“They’re not whatever! They’re my elite clique!” Payton corrected.

“Exactly or whatever.” Grayson teased, grabbing an apple off of the counter. “Are you ready for orientation?” He asked, tossing his sister an orange. “I still can’t believe you’re going to the same university as me. Afraid you’d miss me that much eh?”

Payton started to peel her orange, passing the camera to her brother to record her. “So first of all, I was accepted way before you were, because you were off on some adventure with pirates and kings and queens in Floria.” She paused. “Actually I’m still really confused as to how you got accepted despite applying so late.”

Grayson smirked, “I guess they really loved my application.”

“Oh whatever!”

The scene switched to show a duck pond on campus, where another of students had gathered. “And that’s it for the first improv club meeting.” A voice declared. The students dispersing asides from a coloured male who approached a blonde girl.

“Twilight?” He asked shocked, waving in front of the girl.

The girl turned to the student, “Kaleb?” She questioned before wrapping her arms around him. “How have you been?”

Kaleb eyed the girl. “Better than you.” He placed an arm on Twilight’s shoulder, “I was really sorry to hear about the Frosty thing, I meant to write but -”

“You were busy with your own life.” Twilight finished. “I can’t just wait around expecting miracles, or for people to save me.”

Kaleb nodded, “I’m glad you understand.” He paused, “You were really good today, with the improv. I’m impressed, I never really thought you were into this domain of work.”

Twilight blinked. “Sometimes it’s just nice to play pretend and forget about everything else. Are you taking drama here too?”

The boy nodded. “Who do you have for DRAM 1010?”

“Finch.”

Kaleb groaned. “Samesies! But I hear she’s like a total drama queen - no pun intended.” He waved his hands in the air. “I heard last year a student came late for her class, so she threw a lit match at them, and told them to improvise.”

Twilight gasped. “Is that why they had to do the renovations on campus?”

“So the story goes.” Kaleb stated, wrapping an arm over Twilight’s shoulder. “I’m actually kind of glad you’re here.” The actor sighed. “No one really seems to know who I am, or care who I am.”

Twilight nodded. “Right? It’s almost as if we don’t even exist… It’s kind of nice. Y’know not being the center of attention for once.”

“Oh honey no, it’s terrible! I can feel my life force being drained from me!” He pointed to his forehead. “I can sense the wrinkles coming in already!”

Twilight wrapped her arm around Kaleb as the pair walked towards Nutrient Square, “You haven’t changed a bit.” She teased.

The scene switched to show a brunette as she walked through the extra curricular fair. The sun was shining down on the teen, tents filled the space along either side of the stone path through the main courtyard of the campus. “It’s like picking out my starting skills.” She whispered to herself. She clutched her pink princess peach themed notebook to her chest.

“Do you feel like you’re just a housewife in a man’s world?” A group of girls shouted, handing the girl a flyer for their feminist club.

A guy walked up to her and passed her a small bag with weed in it, and a small flyer for the 4/20 club. “It’s legal now brah! See you there.” The girl casually dropped the bag.

“Protect the ocean! Protect the nation!” A younger couple approached the girl giving her an environmentalist flyer.

The camera followed as the girl walked down the path getting flyers for; the boxing club, the debate club, advanced flirting, improv club, cheer, pottery, and a handful more she barely had a chance to look at. Once she got to the end of the tents she was faced with a swarm of athletes relaxing in their tents. The varsity teams for the school. Her eyes locked onto a brown haired hockey player. She rushed over to where the hockey team was relaxing. “Blake?” She declared.

“Captain Hannah?” Blake mumbled, remembering that voice anywhere.

“Blake!” The girl shouted once more, wrapping her arms around the hockey player. It only lasted for a few seconds before he managed to squirm out of her contact. “You go here too?”

Blake nodded, “It was a decent scholarship, couldn’t say no.”

“Looks like Blakey-Boy already has a fangirl.” One of the other players teased, elboeing Blake.

Blake looked over at his team. “It’s not like that!” But the team didn’t respond, too busy laughing at their joke.

“What’s all that about?” She asked as Blake pulled her away from the tent. “Do they not know who I am?” She paused then looked at Blake. “Do they not know who you are?!” She gasped.

Blake motioned for her to keep her voice down. “People don’t really remember the first boot all that often Hannah. Unless they become infamous like you.”

“But I made it far this time!” Hannah frowned. “I wasn’t a loser!”

The hockey star nodded. “Yeah, you weren’t a loser, but you weren’t a winner either.” Blake motioned back at the team. “They don’t really pay much attention to Total Drama, and I really don’t want to seem like a big loser when I just got on the varsity team as a freshman.” He offered his former team captain a smile. “Do you think you could, y’know keep this between us?”

Hannah blinked. “I don’t get it. Are you saying you don’t want them to know you were on the show… Or that you don’t want them to know we know each other?” The gamer looked into Blake’s eyes as he hesitated to respond. “That answers that then.” She mumbled walking away.

“That’s not it…” Blake sighed.

“Yo Blake!” The team shouted out, “Come on, it’s time for the freshmen party!”

The sun fell drifted behind the skyscrapers, the sky turning a rustic orange. The camera dropped from sky to show the white and maroon “Welcome Freshmen Banner.” Smoke danced through the wind, a roaring fire beneath it. Students from a range of bachelors gathered in the Genesis Courtyard.

The camera panned to the stage where a brunette guitar player took the stage with a blonde violinist. The guitarist pulled out two cream coloured bow ties, as he and his partner tied them onto one another. The crowd started to cheer for the pair. “Andre! Dania!”

The duo took a step towards the microphones, Dania speaking first. “Hello everyone!” She cheerfully announced. “Surprised?” She asked, intertwining her hand with Andre’s.

Andre stopped staring at Dania to speak up, “Trust me though dudes, this is the first of many surprises tonight!” He raised his hand that held onto Dania’s and gave it a kiss. The crowd swooned. “Because this here is the last stop on our Canadian tour.”

“Aca-yeah! If you haven’t figured it out,” She grinned, as their instruments raised from a hole in the stage. “We’re part of the freshmen class this year.”

The pair took another step forward to grab onto their instruments. “This one goes out to all the single lads and girls out there tonight.” Andre winked.

Ivy stared in shock from where she and Rosalie were pouring themselves drinks. “Can you believe that?”

“I mean it’s not that insane. TDE has one of the best music programs in the country, and I know Dania always talked about coming here on Twin It. Her mom came here or something.” Rosalie shrugged taking a sip from her fruity cocktail.

“I guess but still. Four of us? All from Total Drama Frozen?” Ivy pursed her lips after taking a sip from her drink. “This school must be going all out on advertising with us here.”

Rosalie finished chugging her drink and pulled Ivy away. “Come on, enough talk about Total Drama! That’s behind us now!” The former winner began to move her hips. “It’s time to dance, holy trinity style.” She teased.

Ivy gasped dropping her drink. “Don’t look now Rosalie but he who shalln’t be named and she-demon just got on the stage.” The redhead pointed at the stage where Emmett and Angel were reuniting with their friends.

Rosalie’s smile fell. “Something fishy is going on.”

“See!?” Ivy stated. “I told you I had a bad feeling about this place!” She pointed at the camera that filming the duo. “Hello? Can we like help you?” She asked, putting her hand in the way of the camera.

“You don’t think that…” Rosalie stated slowly looking around.

“Impossible!” Ivy reassured her friend. “Right?”

The music cut out, as a spotlight appeared behind the musical duo. Two figures began to rise from the stage. “Oh Andre, you weren’t kidding when you said the surprises are just beginning.” A voice called out. The camera zoomed in, revealing Zac, host of Total Drama Tides. He wore a grey velvet baseball cap. He wore a form-fitting burgundy dress shirt, with white suspenders connecting to his rust coloured khakis. “Miss me Canada?”

The crowd erupted into cheer. The camera panned to the man beside Zac. He had long dark hair. A purple, red and grey flannel covered his torso, with dark grey jeans. “Please don’t raise his ego anymore.” Mana stated glaring at his host.

“Yes Ivy, and Rosalie.” Zac turned to look directly at the pair in the crowd. “It is exactly what you think it is.” He motioned for the pair to join him, Andre, Emmett, Angel and Dania on the stage.

The crowd gasped in shock at the amount of Total Drama veterans. Once Ivy and Rosalie arrived on the stage Rosalie turned to Dania. “Did you know about this?” The petite girl shook her head, as he clutched onto Andre.

Zac rubbed his facial scruff. “Let’s see, who else.” He pointed to where Hannah, Vishal, Kaleb and Twilight were in the crowd. “Come on up, old friends. No need to be shy!” He grinned.

Mana pointed out Fleur, Blake, Alfie and Grayson. “This will be so much easier if you all just came up here.” The co-host sighed. “You know there’s no hiding now.”

The crowd erupted into questions as Damien joined the crowd on the stage. Zac turned to the students on the stage and counted, “We seem to be missing one.”

“What do you mean missing one?” Cherry asked, having brought a lounging chair to the stage. She sipped from her fruity cocktail. “I’ve like been here the entire time?” She rolled her eyes. “It’s totes not my fault if you’re like blind.”

Grayson stared at Cherry. “Aren’t you supposed to be off being rich or something?”

Cherry gasped. “Like and miss this drama fest?” She shook her head. “Never would I ever!”

Rosalie whispered to Ivy. “I heard she lost her winnings trying to bring her coffee chain to Canada.” The pair snickered.

“Save the drama for the show!” Zac stated, “Oh wait, I guess this is the start of the show.” The host grinned, waving to the cameras on the stage and in the crowd.

“What show?” Hannah asked. “I don’t remember signing up for a sequel?”

Kaleb grinned shoving the others out of his way. “My chance at stardom! Finally!”

Damien frowned. “Do we have to?” He looked out at the crowd trying to find his sister. “I really did just come here to study you know.”

Zac raised their contracts. “Sorry, when you registered for your classes you actually agreed to fulfill the wishes of the Student Director.” Zac paused. “And if you haven’t figured it out yet, that’s me!”

“Because a crazy person is the greatest person to be head of student affairs?” Vishal laughed, getting a first pump from Andre and Emmett.

Zac rolled his eyes. “After the very generous donations from the studio to help renovate the school they were more than willing to put me into the position.”

Mana added. “And besides, I am a licensed teacher in Canada now, so it’s not like you won’t be learning stuff. The entire first semester will be granted as transfer credits for any first year courses you choose.”

“What about the prize?” Grayson asked. “I’m not about to just let myself be ridiculed for another season without a reason.”

“Glad you asked!” Zac grinned. “The winner of this season will win $250,000, as well as a full ride for the remaining 7 semesters of their degree here at TDE.”

“TDE…” Alfie paused. “Total Drama… Eclipse?” He gasped. “How did we miss this!?” He turned to find Weston, but his friend wasn’t on the stage.

Fleur hugged Angel, and the other girls from Tides. “This is in the how you be saying tres cool!” She giggled kissing her friends on the cheek. Twilight instantly hugged Rosalie. “I hope we’re on a team together this time.”

Rosalie ran her hand through Twilight’s hair. “Me too Twi, me too.”

Zac turned to the crowd. “But one more twist!”

“Really?” The competitors groaned. “Why do you need to have so many twists?”

“For my own pleasure of course?” Zac grinned. “Anyways, as I was saying. This cast isn’t complete. We still need six more freshmen to compete.”

Two flags raised from the stage, on one was maroon with a white venus symbol. The other was navy with a white mars symbol. Mana pointed at the two flags. “Oddly enough TDE doesn’t have any sororities, or fraternities - Until now.” He motioned towards the maroon flag, “The Killer Sororities.” The co-host motioned towards the Navy flag, “The Screaming Fraternities.”

“This is low-key sexist.” Ivy stated glaring at their hosts. “I hope you know that.” The competitors divided themselves into two teams. One all male, the other all female.

Zac pointed at Killer Sororities, “To be clear, that means; Rosalie, Ivy, Twilight, Dania, Cherry, Hannah, Fleur, and Angel you are the Killer Sororities.”

Mana motioned towards the Screaming Fraternities. “Vishal, Emmett, Kaleb, Andre, Alfie, Damien, Grayson and Blake. You’re the Screaming Fraternities.”

The crowd erupted into cheer. Zac turned to the competitors. “You have until midnight to find three more teammates.” The host posted to the sky. “At midnight, we’ll be shooting fireworks into the sky to declare the end of freshmen night. The only restriction is they must be the same gender as the rest of your team, and must be a freshmen here at TDE.”

Mana waved goodbye to the crowd, as he and Zac walked off to get food. “Good luck!”

The Screaming Fraternities gathered around their massive pole. “So this is actually going to happen?” Emmett asked, looking at his apparent team.

Andre walked over to stand beside Emmett. “Ready for round three old pal?” He chuckled. “Maybe this time you’ll actually make the merge.” The musician teased.

Emmett shot Andre a dirty look. “Hush now. Not cool.” The muscular teen grinner looking at the rest of his team.

“So what’s the plan?” Damien asked looking at the two Frozen veterans. “How are we going to pick our new teammates?”

Vishal stepped forward. “Why are we looking to them for guidance first of all? Not to be rude -” The athlete started.

“But you’re going to say it anyways.” Grayson muttered.

Vishal glared at Grayson. “But, they both have the greatest track record. Unlike me, remember I made it to the merge on my first and only season.”

Kaleb rolled his eyes. “Oh trust me, I remember.” The star in the making elbowed Vishal hard in the gut. “And you’re still not forgiven for ruining my chances at stardom!”

The athlete fell to the ground holding his gut. “Don’t hate the player, hate the game.” He murmured.

“Or, how about I like just hate the player?” Kaleb shrugged. “Like bye felicia?” Kaleb snorted.

Blake looked around confused. “Has anyone seen Alfie?”

“Alfie?!” Grayson shouted, in search of his friend. “How did you manage to lose someone already?!” The prep muttered staring at Andre and Emmett.

Damien sighed. “He’s still lost isn’t he?” The legacy student shoved his hands into his pockets, remembering how Alfie lost his memories on Tides.

“I don't know?” Grayson said, looking out at the crowd trying to find Alfie. “I had my own things to deal with after the show.”

Blake handed Grayson and Damien a pack of skittles. “Do you think this will help? I thought the kid loved candy or something?”

Grayson and Damien nodded, ripping the package open and shaking it around in the air. “Alfie?!” They shouted.

Andre and Emmett looked at each other in desperation. “What do we do?”

The camera panned to the other side of the stage where Fleur and Ivy were holding Angel and Rosalie back. “Why are we not in the being of best friends!?” Fleur shouted over the girls argueing.

“She’s a boyfriend stealer!” Rosalie shouted back.

“YOU LEFT HIM!” Angel screamed, clawing at the air in front of her. “Let me go Fleur! She needs to learn a lesson!”

“Rosalie.” Ivy whispered. “Common you know better than this.” Cherry dropped a handful of popcorn into her mouth. “Best. School. Like. Ever!” She grinned, watching as the scene unfolded.

Dania gasped. “Really?” She grabbed the popcorn out of Cherry’s hand. “You should be more supportive! This is your team now too!”

The winner shrugged. “Dania, right?” Cherry asked, “I like have two rules now. First, don’t like ever touch my food!” She snapped, snatching her popcorn back. “And like second, don’t interrupt my Cherry time.”

“I thought you were supposed to be less self-centered after you lost all of your money?” Dania shook her head in defeat, walking away from Cherry.

“Also like? Hello do you remember what my train wreck of a team was like last season?” Cherry laughed. “I’m really not the person you should be looking to for advice right now.”

Twilight walked over to Cherry. “I thought you changed?” She dropped her head to the ground. “But I guess not. Even after everything you did for Sam and Viola, you’re still just the same old Cherry.” Twilight wiped a tear from her face. “Maybe I shouldn’t believe in people anymore, all they ever do is let you down.”

“UP SMASH!” Hannah shouted. “DOWN SMASH!” The gamer cheered Angel on from the sidelines. “You got this! Don’t forget to block!”

Dania looked at Hannah. “Really?”

Hannah shrugged. “It’s nice to not have to worry about leading the team for once! Let me live a little as the side character, being the hero was so much work!”

A blonde student walked onto the stage. She wore a maroon sweater under a long black trench coat. A emerald green scarf wrapped around her neck. She held her phone up “Smile for the ‘gram everyone!” She squealed, recording the fight.

“Who is she?” Angel and Rosalie both asked, turning at the new arrival.

The newcomer excitedly waved her hand in the arm. “Heyyyyy!” She ran over beside Dania and Hannah and took a selfie with the pair. “Like, I’m Isabella, I’m here for the Lakeside after-party?!”

Ivy coughed and looked over at Cherry. “Is she your nicer twin?”

Cherry glared at Isabella. “Like, I don’t know who you are, but you’re totes ruining the vibe here. Could you like not be a fangirl and like scatter?”

Isabella gasped. “Ouch! That’s so going on twitter!” She paused so that she could tweet. Once she was finished she continued, “Oh right, where was I? Well, after the finale on Lakeside where -” She was cut off by a giant blow horn.

“Sorry Isabella, but Lakeside hasn’t finished airing in Canada yet, can’t spoil the finale!”

Rosalie stared at Isabella. “She was on Total Drama?”

“Her?” Cherry gasped.

Isabella looked up at the flags, “Oh my god! Is this the Canadian Total Drama?” She out at the crowd of students staring up at her. She waved at them excitedly.

Ivy nodded, putting her hand on Isabella’s shoulder. “And looks like you’re officially a member of the Killer Sororities!”

Isabella gasped wrapping her arms around Ivy. “Shut up! Me?” She jumped in place. “I’ve always wanted to be in a sorority! When do we do each others makeup? OH! When do we summon demons with the ouija board!? Has anyone ever told you, that you look like a young, Canadian Scarlett Johansson?”

Ivy blinked a few times before stepping away from Isabella. She quickly walked over to Rosalie. “I may have made a mistake.”

“Alfie?” Kaleb gasped, as the blond climbed back onto the stage with his twin, Weston.

“Yes, we know we fucked up,” Emmett muttered. “No need to remind us.”

“No. It’s Alfie!” Kaleb shook his head. “Stop getting your panties in a bunch.”

“Did he just?” Andre laughed to himself while Emmett glared at him. “Sorry man, K-man’s gotten feisty.”

Emmett walked over to Alfie and stared at Weston. “You can’t just go off like that man. You had us all worried.” The muscular teen stared at Weston. “We’re kind of having a moment, don’t you have a party or something to go to?”

Weston blinked. “I’m with him.” He pointed at Alfie. “Besides my detective’s intuition is saying you could use someone with Total Drama experience.”

