There were a few seconds of a calming water view that was interrupted by a man. He appeared to be in his 30's, had black styled hair and a fair bit of stubble.

Chris: (pops up in front of the screen) Yo! We're coming at you live from Camp Wawanakwa, somewhere in Muskoka, Ontario. I'm your host, Chris Mclean. Dropping season one of the hottest new reality show on television, right now!

The camera pans to show Chris walking along the dock.

Chris: (walking) Here's the deal, 30 campers have signed up to spend twelve weeks right here at this crummy old summer camp. They'll compete in challenges against each other. Then have to face the judgement of their fellow campers. (Camera zooms in on Chris's face) Every three days, one team will either win a reward, or watch one of their team member's walk down the dock of shame. Take a ride on the loser boat an leave Total Drama Island, for good.

The camera transitions to a clearing full of organized tree stumps and a campfire pit.

Chris: (gestures to the area) Their fate will be decided here, at the dramatic campfire ceremonies where each week, all but one camper will receive a marshmellow. (The camera zooms in on the barrel with three marshmallows on a stick on top of it. Chris picks up one of the sticks, eats the marshmallow, and then tosses the stick aside) In the end, only one will be left standing and will be rewarded with cheesy tabloid fame (holds up a stack of magazines with his face on them) and a small fortune (holds up a treasure chest full of gold coins and jewels), which let's face it, they'll probably blow in a week. To survive, they'll have to battle. Black flies. (Camera transitions to a swarm of black flies being swatted at by brown hairy arms with claws) Grizzly bears. (Camera pans down to show that the arms belong to a growling bear). Disgusting camp food!

The camera transitions to a picnic table with a bowl full of little worms and a giant grub with a mustache on top of the small worms.

Grub: (with a raised eyebrow and cocky smirk) Hey now.

The camera transitions back to Chris, who is now back on the Dock of Shame.

Chris: And each other. Every moment will be caught on one of the hundreds of cameras situated all over the camp. (The camera transitions to a bird's nest where a mother bird is feeding a worm to her babies while a camera is filming in the bird nest. The camera then transitions to a totem pole and slowly pans upwards to show a camera that was duck taped to the top of the totem pole. The camera then transitions back to Chris) Who will crumble under the pressure? Find out here right now (double points to the camera) on.....(the camera zooms out with each word) Total. Drama. Island!

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The camera transitions to a full view of the island before zooming in on Chris, walking down the dock.

Chris: Welcome back to Total Drama Island. All right, it's time to meet our first fifteen campers. We told them they'd all be staying at a five star resort, so if they seem a little T.O.ed, that's probably why.

The camera pans to a white boat pulling up to the dock, then leaving to reveal the first contestant dropped off the island. This contestant was a sixteen year old girl with a blonde pixie cut and green eyes, wearing glasses, a gray long sleeved shirt, red pants, and black and white tennis shoes, and dragging a mobile purple suitcase behind her.

Chris: Sharon, what's up?

Sharon: (walks towards Chris) Up is a direction used to describe a higher position. (Chuckles) Just kidding, I knew what you meant. It's quite amazing to meet you! (Shakes hands with Chris before observing him with curiosity) Not to sound rude or anything, but you are much shorter in real life.

Chris: (awkwardly) Uhh.....thanks? (points to the other side of the dock) Go stand over there.

Sharon: (starts walking away) KK!

The next boat arrived and left immediately after dropping off a tall, muscular male Jamaican teen. He wore an olive shirt with an orange "D" on the front, gray cargo shorts, a white cap, and sandals. As he walked towards Chris, he carried two large duffle bags in each hand.

Chris: DJ!

DJ: (sets down both duffle bags) Yo Chris McLean! (High fives Chris) How's it going? (Looks around with a frown) Hey, you sure you got the right place here? Where's the hot tub at?

Chris: Yo, dawg, this is it. Camp Wawanakwa.

DJ: (picks up duffle bags and walks towards the other side of the dock muttering to himself) Humph. Looked a lot different on the application form.

The next camper to arrive was a very pale teenage girl with short back hair with teal streaks, black eyes, and was dressed in a gothic attire of black leggings, skirt, and corset.

Chris: Hey Gwen!

Gwen: (walks over to Chris with luggage in her hands) You mean we're staying here?

Chris: No, you're staying here. My crib is an airstream with A.C. That-a-way. (Points thumb to the left)

Gwen: (walks up to Chris angrily) I did not sign up for this!

Chris: Actually, you did.

Chris pulls out a stack of papers. Gwen then grabs the stack of papers from Chris's hands and rips them apart before dropping them into the water with a smirk on her face. Chris, however, was unfazed by her actions.

Chris: The great thing about lawyers is...(pulls out another stack of papers) they make lots of copies.

Gwen: (picks up her bags and turns around) I am not staying here!

Chris: Cool. I hope you can swim though, (camera pans to the boat leaving) because your ride just left.

The sound of the boat's horn honking in the distance was heard as Gwen turned her head back to Chris.

Gwen: (scowls) Jerk!

Right as Gwen's boat left, the next boat arrived with another contestant. This contestant was an African-Canadian muscular boy, wearing a blue football jersey with a yellow "1" on the front and gray cargo shorts. Before the boat even arrived at the dock, the boy did a flip off of the boat from the upper deck, while carrying two navy blue duffle bags on his shoulders, and landed on the dock on his feet.

Lightning: (pumps a fist into the air) SHA-BAM! The Lightning has arrived! (Walks down the dock towards Chris) Yo, Chris McLean! What's up, dude?

Chris: (fist bumps Lightning) Lightning! Welcome to the island, dude!

Lightning: (fist bumps Chris) Thanks, dude!

Gwen: (to DJ and Sharon) They say "dude" one more time, I'm gonna puke.

When Lightning's boat finally arrived at the dock, another contestant stepped out of the boat. This contestant was a boy with with black hair shaved into a crew cut and dressed in a standard military cadet's uniform. While carrying a camouflage duffle, the boy immediately rushed over to Chris and saluted.

Brick: (salutes) Brick McArthur! Reporting for duty, sir!

Chris: (talks like a drill sergeant) At ease, solider! (points to the left) Report to the opposite end of the dock and wait for further instructions!

Brick: (salutes) Sir! Yes sir!

Brick then runs straight ahead towards the rest of the contestants, receiving a fist bump from Lightning and an eye roll from Gwen upon his arrival. The last contestant from Lightning's and Brick's boat steps off of the boat and walks towards Chris while carrying two navy blue duffle bags. This newly arrived contestant was a tomboy with short blonde hair and indigo colored eyes. She wore a gray hoodie, blue sweat pants, and navy green converse shoes.

Chris: Yo, Jo! How's it going?

Jo: (thinks for a second) Well, I just spent two hours on a boat ride with Meathead and Crewcut over there to what I thought would be a five star resort, but is actually a crappy dump of a summer camp! How do you think it's freaking going, McLean?!

Chris: (grins, unfazed by Jo's sarcasm) I'd say pretty good!

Jo just rolls her eyes and mutters some colorful words to herself as she angrily walks towards the other campers. As she approaches the other campers, Brick quickly runs towards her and faces her.

Brick: (holding out his hands) Please Ma'am, allow me to assist you by carrying your bags!

Jo: (thinks for a second and then shrugs) Eh, what the heck? Knock yourself out, Crewcut.

She immediately drops both her bags onto the dock, though one of them ended up landing on Brick's foot, and apparently there was something heavy in that bag since he yelped in pain.

