I turned my head to the side just as the guy who was driving my little-big yacht called, “Ahoy! C’mon, my little Kiseki! We’re here!”
At the same time, a foghorn sounded. My herz pounded with anticipation as I awaited my debut at the island. Total Drama Island. The place I’d look up to; my Home for the Weiter eight weeks.
From where I was, probably far enough so that I could just see 22 figures standing Von the dock. As far as they knew, I never existed. Well, they probably all knew I existed, ‘cuz Du know, my dad works for the federal government, and my mom was an actress in Hollywood, and for some reason, they chose to drag me and my siblings into their famous lives. Spread the love, my father called it. He was a peaceful old man who wasn’t too old, and he was the reason I ended up here.
I was close enough to the island dock now that I bet they all could see me as clearly as I could see them, with my white-blonde hair and that ... snobby chic outfit I always wore.
Stepping off the yacht, I was faced Von a girl with hair the color of midnight blue, with a little squinge of turquoise in there, too.
She greeted me with the words, “Who’s she?” So apparently, not everyone knew who I was. I was glad of that.
“Ah, Gwen,” a guy with wind-styled black hair murmured, who I recognized as Chris, the show’s host. Instead of speaking to Gwen, he looked at me as he spoke. “Kiseki Itachi,” he whispered. He was ... well, someone who knew my father. A friend. Though they never talked. He just comes over for tee and chess. All they say usually is “check” and “checkmate.”
Gwen squinted as she took in my name. “Well, hi,” she sagte unwillingly.
I smiled briefly and gave a tiny wave. “Hey.”
I looked back to see another girl, about my age, with dark brown hair.
“I know you,” she said, drawing my attention. “You’re Kise Itachi.” She had called me Von my nickname, rather than my full name, and that surprised me. But somehow, this girl seemed familiar. I didn’t like the sound of her. I felt like I’d known her since forever, but this was impossible ... because...
“I’m Kise Itachi,” I confirmed, with a light smile. “And you’re...?
“Courtney.” She answered with one word, then looking into my ice-blue eyes for one Mehr Sekunde and then turning away. I somehow knew that. I knew her name. Did I know her from somewhere?
I followed Chris to the clearing, standing in the middle of the group of awed campers, obviously knowing who I was. There were a few people who weren’t involved with what I was doing. I glanced briefly at them, and my gaze landed on a teenage boy with jet-black hair and the most pale, lovely eyes I’d ever seen. Not only that, but the skin the perfect shade of pale pfirsich and a green mohawk the glinted in the sunlight.
It was as if we were in a movie. As if we were the only two people in the world. I was startled for a minute, of this stranger. Who was he? Had I ever seen him before?
The teams were decided, and as I got put on the Screaming Gophers, I glared. I didn’t want to be a gopher. I mean, seriously. They were brown and annoying and ... totally gophery.
“No way,” I interrupted, “am I being a Gopher.”
Everyone else looked surprised at my complaint.
“Okay, like seriously,” I continued. It wasn’t that I had a problem with being a Gopher. It was just that the blue-eyed boy was a Bass. “Gophers are ... like freaky.” I couldn’t say anything else.
“It’s just a team name, Kiseki.” Chris sighed.
“A suckish team name,” I sulked. People around me muttered.
Chris groaned. “C’mon, Kise. Don’t do this to me. If I let anything bad happen to you, your father would kill me.”
An idea was forming in my head. I hated Chris. I knew that a long time ago. I smiled sullenly.
“Oh, no, Kise,” Chris pleaded. “What do Du want me to do? Change the name to The Screaming Beavers?”
The blue-eyed boy who I saw as a hot bad-boy rolled his eyes. “C’mon, Angel. Decide,” he smirked. “My legs are getting kinda stiff.” He smiled mockingly at me.
My herz soared at his flirting with me. “Get real, juvie-boy,” I snapped back.
“Alright then, Duncan, Kise,” Chris interrupted. “Would Du rather be a Bass?”
Yes! “Yeah, I guess,” I answered modestly. “Thank you, Chris.”
“I’m a Killer Bass,” I singsonged, as I skipped back to the cabins.
Random story about my character, Kiseki Itachi. If Du wanna be put in it, oder Du have an idea oder whatever, leave a comment!
At the same time, a foghorn sounded. My herz pounded with anticipation as I awaited my debut at the island. Total Drama Island. The place I’d look up to; my Home for the Weiter eight weeks.
From where I was, probably far enough so that I could just see 22 figures standing Von the dock. As far as they knew, I never existed. Well, they probably all knew I existed, ‘cuz Du know, my dad works for the federal government, and my mom was an actress in Hollywood, and for some reason, they chose to drag me and my siblings into their famous lives. Spread the love, my father called it. He was a peaceful old man who wasn’t too old, and he was the reason I ended up here.
I was close enough to the island dock now that I bet they all could see me as clearly as I could see them, with my white-blonde hair and that ... snobby chic outfit I always wore.
Stepping off the yacht, I was faced Von a girl with hair the color of midnight blue, with a little squinge of turquoise in there, too.
She greeted me with the words, “Who’s she?” So apparently, not everyone knew who I was. I was glad of that.