Damien fist bumped Weston. “Weston! Long time no see! How have you been doing?”

“Been binge watching Scooby Doo, and Veronica Mars.” Weston blushed, nudging Alfie. “Gotta find some way to help Alfie out y’know.”

The legacy looked over at Alfie, who seemed lost surrounded by his former friends. “Is it getting any better?”

“Sometimes.” Weston sighed. “I think we have a challenge to do for now though right? So how about we just put all of our issues into the past.” The Genesis newcomer looked over at Andre and Emmett. “So what do you say? We let heygones be heygones?”

“I think he means bygones,” Andre murmored.

Emmett looked at Damien, and Vishal and then back at the rest of his team. “What do you guys say? We just forget about our mistakes and just move forward?”

Blake nodded. “Sure. It’s not really like I had any issues with you guys anyways.”

Grayson put his hand into the center. “Plus we have a bigger foe.” He looked over at the ladies. “There’s no way I’m letting Cherry win again.”

“Agreed.” Vishal and Kaleb both grinned, throwing their hands on top of Grayson’s.

Alfie turned to Weston. “That means we’re on a team together!! Just like that one time at the hotel!”

“Twinning for life!” Weston grinned high-fiving Alfie.

“So just two more?” Grayson pointed out at the crowd. “How hard can that be?”

Fynn jumped onto the stage. “Easier if you let me help you out.” He stripped his shirt off and flexed his pecs. “Who wouldn’t want me around?” He winked at Blake.

“You look oddly familiar?” Blake questioned.

“You tell them who I am Grayson.” Fynn grinned.

“He’s Sam’s younger brother.” Grayson shook his head. “Who still doesn’t know how to wear clothing apparently?”

Fynn pulled Grayson in for a hug, giving him a nuggie. “I thought I was being nice, since you can’t stare at Sam’s body all semester the least I could do is give you some compensation.”

Payton rolled her eyes, as she joined the group on the stage. She pointed her camera at Fynn. “And this my elite clique, is the competition. Feel free to boo them.” She turned to Grayson. “You didn’t tell me you were competing again Gray?”

Grayson stared at Payton. “This is just getting even more fun-filled isn’t it.” He blinked. “My twin sister everyone.”

“But you guys don’t look a like at all?” Weston said confused, looking at the pair. Grayson looked at Alfie and then Weston, but chose not to say anything.

“Don’t worry Gray I won’t go easy on you.” Payton teased walking over to join the girls.

“Bro!” Fynn shouted. “You never said your sister was hot?!”

Grayson stared at Blake for support. “Kill me, please?”

Blake chuckled. “That’s not really on my agenda for today, sorry man.”

Kaleb pouted. “Why is it that you’re already the star of the team?” He mumbled glaring at Grayson. “This was supposed to be MY chance!”

“How long have they been arguing?” Payton asked, having joined the Killer Sororities.

Twilight looked at her watch. “Over two hours.”

“Aren’t you guys worried about not having a full team?”

Dania sighed. “It’s no use if we can’t even work together for a few minutes.” She looked over at Rosalie and Angel who were still arguing.

“It’s not my fault that he left you a voice message to break up with you!” Angel screamed.

“Well maybe you shouldn’t have been flirting with MY man!” Rosalie shouted back.

Angel glared. “Maybe if you didn’t abandon him every few days?”

“Don’t you dare blame this on me!”

Ivy and Fleur walked away from the bickering duo. “It’s no use.” Ivy pointed at the crowd of students at the party.

“Oui, all the girls are in the hiding from the terror duo.”

“There’s only ten minutes left for this level.” Hannah added. “We’re going to be at a huge disadvantage if we can’t even get a full party!” The gamer looked over at Cherry. “We could use your help here y’know?”

Cherry continued to eat her popcorn, sucking the butter off of her fingers. “You’re all like totes blind.” She shook her head.

“Which one do you think is cuter?” Isabella asked, pointing out Andre and Blake to Dania.

Dania exhaled slowly, and walked over to Andre to give him a kiss. The musician blinked but then kissed his girlfriend back.

Isabella gasped. “Is she always this much of a ho?” Ivy, Fleur and Hannah facepalmed.

The Screaming Fraternity weren’t have much better luck. They had lined up all of the guys and were going down the row. “Too Red.”

“Too Sunny!”

“Does he remind anyone else of a Toad?”

“I think he’s had one Coke too many.”

The team continued down the row of guys. “He’s literally on Fire.”

“Who wears a Space suit to a party?”

The camera panned to the sky where fireworks were erupting. “That’s it.” Zac announced as he and Mana took to the stage. He examined the Killer Sororities. “Interesting picks. Can’t say I’m surprised to see Payton or Isabella.” He paused. “Who else did you find?”

Angel and Rosalie stopped arguing to look at the host meekly. “Uh about that.” Rosalie sighed.

“Was it really three hours?” Angel gasped looking at the ground ashamed.

“Her.” Cherry announced pointing at a gothic girl plucking strands of hair from the boys.

“Who is she?” Mana questioned.

“I don’t know, you said to find a team member, that’s like what I did.” Cherry shrugged.

The camera panned over to the final member of the Sorority. She wore a victorian style gown, with burgundys and blacks. She had long black hair, with a few silver streaks. With large hoop earrings. She waved shyly at the camera that followed her. “Uh, hey there?” She questioned.

Twilight instantly ran over to the girl. “Welcome to the team!”

The newcomer patted Twilight’s head calmly. “Ok?” She looked over at the other girls for clarification.

“The Total Drama Team. Like the competition show?” Ivy explained.

“Oh! Yes!” Salem instantly perked up. “I loved learning all about Floria last season.” She looked down at the blonde. “And you must be Twilight!” She gave the shorter girl a squeeze. “You’re one of my idols!” The girl put her jar full of the boys hair into her satchel.

“So… Not to be that person or anything,” Dania hesitated. “But what are you planning on doing with their hair?”

“Just the basics.” She smiled. “Summoning the perfect boyfriend.” She perkily twirled. “Maybe a beginners potion or two. You have no idea how hard it is to come by strands of cute boys!” She walked over to the other girls, “I’m Salem by the way!”

The other girls shared a look. “I love her already!” Twilight giggled.

Mana walked over to the Screaming Fraternity. “And who did you guys find?”

Emmett and Andre shared a look. “So we may have been a little too picky.”

“What do you mean?” Mana questioned, trying to find their final member.

“Well uh,” Emmett sighed. “We kind of rejected all of the guys.”

“Then who's that?” Mana asked, pointing to the guy at the edge of the stage. The camera zoomed in on the final student for Total Drama Eclipse. He was tall, and pale. His long dark hair messily fell from his face. Large rounded glasses brought the focus to his face. His body was covered in a mishmash of fabric.

The guys walked over to the stranger. “Oh my god!” Alfie gasped, as he watched the man take a close-up photo of a dead bat.

“Please tell me there’s someone else?” Mana coughed, close to vomiting.

Zac wandered over. “What’s all the commotion about?”

The outsider looked over at the group. “Do you think Lark or Ludwig would represent the loneliness the bat felt in its final moments best?” He tilted his head slightly. “You’re right. Black and white.” Zac and the others began to step away from the man. “Perfecto!” He shouted as he finished uploading his photo. He kicked the bat off of the stage, hitting a girl in the head. He walked closer to the guys who continued to take steps backwards.

Payton snickered. “This is great.” She continued to film, as she watched Grayson take a step backwards and fall off of the stage.

“Did you really have to record that?” Grayson muttered as Payton helped him back up.

“What kind of sister would I be if I didn’t?”

“He’s perfect!” Andre declared, offering his hand to the stranger.

“He is?!” Emmett questioned.

“Andre’s finally lost his mind.” Damien sighed.

“I think he lost that when he started writing songs about s’mores, actually, but sure.” Kaleb laughed.

“Of course I’m perfect, I’m Julien.” He flatly said. He gently poked Andre’s hand out of his space. “What exactly am I perfect for?” He questioned, walking towards to the rest of his team. “Bringing out the morbid in all of our hearts?”

Zac gave a weak smile. “Well, that’s… Yeah that’s fine.” The host turned to the camera. “Well, as you can tell, this is definitely going to be a season… or something.” Zac took a step closer to the camera. “We have 22 students ready to compete here on Total Drama Eclipse. If there’s one thing I can promise it’s that the drama is just beginning! Stay tuned for part two of the premier where our two teams duke it out in their first challenge, and we say goodbye to one of our students!”

Chapter Two: Mud Wrestling, or Mud Bath?
The static fades to reveal Zac standing on the stage, the Killer Sorority and Screaming Fraternity standing behind him. “Welcome back to part two of the epic premiere of Total Drama Eclipse!” The host cheered out, walking along the stage. “Last time, we met our 22 students, and followed them around their day-to-day life here on the TDE campus until we dropped the bomb on them! That this isn’t any ordinary campus, this is a Total Drama campus! Tonight you’ll get to see the teams officially move in, and later the first challenge of the season, and the very first vote! Where someone will receive the most votes!” The host turned around to see the students still standing around. “Well you heard me,” He motioned for them to scatter. “Go move in or whatever!”

Mana coughed, “They don’t know where they’re staying your greatness.” The co-host snorted.

“Oh… Yes. My bad.” Zac blushed and then pointed to the two tallest buildings on the other side of the Genesis Courtyard. “There. Those are the latest state of the art dormitories, designed especially for you.”

Mana handed out key-cards to the students. “These will give you access to the building, as well as pay for most things on campus.” Mana continued, “You’ll have to share dorms though, two to a room.”

“What about the other person?” Ivy challenged.

“They get the last room- obviously.” Mana muttered. He’d forgotten how frustrating the contestants could be. He walked away with Zac.

Most of the students headed towards the dorms, leaving Andre, Angel, Emmett and Dania.

“I’m going to kill her Emm!” Angel groaned falling into her boyfriend's arms.

“Kill who?” Emmett asked. “Also, I don’t know how I feel about dating a prison girl, so let’s not do that?”

Dania’s eyes went wide. “You mean you didn’t hear them?” The blonde girl shook her head. “Her and Rosalie were going at it the entire time!”

“Why?” Emmett asked.

Andre chuckled. “Emmett, I’m supposed to be the oblivious one here, not you. Rosalie… Angel… Ex… not ex.”

“Ohhhhh.” The muscleheads eyes went wide. “Just let me talk to her! I’ll get this sorted real fast.”

“No!” Angel shouted. “I don’t need you to fix this for me!” The fangirl gripped Emmett’s hand. “If she wants to be a big baby about this then I’ll just sweat her out until she stops. Trust me. I can wait a long time. Once I waited in nothing but my bathing suit in the middle of a snow storm for Cody to get back to the ski cabin.”

Andre raised an eyebrow. “I oddly feel like Emmett didn’t need to know that.” Dania giggled slightly.

“This is going to be a crazy season.” Emmett decided, trying to push the image out of his head. “Both winners are back, and we aren’t even on the same team.”

The musician nodded. “I guess, but y’know we both we could won last season if it weren’t for… well crazy things.”

“Maybe. But it’s not like we have that all-star life to fall back on if this doesn’t work out.” Emmett sighed, pushing his hands into his pockets.

“Hey now….” Andre started.

Dania giggled. “Look what you did Emmett.”

“You’re an All-Star.” Andre serenaded his friend.

“I’m done.” Emmett groaned, picking up Angel and walking off.

“I’ll see you tomorrow!” Angel waved excitedly to Andre and Dania.

Dania waved to her friend then turned to Andre. “We can do this.” She declared. “We can win this. Twin It, and Tides, they both taught us how to be competitors. We can do this.”

Andre nodded. “And even if we don’t-”

“We still have each other.” Dania cut him off, kissing her boyfriend.

The remaining Killer Sororities arrived at their dorm building. “I am in the dibbing of Hannah!” Fleur shouted jumping onto her former captain’s back.

“Me?” Hannah blushed. “Really?”

Fleur beamed. “Oui! You! You are in the bestest of friend! Such pretty and kind!”

Hannah wiped a tear from her face. “You really think so? You don’t think I’m just a loser gamer?”

“Non!” Fleur declared. “Why are you in the thinking of this nonsense!”

Hannah looked towards the ground. “I think Blake wishes he never joined my party.”

Fleur gasped. “True? He is the being of ignored now!” The frenchy crossed her arms as she hopped off of Hannah’s back. “Let’s be in the baking of cakepans!”

“Pancakes?” Hannah asked. “With blueberries?”

“Oui!”

Salem followed closely behind the giggling girls. “Making pancakes is almost the same as alchemy.” Her burgundy eyes stared unblinking. “I know a killer,” she paused, “Recipe for maple syrup.”

Hannah and Fleur gave each other a look. The gamer spoke up, “But did you root for me last season?”

“Hannah? The g.oddess of the Hotties?” Salem gasped, “I don’t know a single creature who didn’t.” She pulled on her black cooking apron with white font reading ‘Just a dash of pixie dust’.

“I am in the liking of her.” Fleur grinned, and Hannah nodded.

The scene cut to the washroom, where Ivy and Rosalie were taking off their makeup, and preparing for bed. “I can’t believe the she-devil is here. Or that HE’S here.” Ivy gasped, shaking her head. “It must be a living nightmare for you.”

Rosalie exhaled. “Bad things only happen to people who can handle them. This is the one thing I’ve learnt through my years.” She turned to Ivy and smiled. “Thankfully though, she won’t have Emmett to protect here her.” Her innocent smile turned to a smirk. “She’s in our domain now.”

Ivy nodded, pulling her hair elastic out of her hair. “We’ll just have to solve this problem.”

“Holy Trinity style.” The girls grinned.

“So like, what’s a holy trinity? Also say cheese!” Isabella non-chantantly said as she skipped into the washrooms and took a selfie with the two girls.

Ivy glared at the newcomer. “We were, well you know, kind of having a moment here. Didn’t you see the not-working sign on the door?”

Isabella blinked. “You’re funny! Just like my sisters back home!”

“So… Are you going to stay?” Ivy continued to glare.

Rosalie put her hand on Ivy’s back. “Let her stay. She’s not hurting anyone.”

“Like woo!” Isabella squelled. “It’s so great to be like best friends with girls as strong and independent and powerful as you two!”

“You don’t know our names do you.” Ivy coughed.

“Well, no.” Isabella flashed a smile. “But I do know that I like love your dress! I wish I could pull something like that off.”

Rosalie headed for the door. “Come Ivy, Isabella, we should lock the door to the dorm building. We wouldn’t want anyone dangerous getting in while we’re sleeping!”

Ivy smirked. “I missed you.”

“This one time,” Isabella started, as the girls left the washroom.

Cherry is seen lying under her cherry-red covers in her dorm room. A hot-pink sleeping mask covered her eyes. “Like can I help you?” She groaned.

Payton who was sitting on the other bed, quickly looked away from Cherry. “I’m sorry!” She gulped. “It’s just like, you’re Cherry.”

“Yes. I am. Thanks for reminding me, like I was totes worried I was going to forget for a hot second there.” She turned to face away from Payton.

“Well, you see.” Payton started, “I’m Payton. Grayson’s sister?”

“And like, I care why?” Cherry pulled the covers over her face, trying to drown out her dorm mate.

Payton crawled into her bed. “I just thought we could be friends. Like you and Grayson and Sam were.”

“This is like sleeping time.” Cherry stated. “I would really, like appreciate it, if I could sleep in peace.”

Payton nodded, pulling out her camera. “Well, somehow my lovers, I ended up on Total Drama Eclipse.” She sighed. “But I can do this! No. I will do this.” She waved at the camera before shutting it off and turning out the lights. “Good night Cherry.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

The scene switched to show Twilight as she finished unpacking her fairy tales. She walked over to the window and stared out. “One bad thing doesn’t spoil all the good things.” She closed her eyes, placing her hand against the cold glass window pane.

“I brought you blueberry pancakes.” Salem cheerfully said, as she walked into the room. “They’re not bad at all!” She put the plate down on the bed-side table.

Twilight snapped out of it and looked over at Salem, and the pancakes. “Thanks!” She grabbed a fork and began to eat, staring at Salem.

“Try the maple syrup! I made it myself!” Salem excitedly edged the girl on.

Twilight dipped her late-night snack into the Canadian sauce. “It’s wonderful!” She grinned. “Thank you.”

“It might not be as effective as a happiness spell, but emotion spells are a forbidden class.” Salem sighed. “Pity really, could you imagine how many people you could help?”

Salem opened her own suitcase, pulling out her own set of books. The Twilight Saga, The Mortal Instruments, as well the “Encyclopedia of All Things That Hide in the Shadows.”, and “A Guide to the Unknown.” She gently rested them against Twilights. “Do you mind if I keep these here?”

“No! Of course not!” Twilight smiled, as she finished the pancakes. “Those are some… uh, interesting choices!?”

Salem smiled, as she crawled into her bed. “Sometimes you just have to believe in something more than yourself.”

Twilight wrapped herself up in her blanket, “I do believe.” She whispered as she closed her eyes. “Or at least I did.”

Outside the dorm building, things weren’t going to plan. “Why won’t this door open?” Angel groaned, pulling on the handle, and sliding her student card into the slit. The light flashes green, but the door still wouldn’t budge.

“Angel?” Dania asked, having left Andre. “What’s wrong?”

Angel let out a frustrated sigh. “The door. That’s what!”

“Is it a push door?” Dania teased, pushing on the door - but nothing. “Oh.” She gulped. “Is there another door?”

“They won’t budge either. I’ve tried.” Angel groaned, pressing her back against the door and resigning to sit.

“Let’s just go stay with the boys then.” Dania smiled. “I’m sure they wouldn’t mind sharing for a night.”

“No.” Angel stated. “We can’t do that.”

“I mean, I think we can. It’s not like i haven’t shared a bed with Andre before? It’s not against the law, and I read the student handbook twice, nothing about it in there either!”

Angel looked up at her friend with a smile. “That’s not it at all. We’re on Total Drama. We can’t do that.”

“They’re on the other team.” Dania gasped.

“They’re on the other team.” Angel repeated. “I know you’re not going to like this but I think we’re going to have to-”

“No!” Dania cut her friend off. “I can’t! I won’t!”

“It’ll be fine Dania!” She pointed at their suitcases. “We’ll just build a fort out of our clothes.

Dania’s eyes twitched. “Nope. You can’t make me!”

“It won’t be bad, I promise. I’ve made impenetrable forts out of far stranger things before!”

“But the bugs… And the bats!” Dania stared at the sky where a coven of bats flew across the moon. “And what if someone sees us in the morning! What will they think!”