Brick: Ouch! What're in these?! Dumbbells?!

Jo: (walks away) Just in that one.

From off-screen, another boat can be heard approaching the dock. The camera pans back to Chris as the next contestant steps off of the boat.

Chris: Everybody, this is Lindsay.

The camera pans to a pair of cowboy boots, but then slowly pans up to show a beautiful girl with long possibly dyed blonde hair and blue eyes. She wore a short orange mini-skirt, with an orange and red halter top, and had a light blue bandanna wrapped around her hair.

Chris: (whispers to the viewers) Not too shabby.

Lindsay: (walks up to Chris while towing a pink suitcase with wheels) Hiiiiiii! Okay, you look so familiar.

Chris: I'm Chris Mclean. (Lindsay looks confused) The host? (Lindsay is still not getting it) Of the show.

Lindsay: (finally gets the message) Oh, that's where I know you from.

Chris: (awkwardly) Uh......yeah.

Another contestant steps off of the boat shortly after Lindsay begins walking towards the other contestants. This contestant was a girl with long brunette hair tied back into a ponytail and purple eyes. She wore a light gray long sleeved top with a dark gray tank top underneath, black shorts, and burgundy colored long high heeled boots. As she walked towards Chris, she carried a fuchsia colored duffle bag in her right hand.

Chris: Emma! Good to see ya, dudette!

Emma: (double points) Right back at ya, McLean! My mom is a huge fan of your work. She's probably eating her heart out right now over the fact I'm on a reality show hosted by her favorite celebrity, Chris McLean.

Chris: Your mom, huh? Is she hot?

Emma: (frowns) She's married.

Chris: That's not an issue, I can work with married or single.

Emma: (walks towards the other contestants with a mischievous grin) And she's not into men.

Chris: (eyes widen in shock) Okay.......can't really work with that.

Emma chuckles at Chris's embarrassment as she approaches the other campers.

Emma: But seriously, this is where we're staying?

Gwen: Is your mom seriously into women?

Emma: (nods and holds up two fingers) Yep, both of them.

Gwen: Than that's your answer.

Emma: (shrugs) Meh, could've been worse. I've been to summer camp several times in the past, so this shouldn't be too bad.

Gwen: (scowls) Say what you will, I still did not sign up for this!

The next boat arrives, dropping of the next contestant. A tall model-thin, gorgeous girl stepped of the boat. Her straight, waist-length hair was unbound and was as black as the night. She wore a stylish top and very short shorts that would never be allowed in most high schools, and stylish open toed sandals with wedges. On her face, she wore sunglasses that reflected the faces of Gwen, DJ, Sharon, Lindsay, and Emma, in the lenses. She took of the sunglasses and looked around her surroundings with an unsettling glare.

Chris: Hea-ther.

Heather just walks past Chris, towards the other campers, without saying a word and clearly showing that she is very peeved off about being tricked into signing up for a reality show at a crappy summer camp.

Sharon: (walks up to Heather with her hand extended towards her) Hello! It appears that we will be your new acquaintances for the next twelve-.........(Heather just ignored her and walked past her just as she did with Chris. Sharon adjusts her glasses and narrows her eyes in annoyance at Heather's rudeness. She then whispers to herself.) You just made your first enemy, (*beep*)!

The contestants then heard some punk rock music being played off-screen. The camera pans to a stereo and then pans to teenage boy with a green Mohawk with the sides black, multiple piercings on his face, a spiked choker around his neck, and teal eyes. He also wore a black T-shirt, with a long sleeve shirt underneath and the logo on his shirt was that of a large skull, blue cargo shorts and red and white converse shoes. He had one foot on top of the stereo with an arm resting on his knee while giving the typical "punk" glare as he rode on the boat's balcony. When the boat pulls up to the dock, he tosses his green duffle bag onto the dock and jumps off the boat onto the dock with an glare.

Chris: Duncan! Dude.

Duncan: (deadpanned, while holding up a fist) I don't like, surprises.

Chris: (double points as Duncan walks towards him) Yeah, your parole officer warned be about that, man. He also told me to give him a holler anytime and have you returned to juvie.

Duncan: (sniffs) Okay, then. (Walks towards the other contestants with his duffle bag in hand. He passes by Heather, who had her arms crossed, with a smirk and a raised eyebrow) Meet you by the campfire, gorgeous.

Heather: Drop dead you goof. (Walks towards the left end of the dock in frustration) I'm calling my parents, you can not make me stay here!

The camera pans to Chris, as he grins while holding up a stack of contracts again. From off-screen, the sound of a boat's horn honking can be heard. The camera then pans to an incoming boat that had the next contestant water skiing from behind. This contestant was a teenage boy with medium length brown hair and brown eyes. He wore a red tracksuit, red and white track shoes, and a red and white sweatband in his head. The camera zooms in on the jock as he continues to waterski like a pro.

Chris: (from off-screen) Ladies and gentleman! Tyler!

Tyler waves, but unfortunately he lost his footing and started flipping through the water until he crashed into the luggage at the docks, sending one of the bags flying into the water, and causing it to splash Heather with water.

Heather: (outraged) UGH! My shoes!

Emma: (cringes but with a smile) That's gotta be painful.

Heather: (stomps her foot in frustration) I'll say, most of those shoes were brand new!

Emma: (rolls her eyes) I was talking about the wipeout, not your tacky shoes!

Heather glared daggers at Emma.

Chris: (shouting) Wicked wipeout, man!

A fist appears from the luggage pile, that soon gave a thumbs up to show everyone that Tyler was okay.

Jo: (smirks) Yeah, gotta admit, that's probably the best arrival entrances so far!

Lightning: (to Jo) I hear ya, dude! That wipeout was SHA-AWESOME!

Jo narrows her eyes at Lightning's "dude" comment towards her. The camera then pans to Chris, who is seen chuckling at Tyler's wipeout. However, he stops chuckling as soon as he heard the sound of someone clearing their throat off-screen to get Chris's attention. The camera pans to a girl with long red hair and teal colored eyes. She wore a blue shirt with sleeves at medium length and with the letters "DJ" on the front in yellow, black pants, and brown boots. She also wore a black beanie on her head and a black choker around her neck. She stood behind Chris while carrying a large white duffle bag with multiple color splatters all over in her right hand.

Chris: (turns towards her) Hey, it's Jenny, everybody! Jenny, welcome to the island!

Jenny: Thanks man, this is totally rad! (Looks around the island) Sort of, I was on the right boat, right? I mean, I was on the same boat as (points at Tyler, who was standing up and getting himself out of the luggage pile) that guy over there.

Chris: Oh, you're in the right place, Jenny. This is it, Camp Wawanakwa!

Jenny: (crosses arms) So basically the part in the application form about the contestants staying at a five star resort was a bunch of bull crap, and part of a scheme to trick people into signing up for a reality show at a summer camp?

Chris: (nods) Pretty much sums it all up.

Jenny: (smirks) Well played.

Jenny and Chris fist bump each other and then Jenny starts walking towards the other contestants. As she walks towards the end of the dock, she high fives Tyler.

Jenny: Saw your wipeout, dude! Nice!

Tyler: Thanks.

The camera pans to Chris, where an off-screen loud breathing can be heard. The camera then pans to a teenage boy with light brown hair and was wearing glasses with thick lenses. He was very much on the scrawny side, with a blue shirt with a hamburger for the logo, and green pants, with white and green high tops. He carried a keyboard under his left arm and a beige suitcase in his left hand.