Angel took a step towards her friend. “Dania, you know I love you, right?”

Dania nodded. “Of course! Why would you say that.”

Angel flashed a smile, pulling out a cylinder of tightly wrapped posters.

“Don’t you dare Ang-” Dania tried to argue as Angel swung the posters at her.

“It’s better this way.” Angel giggled, pulling Dania’s unconscious body towards the stone wall. “Now I just need to build our fort.”

The camera panned from the two girls camping to the dorm building opposite of them, it ascended the brick wall, stopping on a lit window, and entered it. The walls were already decorated with numerous shots of dead animals, and close-ups of body parts, and screenshots of comments from Julien’s blog encouraging him and his work. Emmett grinned walking into the room, “Uh you work fast.”

Julien stopped pinning the last image to the wall, and turned slowly to stare at Emmett, his eyes unblinking. “I am Julien, aren’t I? Fast is my middle name.”

Emmett raised an eyebrow, “Might want to keep that last part to yourself.”

Julien’s eyes turned to a glare. “Is that supposed to be a joke?”

The musclehead raised his hands in surrender. “Sorry man, didn’t mean to offend.” He jumped onto the opposite bed and cracked open a soda. “What’s with the photos anyways?”

The estranged artist continued to stare at Emmett. “I know this is normally where we bond, and I tell you my deepest darkest secrets. And then we become close, and work together so that we can both compete in this overly-dramatic television series.” Julien stopped, hanging the film from his latest photos to dry. “But let me be clear, I have no intention on becoming your buddy.” He walked towards the door. “You,” he pointed, “Jock. Me,” he turned his finger to himself, “Artist. We don’t mix, and I don’t need some glamourous, or poetic back story for who I am. We can’t all be perfect underdogs.”

Emmett sighed. “That could have gone better.” He pulled off his shirt, and moved to the floor to do push ups. “One. Two. Three.” He started.

The scene switched to show the rec room on the main floor of the Screaming Fraternity Dorm House. Alfie, Fynn, Grayson and Weston had gathered to play pool. “This isn’t the kind of pool I’m used to.” Alfie scratched at his hair, “Why aren’t I getting wet?”

“Is the little guy always so…” Fynn started, “Fluid man?” He turned to his brothers boyfriend.

Grayson glared at him, as he lined up another shot. “It’s complicated. Did you even watch last season?”

Weston grinned as Grayson missed his shot. “There’s nothing wrong with Alfie, except for his memories being gone.” He made a shot, sinking a striped ball. He gave Alfie a high-five. “But we’re going to fix that!”

“Yeah!” Alfie cheered. “I already remember sleeping in your bed Grayson!”

Grayson’s eyes went wide, “It’s not like that!” He facepalmed. “Alfie buddy, you were lonely, you slept with me, AND Sam!”

“Not really helping your case here bro.” Fynn teased, nudging Grayson.

“And you remember who I am.” Weston put his hand onto Alfie’s back. “That’s a start!” “So about Payton…” Fynn asked, turnign to Grayson. “She single?”

Grayson glared at the teen. “I might take your seriously if you weren’t asking in just your boxers.”

Fynn gave a shy smile. “When did I take my clothes off.” He shrugged. “My bad bro.”

Weston blinked. “Do you also have a bad memory?”

“The mystery deepens!” Alfie gasped, as he sank the 8-ball, winning the game for him and Weston.

“No. He just,” Grayson paused, “How does it call it, likes to be free.”

Fynn ran his hand through his hair. “Yeah bro! Think of it like the waves, they’ll crash against the shore, but then they go back to the ocean.”

“Literally makes zero sense. You make no sense, you know that, right?” Grayson shook his head.

“I think he’s funny.” Alfie smiled.

Weston looked at his watch. “Midnight snack time!” He jumped up in place to celebrate before he and Alfie ran off to the kitchen for cookies and milk.

“They’re fun times!” Fynn announced.

“They’re a lost cause. A wound that never healed.” Grayson muttered.

“Blake wait up!” Vishal shouted chasing after Blake.

Behind him, Kaleb was also eager to speak with the hockey player. “Hey! I dibbed him!”

Vishal stuck out his leg, tripping Kaleb. “Dip this!” He laughed, as he turned the corner and caught up with Blake. “Hey.” He said calmly, catching his breath.

“Uh. Hey.” Blake said. He stopped to sip from his water bottle.

“I hear you’re on the hockey team, yeah?” Vishal stated.

Blake eyed Vishal. “Yeah? What about it.” The hockey player sat down on the couch in the hallway.

“Well I was thinking-” Vishal started but was cut off when Kaleb tackled him to the ground.

“NO! HE’S GOING TO ME MY SIDEKICK!” Kaleb turned to Blake, still on top of Vishal and offered him his hand. “Kaleb Carriere, future star.”

Blake blinked and watched as Vishal climbed on top of Kaleb. “Vishal, future hockey player!” He shouted over Kaleb’s protest.

“This ISN’T FAIR! You’re like heavy!” Kaleb groaned, trying to get on top.

“It’s called the gym.” Vishal smirked. “Maybe you should try it.”

Kaleb rolled his eyes, and kneed Vishal in the crotch. “It’s called being a jerk.” Kaleb announced, crawling out from under the withering Vishal, and dusting himself off. “You’re still one.” He turned to where Blake was sitting, but the hockey player was gone.

“Where-” Vishal whimpered out. “Where did you hide him!”

“Me?!” Kaleb gasped. “I don’t hide boys in the closest anymore! That was so 2000’s.”

“Wait? Blake’s gay?!” Vishal said in shock, while holding his crotch.

“Well duh. It was all over the news last season?”

The gears in Vishal’s mind were turning, “And… he’s not out yet?”

“Apparently not.” Kaleb shrugged.

Vishal got onto his feet. “Ok great. Thanks.” The athlete walked off. “I’ll show them that I can be a team player.”

Damien is shown waiting by the door for Andre. “Hey.” He said taking a step away from the wall.

“Hey man, long time no see.” Andre chuckled. “You’re not going to tell me that Mother is actually waiting in your dorm room right, because I could really go for some relaxation right now.”

Damien laughed. “No! Nothing like that.” He rubbed his arms. “It’s just…”

“Just what?” Andre asked, as he examined the map of the dorm building.

“Well. How did you get past your legacy?” Damien asked.

Andre raised an eyebrow. “I see. Come on, follow me.” He declared, dragging Damien behind him. The scene sped forward, following the pair through the dorm building until they reached a small stage, a guitar was waiting on stage. “What’s this for?” Damien asked.

“You wanted to know how I got past my legacy. This is how.” The musician walked onto the stage and picked up his guitar. He pulled a pick out from his pocket, and began to play and sing along to ‘Blackbird’ by the Beatles.

Damien sat at the edge of the stage, staring at his former team captain. He clapped slowly when he finished his performance. “That was great.”

“But you still don’t understand, right?” Andre chuckled.

“Not at all.” Damien admitted.

Andre put the guitar down, and put his hand on Damien’s shoulder. “A legacy isn’t who you are. It’s what the world thinks you are. It’s what they expect from you.” Andre walked off. “So just show the world who you really are. Break the expectations, Damien. Just be you!”

The screen faded to black, showing Damien staring out at the empty auditorium.

Like the day before, the Sun rose into the sky, breaking the darkness of the night before. Mana and Zac were met by the students in the Genesis courtyard. Zac raised an eyebrow. “Well this is unexpected.”

Rosalie shrugged. “We know how this works. No sleeping in, right?” The other members of the Killer Sororities cheered.

Mana tried to hide the megaphone behind him. “I mean uh.”

Vishal shook his head. “This season isn’t going to be like before. We’re ready for whatever you want to his us with.” The guys cheered.

Mana and Zac shared a look, before the host spoke up. “But that’s where you’re wrong. This isn’t like any of the seasons before it.” Zac turned around and pointed out the students who were going about their day on the campus.

“This is a real university.” Mana continued. “This is real life.”

Dania pulled twigs out from her hair, desperately trying to apply makeup to hide the black circles under her eyes. “What does that mean though? Won’t they get in the way?”

Zac grinned. “In the way? Of course not!” He lifted his arms into the sky. “This is Total Drama Eclipse! And it is like no season before it! The stakes are real. The drama is real. The people!” He spun around, looking at all of the students.

“Are real?” Ivy mocked. “Exactly!” Zac shouted.

“You keep saying the same thing, over, and over.” Grayson reminded.

“What I mean,” Zac paused. “Unlike any season before, this season you are in the public’s eye. Unlike any season before you don’t have complete control over the game. This season you aren’t tucked away in a forgotten camp, or a forgotten sea, you’re going to be forced to deal with the real world. This season you aren’t just pretending to be students - You ARE students.”

Mana watched as some of the locals approached to get their autographs. “You’re free to do whatever you want, with whomever you want. Want to skip out on our morning class? You can do that. Want to mingle with the locals?” Mana chuckled, watching as Fynn stared at one of the girls. “That’s up to you!”

“So… We’re free?” Blake asked. “I don’t have to be here?”

“Not exactly.” Zac pivoted. “You still need to participate in the challenges, and the eliminations. And before you get any funny ideas about just eliminating yourself and continuing your education here. Any eliminations will prevent you from participating in any extracurriculars on campus. You will lose the ability to socialize with the locals, and other students within this program.”

Damien piped up, “What did you mean when you said we won’t hold all the power?”

Mana gave a soft smile. “That’s more of a surprise for later but, there will be times where the public will have a say in how things play out.”

“Speaking of!” Zac grinned, and pointed to the large structure in the center of the courtyard that was covered in a tarp. “I have something new to unveil. Follow me!” The host walked towards the structure. “On three Mana.” He announced, as he and Mana ripped the tarp off of the structure.

“Is that… Us?” Weston questioned.

Zac pointed to the large scoreboard. “Yes. Yes it is. Every night the rankings will be updated based on the public's voting and ranking of you.” A green line appeared below the 5th spot, and above the 18th.

Dania

Andre

Alfie

Weston

Fynn

Fleur

Angel

Cherry

Julien

Isabella

Emmett

Grayson

Kaleb

Salem

Twilight

Damien

Hannah

Payton

Blake

Ivy

Rosalie

Vishal

Ivy and Rosalie shared a look. “Wait what!?”

Zac let out a soft chuckled. “Did we forget to mention? There are live feeds across the campus.” The scoreboard switched to show the video clip of Ivy and Rosalie locking the door, and then Angel and Dania having to spend the night outside.

“That was you!?” Angel shouted.

Rosalie grumbled. “Do I need to remind everyone that she stole my boyfriend? Why am I being painted the villain here?” Emmett sent a look over at his ex.

Mana coughed, “Because you’re acting like one.”

“Spill the tea Mana!” Kaleb shouted.

Payton turned her camera to the scoreboard, “Why am I under the red line? What does that mean?”

“Great question little Cherry!” Zac smugly said. “Anyone above the green line - the top 25%, and below the red line, the bottom 25% will at times, be given an opportunity for an advantage, or participate in a twist. So being a villain isn’t entirely a bad thing here.”

Grayson turned to hosts, “This is going to make me sound jealous, but…” He looked over at Fynn and then the rankings. “How is he in the top?” The flashing of cameras taking photos of the surfer who stood in nothing but his boxers answered his question.

“Sex sells.” Cherry shrugged.

“To help you all with the new concept, there will be no class today.” Mana said, pointing to the large stage that they had met on the night before. “Today instead, your challenge is simple. Get the support of the students here at TDE. In two hours, the students - which before anyone complains have an 50-50 split guys and gals, will vote on which team they support. The team with the most support will win the first challenge, while the losers will face the first elimination, where one of you will be be put on probation.”

Zac looked at the students. “Why are you always just standing around?” He shooed them away. “Go compete or something, I have things to deal with.” He looked at his phone where he was getting a call from Hayden.

The camera zoomed in on the Screaming Fraternity. “This is my chance!” Kaleb shouted. “I can perform a monologue detailing why I’m so amazing!”

Vishal looked up at the scoreboard and then back down at Kaleb. “Or maybe not.”

“I’m still higher than you?”

“Whatever dude.” Vishal growled.

Weston smiled, “I know I’m new to the Canadian version of the show and everything, “But my team never really won back on Genesis when we were fighting.”

Alfie nodded. “I think he’s right! We can’t beat the girls if we can’t work together.

“The little guys are thinking smart.” Emmett added. “So how about you two just split up for now eh?”

“Where’s Blake?” Kaleb and Vishal both asked immediately, noticing the hockey player had vanished.

Andre sighed, “How do we manage to always lose someone?”

“Maybe if we used our eyes better we could find him.” Julien flatly said, taking a close up of his eyeballs. The flash temporarily blinding him.

“Did he just-” Fynn asked, before face palming.

Damien pointed to Andre. “You should perform! You’re really good.”

Grayson nodded. “Agreed.”

“The rest of us can go canvassing around campus trying to get support.” Emmett added.

Kaleb pointed to Fynn. “He should go to the pool.”

“Why?” Grayson asked, before realizing. “Right. Because using his body is the perfect plan.” He groaned.

Fynn winked at Grayson, “Whatever it takes, right.”

The Killer Sororities had a similar plan. “Dania will perform.” Angel decided. Looking at Ivy and Rosalie, unless you think that’s a bad idea?”

“She can perform.” Rosalie mumbled, staring at the scoreboard. “I’ll help you with your makeup.” She added.

Dania looked hesitant at her friend. “Ok.” She grabbed onto Rosalie’s hand and left for back stage.

“Well at least that gets you two separated.” Ivy stated staring at Angel. “No more big fights today?”

“Because it was so, my fault?” Angel rolled her eyes.

Salem searched through her bag for a pink vial. “I could cast a spell on the entire school so that they love us.”

“Is that safe?” Twilight whispered.

“Safer than throwing darts at them I suppose.” Salem happily declared. “But it’ll take a lot of ingredients.” She searched through her notebook.

“This sounds like a quest!” Hannah shouted. “Pick me! I’ll be your party member!” The gamer cheered, jumping to Salem’s side. “Let’s go!”

Cherry took a seat. “Like, find me when this is all over with.” She applied sunscreen to her arms. “This like might be the last chance I have to get a tan.”

Payton turned her camera to herself. “And that my lovers, is the winner of Tides. Don’t ask me how!?”

“By being Cherrylicious!” Cherry shouted, as she closed her eyes and plugged in her headphones.

“You are like, SO cute!” Isabella announced grabbing onto Fleur’s hand. “You like have to tell me where you found your skirt! I’ve been searching for something retro-fall for ages!”

Fleur blushed. “I was in the making of it!”

“Shut up!” Isabella gasped, clapping her hands together. Fleur frowned. “Oh? I be in the being of silent now!”

Twilight giggled, grabbing onto Fleur’s hand. “No, she means that’s awesome!”

“Oh! Thank in you!”

Isabella gasped. “I have like, the greatest plan ever!”

“Makeovers?” Twilight asked.

“Makeovers!” Isabella cheered.

“OUI!” Fleur giggled, as the three girls raced off.

The scene cut to show Andre, Dania and Rosalie behind the curtains to the stage. “Dania.” Andre smiled. “Should’ve known you’d perform too.”

“Andre!” Dania smiled. “It won’t be the same without you.”

Rosalie let out a light laugh. “The last time the three of us were all in one place,” she remembered back to their first day in Lindsay’s Winter Wonderland, “Well, that’s when you were eliminated Andre.”

Dania looked back at Rosalie. “Not really the time.”

Andre wrapped his arm around Dania. “No, she’s saying it’s strange how things have changed since then, right?” Rosalie nodded. “Last time, we depended on Rosalie to help us win the challenge, and I was eliminated because I couldn’t compete at your level.”

Dania looked back and smiled at Rosalie. “But now you can. Now you’re the one your team is depending on!”

“And our team is counting on you.” Rosalie smiled, as she finished applying Dania’s makeup.

Dania flashed her eyelids. “Rosalie, you can’t let Angel and Emmett drag you down. I know you didn’t mean to hurt me last night. But...” Dania looked at Rosalie through the mirror. “I was afraid.”

“I know.” Rosalie whispered. “I know.” She put her hand on Dania’s shoulder.

Dania nodded. “Well, wish me luck!” She cheerfully said, kissing Andre on the cheek before she walked onto the stage.

“She’s changed so much since then.” Rosalie said softly.

“She’s not the one who’s changed Rosalie.” Andre raised his eyebrow. “It’s the rest of us. She’s always been fantastic.” Andre peeked out of the curtains to see a crowd starting to gather and cheer Dania on.

The scene cut to the indoor pool. Fynn is seen swimming laps. The surfer took a break, holding himself at the edge of the pool. “It seems you’re a little wet.” One of the local students blushed.

Fynn looked up at the brunette girl. “It seems you’re a little dry.” He splashed her slightly.

“Are you free?” She asked.

“Right now?” Fynn asked. “Depends, on what I’m free for?” The surfer stretched his arms out, using his legs to keep him afloat.

“Just a little project of mine.” She giggled. Fynn instantly jumped out of the pool, and carried the girl.

“Tell me the way!”

The scene flashed forward to show Fynn in a little bo peep costume, posing in front of a field backdrop. “This isn’t exactly what I had in mind.” He murmured.

“It’s my fairytale calendar! It reverses the gender roles so little kids don’t feel objectified.”

Fynn frowned, realizing he was letting his team down.

The scene swapped to show Payton eating alone in a cafe. “Great minds think alike,” Grayson chuckled, pulling up a seat next to his sister.

“I just thought I might find people here,” Payton blushed, “But then I got hungry!” She turned her attention back to her bowl of fruits. “And the cafe here is so fresh!”

Grayson stared at his sister. “Really?”

“What? Am I not allowed to eat fruit now?” Payton teased, plopping a grape into her mouth.

“No but,” He pointed at her camera. “You’re still recording, and what was with you on the stage yesterday?” Grayson groaned, stealing one of his sisters cherries. “You’re acting like Cherry, not Payton.”

Payton shrugged, “And?”

Grayson shook his head. “And what? Payton!” He put his hands on top of his sisters. “We both know what happens when you fake who you are on this show. It doesn’t end well. Stop being someone else. Just be you.”

“To be clear. Cherry did win last season, and is one of the fan-favourites. And, for the record you did end up with a boyfriend at the end of last season.” Payton pointed out. “So maybe not the best example.”

Grayson kept his gaze on his sister. “You know what I mean. Besides isn’t being an airhead boring?” He moved his hands off of his sister’s. “Wouldn’t you rather be the sister who filmed who own documentary on the human impact on the city animals in Toronto for your entrance paper?”

Payton got up from the table. “I’ll think about it.”