Chris: Welcome to camp, Harold.

Without a response, Harold starts looking around the island just as a few contestants before him have done.

Sharon: (To Jenny) What's he looking at?

Jenny: (shrugs and whispers) I don't know, he's kind of odd. I didn't really try to talk to him much during the boat ride. We just sat in awkward silence.

Harold: (To Chris) So, you mean this show is at a yucky summer camp and not on some big stage or something?

Chris: You got it.

Harold: (fist pumps, clearly more excited about the situation than the other contestants) Yes! (Begins to walk towards the rest of the contestants) That is so much more favorable to my skills.

Chris cringes and shudders as the sound of the next boat pulling up to the dock can be heard from off-screen. This contestant was a young man with brown  spiky hair and black eyes. He wore a black open shirt with a dark orange undershirt underneath, blue jeans, and black and white converse shoes. He also had a few brown hairs on his chin and a small black ear gauges on his earlobes. He walked towards Chris, while carrying a black backpack on his back.

Chris: Our next contestant is.....

Emma: (waves ahead) David! You made it! And it's about time, too!

David: (playfully rolls his eyes with a smile) Well excuse me, Emma! I didn't ask to ride on the boat that would arrive to the island before yours! Apparently the producers wanted us all to mingle with others who we barely know.

Chris: (surprised) Wait a minute, you two know each other?

At the exact same time:

Emma: He's my brother!

David: She's my sister!

Chris: Interesting. Honestly I was kinda hoping that at least a couple of our contestants might know each other. Any who, as I was saying before, our next contestant is David!

David: (waves) Nice to meet almost everyone! (Starts walking towards the other contestants and stands next to his sister. He then whispers to her.) This place looks like crap! Where's the resort?

Emma: (whispers) Spoiler Alert: They lied to us.

David: Darn it! I was looking forward to scoring a make out session from a chick in a bikini by the pool.

Emma: (smiles mischievously) So far there's six other girls and we are on a beach (the camera pans to an area on the beach that has trash littered everywhere and a seagull with plastic rings around its neck. The tide then came in and swept the seagull into the ocean.), so go nuts.

Just then the next contestant steps off of the boat. This contestant was another young man with black long hair and green eyes. He wore a light long-sleeve green shirt, with a black hand symbol on it, black pants, and shoes that matched the colors on his shirt. As he walked towards Chris, he carried a blue backpack on his back and a guitar case in his left hand.

Chris: Contestant number fifteen is Trent!

Trent: Hey, good to meet you man. Saw you on that figure skating show. Nice work, man.

Chris: (bumps fists with Trent) Hey, thanks man. I knew I rocked that show!

David: I watched that show with one of my moms. One of the guys dropped his partner on her head. I think their names were Jacques and Josee or something like that. Regardless, they got an immunity that week.

Harold: Luccckyy. I hope I get dropped on my head.

Lindsay: Me too!

Jo: (whispers to Lightning) She's probably used to it.

Lightning: (snickers and whispers back) True that, dude!

Jo: (rolls her eyes from being called a "dude" once again and mutters to herself) You're probably used to it, too.

Trent: (takes a look around the area) So, this is it... (the camera pans to Heather, wringing water out of her hair, and then pans slowly to the right to show the rest of the contestants. Many of the other contestants had blank expressions on their faces, while Harold was simply picking his nose. Trent couldn't help but feel uncomfortable at that moment) Alrighty, then.

Trent walks towards the other contestants and stands by Gwen and smiles at her, Gwen just looked away, frowning before giving Trent a small smile back. The camera pans to the next contestant, who was currently standing on the upper deck of the boat with her pink bags. This contestant was your standard "Indie Chick". She has short red hair that was tied into pigtails and brown eyes. She wore a red strapless top, khaki capris, and sandals with heels. She also wore light blue diamond shaped earrings on her ears, a black choker around her neck, and a pink flower in her hair. Her boat pulled up to the dock and she stepped off of the boat with her luggage in hand.

Zoey: (waves meekly) Hi everyone!

Chris: Alright. Our Indie Chick, Zoey, is here!

Zoey: (rubs her arm nervously but maintains a smile) It's very nice to meet you all! I'm so stoked to be here right now.

Heather: (scoffs, while still wringing water out of her hair) Nice flower.

Zoey: (excitedly) Oh really? You like it?

Heather: (sarcastically) Totally! You gotta tell me where you got it so that I can put one in my hair and wear pigtails just like yours so that I can look just as dorky as you.

Zoey: (confused sand slightly hurt) I'm assuming that means you don't really like my flower then?

Heather: (rolls her eyes) Like duh!

Zoey lowers her head in sadness, but not for long as Emma came up to her in an attempt to comfort her.

Emma: (places a hand on Zoey's shoulder) Don't listen to Heather! She's just being a total (*beep*). (Heather glares daggers at Emma for calling her a (*beep*), but Emma paid no mind to her glare and whispers into Zoey's ear) She's in no position to judge other people's fashion decisions. Showgirls and bikini models have more modesty than she does. Also, her shoes are just plain tacky.

Zoey giggles at Emma's comment, feeling much better than she did before.

Emma: (walks with Zoey towards the other contestants) And honestly, I think that flower is the best accessory to go with your style.

Zoey: (smiles) Thanks! I'm Zoey, (rubs arm nervously) but you probably already knew that from when Chris introduced me.

Emma: I'm Emma, it's nice to meet you.

Zoey: Same to you.

Sharon: (walks up to Zoey with an extended hand) Hello, my name is Sharon.

Zoey: (shakes Sharon's hand) Hi, it's very nice to meet you.

Heather: (finishes wringing the water out of her hair) Okay, we've all met Indie Girl, can we get on with the show, please?

Duncan: Looks like someone missed their double cappuccino macchiato this morning.

Harold nods at Duncan's comment, Jenny and Emma snicker, and Heather was not the slightest bit amused as they were.

Heather: (clearly irritated) Get bent.

Chris: All right! With Zoey here, that makes sixteen contestants! (Looks ahead) And here comes the next boat now!

The camera pans to the latest boat arriving at the dock. Once the boat stopped, the next contestant walked onto the dock. He was shorter than the other contestants and appeared to be of Indian descent. He had styled brown hair and dark brown eyes, and wore a red sweater vest over a blue polo, green cargo shorts, and green shoes with two orange stripes on the sides. He carried a suitcase in his left hand as he walked along the dock towards Chris.

Chris: Our next camper is Noah!

Noah: You got my memo about my life-threatening allergies?

Emma: (eyes widen) Oh right! I almost forgot to ask, you got my memo about my serious peanut allergy too, right Chris?

Chris: I'm sure someone did.

Emma sighs with relief, while Noah just continues walking towards the other contestants.

Noah: (deadpanned) Good. Is this where we're staying?

Duncan: (speaks sarcastically and cracks his knuckles) No, it's your mother's house and we're throwing a party.

Noah: (unfazed) Cute. Nice piercings, original. Do them yourself?

Duncan: (grabs Noah's lip and holds up a needle threateningly) Yeah, you want one?

Noah: (still unfazed) Uh no thanks. Can I have my lip back please? (Duncan lets go of Noah's lip) Thanks.

Another contestant stepped off of the boat. He had blonde hair and brown eyes, and wore an open black shirt with a black undershirt, green skinny jeans, and black and white shoes. He carried one blue suitcase in each hand as he walked towards Chris.

Chris: Alex! Welcome to the island, dude!