“Payton.” Grayson muttered.

“Hey now!” Payton smiled. “I said I’d think about it!” She waved to her brother as she found a table of students to talk to.

The scene panned over to show Kaleb on top of one of the tables. “Fear not students of TDE!” Kaleb waved dramatically to the other students. “My name is Kaleb, and as I am sure you ALL remember I host the Totally Dramatic Podcast!” The students didn’t budge to pay attention to the wannabe actor. “Hello?” He shouted, but still didn’t get a response.

Kaleb groaned, kicking a nearby tray of food to the ground. “PAY ATTENTION TO ME!”

A turkey leg flew over Kaleb’s shoulder. “FOOD FIGHT!” Damien shouted, diving under Kaleb’s table with a grin.

“Did you just!?” Kaleb gasped, pulling the turkey skin from his overalls with disgust. “DAMIEN!” The actor screeched, diving under the table with Damien.

“Why did you do that!? I was having my MOMENT!”

Damien yawned. “If you intended on putting them all to sleep, sure.”

“You don’t know that!” Kaleb groaned, ducking as a cart of jello flew in their direction.

The table lifted, as a beefy security guard looked down at the two students. “You’re both coming with me.” He grunted. “There won’t be any acts of shenanigans, not while I’m around!” He boasted, lifting the two by their shirt collars.

“I can’t leave you two alone for more than twenty minutes.” Emmett sighed, shoving a pie into the guards face, and grabbing onto both Damien and Kaleb. The cafeteria fell into silence as they watched the boys make a run for it. “You guys owe me for this.” Emmett chuckled.

“You could at least put me down.” Kaleb huffed.

“But this is my workout for the day.” Emmett teased.

Damien raised his eyebrow. “Yes, you wouldn’t want to miss that.” He poked one of Emmett’s biceps. “This is already bigger than my head.”

“Thanks!”

The screen swapped to show Hannah and Salem as they snuck into a lab room. Salem looked at Hannah unsure. “Are you sure we’re allowed to be back here?”

Hannah shrugged. “Think of it like a secret route to the end game.” The gamer put her hand on Salem’s back. “Plus this is the only chance we have at getting the ingredients you need!”

Salem opened a cupboard, only to find it was empty. “Won’t we get caught.” She motioned towards one of the camera’s in the corner of the room. “The live feeds and everything.”

“HE-YA! Moonlit Kick!” Hannah shouted jumping into the air, attempting to kick the camera, only to fall on top of the counter, shattering glass vials.”

Salem ran to the door and snuck a peep outside. “Maybe we should be a little quieter.” She offered. The acclaimed witch tossed a small ball at the camera, upon impact it exploded into slime, covering the screen.

Hannah nodded. “That’s a very valid point.” She stared at the slime that oozed from the camera. “You’ll need to teach me that skill sometime.”

“We need to find frog --” Salem was cut off.

“What are you doing in here?” The same security guard from the cafe growled. “Stupid competition. Do you kids think you can just get away with anything you want?”

Salem and Hannah shared a look. “Fire another slime ball!” Hannah shouted, encouraging her party member.

“I-” Salem gasped, as the guard grabbed onto her. “Don’t have anymore!”

The guard grabbed onto Hannah in his other hand, muttering about kids these days as he exited the room. Down the hall he came face-to-face with Emmett. “You.” He hissed.

“Emmett!” Hannah shouted. “Room for two more?” Emmett looked at his former competitor, and then back at the guard.

“Don’t do it Emm. They’re on the other team.” Damien whispered.

“They’re EVIL!” Kaleb whispered, from Emmett’s other shoulder. “Girls can not be trusted!”

Emmett tossed the two boys he carried across the waxed floor, knocking the guard over. “EMMETT!” The boys shouted.

“What? We’re all part of the same show. Besides, think of the popularity points we’ll get for being the hero!”

Damien, Hannah, Kaleb and Salem ran from the guard towards Emmett. “Let’s go?” Hannah offered.

“Thank you.” Salem curtsied to her savior. “Here.” She handed him a frog eye.

“I think I’ll pass.” Emmett smiled as the group walked away from the security guard.

The camera switched to show Blake skating across the indoor ice rink, alone. The puck danced between his feet, as he brought it from end of the rink to the other. He shot it into the net, scoring applause from the rest of the hockey team that sat on the sidelines.

“We saw you last night.” The captain explained, hopping over the boundary onto the rink. He skated closer to Blake. “When were you going to tell you that you were gay?”

Blake’s face paled. “Never because I’m not.”

“Then why did you get eliminated first?”

“It’s complicated.” Blake sighed, using his stick to get the puck again.

“Doesn’t seem all that complicated to me.” The captain taunted again. “What kind of loser gets eliminated first? And now you’re here instead of competing? What, going for the hattrick?”

Blake stared at the puck on the ice. “This is my team.”

“Says who?” Blake tensed up. “Just wait until coach hears about this. Who would want the biggest loser on their team?”

His blood hitting the ice is what brought Blake’s attention to Vishal. “Hey, I’m Vishal.” He grinned, shaking his hand after he punched the captain. “And this is my buddy Blake, do you have anything else you would like to tell him? Because maybe you should pass it through his secretary first.” He raised his fist again, “Careful though, he’s feisty.”

“The fuck man?” The captain spat out blood, cradling his nose. “Let’s go guys.” He muttered to the rest of the team.

When the other hockey players were gone Vishal offered his hand to Blake. “Vishal, nice to actually meet you.”

Blake stared at the blood on the ice. “Blake.” He muttered.

“I swear I’m not actually a violent prick, but he deserved it.”

Blake nodded. “Yeah, thanks for that.” He sighed, skating to the edge of the rink to take off his skates. “Well, I guess playing hockey is a no-go this year.”

Vishal wobbled to the edge of the rink, barely able to hold his balance. “I wouldn’t say that.” Vishal grinned. “If you had a guy on the team to protect you, you’d be fine.”

“Normally,” Blake chuckled. “The team is meant to protect you from the other team, not your own team.”

“What about any of this is normal?” Vishal countered. “Think about it. For now, we need to get back to the square.” The athlete looked at Blake. “Deal?”

“Deal.”

The scene switched to local thrift shop on campus ‘The Jade Sapphire’. A line had formed outside. Twilight waited by the door. “Calm down everyone! You’ll have a chance to see Fleur in action! One at a time please!” Her soft voice shouted out over the crowd.

The camera followed the crowd inside, where Fleur was dressing students. She cut at the fabric, hot glued accents, and stitched the outfits. It was a work of art. “You are how we saw, tres chaud!” Fleur grinned, as she finished sewing the red flannel onto the athletes denim jacket. She dragged a knife across his thighs.

“Woah! Watch the goods would ya!?”

Isabella giggled. “This feels like one of the fashion shows where we help a fashionably challenged kid, and turn them into a rock star!”

“Who are you calling fashionably challenged” The teen muttered back.

Isabella blinked. “Oh! I love that look on you! It’s like so Nick Jonas meets Shawn Mendes.” She squelled, “They would make such hunkasauraus babies!” Twilight fought her way through the crowd. “It’s getting too wild out there! They all want a turn, and it’s almost the end of the challenge. We need to make it back!” She turned back at the hoard of walking dead, er students filling the store. “Is there a back door?”

“Selfie!” Isabella shouted, beamed, using the dogface filter with Twilight. “So cute!”

Twilight and Fleur giggled. “You are in the being of way fun!”

“There!” The model said, pointing at the door. “You guys can leave through there.”

“Awwww. We are the thanking of strong boy.” Fleur smiled kissing his cheek.

Twilight waked goodbye to the students. “Thanks for stopping by for Fleur’s pop-up fashion stall!”

“See you around babes!”

“How did you manage to get us lost?” Ivy sniped, turning to her side where Angel walked with her.

Angel shook her head. “Why do you have to do that?”

Ivy stopped and turned to Angel. “Do what?”

“Hate me because of Rosalie!” Angel shouted. “I hadn’t even met you until yesterday, and you’ve already decided that literally everything is my fault.”

“Because I,” Ivy shook her head. “Unlike you, understand what loyalty is. And I am loyal to Rosalie.”

“Even if the person that you’re loyal to is in the wrong.” Angel laughed.

Ivy stared at the map on the wall. “It’s nothing to do about being right or wrong.” She exhaled. “Rosalie’s my person.” She repeated, “My person. If she decides she hates someone, then you better believe I’ll hate them to.” She turned to Angel. “And right now, we hate you. Because you’re a boyfriend stealer.”

Angel rolled her eyes, turning to walk the other way. “Some Heather fan you are, you’re starting to sound like Courtney.”

Alfie and Weston are seen drinking hot chocolate in Two If By Sea, once again, while signing autographs. “This isn’t what I was expecting when I decided to come to school here.” Weston chuckled.

“Right?” Alfie gasped. “I forgot how mean everyone could be.” The candy lover paused, “Then again, I guess I forgot almost everything didn’t I.” He chuckled.

“Something like that buddy.” Weston teased. “Andre and Emmett seem nice.”

Alfie nodded. “I think so too. I feel… Almost close to them?” He shrugged, sipping from his warm drink. “It’s like I know they’re there, but I just can’t reach them.”

Weston looked out the window, noticing a crow staring back at him. “They’re there, but really there.” Weston nodded. “I know the feeling.”

“You must miss her.” Alfie said, putting his hand onto Weston’s shoulder. “She’ll visit I’m sure - She’s not banned from Canada is she?”

Weston paused, “Not that I can remember. Although I doubt she’ll be happy about leaving her knives…. Axes…. And her chainsaw back home.”

“Is it bad that I’m actually really excited to be on the show?” Alfie asked, his eyes wide.

“Not at all!” Weston grinned giving his buddy a hug. “It’s really exciting! Maybe one of us will win! And then we will have enough money to start our detective business!”

“We’ll need to get a dog!” Alfie barked. “I love dogs!”

The scene cut to show the backstage set again. Rosalie brushed her hair as she sat across from Dania. “He’s really good.”

“He’s perfect.” Dania nodded, her eyes closed as she swayed in rhythm to his song.

“Do you forgive me Dania?” Rosalie asked. “I made you sleep outside like a mutt.”

Dania opened her eyes. “A lady does not hold grudges.” She turned her gaze to the rose that was wilting on the table between them. “She just slowly fades.”

“What does that mean?” Rosalie questioned.

Dania got onto her feet, as Andre’s song finished. “You’re wilting Rosalie. You might not notice it, but you’re not the same person you were when we first met.”

Andre pulled Dania in for a kiss. “How was it?”

“Better than the last, but not quite as good as the next.” Dania teased. Rosalie stared at the pair, speechless.

The scene cut back to Genesis Square. The two teams waited on stage for Zac to announce the winner. The host coughed. “So there may be a slight problem.”

“Of course there is. When isn’t there.” Ivy mumbled.

“Do we both need to send someone home, was it somehow a perfect tie?” Damien questioned.

“Yes- But no?” Zac paused.

“No, but yes.” Mana corrected.

“Translation for those of use who don’t speak Zac?” Vishal stated.

“There was a tie, but there’s still missing votes, so a winner hasn’t been decided yet.” Payton declared. The others stared at her. “What? I studied languages.”

Grayson blinked, “And Zactastic is a language?”

Zac nudged Mana. “I told you Zactastic would catch on.” Mana stared at Zac emotionless. “Anyways, yes. All votes but 2 have been cast, and it is an even 50-50 split.”

Mana pointed at Fleur, Isabella and Twilight. “Your attempts to woo the school with fashion worked and you got a large amount of the female vote tonight.” The three girls shared a hug. Mana pointed at Emmett, “And you beating up the security guard - who might I add is furious with us now, brought a lot of positive attention to your team.”

Zac turned to Andre and Dania. “But it’s you two who will determine who wins.”

“Pardon?” Dania asked.

“Do we get a vote?” Andre asked. “Cause man, I don’t know if you math or not, but that won’t help.”

“No.” Zac paused, “But thanks for thinking I’m an idiot.” He pointed to two teens behind them. “These are your biggest fans here on campus.

“Josie and Alli!” Andre and Dania shouted running over to give them a hug.

“I wouldn’t be doing that.” Mana chuckled.

“Sorry. But our fans want to see!” The two girls looked shamefully at the ground.

“The girls couldn’t decide on which team to support, and so they’ve decided to vote for whoever can win a simple mud wrestling fight.”

The competitors burst out laughing. “Mud wrestling?”

“Yep. They be trippin stange.” Zac shrugged. An inflatable pool filled with mud rose from the below the stage. Cherry was waiting inside of it.

“Cherry!?” The girls asked.

The former winner looked at the others confused. “Like, this wasn’t the mud spa?” She blushed. “Like awkward.” Cherry jumped out of the pool and waited with her team.

Andre and Dania stepped towards the pool. “Don’t go easy on me.” Dania whispered.

“When have I ever gone easy on you.” Andre teased.

“Andre.” Dania stared at her boyfriend. “For real. If you go easy on me, your team will vote you off!”

“I know. Let’s do this.” He whispered as the pair stepped into the pool.

Zac clapped twice. The marching band began to play Eye of the Tiger.

“Nice song choice!” Fynn started to play the air guitar.

“That means go.” Zac shook his head. “Honestly you all need to work on the whole going thing.”

The musical duet locked arms as they began to push each other around the pool. “This is most unpleasant.” Dania said under her breath.

“Reminds me of the time we got covered in jello back in Frozen.”

Dania blushed. “You were adorable back then.”

“You were beautiful back then.”Emmett coughed. “And still are!” Andre quickly corrected.

Dania looked over to Emmett. “Thanks Emm!” She felt her foot slip, losing her ground. Andre’s force pushed her back onto the edge of the inflatable pool.

“Yeah Andre! You got this!”

“I’m sorry.” Dania blushed, looking back at her team as she felt the pool begin to tip.

“You have nothing to be sorry about!” Angel shouted back. “You tried.”

“No. I’m sorry to you Andre.” She winced, kicking her boyfriend in the crotch, spinning him in the mud and then pushing him out of the pool.

The students stood in silence, until the Killer Sorority broke out in cheer. “Way to go Dania!” They crowded around the girl with wet towels to get the mud off of her.

“Girls got balls.” Vishal commented, helping the wincing Andre out of the pool.

“So do I.” Andre winced, holding his crotch. “I love you.” The musician turned to Dania.

“I love you too babe.”

Emmett whispered to Angel. “Please don’t ever do that to me, to win a challenge.”

“We’ll see.” Angel teased.

“And with that! The Killer Sororities win, and the Screaming Fraternities will be seeing me in the dean's office tonight.”

Mana whispered into Zac’s ear. “Masterchef’s on tonight.”

“You’ll be seeing me in the dean’s office right now!”

“That doesn’t give us anytime to plan!” Damien argued.

“All the more interesting!” Zac shrugged, signalling for the boys to follow him.

The scene cut to show the dean’s office - or Zac’s version of what a dean’s office should be. Zac sat at his dean’s desk, that was on an elevated platform at the back of the office. Below, the students sat on long benches. A giant statue of Zac, in the style of lady liberty watched over them from the side. “This is the elimination ceremony.” Zac announced.

“Before you cast your votes, let’s ask some questions.” Mana started, turning to Julien. “You’re the odd one out on your team, for more reasons than one, how does make you feel?”

Julien tilted his head slightly. “Am I the odd one out, or you all just sheeple?”

Zac blinked. “Ok. Blake. You were eliminated first before, and so your plan was to… abandon your team during the challenge. Explain your thought process there.”

Blake blushed. “I just needed some time.”

“Well, if you get eliminated you’ll have plenty of time.” Zac smiled.

Mana looked at Andre. “You’ve also been eliminated first once before, are you worried you might be facing that again tonight?”

Andre nodded. “Honestly, yeah.” The musician sighed. “I let my team down, they probably think I just let Dania win.’

‘Yeah we do.” Vishal shouted, so Emmett through the wooden mallet on his lap at his teammate. “Harsh.”

Zac turned to Fynn. “Rumour has it you got lucky tonight.”

“That’s not a question.” Fynn blushed, pulling off his shirt.

“No, but I wanted your team to know exactly what you were up to while they were trying to win.”

Mana pointed at Weston. “How is this version of the show?”

Weston smiled. “Just as inviting as Genesis was.”

Mana and Zac shared a look. “Is that sarcasm I hear?” Weston whistled innocently.

Zac looked at the students. “Well, ok then.” He lifted a piece of paper from his desk. “In front of all of you will find a directory of the members of your fraternity. Using a number two pencil, fill in the bubble beside the person you want to eliminate tonight.” He turned to Alfie who reached for a pen. “I said! A NUMBER TWO PENCIL!” Alfie gulped, and grabbed a pencil instead.

Mana stopped the students before they cast their votes. “As mentioned at the challenge today, there will on occasion be twists based on the popularity polls. Tonight no twist is in play.”

The scene zoomed forward, showing Mana collecting the votes and inserting them into the statue of Zac.

“And the results are in.” Zac pointed at the statue as it began to glow. The host pointed at the torch as sparks erupted out of it, and a leaf flew out and landed on Weston’s lap. “And Weston you are the first to receive the safety leaf.”

“Did you blow the entire budget on the statue, and couldn’t afford a proper immunity symbol?” Grayson asked.

“You said no one would notice Mana!” Zac hissed, as the students laughed.

Leafs drifted onto Alfie’s, Emmett’s and Vishal’s laps. Alfie and Weston shared a hug, while Emmett and Vishal glared at one another.

Leafs drifted to Julien, Damien and Kaleb. The three awkwardly looked at each other.

Grayson caught his own leaf and turned to Fynn. “Maybe you should have focused on winning the challenge.

Zac looked at Fynn, Andre and Blake. “And we have our bottom three.” The host paused. “Is this the first time that our bottom three were actually all responsible in some way for their team losing the challenge?” Mana nodded.

Another leaf flew out of the burning torch and landed on Blake. He turned to Vishal and nodded his head.

“Fynn. Andre.” Zac sighed. “One of you will be leaving tonight, and tasting some of the greatest coffee in the world, assuming you can keep yourself dry…”

Mana looked at Fynn. “I’m sorry Fynn.”

Grayson looked over at Fynn. “I honestly didn’t want you to go out this way man.”

Fynn nodded. “I get it, I’m not Sam. But first out?”

Mana looked at Fynn. “Huh, no.” He pointed at the leaf on Fynn’s lap. “I’m sorry but you really need to put your pants back on, it’s really starting to creep me out.”

Andre looked at his team. “I didn’t think this was possible, to be honest.” The musician looked at the ground. “The first boot twice. And somehow it hurts more this time.”