Alex: (excitedly) OMG! A summer camp?! I sooo love camping! (Squeals)

Lindsay: OMG! Me too! I love camping! Even though I've never gone.

Alex: (rushes over to Lindsay excitedly) No freaking way! I've never gone camping either! But isn't it just sooooo fetch?

Lindsay: (nods excitedly) Totally!

Both Lindsay and Alex jump up and down together with excitement, while also squealing at the same time, earning the strange looks from most of the other contestants. The camera then pans to the next boat, heading towards the island. On the boat's upper deck was the next contestant. She was an African Canadian with black hair that was tied into a ponytail and brown eyes. She wore a beige t-shirt with four  kumquats on the front, blue capris, sandals, and large hoop earrings. She also had a figure that consisted of large breasts, large shaply hips, and a big butt that could not lie. Behind her, two large leopard print bags can be seen.

Leshawna: (waves) What's up, ya'll? Leshawna's in the house.

The camera pans to Harold, who gasps at the sight of Leshawna for some unknown reason. The camera pans then pans to Chris, as Leshawna walks on-screen towards him while dragging her luggage behind her.

Leshawna: Yo baby, hey how you doing? How's it going? (High fives Chris, then walks towards the rest of the contestants) Feel free to quit now, save yourself the trouble cause I came to win. (Walks up to DJ) Oh, what's up my brother, give me some sugar, baby! (High fives DJ).

Harold: I've never seen a girl like you in real life before.

Leshawna: (with a smile and raised eyebrow) Excuse me?

Harold: You're real big.. And loud.

Leshawna: (angered) What did you say to me? Oh, no you didn't! (Gwen and Trent cringe with fear as she angrily walks towards Harold, looking ready to fight) You have not see anything yet! I'll show you big, baby! (grunts) (Leshawna is held back by DJ and Zoey, while Harold makes awkward fighting poses at her) Oh yeah, you want some of this? Well, come on then!

Jenny: (pumps her fists up and down) Ah yeah! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

Brick: Ma'am, you shouldn't encourage them to fight each other!

Jo: (to Brick) I agree with Beanie here, just let them fight! It'll be the second interesting thing to happen in this hour of complete boredom.

Chris: (breaks it up) Alright, campers! Settle down.

Jenny and Jo groan in annoyance as DJ and Zoey lets go of Leshawna. As Leshawna brushes off her shirt, she takes another look at Harold, who just smiles sheepishly.

????: I concur with Chris. Fighting amongst ourselves is just a breeding ground for more trouble.

Chris turns around and is suddenly startled by the next contestant, who had suddenly appeared behind him at some unknown point. She was a short girl with pale skin, light blonde hair and teal eyes. She wore a green sweater under a blue shirt, a black skirt, purple leggings, and black dress shoes. She also carried a green duffle bag with purple peace signs all over it in her right hand

Chris: (startled) What the-.......where did you come from?!

Dawn: I was on the same boat as Leshawna. I've been standing here for over four minutes, but I do not blame you for not taking notice of my presence immediately. I am known to be very quiet.

Chris: (slightly creeped out) Okay....moving on then! This is Dawn, everyone!

Dawn: Thanks for the introduction, Chris. (Walks over to the other contestants) Greetings everyone! It is very nice to meet you all.

Leshawna: Straight up, Girl!

Brick: (salutes) Pleasure to meet you as well, fellow competitor!

Lindsay: I really like your hair color!

Alex: OMG! I was just thinking the exact same thing.

Dawn: (smiles) Thank you all for your kindness. I truly hope we will all become friends by the summer's end.

As Dawn walks over to DJ and stands next to him, she places a hand on his arm to get his attention.

Dawn: Your aura is quite unique. It is exceptionally green with a mix of pink. Though it suits you quite nicely.

DJ: (smiles, but is also weirded out) Uh....thanks.

The camera pans over to the next boat, as it has just dropped off the next contestant. He appeared to be of Japanese descent and both black hair and black eyes. He wore a teal blue t-shirt, black jeans, and dark yellowish-green shoes with a teal stripe on the side.  He carried a navy blue colored suitcase as he walked down the dock towards Chris, and he did not look happy.

Chris: Anthony! What's up, m-.....(Anthony dropped his suitcase onto Chris's foot) Yeowch! Hey, what's your problem?!

Anthony: (grabs Chris by the shirt and pulls him closer) My problem is that a certain host and network producers had me believe that I would be participating in a competition at a five star resort, but instead dumped me at this crap shack of a summer camp. (Pushes Chris away while also letting go of his shirt) Now instead of doing anything productive this summer, I have to waste it here!

Chris: (brushes down his shirt) If it makes you feel better, you do have a 3.33% chance of winning a hundred grand. Not to mention you might become famous after the show. Those parts of the deal were actually true.

Anthony: You do realize however, that you and the producers have committed false advertising by tricking thirty teenagers to sign up for a reality show at a false location!

Chris: Technically, this is the exact place that was listed in the application form. We just didn't mention the island was a summer camp.

Anthony: This still can't be legal! (Pulls out a cellphone from his pocket) I'm calling my lawyer!

Anthony starts to dial but then Chris casually walks up to him and swipes the phone out of his hands.

Chris: No your not. (Tosses the cellphone into the ocean with a grin)

Anthony: (eyes widen with shock) MY PHONE! (Glares daggers at Chris) You're going to pay for that!

Chris: Actually, I'm not. (Holds up the stacks of contracts) Your phone classified as contraband. Any contraband items found on the island will be immediately confiscated by me and all confiscated items become mine ergo I just threw "my" phone into the ocean. Look it up, it's in your contract.

Anthony: (stomps his foot once in frustration) You cannot force me to stay here!

Chris: (waves the stack of contracts) I actually can. Contracts, 'member? You can't quit, otherwise you would be in breach of your contract that you did sign, agreeing to spend twelve weeks at Camp Wawanakwa unless you are eliminated.

Anthony: (snatches the stack of contracts out of Chris's hand and starts walking towards the other end of the dock while reading through them) There's gotta be a loophole here somewhere! I am not wasting anymore time here!

Chris: (shrugs his shoulders) Knock yourself out, dude. Look all you want, but you're here to stay.

Anthony: (mumbles to himself) We'll see about that....

As Anthony continues to read through the stack of contracts carefully, the next contestant steps off of the same boat that brought Anthony. This contestant was the three T's: Tall, Thin, and Tan. He had spiky dark brown hair, brown eyes, and a gap between his front teeth. He wore a blue t-shirt, blue jeans, and brown and white converse shoes. As he walks down the dock towards Chris, he carried a black duffle bag in his right hand.

Chris: (double points) Mike! The Mikester, welcome to the island, dude!

Mike: Thanks, it's really cool to be here, even if this isn't a resort.

Chris: Glad to see that a few of our contestants aren't completely T.O.ed about staying at a summer camp. (The camera pans to Gwen, Heather, Jo, and Anthony. The girls were glaring at Chris in annoyance, while Anthony was still reading through the stack of contracts).

Mike: (whispers to Chris) By the way, uh.....you did get my memo about my.....thing?

Chris: Someone got it.

Mike: (quietly sighs with relief) Ok....I guess.

Mike starts walking towards the other contestants and stands next to Zoey. Both of them nervously shifted eye contact towards each other.

Zoey: (blushes) Hi, I'm Zoey!

Mike: (nervously shifts eyes but smiles) Uh....Hey, I'm Mike. It's...um.....nice to meet you.

Zoey: (rubs her arm nervously with a smile) Nice to meet you, too.