“I think that’s just your crotch man.” Damien teased.

“Thanks for the reminder.” Andre blushed.

Emmett got up to hug his friend. “Don’t worry. I’ll keep Dania safe.”

“No.” Andre stated getting up.

“You can’t actually be upset about that still?”

“I was never upset.” Andre said slowly. “But I think she proved she doesn’t need any help Emmett. She beat me fair and square, she might even be able to win this whole thing.”

Emmett watched as Andre took a step closer to Zac. “Andre, you’ve been expelled. Goodbye.” Zac gave a dramatic wave to his former student, as the ground beneath him disappeared. Andre shouted, as he fell to the unknown below him.

“That was rad.” Fynn gasped.

“Is he going to be ok?” Alfie asked.

“Perfectly fine! You installed the ball pit at the bottom right?” Zac turned to Mana.

“Uh…. I think my Mom is calling?” Mana ran off.

Zac turned to the camera. “Well, that’s that. The two-part premiere of Total Drama Eclipse! Kind of sucks that our ratings student was eliminated first, but y’know the show must go on.” He turned back to the other students. “Next time on Total Drama Eclipse, the students will face their hardest challenge yet-” He glared at Damien and Grayson. “Say nothing! And their very first class will be held, will anyone attend?” The guys shared a laugh. “Probably not. Will there be drama? Will another student be expelled? Will Andre survive the plane ride in a crate?” Zac paused, “Most of these answers will be found out next time on Total Drama Eclipse!”

Chapter Three: Battle of the (s)Exes
The black sparked to life, as the screen revealed the aftermath of the elimination. Emmett stared in disbelief at the rest of his team. “That was a mistake. He was a veteran. He knows how to play the game.”

Vishal shook his head. “If he knew how to play the game, he’d still be here. He got played by his girlfriend. We can’t have someone on our team whose mind isn’t even on the team.”

“Besides. I know it might be hard to remember,” Kaleb rolled his eyes, getting up from his seat. “But we’re kind of all almost veterans here.” The star in the making shook his head. “Just because we weren’t on Tides, doesn’t make us any less qualified.”

Alfie tugged on Weston’s hand. “Do you hear that?” He whispered

“Ice cream truck!” Weston nodded, hearing the familiar tune. “We uh, have a case to solve! See you back at the dorms!” Weston cheerfully announced, running off with Alfie in hand.

Grayson handed Fynn his pants. “Could you please. Just for five minutes, keep your clothing on?”

“It’s the stress. Sorry!” Fynn blushed, rubbing the back of his neck. “This is intense, I almost got eliminated!”

“Yes.” Grayson blinked. “That tends to happen to useless people”

“Who is going to tell Dania?” Emmett gulped. “I’m not doing it. This wasn’t my fault.”

Blake shrugged. “I’m heading to the cafe.”

“Samesies!” Kaleb cheerfully announced, following behind Blake.

“Same here, peace.” Vishal turned away from the upset Emmett.

“Damien could you?” Emmett asked, his voice fading.

The legacy shook his head. “Andre was my friend, but.” The teen shoved his hands into his pockets. “I never knew Dania. I just, I don’t know how I’d even tell her.”

“I’ll do it!” Julien declared.

“You will?” Emmett asked, staring at Julien hesitant.

Julien nodded. “It’ll be like telling the kids on my street that their cat is now roadkill.”

“Wha- What?” Fynn spat out, falling to the ground, the shock knocking him off balance while he was pulling on his pants.

Grayson turned for the door. “With that, it’s time I go… do something else.”

The scene cut to the girls shower room. Julien waited patiently for Dania to get out of the shower, his eyes fixed on the drain in the centre of the room. “You know, it’s not proper to be waiting inside the shower room, you could have just waited outside.” Dania pointed out, shutting off the water. “Close your eyes and face the doorway.” She instructed, grabbing her towel, and pulling on her robe. Once she was covered, she approached Julien. “So how may I help you?”

Julien slowly turned to look at Dania. His appearance much like that of a scarecrow, warding off the crows. “Andre’s been hit by a car, and now he’s in a better place.” Dania’s weight being fell against him and sent the pair falling to the ground.

Angel gasped as she raced into the room. “GET OFF OF HER!” She tried to pull Dania up, but she was passed out. “What did you do? RAPE! RAPE!” Angel screeched, trying to get the rest of her team's attention.

Julien glared at Angel. “Is this what it feels like to have a dead body on top of you?”

“DID YOU KILL HER?” Angel started to shake.

Julien blinked. “No. I just told her that Andre got hit by a car and is in a better place. Just because I look like this doesn’t make me a killer.”

Emmett ran into the room. “Angel!? Are you ok?” The musclehead looked down at Julien. “Oh.”

“Oh?” Angel asked. “I yell rape and that’s all you have to say? And Andre got hit by a car?! What happened!?”

Emmett dragged Julien out from underneath Dania, “Maybe you should go now.” The oddball shrugged and walked off. Emmett inhaled deeply. “They eliminated Andre.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.” Emmett sighed, placing Dania’s head on his lap. “What are we going to do?”

Angel stared into Dania’s faded eyes. “To start, telling her that her boyfriend isn’t dead.”

“Valid.”

“But then.” Angel brushed Dania’s wet hair from her face. “We’ll push forward like we always do.”

Emmett interlocked his hand with Angel’s. “Together.” “Together.” She responded.

Cherry and Rosalie are seen soaking in their teams hot tub. “You could have helped.” Rosalie stated, sipping from her lemonade.

“We won didn’t we?” Cherry stated, pulling out her gossip magazine.

“No thanks to you.” Rosalie retorted. “How did you even win your season?”

Cherry twitched, lowering her magazine. “Is that a topic you really want to get into?”

The Frozen winner shrugged, playing with the paper umbrella in her drink. “Our team is going to need a winner to lead them. A true winner.”

“Well like then.” Cherry stood, “It’s like great that they have a Cherrylicious one then.”

Rosalie sighed. “Come on Cherry. You know you can’t do this. We won’t win if you lead us. Just let me do this, we know I can.”

“Like you want to know something Rosalie. Like, when I found out that I would be stuck on another one of these totes not amazing shows, I thought it would be like a nice way to relax. I could like be an early elimination, and then like work on my hair, and my nails. And like be Cherrylicious.” She stepped out from the hot tub. “But like, then you just had to go and speak.” She stared at her rival. “Hear me Rosalie. Goddess Cherry will totes be why we win, and will be the reason you go home one day.” Rosalie opened her mouth to speak, but Cherry cut her off. “And like, by the way. I’m like not sure if it’s like your ego, or you’re just a forgetful person. But it took Canada’s most HATED couple, rigging your finale for you to like, win. So before you come after ME for how Cherrylicious my victory was, like take a second to look in the mirror.” Cherry paused. “If you like even can do that.”

“I was wondering when you’d come find me.” Heather teased, looking up from her textbook. She got up and wrapped her arms around Ivy.

Ivy smiled taking a seat next to her friend. “We won the first challenge.”

Heather nodded. “I saw.” She motioned for Ivy to get closer. “Don’t tell Damien, but I voted for you girls.”

“Really?” Ivy gasped.

The true legacy student nodded. “So tell me how is it going. I haven’t kept up on the feeds as much as I really should.”

“Callum?” Heather blushed. “Even I, deserve a boyfriend.” She laughed. “After Al, it took a lot.”

Ivy nodded. “Well, I think our team is going to be a train wreck. Think team Amazon, but… worse.”

“Well, remember I won that season.”

Ivy nodded. “True. True. I don’t know. Rosalie and Angel already started fighting, and Cherry’s a ticking time bomb.”

“And after Andre’s elimination, I really can’t see Dania being in the best of spirits.”

“Andre got eliminated?!” Ivy gasped.

Heather stared at Ivy. “Ok, you really need to get on your A-game!” She handed Ivy her tablet, where Andre’s elimination was trending on twitter. “Think of the season Ivy. Remember, it's ALL live, more or less. Damo!” Heather grinned, as Damien took a seat.

“I can come back later if you want.” He offered.

“No.” Ivy smiled, stealing the apple from his tray. “You eliminated Andre?” She asked, still shocked. “He was one of your strongest guys.”

“I agree.” Damien sighed. “But my vote doesn’t count for everything.”

Ivy raised an eyebrow. “Well, you better work on that. If you’re already losing your friends that means you’re out of the majority.”

Damien exhaled. “How can you just figure that out so fast… But don’t worry I made sure to leave a nice gift for the person who was supposed to go home.”

“She studied the game. It’s simple logic.” Heather paused. “I’m still amazed that you’re my brother.”

“I’m amazed that I made it so far last season.” Damien pouted, shoving his pudding into his mouth.

Heather put her hand on her brother’s back. “You’re not me Damien. You know that. You do things your way.” She turned attention to Ivy. “But you, you already know what you have to do. Even if it hurts. You did it once before.” Heather got up. “Anyways I have a date.” She hurried off, her textbook in hand.

“What was that about?” Damien asked.

Ivy bit into her lip. “Heather giving some friendly advice.”

“Why does it look like you don’t plan on taking it?”

“See you later Damien.” Ivy waved to her friend. She looked over at the table next to them and waved at Cherry.

The screen jumped to show Hannah and Payton as they walked across campus back to their dorms. “So you’re the long-lost unlockable kid sister Payton?” Hannah asked, eyeing Payton. “I thought you would have been more… interesting? You’re basically just a skin for Grayson and Cherry.”

Payton let out a laugh, as she filmed Hannah. “You’re exactly like how Gray explained.”

Hannah blushed. “My former party-mate spoke of me?” The gamer gasped, grabbing onto Payton’s hand. “Did he miss me?!”

Payton gently pulled Hannah’s hand off of her. “He missed all of you.”

“And what about Sam? What happened with the canon couple?”

Payton looked away. “That’s a little more complicated.” She raised her camera. “Say hey to my lovers!”

Hannah awkwardly waved at the camera. “Grayson never said that Cherry was your deity of choice.”

“It’s not…” Payton sighed. “It’s not like that!”

Grayson jumped onto his sister’s back. “And just what are my two favourite girls up to?”

“We were heading back to the dorms to relax, and maybe sleep a little.” Payton explained.

“We need to fully recover our SP and HP before the next challenge.”

Grayson chuckled. “Come on now, where’s the fun in that?”

“The fun comes from when we continue to beat you.” Payton giggled, shaking her brother off from her shoulders.

“Hey now!” Grayson pouted. “Then what am I supposed to do for the rest of the night?”

Hannah pointed at Fynn who was literally trying to pick up a girl. “Maybe it’s your turn to play mother hen.”

Grayson groaned. “Why me?” The two girls ran off giggling. The prep slowly walked over to Fynn who failed to pick up the girl. “What are you to?” “Oh you know bro - do you mind if I call you bro? You’re kind of like my brother y’know? Just from another mother. But since you’re dating Sam and -” Fynn started, but got distracted by a girl walking by.

Grayson slapped his teammate. “Pay attention. And I guess? I don’t know just call me whatever.”

Fynn rubbed his face. “Man your slaps hurt more than Sam’s.”

“We’re getting drinks.” Grayson decided, dragging Fynn towards the “Chosen Wing” pub on campus.

The surfer pulled his shirt on. “We are?”

“We are.” Grayson confirmed.

Alfie, Blake, Kaleb, Vishal and Weston are shown eating their ice cream cones on a blanket in the middle of Genesis Plaza. “Good call on the ice cream.” Blake smiled licking his chocolate delight.

Kaleb eyed the teen. “Interesting way of eating that.”

Vishal elbowed the actor. “Calm down.”

Alfie devoured his triple scoop cone in a single bite. The candy lover frowned. “Now what.”

Weston handed his friend his own cone. “You can have mine! This is what friends are for.”

“Sharing their ice cream?” Blake gave a confused look.

“Only the best friends share their sweets!” Alfie confirmed. “I’m Alfie,” the blond offered his hand to Blake.

Blake patted Alfie’s hand. “Nice to meet you, again?”

“I knew you, didn’t I?” Alfie pouted. Blake nodded.

“Well, I’m Kaleb!” Kaleb signed his name onto Alfie’s shirt. “I know you probably watch me all the time at home, but you don’t need to be shy or embarrassed around me.”

“If only I could forget I ever met you.” Vishal groaned.

Weston stared at Vishal. “You shouldn’t joke about it like that.” He put his on Alfie’s shoulder. “It’s serious.”

Blake handed Alfie his ice cream cone. “Here, let’s start over.”

Alfie smiled. “I’d like that.” He inhaled both Weston’s and Blake’s cones with ease. The shorter boy licked his lips. “Ducks!” He announced, chasing after the ducks by the pond.

“Let’s get them!” Weston shouted, chasing after the ducks with Alfie.

“They’re so… clueless.” Vishal sighed. “How are we supposed to win anything with them both around?”

Blake shrugged, “They both made it further than I did.” The hockey player got up, and walked off. “I’m heading back to the dorms.” He turned to Vishal. “Thanks though, back there with the other guys. Thanks man.”

Kaleb stared at Vishal. “You better not be coming between me and Blake.”

“Between you an Blake?” Vishal chuckled.

“He’s my path to stardom! The world loves him!”

“And he’s my path to the hockey team.”

Kaleb and Vishal stared at each other until Alfie and Weston ran between them, a swarm of ducks behind them. “RUN!”

The screen switched to show Dania hiding under her covers. Twilight is seen sitting on the edge of her bed. “It’ll be ok Dania.” Twilight whispered, rubbing Dania’s back through her covers.

“No.” Dania sniffled. “This is my fault, if I wasn’t so selfish! He could have won the tie breaker, he could still be here!” She threw her fist into her pillows. “I didn’t even go to say goodbye. I didn’t think he would go home. I just -” Dania composed herself realizing she was with Twilight. “I’m sorry, I have no right to complain about this to you.”

Twilight looked at her feet. “No. It’s fine. There was time when Frosty first left when I lost faith.” The believer whispered. “I fell into darkness.”

Dania peeked her head out from beneath her covers. “How did you ever get over that? I honestly feel like someone just tore my heart out, and we didn’t even break up.”

Twilight gripped onto her snowflake necklace. “I looked elsewhere.”

“Where else is there to look?” Dania sighed. “If everywhere I look I see Andre.”

“I just remembered that there might be light in the world. If someone like Santa, and somewhere like the North Pole can exist, and then if a kingdom like Floria can flourish, than things that hide in the shadows must too.”

Dania stared at Twilight. “Are you trying to say that you worship satan now?” The peppy girl reached out for Twilight. “Because I don’t think that -”

“I don’t worship Satan, Dania.” Twilight giggled. “I just learnt to see the light and the dark. Right now you see the dark with Andre’s elimination, maybe you just need to find the light.”

The breeze from the open window push the curtain away, a beam of light shining over Twilight. “The light.” Dania whispered. “Creepy!” She giggled.

Angel smiled as Isabella shared her earbuds with her. “Thanks. I really needed that.” The fangirl pulled the earbuds out. “Everything with Dania was just starting to make me go crazy. Andre’s really gone… Again.”

Isabella nodded. “Wasn’t 5 Seconds of Summer so hot or what? Their lead singer is oh-la-la!” She scrolled through her phone to show Angel a photo of the singer shirtless, lying on the sand.

“That looks like an amateur took the photo.” Angel pointed at the poor angle, and the lack of focused lighting.

“Like wow. You are SO right!” Isabella zoomed in on the photo. “You can barely even see his ab lines.” She pouted. “Well now what am I supposed to stare at?”

Angel grinned. “I still have some photos of Cody.”

“Simpson!?” Isabella gasped. “How?!”

“It’s not hard at all! It just takes a whole lot of duct tape, a push-up bra, three wigs all slightly different shades of blonde, a pair of scissors, and four mini tacos!”

“Are the tacos for when you get hungry?”

Angel shook her head. “No.” She said confused. “They’re to draw the targets eyes to the center of the camera lens!”

“I can honestly say I never thought of that!” Isabella paused, squinting her eyes. “But like, does it work?”

Angel grabbed onto Isabella’s hand, dragging her to the Chosen Wing. “Let’s find out!” When they arrived she ordered four tacos and pointed to where Fynn and Grayson were sitting at the bar. “Now, we just need to get their attention.”

“Easy!” Isabella declared, walking over to the pair of boys. “Let’s take a selfie for my gay friend back home!” The girl announced, pulling Grayson in for a hug and snap shot.

Grayson blinked. “Did I just get used for my sexuality?”

Fynn laughed, as he pulled off his shirt. He punched Grayson’s arm. “That’s a real riot!” His eyes traced Isabella as she walked away. “Is that…” His eyes focused on the four tacos in Angel’s hands. “Tacos.” He murmured starting at the mexican delicacy.

“See?” Angel grinned, high fiving Isabella as she flashed a photo of the drooling Fynn. “Works every time!”

“Can you send me that photo?” Isabella asked, staring at Angel’s phone. “He’s kind of cute.”

“If you’re into the dorky, hotter-than-you type I guess.” Angel giggled, texting the photo to Isabella.

The scene focused on Fleur and Salem as they sat on a teeter totter. “This is a long way from home for you, right?” Salem questioned, pushing her legs off of the ground, as she raised into the air.

“Oui!” Fleur paused. “It is how you be saying long home from far!”

Salem blinked. “I know the feeling!”

“Pq? How in the way?”

“I haven’t been tapped yet.’ Salem frowned, looking up at the moon. “No coven has chosen me.’

Fleur stared at Salem, and the way she dressed. “Are you in the how we call burning woman at cross?”

Salem let out a giggle. “Well, I don’t think that’s quite the way to put it.” She pointed at the moon. “Without a coven, I don’t fully have my powers.”

“Witch.” Fleur paused. “Like uh, Sailor Moon the teenage witch?”

Salem giggled slightly louder this time. “Sabrina.’ She corrected. “And maybe. I don’t really know. But I know I feel like a part of me is missing, like my home.’

Fleur’s eyes went wide. “Oui. I am in this feeling of all time!” She jumped from the teeter-totter, with the intent of going over to hug Salem, but without her weight to balance out the children’s ride, Salem was sent flying into the air, landing in the nearby sandbox. “Ooopsy!” The french girl shouted racing over to Salem, who managed to land on her feet.

Salem brushed the sand off from her dress. “That’s ok. I know you didn’t mean to.”

“How is you not in sand?”

“Magic.” Salem winked.

Zac is shown lying in bed, skyping a student at school in America. “I miss you.” The host whispered, staring into his boyfriend's face.

“I miss you too Zac. I can’t wait for Thanksgiving break, because then I’ll get to see you.”

“I mean, Hayden you could just watch me on the show y’know.” The host offered.

Hayden paused. “You’re not wrong, but I don’t have the time anymore. School is so hard this semester. And I didn’t have any time to read anything this Summer. I feel like I’m drowning already.”

“But you don’t even start until Friday!” Zac pouted.

“Right?” Hayden groaned. “I’m dying out here! I’ve gotta head to sleep. Night Zac.”

“Night Hayden.”

The screen faded to show the Sun as it ascended into the sky. The camera raced across campus, zooming in on an almost empty classroom. Mana stood at the front of the lecture hall, wearing a violet dress shirt, white tie and grey slacks. He gave a slight frown as he eyed the numerous empty seats. “Good morning!” He announced.

“Good morning Mr. Manatee!” Alfie shouted back, as he picked the chocolate chips out from his muffin. “You look so cool today!”

Weston nodded, eating what was left of the chocolate muffin. “Definitely a cool look for you!”

Mana sighed. “You’re not the only ones who came… Are you?”

Dania raised her arm into the air. Her makeup had run from her face that was buried in the book on her desk. “I’m here in spirit!”

Ivy rubbed Dania’s back. “She’s taking Andre’s elimination a little hard.” She looked up at Alfie and Weston. “This all could have been avoided if you didn’t vote her boyfriend off first!”

Weston looked at Ivy and then at Alfie. “We voted for Fynn.”

Alfie nodded along excitedly. “So what are you going to teach us today professor Manatee?”

Mana blinked. “Oh right!” He blushed, dropping the chalk. He grabbed another piece and wrote ‘Medieval History’ on the board.

“Really? We’re starting with Medieval History of all things?” Ivy questioned. “Isn’t that a bit… boring?”

As if in response, Alfie and Weston began to duel using their rulers. “There’s no such thing as boring!” Weston challenged as he and Alfie jumped onto Dania’s and Ivy’s desk.

“I stand corrected I guess.” Ivy muttered, looking up at Mana. The camera pans up to the clock, times speeds up, as time moves ahead an hour and a half.

“And that,” Mana paused. “Is King Louis the something successfully defended against the English siege!”

“Awesome!” Weston grinned.

“Yeah!”

Ivy pulled on the sleeping Dania’s sleeve. “Come on, class is up, let’s get lunch.”

“Can we come?” Weston asked, putting away his and Alfie’s notes.

“Sorry, girls only.” The red-haired girl waved goodbye to the pair, as she dragged Dania’s near-dead body though the doors.

Alfie bowed to Mana. “Thank you professor Manatee!” Weston followed suit as the pair ran out of the building.

The camera switched back to show Dania and Ivy as they ate their spinach salad. “Why are we on different sides.” Ivy questioned.

Dania looked up from her food. “We’re not.” After she finished polishing her spoon, she pulled out her makeup kit and began to quickly adjust her face. “We’re on the same team. We’re in the same sorority.”

Ivy pursed her lips. “But why does it feel like we’re cheating on our friends but doing this.”

“Ivy,” Dania paused. “I can’t control how Rosalie feels. Nor will I say what she is feeling is wrong, but that doesn’t make the way she treats Angel right. I really thought you would know that more than anyone after everything that happened with Jade. You can’t just blame one person for everything. You need to take responsibility. You need to wo-man up.”

“You say that like Angel is innocent.”

“What is she guilty of?” Dania responded.

Ivy put her fork down, her voice getting louder. “Cheating! She stole Rosalie’s boyfriend! How would you feel if Malia and Andre actually started to date on Tides!?”

Dania blinked, remaining calm. “That wouldn’t happen because Andre and I respect each other, and care deeply for one another.”

“What are you saying?”

“I’m saying, have you even spoken to Emmett about any of this? Do you know he had to go back to his family’s farm in P.E.I, the middle of nowhere just to avoid the press after Frozen. The media always wanted to know just how Rosalie was doing, or how it felt to be dating the winner of Frozen.” Dania shook her head. “Really, what happened to you Ivy.”

Ivy looked away. “Nothing happened to me Dania. But since when did you stop caring about your friends. You’re the one who taught me to care. You’re the one who showed me there was another way. That I didn’t have to just be like Heather because I wanted to.”

Angel helped Dania up from her seat. “Come on Dania, the challenge is starting soon!” She sent a glare at Ivy. “And just so we can remember history a little, it was Jade who was the real Heather in your case, you were just her puppet.” Dania gave Ivy one final glance as she left with Angel, perhaps she had changed, or perhaps she’d forgotten who her friends were.

The camera switched to show Fynn as he stared at his clothes on his bed. “Why is everything pink.” He muttered. “I could have sworn I just washed my whites.” The surfer paused, “Well I guess I can’t wear any of those today.” He shrugged, leaving his room in nothing but his boxers.

“You know that you’re basically nude right?” Vishal asked, joining Fynn as the pair walked towards Genesis Plaza for their next challenge.

“I guess so. Easier to get the ladies this way though, if you catch my drift.”

Vishal’s eyes grew wide. “Trust me, we all catch your drift. One second.” Vishal ran into his and Blake’s dorm, grabbing a pair of his own sweats for Fynn. “At least put these on. It’s really fricking weird being around you like that man.”

“Sure. Thanks for the pants!” Fynn grinned, jumping in place as he pulled the pants on, his body bouncing with each hop.

“Cover yourself up man!” Vishal groaned.

“All done!” Fynn announced, as he wrapped his arms around Vishal. “Thanks again man! It was starting to get a little chilly.”

“Sure, it’s not like that’s the oldest excuse in the book.” Vishal chuckled, racing ahead of his teammate.

“HEY!” Fynn shouted, chasing after him. “That’s not what I meant!”

Damien rolled his eyes from dorm. “Clearly I need to step my pranking up.” He rubbed his chin. “I will avenge you Andre, don’t you worry.”

The scene cut to Genesis Plaza. Zac waved excitedly to the students. “How was everyone’s night?”

“Do you actually care?” Ivy retorted, high-fiving Rosalie.

“Good point.” Zac nodded.

Mana looked visibly upset. “Your classes started today! And only FOUR. FOUR OF YOU SHOWED UP!” The Brazilian frowned. “That was a major disappointment.”

“Zac did say it was optional.” Grayson pointed out.

Mana rolled his eyes. “Well what Zac didn’t mention was that MY lessons will help in your challenges.” The intern spat back, clearly annoyed. He was promised to be a teacher in Canada after Tides and yet somehow this is where he ended up.

Rosalie stared at the hosting duo. “You mean, we’re now at a disadvantage because we chose not to go to your lesson?”

“Sorry, not sorry.” Mana shrugged.

“Shouldn’t you want us to succeed?” Payton questioned.

“What i wanted, was to be teaching English to a classroom full of wanting students.” His eyes focused. “Instead I have you all.”

Zac beamed. “It only took a season, but I’m glad to finally have you on onboard Mana!” He wrapped his arm around the Brazilian.

“Are we going to joust!?” Weston asked excitedly.

“Not entirely, no.” Zac said. He pointed at the top of their two dorm buildings. Think of it like an elaborate game of capture the flag.”

Vishal gave a confused look. “Not that I was ever the slickest in class but what could Mana have possibly taught today that would have helped with this?”

“How to siege and defend against sieges, in Medieval History.” Ivy glowed, having remembered.

Emmett wrapped both Alfie and Emmett into either arm. “Well we sure are lucky you two both went to class today eh!”

Kaleb let out a soft chuckle. “Lucky might not be the exact word I would use.”

Weston adjusted his posture, to stand straighter. “Hey, I know I may not be the smartest around, but Alfie really is a genius! Certified and everything.”

“And I’m clearly the King of some forgotten kingdom.” Kaleb chuckled to himself.

“Tameron?” Alfie gasped.

Grayson shook his head. “Not cool man.”

Mana pressed a button, as the rankings shuffled.

1 Emmett 2 Dania 3 Weston 4 Rosalie 5 Kaleb 6 Alfie 7 Salem 8 Ivy 9 Damien 10 Angel 11 Fleur 12 Vishal 13 Grayson 14 Isabella 15 Hannah 16 Fynn 17 Cherry 18 Blake 19 Twilight 20 Julien 21 Payton

Zac pointed to the changes. “Clearly a lot of things changed. Rosalie, and Ivy welcome to the top. Don’t forget being in the top 25%, or bottom 25% gives you a chance for a reward.”

“What kind of power up can I get?” Hannah raised her hand.

“None. Because you’re not popular anymore.” Mana shrugged.

The students whispered amongst themselves about the changes in thanking when Zac shot a flare gun into the air, as a plane swerves out of its way. “Get started! The first team to return their opposing teams flag here wins!”

Emmett swallowed a chuckle as he watched Cherry and Rosalie begin to argue over who would lead their team. He and the rest of the Fraternity had begun to jog back to their dorms to plan. “So here’s the plan.” He started, as they made their way across the square.

“Do I need to ask this every time, but why is it that you get to be captain?” Grayson asked, trying to jog away from Fynn.

“He was a great team captain back when we were sailing across the seas in Tides.” Alfie commented. “He always did his best to make sure we were the best.”

“You remember!?” Weston beamed, high-fiving Alfie as the pair ran.

“Thank you Alfie. But you’re not wrong Grayson. Why should I be the captain?” The muscular team shrugged, and pointed at Alfie and Weston. “Today, I’m not the best man for the challenge. They are.” He looked eagerly at Alfie. “Remember back at the volcano, it was our second challenge together and you won it for us. Think you can do it again today?”

Alfie’s eyes lit up. “Are Skittles the best candy or what?”

Fynn looked at Grayson confused. “That means yes.”

Kaleb and Vishal turned to Emmett. “You can’t be serious… Right?” Kaleb asked. “You want them to lead us?”

“They’re just kids.” Vishal agreed.

Blake walked over to shake both Alfie’s and Weston’s hands. “I don’t know, I think they’ll be great.”

“Fine.” The pair muttered.

Weston paused. “We’ll need to split up. Some of us will need to stay here to defend against the girls.” “And some will need to go and attack.”

Julien started to walk off. “I don’t really think my skills are required here.”

Alfie jumped on Julien’s back sending him to the ground. “Of course you are! You’ll attack with me. No one is scarier than you.”

Julien’s eyes twitched as the bright boy smiled at him. “You’re making my soul turn over in its grave. I don’t like it.”

“But you’ll play with us anyways.” Damien commented.

Elsewhere, the girls were having less luck. “This is how this is going to go.” Rosalie stated, trying to force Cherry to back down.

“LIke not?” The Summer Winner shook her head. “You like can’t just snap your fingers and be queen. It like took Zaina an entire season to do that.”

Rosalie turned to her team. “Who do you want to lead you?” She pointed to herself. “Me, the winner who wasn’t actually eliminated.”

“Or me,” Cherry raised her hand. “The winner who spent like a month with the Inca, like a totes brave and scary clan, who knew how to pillage and raid?”

Angel nodded. “For once, Cherry kind of has a point. At least she knows this kind of world.”

Ivy shook her head. “You’re just saying that because she’s opposite Rosalie. And in case you all forgot I attended class today, so me and Rosalie know what’s on the go.”

Isabella walked over to join Ivy and Rosalie. “This feels like a scene right out of my favourite Bring It On movie!” She whispered in Ivy’s ear. “Don’t worry though, like the Sharks won.” She noticed Ivy’s confused look. “We’re the Sharks! We get the hot boy in the end!”

Payton pulled out her camera as she walked to join Cherry. She recorded as the two sides were formed on the team. “Grayson was your friend Cherry. I’ll support you.”

“Like. Why do you keep saying that?” Cherry blinked. “Do you remember when I teamed up with his psycho girlfriend to like destroy his life?”

“I remember when you comforted him when Sam wasn’t there.” The girls coooed.

Twilight and Salem both made their way over to join Rosalie’s side. “I won’t forget Twin It.” Twilight whispered as she passed by Rosalie. “You might have saved me from the darkness, and I don’t think I’ll ever be able to repay you.” Salem brushed past Rosalie, as she felt her leader’s cold hands. “It’s an awfully warm night to be cold, isn’t it?” Rosalie gave Salem a curious look.

“Thanks for the support you guys.” Rosalie cocked her head, as Hannah walked over to join Cherry and Angel. “Hannah? What gives?”

Hannah let out a laugh. “What? So now I’m good enough to be in your party?” The gamer hugged Angel. “You know, I spent time questing with Emmett last season, he’s a good hero. A true hero, who didn’t rely on villains to win his game for him.”

Fleur gasped. “Non!” She wrapped her arms around Hannah, silencing her. “You are no bad!! True hero you are! Good friend! Good leader! Good person!”

Hannah blushed, “I know that now.”

Ivy turned to Rosalie. “It’s fine we don’t need her.” She pointed at Dania who was torn between the two sides.

“Dania?” Angel, Cherry, Ivy and Rosalie asked.

The polite girl eyed the two sides. “My answer is no.” She took a step back. “This,” she motioned at the girls. “Isn’t going to work. This isn’t how we bond, this isn’t how we win challenges, and this is not who I am.” Her eyes focused on each of the girls in turn. “And shame on you for putting us- for putting me in this position, after everything that’s just happened. You can do this your way, but I’ll find my own way because I refuse to pick sides again. I’m not going to decide between my friends like I did with Andre and father.”

Alfie, Emmett, Julien, Grayson and Fynn are seen dressed in all black. “This is a new look.” Fynn shrugged, “Not really as colorful as I normally like it though.

“At least you’re wearing pants.” Grayson muttered. “He is wearing pants still, right? I’m too afraid to look.”

“He is still fully clothed.” Alfie confirmed.

Emmett finished pulling on his black toque. “So what’s the plan here Alfie? Are we going to charge them, bust down the doors?”

“Perhaps we can scare them into submission with our chances of landing a decent job after the show.” Julien remarked.

Alfie blinked. “No, and no.” The swimmer began to walk to the small ice cream stand in the centre of Genesis Courtyard. “First, we get ice cream.”

Grayson gave Emmett an unsure look. The muscular teen walked ahead of Alfie. “What about the challenge?”

Fynn jumped. “I could really go for some ice cream right now, honestly.” He rubbed his stomach. “I feel like I haven’t eaten in ages.”

“We will strike when they least expect it.” He pointed up at the Sun. “And if we start the challenge now, I won’t have my chance to try a new flavor of ice cream today!” Alfie happily skipped ahead of the rest of his team.

“At least my roommate is a genius.” Julien said flatly looking at Emmett. “So much so, that I’ll likely finally have a room to myself.”

“We won’t lose.” Grayson commented. “I was on the losing team at the start last time. It’s not happening again.” He looked down at his black attire. “But why are we wearing black if it’s still Sunny out?”

“Alfie said something about agent Cody Banks or something.” Fynn shrugged, as he debated on what flavor of icecream to order.

The rest of the Fraternity are seen watching the Trailer Park Boys in the lounge of their dorm building. “This is so cool!” Weston admitted, “We never get to see anything like this back home.”

“It’s truly a Canadian work of art.” Kaleb added. “They are true actors, masters of the arts.”

Blake rubbed his beard. “They’re not actors Kaleb. That’s just… that’s just how they are.”

Kaleb blinked. “Oh. Well, I guess there has to be some degenerates in Canada.”

Damien arrived, with a bowl of popcorn. He sat down beside Weston. “So what exactly is this master plan of yours?”

Vishal glared at the others relaxing. “Yes. Do tell, because from my seat it just looks like we’re goofing off instead of trying to win.”

“Well uh.” Weston gulped. “Me and Alfie were going to tell you guys earlier, but then the challenge started, and well we never had the chance.” The others looked at Weston confused. “But we were in the elevator, y’know the one that goes all the way to the roof!”

“Yes….”

“And we thought it would be fun to press all of the buttons! Like they do when they need to find a clue in all of the movies!” Weston excitedly announced. “Except we didn’t find any clues, and the elevator broke. And we had to wait for Mana to come and rescue us from being trapped!”

Damien paused. “So what exactly does that have to do with the challenge?”

Weston shrugged. “The elevator is broken.”

“The elevators broken!” Blake shouted, as he raced over to give Weston a hug. Kaleb and Vishal shot each other a look, both joining in on the celebration.

“What am I missing?” Damien asked confused.

“The stairs don’t reach the roof, we tried to get there the first day. Only the elevator can get there.”

“The elevators broken!” Kaleb and Vishal shouted, hugging Weston and Blake finally understanding.

“So… they can’t get to the flag?” Damien asked, his jaw dropping. “You and Alfie are geniuses.”

The scene cut to show Rosalie and Salem as they waited inside of their elevator with water guns. “Good find, knowing that the elevator is the only way to the roof.” Rosalie said, as she pumped her shotgun, from memory.

“When the moon calls to you, you find your way to her.” Salem smiled, sliding her water pistols into her pockets. (Yes, her dress has functioning pockets.) Rosalie gave Salem a curious look. “Yes Rosalie, I’m a witch. Is there something you’d like to share with me?”

Rosalie turned away and stared at the elevator doors. “No.” She clenched her jaw. “Just that I think that’s really cool that you’re a witch or whatever.”

“Don’t worry. I won’t tell.” Salem promised, clenching the locket around her neck. “Some secrets are best kept where the Sun can’t find them.” She stared at Rosalie, expecting a reaction.

The scene cut away to show Ivy, Isabella and Twilight waiting on the rooftop. They watched their flag like hawks. “Is she doing ok?” Ivy asked Twilight, after Dania’s outburst.

“I don’t know.” Twilight paused. “She’s never competed alone before really.”

“She’s not alone though.” Ivy countered. “She has us. We are her friends. Why can’t she see that? We - I care about her.” The redhead slumped against the wall. “Why won’t she just let me repay her for being my friend back on Frozen.”

Twilight let out a soft sigh, as she watched her breath appear before her. “Maybe it’s time we moved on from Frozen. Things aren’t the same anymore.” Twilight replied. Her mind drifting back to the times when Frosty would cuddle her to keep her warm. “It’s almost a year later.”

Isabella gasped. “That’s where I know you from!” She announced. “Like you were on the show with Emmett and Britt? They were total hunkasaurus! Me and my girl squad used to pretend write love letters to each other, pretending to be them! One of them even sent the letters to Britt’s house once!”

Ivy sent a glare towards Isabella. “Maybe silence is the best way to win this challenge.”

“But where’s the fun in that? Did you guys see the finale of Frozen? When Hannah and Saber shot the cannon at Rosalie.” She bit her tongue. “DUH! You guys were there!”