Their interaction was unfortunately cut short when the sound of a boat horn was heard off-screen. The camera then pans to oncoming boat, where the next contestant stood on the upper deck of the boat. This contestant was possibly the shortest contestant yet. He was an African-Canadian with short brown hair and black colored eyes. He wore a red long sleeved hoodie, orange shorts, long white socks with red and blue stripes, orange and white colored shoes, and glasses.

Chris: Alright! Here comes our next contestant, Cameron!

Cameron: (takes a deep breath in and out) Fresh air! A real lake! Birds!

Right on cue, a group of birds start flying towards Cameron, causing him to fall into the water as the boat continued towards the dock, while leaving Cameron behind to drown. Most of the campers gasp at Cameron's fall.

Chris: (whispers to the camera) I give him about one episode if he's lucky.

Trent: Uh, Chris? I think he might need some help.

Trent points ahead to where Cameron was. The camera then zooms in on Cameron, who is flailing his arms as he desperately tries to keep himself afloat.

Cameron: (through gurgles and water coughs)
H-Help......!!!!!!!

Jo: (rolls her eyes) Spazz......

David: (to Jo) This is serious! He could drown!

Zoey and Mike both run towards the right side of the dock, both ready to jump in and save Cameron.

Mike: Hang on!

Both: I'm coming! (They pause when they realize they both had the same idea) Oh!

Mike: (nervously) oh, no you first. Please......

Zoey: Oh no, please go ahead. I insist!

Mike: (sheepishly) well I mean, if you insist.......

Heather: (irritated) Someone jump in the freaking water already!

Lightning: (runs past Heather, while pushing her to the side) Way ahead of you, girl! (Runs towards the right side of the dock and pushes Mike and Zoey off to the side) Outta my way! Lightning's got this! (Dives into the water and rises to the surface not much later) SHA-BAM!!!!!!!

Lightning immediately starts swimming fast towards the spot where Cameron was struggling to keep himself afloat. When Cameron sinks under the water, Lightning dives in after him. After a few seconds, Lightning arises from the water, while holding Cameron in his hand above the water.

Lightning: Don't worry! I'll save you, little girl!

Cameron: I'm a boy!

Duncan: (whispers to Jenny) Could've fooled me.

Jenny and Duncan snicker together, while Gwen rolls her eyes at the two in annoyance, unbeknownst to them. The camera then pans back over to the dock as Lightning swims back over to the docks with Cameron off-screen.

Chris: Well, that's one crisis solved. Reality TV, huh?

Just then, the next contestant steps off of the boat that arrived at the dock shortly after Cameron was knocked off of the upper deck. This contestant was a muscular young man with brown hair and amber colored eyes. He wore a red shirt with an open chest, gray cargo shorts, and sandals. As he walks down the dock, he carried a yellow backpack on his back.

Luke: What a relief, the little guy is alright!

Chris: As far as we know. What's up, Luke? Welcome to the island!

Luke: Thanks, man! It's good to be here!

From off-screen, they hear the sound of someone loudly growling with frustration and throwing papers onto the dock.

Anthony: (furious) Dang it! I couldn't find a (*beep*)ing loophole! (Stomps foot in frustration and crosses arms) That's just perfect! That's just (*beep*)ing PERFECT! Now I'm stuck here!

Luke: C'mon dude, chill. It's not so bad. I mean, it's no resort, but it could be a whole lot worst.

Anthony shoots a furious glare at Luke, causing him to cringe back a little with fear. Soon after, Lightning and Cameron had arrived onto the docks. Cameron was coughing up water while Lightning looked triumphant, that is until he caught a glance at the furious glare Anthony was giving Luke, causing him to also cringe a bit with fear. While trying his best to look away from Anthony's intense glares, Luke walked over to the rest of the contestants and stood next to Emma.

Emma: (nudges Luke's arm and whispers) I'm not sure what his problem is, but I agree with you that this could be a whole lot worse.

Luke smiles at Emma. The camera then pans to the dock where the next boat has just departed and dropped of the next contestant. This contestant was a pale young man with brown hair styled into a mullet and gray eyes. He wore a large green hoodie with a white undershirt, blue jeans, camouflage green colored boots, and a blue toque.

Chris: Ezekiel! What's up, man?

Ezekiel: (looks up at the sky and points up) I think I see a bird.

Trent and Sharon laughed at Ezekiel's comment.

Sharon: (laughs) I made a parallel whimsical comment during my arrival as well. (Snorts while laughing)

Chris: (Puts a hand on Ezekiel's shoulder) Okay, look dude. I know you don't get out much, been homeschooled your whole life (Ezekiel nods in confirmation), raised by freaking prairie people, just don't say much and try not to get kicked off too early. Okay?

Ezekiel: (walks towards the rest of the contestants) Yes sir.

Gwen: (disbelief)  That's just...Wow.

Harold: Thats homeschooling. Good for learning, not so good for socializing.

Moments later, the next boat arrived at the dock and the next contestant stepped off of the boat. She was an African-Canadian girl with long curly black hair and black colored eyes. She wore a white strapless top, light blue jeans, black tennis shoes, and dark red beanie. As she strolled down the dock, she carried a pink zebra striped duffle bag in her left hand.

Mary Margret: Sup, y'all? This game's winner has just arrived! Mary Margret's the name, rapping and kicking butts is my game.

Chris: (fist bumps Mary Margret) Good to know, Mary Margret! Hope you have what it takes to back up your claims.

Mary Margret: (scoffs) They ain't claims! They're facts! (Starts walking towards the other contestants) Ain't no one gonna win this game but me! No scrawny white girls or fool white boys are gonna outplay me!

Harold: (to Mary Margret) Your into rap?

Mary Margret: Heck's to the yeah! Rap is dope! So is breakdancing, which I happen to be a prodigy of along with freestyle rapping.

Harold: Thats cool. I'm into beatboxing myself; it's just one of my many mad skills.

Mary Margret: Thats tight, dude. Y'gotta give me a sample later. If you are as good as you say you are, I could always use more sick beats!

Harold and Mary Margret bump fists as the camera pans back over to the dock, where the next boat had just arrived and dropped off the next contestant before departing. This next contestant was a rather large contestant. He was extremely obese, possibly around 296 pounds at least. He had short, shaggy unkept blonde hair and black colored eyes. He wore a possibly XXXL white T-Shirt with a light blue Canadian leaf on the front, long green shorts, and green and white high-top sneakers. As he stepped onto the dock, he let out a loud cheer that was powerful enough to blow back Chris's hair.

Owen: (loudly and excitedly) WOOO-HOOOOO! Chris! What's happening? (Laughs with excitement) This is awesome! (Pumps fist into the air) Wooohooo!

Chris: (imitating a similar level of excitement) Owen! Welcome!

Owen: (grabs Chris into a tight bear hug) Awesome to be here, man! Yeah! Man, this is just so...

Gwen: (surprisingly with a smile) Awesome?

Owen: (excitedly) Yes! Awesome! Wooooo! Are you going to be on my team?

Gwen: (sarcastically) Oh, I sure hope so.

Jenny: (not sarcastically) Ditto, that'd just be awesome.

Owen: (loudly) Woooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!

Chris: (annoyed) You about finished?

Owen: (Puts Chris down) Sorry dude, I'm just so psyched (pumps both fists into the air)!

Chris: (smiles) Cool, and here comes Courtney.