Only a few flights of stairs below, Angel, Cherry, Fleur, Hannah and Payton were preparing for the challenge. “Like step one ladies, is to look like totes fierce!” Cherry announced, as she applied tribal war paint on her face in deep reds. “We must look the part to win.”

“That’s so cool!” Payton declared as she pulled out her camera. “See, this is what a strong, and powerful woman looks like.” Hidden beneath the makeup, Cherry blushed.

Angel grinned. “This is going to be so exciting. I haven’t had to break into anything in so long!” She jumped in place, antsy to begin after completing her makeup. “It’ll be like the good ol’ times!”

Fleur giggled. “Oui, maid, I am in the thinking you are in how I say, crazy past stalker.”

Angel blinked. “I honestly have no idea what you just said, but thanks!”

Hannah finished applying her own makeup. “So how are we going to do this? Raid the front door? You take the back, me and Fleur in the front? A massive charge. Should we cut the power first?”

“Ohhhh!” Angel nodded. “I always did like cutting the power, or dimming the lights just enough so they can still see your shadow as you creep up on them.”

Cherry looked at her team confused. “Like how about we don’t do any of that…” She blinked. “Like I’m starting to remember just how crazy you all are.” She pulled out her phone and started to record her team. “Hello students of TDE. It’s us, the Killer Sorority, and we need your help. In twenty minutes we need anyone willing to swarm the boys dorm building. Like, help us show just us fierce and cherry f-ing liscious we totes are! Let’s make it 2 for 2!” She finished her recording, and instantly tweeted it out. “Now all you need to do is retweet it, sit back and watch as they do the work for us.”

“Isn’t that… cheating?” Payton asked.

Hannah grinned. “No. It’s genius! Like a cheat code, if it’s in the game code, it’s definitely allowed!”

Fleur nodded. “Like Zac say, everything is different this time.”

Angel gave a silent pout. “So I won’t be raiding today?”

Cherry put a hand on Angel’s back. “Oh, we’ll be sneaking in all right. Like when the boys are totes overrun with our army, we’ll sneak into the elevator, and escape to the flag above!”

“Alfie?” Fynn asked, as he watched his leader devour another scoop of ice cream. HIs eyes getting wider as he looked back at their dorm building, where a crowd of screaming girls was forming.

“Alfie?” Emmett echoed.

“Sorry, was just savoring the last bit of it.” Alfie smiled after licking his lips. “What’s up?”

“The enemy seems to have outsmarted us.” Grayson calmly said.

Julien blinked, “Was that even going to be a surprise?”

Alfie pulled out his phone and showed them Cherry’s tweet. “This was expected.”

“What do you mean?” Emmett asked. “You expected this?”

“I saw Cherry tweet it right when the challenge started. So I tweeted that the girls would be doing a autographs in our dorm building, and that we were all sick with the flu.”

“Someone has the flu?” Julien asked, his eyes glowing. “I still need a photo of that for my sickness collection. What does the kneecap look like when its host has the flu?”

Alfie started to walk towards the girls dorm building. “What are you guys waiting for?” He looked back, confused.

“You sure you don’t want more ice cream buddy?” Emmett asked. “You did good.” He said grinning. “You did real good today.”

The camera panned to the crowd where Angel, Cherry, Fleur, Hannah and Payton were having trouble getting through the crowd without getting stopped for autographs. “Maybe this wasn’t the best strategy.” Hannah sighed, as she pushed through another small group.

“It’s not too late to build a rope out of blankets, and scale the side of the building!” Angel added.

“Alfie.” Cherry groaned, reading his tweet. “Payton!” She shouted. “This is up to you now!”

Payton blinked confused. “Me? Why me?”

“Because nobody like knows who you are!” Cherry argued, as she scribbled her name onto someone's arm.

Fleur kissed Payton’s hand. “I am in the giving of good lucks!” Payton’s confused expression didn’t fade from her face as she snuck past the crowd and into the boys dorm building.

“Hey Payton.” Damien waved from where he and the other boys were watching television.

The girl blinked staring at the boys. “Uh. Hey? What’s up?”

“Oh you know, just chilling with Netflix.” Blake shrugged, grabbing a slice of pizza.

Payton pointed towards the elevator. “Well, I’m just gonna… yeah.” She turn and raced for the elevator. She pressed the button, too afraid to look back. Behind her the boys shared a chuckle, as they continued to watch their show.

The scene cut to show Alfie, Emmett, Fynn, Julien and Grayson as the cut the power chord to the girls dorms. “Won’t this mean the elevator won’t work?” Grayson asked.

Alfie nodded and pulled out gloves. “We’ll use these to operate the dumb waiter.”

Emmett raised an eyebrow. “You really thought this through didn’t you.”

“Yeppers!” Alfie grinned, handing Emmett the gloves. “I’ll get inside of the dumb waiter, you guys will lift me up, and I’ll throw the flag down to Grayson, who will run it to the victory line!”

Fynn bumped his `brother` on his back. “You got this bro!”

Grayson nodded. “Yeah, I guess so.”

Julien looked at Alfie blankly. “Don’t worry! I didn’t forget about you!” Alfie pulled out his phone and showed Julien where Dania was hiding inside of their dorm building. “You need to apologize to her.”

“Or I could just jump off a bridge, at least I can physically capable of doing that.” Julien countered.

“You’ll apologize to her.” Emmett growled, standing tall over Julien.

“Whatever.”

The lights went out in the girls elevator, as the doors close, trapping Rosalie and Salem in darkness. “Well this is cozy.” Salem whispered, taking a seat in the corner.

“Very.” Rosalie said flatly. “The boys are making their move now.” She looked at the roof of the elevator trying to find a hatch to get out with.

“What do you expect to do when you get out?” Salem questioned. “We have a team out there, working to prevent this very thing from happening. You need to have faith in them.”

“You don’t win by just having blind faith.” Rosalie stated, pulling on the lever, opening the hatch. “Could you give me a hand?”

Salem frowned. “Only because you asked so nicely.” The camera followed Rosalie, who with Salem’s help was able to get on top of the elevator. She offered her hand to Salem to help her, but she refused. “I’ll wait here. Because I have faith.”

The scene switched to show Angel who had managed to break away from the crowd outside of the boys dorm building. She finished trying together a sheet, and began to scale the drain pipe outside of the building. “We won’t lose that easily.” She declared, as she pulled herself up inch by inch.

“Where did she go?” Vishal asked, pointing to where Payton once stood by the elevator. “You said the elevator was broken!” Vishal raced to the elevator, where it was clearly still not functioning. “Where is she?” He exclaimed, looking around.

“This could be a problem.” Weston gulped. “I’m sorry guys, I didn’t think this through, I thought it was an easy win!”

“It’s not your fault.” Damien encouraged. “For all we know she could have just left and given up.”

Blake looked around. “Maybe we should check around just in case.”

“I’m with the pretty boy on this one. Let’s find out where she’s gone.” Kaleb decided, running up the stairs.

The camera panned in on the vents, where Payton began her climb to the roof. “Why me?”

The scene switched to show Julien as he opened the door to Dania’s room. “Why does no one know how to knock?” Dania sighed, looking up at the intruder. “What are you doing here?” Julien stared at Dania in silence. Refusing to move a muscle. He wasn’t really sure what he was doing here. He was told to apologize, but for what. “Well? I’m not just some statue for you to stare at.”

Julien nodded, and handed Dania a couple of photos of her when she found out about Andre’s elimination. “These wouldn’t do well on my blog.” He admitted. “Maybe you could have them.”

“Why did you take these?” Dania asked, confused to see the photos of her crying.

Julien shook his head. “Not everything requires an answer.” Much like the question that plagued Julien’s own mind. Why did Andre agree to him joining their team? He pulled out a slightly crumpled photo of Andre, playing guitar for Alfie and Weston. “He seemed happy.” He said, passing Dania the photo. “Maybe his happiness will rub off on you.” Julien walked out of the room.

Elsewhere, Alfie waited patiently as the dumb waiter he waited on was lifted towards the room. Below him, Fynn and Emmett pulled on the rope, bringing him higher and higher. “He’s a happy little guy.” Fynn stated.

“Usually.” Emmett bit his cheek. “Usually he is.”

Fynn nodded slowly understanding. “I don’t know how he must feel being surrounded by people who he once laughed with, but now can barely remember what they look like when they smile.”

“Emmett knows a little something about that. Don’t you?” Rosalie asked, as she approached the pair.

“Rose…” Emmett said looking at his ex.

“Long time, no see.”

Fynn looked at the pair. “This is getting lowkey awkward. He stripped his pants off, trying to relieve his stress.

“Not helping with the whole awkward thing.” Emmett whispered. He turned back to face Rosalie. “Now’s not the time for this.” “Then when is?” Rosalie remarked. “You’re always off with her.”

“Angel.” Emmett corrected. “And when we are both in a good place we can talk about it.”

Rosalie looked to the side. “That’s not fair and you know it.”

“And neither was being your boyfriend.” Emmett flatly said, as he felt the weight of the ropes lighten. He walked away from Rosalie, Fynn following behind him. “Another time Rosalie.”

“You can’t just walk away from me like that!”

“That was cold.” Fynn whispered.

“She’s used to the cold. It doesn’t bother her anymore.”

“Aflie?” Twilight gasped as Alfie crawled out from the dumb waiter.

“Who even put a dumb waiter on the roof!?” Ivy shouted, as she raced towards Alfie to stop him from reaching the flag.

Isabella finished painting her nails. “Alfie? Do you think this colour makes me look old?”

Alfie blinked as he slid under Ivy’s legs and reached the flag. “Nope, just like a loser.” He blew a raspberry at her as he chucked the flag off of the roof and to Grayson who waited down below.

“So now what?” Twilight asked looking at Ivy, Alfie and Isabella.

“Ice cream?” Alfie offered.

“I’d love to!” Twilight grinned as she and Alfie walked towards the elevator.

“The power will come back any second now.”

“Did you just-” Ivy stared at Twilight as she left.

“I think this colour would really make your eyes pop.” Isabella suggested, handing Ivy the vial.

The camera swerved over to show the other rooftop, where Angel and Payton crossed. “What took you so long?” Angel asked, wiping sweat from her climb. “The elevator isn't working! I had to climb through the vents!” Payton gasped, trying to wipe the oil off from her clothes.

Angel handed Payton a parachute made from her blankets. “Well what are you waiting for? Jump!”

“WHAT?!” Payton gasped. “No way! You jump!”

“I’m not heavy enough.” Angel shrugged, and pointed to where Grayson was running towards the center of the courtyard. “You need to do it! Just jump, the parachute will take you there faster than me!”

“Are you calling me fat?” Payton asked, confused. She handed Angel her camera. “Take this. If I die, just watch the first recording and follow the instructions.”

Angel held onto Payton’s hand, “This isn’t your version of 13 reasons why is it?”

“No!” Payton shouted. “And this was your idea!” She muttered, grabbing onto the flag and the parachute. Before she could take the time to think the idea through, Angel shoved her off the edge, recording the entire scene.

Payton glided down towards the center stage where Zac waited. She and Grayson locked eyes. The wind picked up its speed, sending Payton further and further ahead. With her eyes on Grayson she didn’t notice the tree as her parachute tangled itself within the branches of the tree. The camera focused on Payton as she watched her brother win the challenge for his team.

The scene cut forward. Zac waited in front of the two teams. “Clearly that was action packed. But in the end, one team outsmarted the other, and that team was the Screaming Fraternity!” Zac announced. On queue the boys lifted both Alfie and Weston into the air, chanting their names as they marched back to their dorms.

Mana looked at the girls. “Unfortunately your plans came up short. But don’t get too caught up in it…” Mana looked at Payton, trying to not laugh at his own pun. “Uh-hm,” he tried to set himself straight. “Because tonight one of you will be given immunity. After one of rating boosters was sent home in the last episode, we can’t afford to lose another.”

“The rankings?” Cherry gasped, she stared seeing that her name was neither in the top 25% or bottom. “Oh come on!”

Zac shrugged. “Sorry Cherry, but your, I don’t really care attitude, while amusing doesn’t give you much screen time.” He turned to look at Rosalie, Dania, Payton and Twilight. “The four of you may approach.” He offered them a small bag with four pebbles in it. “Inside is a red pebble, and three blue. If you pull the red pebble you can thank Canada because you will be immune from this elimination”

“Come on Rosalie!” Ivy shouted.

“You can do this Dania!” Angel cheered.

“Twilight woo?” Salem gently shouted.

Payton frowned, as no one cheered for her name.

The four girls each reached inside of the bag, and revealed their colours. “And Rosalie is given immunity. Remember tonight you can NOT vote for her. You have an hour before the ceremony. Vote wisely, and remember we’re watching!”

The scene cut to show Rosalie and Ivy in their dorm room.Rosalie hugged Ivy. “Ok. That’s a huge crisis averted.”

Ivy nodded. “Now we just need to decide who goes home. Maybe Angel? She’s not safe, and I don’t think she’s gotten all that many friends yet?”

“No.” Rosalie declared, leaving their room and approached Dania and Angel. “I’m sorry Dania. I let my… feelings for other things get ahead of my friendship with you. And you were right, that wasn’t fair to you.” She opened her arms to hug her friend but Dania didn’t move. Rosalie nodded and turned to Angel. “And I wasn’t fair to you either. I shouldn’t have just… well there’s a lot of things I shouldn’t have done. I’m sorry.”

Angel and Dania shared a look before running over to hug Rosalie. “Thank you.” Dania whispered. “For not making me choose.”

(CONF): Ivy is seen sitting in the guidance counsellors office. “The state of the game changed today. We started today with the lines being drawn from yesterday. Angel Vs. Rosalie. Heather told me I’d need to vote out Rosalie if I wanted any chance of winning, just like I did to Lexi in Frozen. But Rosalie showed us once again why she won Frozen. She mended the lines with Dania, and with Angel. And now the Frozen girls are back together. The Holy Trinity is back. We might not have Lexi, but we have each other and that’s all that matters.”

(CONF): Rosalie stared at the camera. “I have lived through many difficult things in my past. But none harder than apologizing to Angel. But if I want any chance of winning this thing - fair and square I can’t have everyone hating me. I can’t do it. We might not be eliminating the toughest cookie tonight, but I will be sending home someone who is getting too close to the truth.”

(CONF): Dania wiped her tears away. “I don’t have to make a choice this time. This season, this season I’m fighting for my friends. For Andre. I’m going to win, and I’m going to be strong because it’s the right thing to do.”

The scene cut to show the Dean’s Office. Ivy pointed at the giant Zac statue. “Someone’s ego is getting a little big. Did getting kidnapped by pirates not do anything to help that?”

Mana coughed. “It only made it worse!”

Zac shrugged. “Welcome to your first elimination ladies! As you know, this season things are different. For starters you won’t be casting your votes in a confessional, you’ll be writing them down on these scantron sheets.”

“And I’m sure you’ve noticed the other differences while you were competing today. Things are different this season, and only the students who can adapt and learn will come out on top.” Mana added.

“Are you just saying that so we come to class next time?” Payton teased, as Mana blushed.

Zac turned to Isabella. “How does it feel knowing you're not the first elimination this time?”

“She was the first boot on her show?” Rosalie and Ivy gasped. “You made it seem like you got at least to the merge!”

Isabella shrugged. “It felt like I was there forever! But this time I have my girl pals!” She tuned to Ivy and Rosalie and waved. “And like, I feel so empowered.”

Mana nodded. “Dania, we all know Andre’s elimination was going to be a hard one for you, how are you coping?”

Dania smiled slightly. “Today was… a ride to say the least. I got a lot of unexpected visitors, and news.” She clutched the photo of Andre playing guitar. “But it just kept getting better. And better and now I’m back. And I’m ready to compete again.”

“Twilight, it’s still early, how do you choose who to vote for?”

“Whoever didn’t contribute. I know what’s it like to be the weak link on the team, I know it makes you a target.” Twilight said lightly looking over at Salem.

Zac pointed at Cherry. “And what about you Cherry? You’ve won before, what does it take to keep your name off those scantrons.”

Cherry shrugged. “Like, whatever it takes.” She looked at Rosalie and Ivy. “And like sometimes you just have to settle for second place.” Rosalie and Ivy waved at Cherry with smiles on their faces.

“And with that, you may cast your votes.” Mana declared. Once everyone had finished, he collected their votes and fed them into the statue.

“Remember once you are voted off you will, well more than likely never return, unless Canada really likes you.” Zac shrugged. “Anyone feeling nervous.” No one raised their hands. “Then this should be interesting.” He snapped, as the first leaf erupted from the statue and landed on Rosalie.

The former winner held onto the lead and waved at the camera. “Thanks Canada!”

Cherry rolled her eyes. “Luck only gets you like so far.”

“Worked out for you when you won, didn’t it?” Rosalie taunted back.

Two more leafs shot out from the statue as they landed on Twilight and Angel.

Angel shared a hug with Dania. “You’re next, just wait!” She promised.

Twilight cupped the lead within her hands and stared at the small miracle.

Hannah and Fleur both reached up to grab their own leafs, sharing a hug between them. “Hannah! We are in the being of safe!”

“Of course we are.” Hannah turned to Cherry and nodded.

Two more leafs erupted from the flame, as Payton and Isabella both caught their safety icons. Payton filmed herself as she smiled and waved at the camera. “This one's for you.” She whispered.

Isabella grinned. “I always wondered what it felt to get one of these.”

Cherry caught her own leaf. “Like duh? Was there ever any doubt?”

Zac turned to Dania. “Bottom three tonight, are you starting to regret not participating in the challenge?”

Dania looked at the rest of her team. “No. If I go home then I get to be with Andre. But I needed the time today to get over it. I needed the time to mourn with my friends.”

“Poetitic.” Mana smiled. “Salem, why do you think you received votes tonight?”

Rosalie and Ivy shared a look. “I don’t know. I thought I was helping, I really did.”

Zac looked at Ivy. “And you Ivy? Do you think being so loyal to Rosalie could be your demise today?”

“Loyalty is never a bad thing.” Ivy said calmly looking at Angel, Dania, Twilight and Rosalie. “It’s always. ALWAYS a positive.”

Zac watched the final two leafs drifted to Dania and Salem. “Is it now?”

Ivy looked around at her alliance. “What?”

Cherry smirked. “Oh, like oops. Did I vote for you? Totes slipped my mind.” Cherry walked over to stand next to Ivy. “Maybe like when Heather tries to give you a tip, you should listen.”

“I couldn’t vote Rosalie off even if I wanted to.” Ivy said confused. She turned to Rosalie, “I’d never do that anyways! I promise.”

Rosalie nodded and held onto Ivy’s hand. “I know.”