The camera pans to show the next boat that has just arrived at the dock with the next contestant onboard. She was a tan skinned girl with short brown hair and black eyes. She wore a short grey sweater, over a white blouse, green capris, and high-heel sandals. Chris held out a hand and helped her off the boat like a gentleman.

Courtney: (as she walks by) Thank you. (She walks over to the other contestants and waves) Hi, you must be the other contestants. It's really nice to meet you all.

Owen: (grabs Courtney's hand and shakes it rapidly) How's it going? I'm Owen.

Courtney: Nice to meet you, (turns her head to the right) Ow-......wow!

Owen: Actually it's Owen, not Ow-wow.

Emma: (confused) What are you looking a-......(looks at what Courtney is staring at in awestruck, and her jaw drops and her eyes widen) Holy (*beep*)!

The camera pans to the next boat where an extremely handsome teenage boy can be seen onboard on the upper deck. He had perfectly tanned skin, beautiful blue eyes that could melt even the most frozen of hearts, and long gorgeous brown hair. He wore a dark green T-Shirt, dark blue jeans, and dark green sandals. Many of the contestants stared at the new contestant in awe, mostly the girls and surprisingly Owen and Alex, who then faints from the sight of his god-like beauty.

Sharon: (stares in bewilderment and amazement) Such astronomical beauty! His perfection.....it's illogical!

Emma: (stares longingly) He's so beautiful! (Whispers to her brother) Phyllis would probably go back to men if she saw him.

David nods in agreement while the camera pans towards Jo and Alex as they stare at the contestant in awe and admiration.

Both: (lovestruck) He's so hot! (This comment earned them a few confused and surprised looks from some of the male contestants)

Chris: This is Justin! Welcome to Total Drama Island! (fist bumps with Justin)

Justin: (fist bumps) Thanks, Chris. This is great.

Chris: Just so you know, we picked you based entirely on your looks.

Justin: (shrugs shoulders with a smile) I can deal with that. (Walks towards the other contestants)

Mary-Margret: (Puts a seductive smile on her face) So can I, Mmmmm.......(gazes longingly at Justin)

Owen: (rushes up towards Justin) I like your pants.

Justin: (walks by Owen) Thanks man.

Owen: Cause they look like they're all worn out. (laughs) Did you buy them like that?

Justin: (as he walks past some of the other contestants, the girls and Alex continued to stare at him with infatuation) Uh, no. Just had them for a while.

Mary-Margret: (stares at Justin's butt as he walks past her, with infatuation) Mmmm....Mmmm.......

Owen: Oh, cool. (Turns away and whacks his forehead) Stupid!

The camera pans to the next boat approaching the docks. Onboard the boat on the upper deck was the final contestant. She had golden peach colored skin, long orange hair, and purple eyes. She wore a yellow sundress, yellow sandals, a white pearl necklace, and white pearl earrings.

Chris: (off-screen) Hey everyone! Eeeeleyna!

Eleyna: (waves and starts running towards the edge of the upper deck on the upper deck) Hi, Chris! Hiiiii! Hi, Everyone! Hii-....WHOA! (Eleyna trips over the fence rail and ends up smacking her face onto the dock before falling backwards into the water).

Tyler: (cringes with a smile) OOOOH. That was bad! (Laughs in amusement)

Courtney: (runs towards the end of the dock with concern) Guys! She can be seriously hurt! (Pulls Eleyna out of the water and onto the dock) Are you okay?

Eleyna: (slightly dazed looking) Anyone get the license plate number of the mermaid that just hit me? (Snorts in laughter)

Zoey: (concerned) I think she might have a concussion!

Eleyna: (vigorously shakes her head like a dogs to dry off her hair and stands up, stretches, and laughs) Nah, I'm just messing with you! I didn't feel a thing at all! (Becomes uncomfortably serious) That's not a euphemism, I literally didn't feel anything. (Becomes cheerful again and starts fast talking) This is summer camp? That is so cool. Do you have paper Mache here? Are we eating lunch soon?

Owen: (gets excited) That is a good call!

Chris: First things first. We need a group photo for the promos. Everyone on the end of the dock!

Everyone starts walking towards the end of the dock, getting into position for the group photo. Chris jumps onto the upper deck of the boat that just dropped off Eleyna, with a camera in his hand.

Chris: (prepares to take the picture) Okay! One, two, three.....(*snap*)..... Oops! Okay, forgot the lens cap. (Presses a button that rolls down the lens cap) Okay, hold that pose. (Prepares to take the picture, again) One, tw-.....Oh wait, cards full. Hang on.

All of the contestants looked very annoyed with the holdups.

Leshawna: (rolls eyes in annoyance) Come on, man. My face is starting to freeze.

Jo: (snickers) I think Anthony's face has been frozen this entire time. Look at him! He's made the same facial expression since he's arrived! (Laughs).

Anthony scowls at Jo, furiously and looking like he was about to pop a blood vessel.

Duncan: (impatiently) Hurry up, McLean! My arms are getting tired.

Zoey: I think I'm getting a cramp.

Mike: Ugh, me too.

Eleyna: I have to pee!

Chris: Got it, okay. (Prepares to take the picture) Everyone say Wawanakwa!

Everyone (except Anthony): WAWANAKWA!

Anthony: (*BEEP*) WAWANAKWA!

Suddenly the dock beneath the contestants started to creak and then collapse with a loud snap, causing all of the contestants to fall into the water as they screamed. The camera then shows the picture that Chris had taken on screen, which only showed a few of the contestants such as Owen, Leshawna, Heather, Tyler's hand, Sharon, and Lightning, trying to keep themselves afloat in the water. The camera then pans back to Chris on top of the boat.

Chris: Okay guys! Dry off and meet at the campfire pit in 10!

The screen fades to black for commercials......

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Campfire Pit

The screen fades in to the campfire pit, where all of the contestants have gathered around either sitting on stumps or standing.

Chris: This is Camp Wawanakwa, your home for the next twelve weeks. The campers sitting around you will be you cabin mates (camera pans to Trent, Jo, Lindsay, and David), your competition (camera pans to Noah, Courtney, and Lightning), and maybe even your friends (camera pans to Harold and Duncan). Ya dig? (Harold smiles at Duncan, but Duncan threatens Harold with his fist and angry glare. The camera then pans back to Chris). The camper who manages to stay on Total Drama Island the longest without getting voted off will win $100,000!

Duncan: Excuse me? What will the sleeping arrangements be? Because I'd like to request a bunk under her. (Points his thumb towards Heather with a perverted grin).

Heather: (scowls) They're not co-ed, are they?

Mary-Margret: (staring at Justin with an infatuated smile) I wouldn't mind if they were.......

Chris: (shakes his head) Noooo. Girls get one side of each cabin and dudes get the other.

Emma: (sighs with relief) Thank God for the enforcement of propriety on reality T.V.!

Jo: (to Emma) Figures you would enjoy bunking with all girls. And if we're on the same team, don't even try to kiss me!

Emma: (cheeks are red with anger) Just because my moms like women, doesn't mean I do! I like boys!

David: (raises hand) I can vouch for that! She's had boyfriends.

Jo: (sarcastically) Sure she has.

Emma: (hides her face and mutters to herself quietly) At least I look like a girl.......

Lindsay: (raises her hand) Excuse me, Kyle. Can I have a cabin with the lake view since I'm the prettiest?

Chris: (frowns) Okay, you are. But that's not really how it works here and it's Chris.

Gwen: (scowls) This cannot be happening.

Anthony: (scowls) I've been trying to tell myself the same thing since I got here, yet here it is, happening!