Cherry pulled out her phone, showing Ivy hers, Rosalie’s and Dania’s confessionals. “Like everything is live. Maybe like if you decide to vote off someone, try to keep it like on the down-low next time.”

Angel looked away from the pair. “And I thought I could trust you Rosalie. I thought you wanted to be a better person.” Angel frowned. “But you only care about yourself - Still.”

Ivy looked around. “I still don’t get it. Why?”

“She showed us the clips.” Payton said, getting up. “We can’t just let you guys run the show. We know what happens when that happens. If you want to win, you adapt - you learn.”

Hannah nodded. “But you two just keep trying to play the same game over and over.” She paused as she looked at Ivy. “Without Jade you just don’t understand how to play the game.”

Ivy stepped away, closer to Zac. “I just… I just thought I could do it.”

Zac waved goodbye to Ivy. “Sorry to say Ivy, but you’ve been expelled.” He snapped, the ground shattering beneath Ivy. The girls look at the hole in shock.

“What?”

Zac casually moved away from the giant hole. “Did I promise you drama or what!? Will Rosalie manage to find some peace in her team or has she finally used up the last of her luck? And what about the boys, will Fynn finally find the girl of his dreams, or will Julien just keep scaring them all away? Find out next time on Total Drama Eclipse!”

Chapter Four: 350 Degrees of Drama
The camera pans out from where Ivy stood only moments ago. Rosalie stared at Dania in disbelief. “I thought we were friends? I thought IVY was your friend. We were both there for you when Andre was eliminated and this is how you treat us - treat her?” The former winner shook her head disappointed. She turned to Isabella and motioned for her to follow. “Come on Isabella, at least I can trust you.”

“Do you think I can use her nail polish now that she’s gone? I really liked that shade of green! It reminds me of this colour I saw Emma Roberts wore to the Emmys.” Isabella followed behind Rosalie.

Once the two girls had left Dania turned to Angel. “What did you do!?” Her eyes were wide. “I thought we agreed to forgive them! I thought we were going to be the better people!”

Angel stood tall. “Dania she was just using us. They were both just using us again. They were playing the game, and I’m here to play the game this time. I can’t just let them push around. They can’t just be given the game.” The fangirl looked to Cherry for support, but the Summertime winner had already left with Payton. “Can we talk about this in our dorm room?”

“No.” Dania said coldly. “I begged you, and I begged Rosalie to not make me choose. You just made a choice for me, a choice that I didn’t even want to make in the first place!” Dania tore the ribbon that Angel had given to her from her hair. “I’m going back to the dorm and getting my things, I’d rather sleep outside than with you.”

“Dania! Wait!” Angel called out, chasing after her friend.

Hannah turned to Fleur, Twilight, Hannah and Salem. “Well, it looks like our guild is already expiring and crumbling.”

Twilight got up from her seat. “Sometimes having faith just isn’t enough. Maybe we should do something to try and bring us all together!”

Fleur’s eyes lit up. “Like in the times we were in the having of slumber parties on pirate ship!”

“I wish I could have been there for those!” Salem beamed. “I love slumber parties, think of all of the spells we could cast if we worked together.”

“You don’t have a spell that would make them all stop fighting do you?” Hannah questioned.

“Sadly not. But I do have a really good fire dancing chant-spell-type thing! We could have a bonfire tonight!” Salem exclaimed. “I’d just need to get some ingredients!” She looked up at the clock before grabbing onto Twilight. “Come on! We need to hurry if we’re going to get them all before it gets too dark!”

Fleur jumped up excitedly. “We will be in the finding of the girls!”

Twilight giggled as Salem pulled her away from the group. “This is kind of exciting! Is your magic…. Like Santa’s?”

Salem paused. “Sort of. His magic is powered by believers… Mine is powered by dedication and studying.” The witch looked at Twilight, “Rumour has it though, after people saw you on Frozen his magic abilities soared.”

“R-really?” Twilight asked hesitantly. Salem nodded. Twilight’s face fell, if Santa became more powerful because of her, why would he exile her. Why give up on the girl who believed.

Salem moved her hand to Twilight’s face. “Don’t let the cold embrace of Winter freeze over your spirit. There’s more in the world than what you can see. There’s always more to the story.”

“Trust me. I know.” Twilight looked away from her roommate.

The camera returned to Fleur and Hannah as the pair raced back to their dorms to find the rest of their team. “This will be in the being of awesome!” Fleur excitedly shouted.

“It’ll be just like old times.” Hannah smiled. “Just without the boys, and Vi.”

“Viola.” Fleur mumbled. “I would be in the waking up in the middle of not-day wishing she was around to tell funny joke!”

Hannah stopped to sit on a nearby bench, Fleur joined her. “Where did you go when the show finished Fleur? We lost you.” Hannah turned to look Fleur in the eyes. “After we lost you the first time back at the Sirens Quest, we promised to never lose you again. But then you vanished anyways.”

Fleur blushed, refusing to look Hannah in the eyes. “I was in the going of home.”

“You never called, or texted. We had weekly calls all of us.” Hannah pursed her lips. “I wasn’t close to people back in high school, or on Frozen. Tides was different though. I find my people. You were one of my people. You belonged in our party.”

“I was in the taking of Colin to be in the greetings my family.” The frenchy admitted.

“Colin.” Hannah clarified. “I never thought you were interested in him. Well, I hope that you’re both happy together now.”

Fleur jumped to her feet. “Me too.” She extended her hand out to Hannah. “Let’s be in the finding les girls!”

“Trust me! This will work.” Weston promised holding his hand over where Weston thought his heart was. “Scouts honor!”

Alfie looked at the punching bag hanging in the gym with suspicion. “But won't it hurt?”

“Think about your memories! If you focus on that you won't feel a thing.” Weston grabbed onto the punching bag and started to walk back. “Besides it happens in all of the movies! And the characters never seem to be hurt.”

Alfie nodded. “I never thought about that! Ok I'm ready.” Alfie declared as he protected his pack of gummy bears in his pocket from the incoming impact. Weston let go of the punching bag as flew into Alfie sending him flying across the gym - directly into Blake.

Weston ran over to the pair excited. “Did it work?! Can you remember??” His eyes stayed fixed on Alfie as the blond’s eyes fluttered open.

“I'm ok too. Don't worry about it. Just casually running on the treadmill when BAM! A guy smacks you into the wall. Just another day in Total Drama I guess.” Blake sighed and pulled himself and Alfie up from the ground.

“I still don't remember.” Alfie frowned. He collected his fallen army of gummy bears and walked towards the door, his head hanging down.

“Alfie!” Weston shouted wanting to race after him but Blake stopped him.

“I think he just needs some alone time.” Blake suggested.

Weston watched as the door to the gym revolved and Aflie vanished. “I just don't know how to do it. I don't know how to find his memories.”

Blake wrapped his around Weston. “Maybe instead you should focus on making new memories. Give him something to fill the void.” Blake handed Weston his gym bag. “You’re kind of my size. Go change into my spare gym clothes. Let’s run and talk?”

“Really? Me?” Weston asked, “You want to work out with me?”

The hockey player grinned. “Of course. Comeon, hurry up!”

The camera switched to show Fynn in the pool. His body glistened with the water, his back pressed along one of the sides of the pool while he chatted with two girls. “FYNN!” Alfie shouted as he cannon balled into the water below, covering the trio.

The girls made a face of disgust, and walked out of the pool. Fynn pouted and turned to Alfie. “I was so close this time.” He laughed.

Alfie blinked. “Oh. My bad! I’m sorry! I forgot you don’t have a girlfriend.”

Fynn shrugged. “There’s always more fish in the sea or something you know. So… What can I help you with bro?”

“Do you think that Trixie still loves me?”

“Uh…” Fynn paused, unsure how to answer. “You know, I never really got to know Trixie. That was more of a Sam thing y’know bro?”

Alfie gave Fynn a hug. “I know that! But, he’s your brother don’t you… well I don’t know just know?”

Fynn shook his head sadly. “Not really. But, if she’s still waiting for you, I’m sure that she does.”

“And what if I ran away from her to go to school with Weston, because I was afraid I’d wake up one day and realize that I don’t love her anymore.” Alfie looked up into Fynn’s eyes.

“Oh.” Fynn paused, looking around, and seeing Grayson. “GRAYSON!” He shouted, he was definitely out of his element here. The surfer jumped out of the water, and grabbed Grayson, throwing him into the water to help Alfie. “Thanks!”

Grayson’s eyes lit up with anger as his clothes got drenched. “What?” He paused, staring at Fynn and then turning to see Alfie’s innocent face. The prep pulled off his wet clothes until he was just in his boxers.

“You really are Fynn’s brother!” Alfie teased.

“Don’t remind me- and we’re not related. Not yet at least!” Grayson exhaled. “Mother Hen Grayson, at your service. Please state your problem and I’ll try to assist.” His voice was monotone, and dead.

“I don’t understand your character.” Kaleb questioned, as he put his tray down beside Julien’s and began to eat his dinner. “Are you supposed to be this scary dude, someone with a deep and historic past that we are meant to hate but then realize that we, society are the ass holes? Or maybe you just have a lot of pent up resentment and anger.” Kaleb pulled out his notebook and started to scribble his own notes down. Julien turned his head slowly then barked at the intruder. When Kaleb refused to move he sighed and returned to his food. “Feisty.” Kaleb noted.

“I already have journals full of why I hate myself, do you really need to add to the collection?” Julien questioned.

Kaleb gasped. “No you misunderstood. I think your persona is genius!” Kaleb whispered into Julien’s ear, “And I never say that to anyone that isn’t a mirror!” The actor closed his book. “How is the audience meant to react, should we be upset with you, intrigued, maybe afraid. I just don’t know! But what I do know is that you make my body tingle in ways it has never tingled before!”

“I think they call that puberty.” Damien teased, pulling up a seat. He saw a slight smirk on Julien’s face. “So why are you bothering poor Julien here for this time?”

Kaleb huffed. “I wasn’t bothering him! I was getting inspiration! For my screenplay! It’s about a bunch of students in an abandoned high school - but one of them turns out to be a serial killer.”

Julien tilted his head to Kaleb. “Sounds like a news article my hometown wrote about me.”

Damien coughed up his food. “Pardon?” He scooted ever so slightly away from Julien.

“See!?” Kaleb slowly clapped. “So fascinating, it’s like he always knows the perfect line to say to catch you off guard!”

Damien lifted his food from the plate after Julien took a close-up shot of Damien’s index finger. “I think I hear my sister calling. Uh, cya!”

Kaleb licked his fingers clean from the yogurt. “You’re truly superhuman.”

The camera switched to show Emmett and Vishal on a wrestling mat. The pair wore unitards as they pressed their muscles against each other. “Why did you want to meet me here?” Emmett asked.

“It’s the team.” Vishal stated. “I want it.”

Emmett let out a chuckle, as he pulled back on one of Vishal’s arms and pressed him into the ground. “Did you think I was just going to give you the team? It’s not even my team to give?”

Vishal grinded his teeth. With a quick movement from his legs he slid out from beneath the behemoth known as Emmett. “Well everyone treats it as though it’s your team.” He forcefully pushed his weight onto Emmett’s legs knocking him down. “And now I want it.”

“You still haven’t changed Vishal.” The muscular teen sighed. “You can’t just force your way into running the show. You need to earn their respect. You need them to believe and have faith in you.” Emmett wrapped his arm around Vishal’s waist, switching positions with him. “We’re all supposed to be friends. Why don’t you start by trying to do that.”

“I don’t know why you’re always so high and mighty. You still haven’t made it to the merge!” Vishal shouted as he watched Emmett walk towards the showers.

“And you still haven’t made a friend.”

Payton is seen sitting on the edge of her bed as she watched Cherry apply her makeup. “Why are you like staring at me.” Cherry questioned, as she stopped to look at her dorm mate.

“How can you just do that?” Payton asked. “How can you just be… you?”

Cherry turned to face Payton. “It’s like easy. I just do it.” She eyed Payton. “Is this you coming out to me? Because like that’s like taking brother like sister to the next level.”

Payton blushed. “NO!” She shook her head. “It’s nothing like that.” She got up. “It’s just you’re so sure of yourself, and outspoken! I could never do that!”

“Well like, maybe you should just try it?”

Cherry’s dorm mate pulled out her camera and started to record Cherry. “I don’t know about that. I think I rather just be here. With you. And Grayson! Of course.”

“I don’t know what it is that you’re hiding. Or like what you’re plotting- but I don’t like it.’ Chery eyed Payton. “But like that being said, you’re totes cute, so you can be my minion for now. Until Rosadweeb gets eliminated.”

The camera panned to the dormroom directly across the hall. “I wonder how she does it.” Isabella asked Rosalie, while she was also applying her makeup.

“Right? How is she always one step ahead of us.” Rosalie exhaled. “This shouldn’t be this hard! I shouldn’t have lost Ivy so soon!”

“I mean, how can she manage to keep that pink strip of hair? It must have been months since she first did it, but yet it still looks as fresh as when she first did it!” Isabella sighed. “I wish I could dye my hair like that and have it look so vivid for months!”

Rosalie stared at Isabella, “What are you even talking about? This is our alliance meeting.”

Isabella blinked. “Oh. Yeah, of course it is!” She smiled. “Cherry is terrible, I bet she doesn’t even like the Rascal Flatts!”

“Moving on. If we can win this challenge than we don’t need to worry about eliminating her for now. We need to start to get people on our side. Do you think you can do that? For us?” Isabella nodded. “Of course! I’m a great people person!”

The screen switched to show the the Sun as it began its descent to the ground below. In the centre of Genesis Plaza, Salem and Hannah were sprinkling ingredients onto logs. “I’ve never done it so big before.” Salem whispered. “I don’t know if this is safe or going to work.”

Hannah placed a hand on Salem’s back. “Don’t worry about it! I have plot armor, I’m the protagonist! I can’t just burn to death!”

Salem looked at Hannah confused but nodded. “Ok. All it needs now is a spark, and it will begin.”

“Hear that girls! Our night is just about to begin!” Hannah grinned, turning to face the rest of her team. Most of whom didn’t want to be there.

“Did someone say spark?” Damien grinned throwing a lit match onto the log structure, setting it ablaze. The structure instantly faded, and in its place a dancing flame that faded through the colours of the rainbow.

“It worked?” Salem gasped, before correcting herself. “It worked!” She cheered.

“Who invited the boys?” Rosalie asked, glaring at Emmett.

Fleur blinked. “I was in the thinking it would be big fun!” She offered a weak smile at Rosalie.

Angel jumped onto Emmett’s back. “Hey!” She giggled.

“Hello angel-face.”

Alfie walked over to Salem, and tugged on her dress. “Hello mrs. Salem?” The boy asked.

“Yes?” She replied looking at Alfie’s big eyes.

“Could you…. Do you think that you could bring back my memories? I seem to have lost them.”

Salem nodded. “I can see that.” She pulled out a vial, “I’m sure I could, but are you sure you really want to?”

“It’s all that I could ever want. It almost feels like I lost who I was.”

Salem looked back to where Weston was looking for Alfie. “But are you sure you’re ready to give up everything that you’ve found since then?”

“She needs to know that I love her. I need to know that when I tell her, it’s not just empty words. That they mean something. Just like in the movies!”

“Ok.” Salem nodded, as she plucked some of Alfie’s hair. “I’ll do it. But it’ll take me some time. But I promise, I’ll rescue your memories.”

Weston tackled Alfie to the ground. “Alfie! I missed you! I’m so sorry for making you get with a punching bag!”

“Weston!” Alfie cheered, wrapping his arms around his friend. He looked up to say thank you to Salem, but she had vanished into the darkness. “I’m sorry I ran away…”

Payton raced to find Grayson. “Look! I’m still here.” She teased. “You always said I’d be the first one out.”

Grayson grinned. “Happy you could keep up the family legacy.”

“I try, I try.” She laughed, sipping from her red solo cup.

“I saw the clips.” Grayson explained. “You almost had us last challenge.”

“Almost.” Payton added. “The girls are too busy being girls for us to actually win anything.”

“Isn’t that supposed to be your speciality? Ms. Student council. Bringing people together? Don’t you think I didn’t hear about when you fought so that the girls at your school could go to prom together.”

Payton looked away. “That was for you though Gray. And that’s not the same, the girls don’t care about any of that stuff!”

“Have you tried?”

“Well no.”

Grayson shook his head and walked away from his little sister. “What would mom say.”

Payton held her tongue, knowing exactly what her mother would say. ‘If only Grayson didn’t end up so screwed up, he could have been a wonderful example for you to look up to for advice.’

“I miss you.” Twilight admitted as she and Emmett shared a drink. “You know I didn’t really want to choose a side right.”

Emmett nodded, as he wrapped an arm around Twilight. “You travelled the world with Rosalie. I get it champ.” “We’re still friends though right? Because I feel like we’re miles apart now. We used to be close.”

Emmett looked down at Twilight, “Is everything alright?”

Twilight shrugged. “I don’t know anymore.”

“You know when I was sailing the seas, I’d look up at the night sky with Alfie and point at the North Star to him. He asked about you alot.” He pointed up at the sky to where the North Star should have been if it was darker.

“Why? He doesn’t even know me.” Twilight asked.

“Sometimes you don’t need to know something to believe in it. Isn’t that what faith is?” Emmett asked. “You gave him faith.” He pointed to where Alfie and Weston were looking up at the stars. “He believes he can get his memories back, and a big part of that is because of you.”

Fleur and Damien looked at the other students who had passed out on the grass around the dancing flame. “Why are you still awake?” Damien asked.

“I was not in the drinking of the juice!” Fleur explained.

“Me neither…” The pair looked at each innocently. “Did you by any chance uh, put something in the punch?”

Fleur whistled innocently. “I was in the hoping we could all be in the bonding over laughing at the boys being in the sleep!” She explained.

“And I was hoping I could score us an advantage in the next challenge if you all slept through the class.” Damien face palmed. “Great minds think alike.”

Fleur giggled. “Oui! Are you in the mood for a donut?” She asked, walking away to the nearest Tim Hortons.

“You know what, I really am.” Damien laughed, as he finished drawing a mustache onto Fynn’s face. The pair are shown walking away from the others passed out on the lawn, the sun setting behind them.

The camera zoomed in on the rankings that were digitally updating for the new day.

1. Rosalie

2. Cherry

3. Dania

4. Emmett

5. Alfie

6. Salem

7. Weston

8. Hannah

9. Payton

10. Kaleb

11. Damien

12. Julien

13. Vishal

14. Grayson

15. Fynn

16. Fleur

17. Isabella

18. Twilight

19. Angel

20. Blake