Owen: (wraps his arms around Gwen, Anthony, and Tyler, and brings them into an uncomfortable group hug) Awww come on guys! It'll be fun, it's like a big sleepover!

Tyler: (whispers to Gwen) At least you don't have to sleep next to him.

Tyler and Gwen both turn their attention towards Duncan, who was giving a deer a noogie.

Anthony: (scowling and speaks in a very threatening tone of voice) If you don't want me to turn you into a skin rug like the bear you resemble in both behavior and physique, you will let go of me now, you gargantuan tub of lard!

Owen looked freaked out by Anthony's threat and slowly but hastily lets go of him.

Chris: (holds up a sheet of paper) Here's the deal. We're gonna split you into two teams if I call your name out go stand over there. (Looks at the sheet and begins to read off the names as the camera pans to each contestant whose name was called out by Chris) Gwen, Trent, Heather, Mike, Lindsay, Sharon, Zoey, Owen, Alex, Emma, Leshawna, Justin, Eleyna, Cameron, and Noah. (Holds up a rolled up green banner) From this moment on, you are officially known as.......(tosses the green banner to Owen, which unrolls and reveals a fierce looking gopher symbol on the front) The Screaming Gophers!

Owen: (cheers) Yeah! I'm a gopher! Woooo!

Jo and Emma: Thank God, I'm not on the same team as her! (They point at each other and then glare furiously at each other).

Chris: The rest of you over here: (Same as before, the camera pans to each contestant whose name was called out) Harold, Courtney, Duncan, DJ, Tyler, Ezekiel, Lightning, Dawn, Jenny, Mary-Margret, Jo, Brick, Luke, David, and Anthony! Move, move, move!

The remaining contestants began to hustle towards their designated spot.

David: (to Emma as he walks by) Guess we'll be competing against each other, Sis.

Emma: (smirks) Seems like it. (Shouts out to David as he continues walking towards his teammates) Don't think I'll go easy on you because we're family! My team and I will bury you guys like the gophers we are!

David: (shouts back) Game on, Li'l Sis!

The camera pans to the whole team gathered together in one spot.

Chris: You guys will officially be known as....(tosses a rolled up red banner to Harold, which unravels and reveals a red fierce looking Bass fish symbol on the front) the Killer Bass!

Harold: Awesome! It's like.... Amazing.

Anthony: (rolls his eyes in annoyance) It's ridiculous is what it really is! Bass aren't even vicious!

Jo: Eh, he's gotta point there. I mean, how do you make threats or trash talk the other team when your team's mascot is a fish?

Harold: (thinks for a moment then speaks) We could say that our team will have the Screaming Gophers sleeping with the fishes.

Jo: (looks interested but not entirely on board) Eh, it's a start. We'll work on that later.

Chris: All right, campers, you and your team will be on camera in all public areas during this competition.

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Confessional

Chris: You will also be able to share your innermost thoughts on tape with video diaries anytime you want. Let the audience at home know what you're really thinking. Or just get something off your chest.

Gwen: (arms crossed and looks very uninterested) Um, okay... So far this stinks.

Anthony: (scowls) Mother if you are watching this right now, contact our lawyers! I refuse to waste my time on this meaningless reality TV show any longer than I have to! (Crosses arms).

Mike: (rolls the toilet paper in the toilet paper holder before speaking) Okay, my first confessional! So....uh......Zoey.......nice girl......... (pauses for a moment and smiles) okay, super nice! (Looks down) I wonder if she'll go out with a guy like me. (Shifts eyes to the left) See, I have this......um.......quirk? I just hope my condition doesn't ruin everything for me again. (Sighs heavily).

Lindsay: (back is turned away from the camera) Um, I don't get it. Where's the camera guy?

Zoey: Wow! I can't believe I'm actually on a reality TV show! It's so exciting! Everyone seems so nice! (Worries) I hope they all like me. I could use a few new friends, or friends period. (Grows more worried) Oh, what if they hate me? Maybe this flower was too big? Am I trying too hard? You like me right?

Duck: (Puts on pink lipstick on its lips but stops when it notices the camera is on) *Quack*

Emma: (looks weirded out) That....was....weird. Just as I was walking into the confessional, some duck with pink lipstick walks out of the confessional. That lipstick color was definitely not that duck's shade. But that's not really important right now. First of all, let me just say how stoked I am to be on TV right now! Secondly, I would like to send a shoutout to all my friends back home, my two moms, my Uncle-Daddy, and to my four little sisters! All of you guys rule and I'm going to win this game, and if not, I do hope that my brother wins.

David: (waves) Here's a shoutout to all my two moms, Uncle-Daddy, my other four little sisters back home who couldn't be here, and all of my buds back home: I'm going to win this one for all of you! Though if I don't win, I would definitely want Emma to win instead.

Owen: (looks serious) Hey everyone. Check this out. I have something very important to say. (Farts and then laughs while getting close to the camera)

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Chris: All right. Any questions? (Before anyone could raise their hand) Cool. Let's find your cabins.

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The Campgrounds

The scene transitions to two identical rustic looking cabins.

Chris: (walks on-screen) Gophers, you're in the east cabin (points to the right cabin). Bass, you're in the west (points to the left cabin).

The scene transitions to the Gophers' Girl Cabin, where the door is opened to reveal the inside of the cabin. There were four bunk beds for a total of eight girls on the Screaming Gophers. The inside of the cabin wasn't anything fancy, but it was pretty decent looking compared to the outside of the cabin.

Heather: Bunk beds. Isn't this a little summer camp?

Gwen: (bumps Heather with her luggage as she walks past her) That's the idea, genius.

Heather: (scoffs) Shut it, weird, goth girl!

Emma: (knocks Heather over the head with her luggage, possibly on purpose but she played it off as an accident) Oh sorry, I didn't see you there.

Heather: (angrily) Watch it, you (*beep*)! (Heather is then suddenly knocked down to the floor by Emma's luggage).

Emma: (smiles mischievously) Or there.

As Emma walks away, Sharon enters the cabin and walks on top of Heather. It wasn't until after she's walked all the way over Heather that she noticed that she had been walking on Heather.

Sharon: (gasps) Oh my! (Helps Heather to her feet) My apologies! Your skinny physique must have made me confuse you for the floor.

Heather: (growls in anger)

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Confessional

Sharon: (smirks) Yeah.....that was a lie. I merely pretended to be distraught by Heather's misfortune in order to make myself appear less intimidating. If I am going to be competing on the same team as Heather for the time being, I'll have to play nice with her. (Smiles deviously) But when the right time comes, I will get that malnourished self entitled inappropriately dressed little (*beep*) when she least expects it!

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The Campgrounds

Lindsay: Where are the outlets? I have to plug in my straightening iron.

Mary-Margret: Yeah, and I have to plug in my hairdryer and curling iron, too!

Chris: There are some in the communal bathrooms. Just across the way. (The camera pans to the communal bathrooms).

Lindsay: Communal bathrooms? But I'm not Catholic.

Chris: Not communion, communal.

Gwen: (sits down on a cabin step) It means we shower together, idiot.

Lindsay: (eyes water and starts to complain, causing Gwen to become annoyed) AH! NOOO! C'MON!

Owen, Trent, Noah, and Alex came out of their cabin to see what was going on when they heard Lindsay's complaining.

Owen: I'm glad we're in our own cabin with just guys. Know what I mean? (Owen laughs, but Trent and Noah just raise a suspicious eyebrow at him in silence while cricket noises were heard in the background. As for Alex, he just smiles in agreement while Owen starts to panic that the guys were getting the wrong message. ) I mean no! I didn't mean it like that! I love chicks (Laughs again while Trent and Noah walk back into the cabin). I just don't wanna sleep near them. (Panics again and runs back into the cabin to try to cover up his faux pas) I mean......

Luke: Excuse me, Chris? Is there any chaperone of some kind around here?

Chris: You're all 16 years old, as old as a counselor in training at a regular summer camp. (Shrugs with a smile) So other than myself. You'll be unsupervised.

Luke: (smiles) Nice!

Mike: (unenthusiastically) Great......

Brick: (salutes) I shall not make you regret your decision, sir!

Chris: You've got half an hour to unpack and meet me back at the main lodge (points to the right and looks at his watch), starting now (walks away off-screen).

Luke: (walks up to Emma) So, uh, well this should be fun, huh?

Emma: Yeah, we could pretty much do what we want when Chris isn't around.

Just then, there was a very loud high pitched scream that was heard by everyone, causing them to jump from the shock.

Emma: (shocked) Holy crap! What was that?!

Luke: (points ahead) I think it came from your cabin!

Everyone starts heading towards the Gophers Cabin.

Lightning: Sha-Dang! Whoever that girl is can scream.

Lightning, DJ, Leshawna, Jo, Brick, Emma, Luke, Gwen, Heather, Tyler, Harold, Duncan, and David poked their heads into the doorway of the girls side of the cabin to see what was going on. Inside the cabin, Lindsay and Alex were standing on the same stool together, shuddering in fear at the sight of a cockroach.

Lindsay: (terrified) What is it? Kill it, kill it!

The cockroach started crawling around in a circle causing Alex to scream with the same high pitched scream the others heard earlier.

Jo: You gotta be kidding me! That was you screaming?!

Leshawna: Man that white boy can scream.

Alex: (screams) AH! ITS MOVING AGAIN!!! KILL IT! KILL IT! SOMEBODY!!!!!!!

The sight of the cockroach moving again caused DJ to gasp with fear, scream like a little girl, and jump away in fear onto one of the bunk beds, causing it to become crushed due to DJ's muscular physique.

Gwen: (sighs) That...was my bed.

The campers then began to try to squish the cockroach with their feet while others screamed and retreated to higher ground, like Heather, Lindsay, DJ, and Alex. Suddenly, Duncan appeared with an axe and raised it into the air as he was about to strike the cockroach. As he swings the axe down, the camera zooms in on the cockroach.

Cockroach: Help me!

However, just before Duncan could cut the cockroach in half, Dawn suddenly appeared and shielded the cockroach, just centimeters away from being struck in the head by Duncan's axe when he quickly stopped.

Duncan: (startled by Dawn's sudden appearance) What the-?! Are you crazy?! Get out of the way!

Dawn: (shakes her head as she gently picks up the cockroach and strokes it's head with her finger) You're safe now, little one. (With a stern look on her face, she walks towards and slaps him across the face, which surprises everyone) As for you, you should be ashamed of yourself to even think of harming an innocent creature!

Duncan: (throws axe onto the floor) Whatever, creepy girl! It's just a stupid cockroach!

Heather: At least take that disgusting thing outside so it isn't running around here anymore!

Dawn: (walks out of the cabin) Do not listen to her, blessed little one! Every living creature is beautiful.

Everyone else was slightly creeped out by Dawn talking to the cockroach.

Gwen: (to Duncan) Well, if Dawn hadn't stopped you, that would've been quite a way to kill a cockroach.

Harold: It would've been pretty awesome.

Tyler: (to Lindsay) If you ever see one of those again, just let me know, kay? Cause, (sniffs) you know, I can do that too.

Lindsay smiles at Tyler, showing a sign of attraction towards him.

Duncan: (scoffs) They always go for the jocks.

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Main Lodge

The scene transitions to the mess hall, where all the campers were lined up towards a serving window. At the serving window was a large bald African-Canadian man in a standard camp cook's uniform and chef hat, holding a bowl of questionable looking food.

Chef: (yells) Listen up! I serve it three times a day and you'll eat it three times a day! Grab a tray, get your food, and sit your butts down NOW!

Sharon: (raises a hand) Excuse me, but will we be getting all the major food groups necessary for maintaining a well balanced diet?

Chef puts a scoop of red mush or whatever the heck it is on a bun. Harold and Sharon then grab their trays.

Harold: Yeah, cause I get hypoglycemic real bad if I don't get enough sugar.

Chef: (Eye twitches with anger and yells) You'll get a whole lotta shut the heck up!

Sharon and Harold hastily fled the scene with their trays.

Owen: (whispers to Noah) Have a cow.

Noah nodded in agreement with a smile.

Chef: (yells) What was that?! (Both of them fell silent and stopped smiling) Come closer, fat boy! I didn't hear you!

Owen: (grabs his tray, nervously) Oh, I didn't really say anything important.

Chef: (scowls) I'm sure you didn't! (Noah grabs his tray) You! Scrawny kid, give me your plate. (Puts another scoop of food onto Noah's plate, which jumped back onto the scoop, causing Chef to thrust it back onto the plate harder. Noah then walks away with his tray of food).

Next in line was Leshawna and Jo.

Leshawna: (to Jo) Yo, what's up girl?

Jo just scowled at her in silence, causing Leshawna to become angry. Jo then walks away with a tray of food.

Leshawna: Oh, it's gonna be like that, is it?

Chef: (screams) NEXT! (Startles Leshawna).

Gwen, Lindsay, and Dawn stare at their tray of food.

Lindsay: Excuse me, my nutritionist says I shouldn't eat any white sugar, white flour, or like dairy.

Chef scowls at them and crushes a fly that was flying around Chef's face with his hand. This caused Dawn to gasp with distraught.

Gwen: I don't think that's gonna be a problem. (She stares at her slop, which suddenly starts to move a little.

Lindsay: (smiles and walks away) Cool.

Gwen: Okay, I hate to be predictable and complain on the first day but I think mine just moved.

Chef grabs a meat tenderizer and smashes Gwen's plate, causing the slop to splatter on both Chef and Gwen.

Gwen: (picks up her tray and smiles nervously) Right! Okay, then. (walks away with her tray).

Dawn: (to Chef with a sympathetic look) Your life has been very difficult, hasn't it? I can understand why you're so full of negative energy.

Dawn walks away casually, leaving a surprised Chef too stunned for words.

The scene transitions to later when everyone is sitting down with their questionable looking food. Just then, Chris enters the mess hall.

Chris: Welcome to the Main Lodge!

Lightning: Yo, Chris dude! Can we order a pizza? (Suddenly, a cleaver is thrown through the air and embeds itself into the wall.) SHA-WHOA! It's cool, dude! Lightning diggs the brown slop! (Laughs nervously) Right, y'all?

Everyone nods nervously, laughs nervously, and/or ducks under for cover as Chef scowls at them with arms crossed and a sharp knife in hand.

Chris: Your first challenge begins, in one hour! (Walks out of the main lodge).

Zoey: (to Mike, nervously) What do you think they'll make us do?

Mike: (Puts a hand on Zoey's shoulder) Don't worry!
It's our first challenge, how hard can it be?

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Cliff

The scene transitions to all of the campers in their swimsuits, looking over a cliff. The camera zooms out twice to show that the cliff was a thousand feet tall.

Jenny: Son of a (*BEEP*)!

The scene fades to black..................
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