“Ah, Gwen,” a guy with wind-styled black hair murmured, who I recognized as Chris, the show’s host. Instead of speaking to Gwen, he looked at me as he spoke. “Kiseki Itachi,” he whispered. He was ... well, someone who knew my father. A friend. Though they never talked. He just comes over for tee and chess. All they say usually is “check” and “checkmate.”
Gwen squinted as she took in my name. “Well, hi,” she sagte unwillingly.
I smiled briefly and gave a tiny wave. “Hey.”
I looked back to see another girl, about my age, with dark brown hair.
“I know you,” she said, drawing my attention. “You’re Kise Itachi.” She had called me Von my nickname, rather than my full name, and that surprised me. But somehow, this girl seemed familiar. I didn’t like the sound of her. I felt like I’d known her since forever, but this was impossible ... because...
“I’m Kise Itachi,” I confirmed, with a light smile. “And you’re...?
“Courtney.” She answered with one word, then looking into my ice-blue eyes for one Mehr Sekunde and then turning away. I somehow knew that. I knew her name. Did I know her from somewhere?
I followed Chris to the clearing, standing in the middle of the group of awed campers, obviously knowing who I was. There were a few people who weren’t involved with what I was doing. I glanced briefly at them, and my gaze landed on a teenage boy with jet-black hair and the most pale, lovely eyes I’d ever seen. Not only that, but the skin the perfect shade of pale pfirsich and a green mohawk the glinted in the sunlight.
It was as if we were in a movie. As if we were the only two people in the world. I was startled for a minute, of this stranger. Who was he? Had I ever seen him before?
The teams were decided, and as I got put on the Screaming Gophers, I glared. I didn’t want to be a gopher. I mean, seriously. They were brown and annoying and ... totally gophery.
“No way,” I interrupted, “am I being a Gopher.”
Everyone else looked surprised at my complaint.
“Okay, like seriously,” I continued. It wasn’t that I had a problem with being a Gopher. It was just that the blue-eyed boy was a Bass. “Gophers are ... like freaky.” I couldn’t say anything else.
“It’s just a team name, Kiseki.” Chris sighed.
“A suckish team name,” I sulked. People around me muttered.
Chris groaned. “C’mon, Kise. Don’t do this to me. If I let anything bad happen to you, your father would kill me.”
An idea was forming in my head. I hated Chris. I knew that a long time ago. I smiled sullenly.
“Oh, no, Kise,” Chris pleaded. “What do Du want me to do? Change the name to The Screaming Beavers?”
The blue-eyed boy who I saw as a hot bad-boy rolled his eyes. “C’mon, Angel. Decide,” he smirked. “My legs are getting kinda stiff.” He smiled mockingly at me.
My herz soared at his flirting with me. “Get real, juvie-boy,” I snapped back.
“Alright then, Duncan, Kise,” Chris interrupted. “Would Du rather be a Bass?”
Yes! “Yeah, I guess,” I answered modestly. “Thank you, Chris.”
“I’m a Killer Bass,” I singsonged, as I skipped back to the cabins.
Random story about my character, Kiseki Itachi. If Du wanna be put in it, oder Du have an idea oder whatever, leave a comment!
Courtney
Gwen
Heather
Izzy
Eva
Beth
Harold
Noah
Trent
Yurie
Yumi
Sumer
Brianna
Daisy
Andrea
Brooke
Donna
Anaciapari
Nelly
Lauren
Karen
Jacki
Brittnay
Geena
Rikki
Andi
Lisa
Ronnie (half)
JG
And more...
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To all the rest of us not on this list, we are thankful. Duncan has many loves, and fortunatley, we aren't any of them. And we are thankfull for that.
THIS Artikel IS NOTHING OFFENDING THE DUNCAN FANGIRLS, I WAS JUST BORED SO I MADE IT
Gwen
Heather
Izzy
Eva
Beth
Harold
Noah
Trent
Yurie
Yumi
Sumer
Brianna
Daisy
Andrea
Brooke
Donna
Anaciapari
Nelly
Lauren
Karen
Jacki
Brittnay
Geena
Rikki
Andi
Lisa
Ronnie (half)
JG
And more...
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To all the rest of us not on this list, we are thankful. Duncan has many loves, and fortunatley, we aren't any of them. And we are thankfull for that.
THIS Artikel IS NOTHING OFFENDING THE DUNCAN FANGIRLS, I WAS JUST BORED SO I MADE IT
I have many ideas but which couple should I write about:
DuncanxGwen
TrentxLindsay
JustinxHeather {Just Putting for laughs}
oder do Du have any other ideas.
If so and Du don't have time to write a fake couple tell me it.I might as well just go look at the pics and wait for your responses.Uhhhh It sagte I have to right longer so heres a line from Izzy at 1st Season::
LALALALA
FISHCAKES
LALALALLA
IMALIAR
LALLALA
Trent:Okaay?
fisch CAKES RULE (what ever they are actually)
WELL GIVE ME OPINNION NOW!
Your being to harsh Du can tell me your opinion.
NOOO TELL ME
Dont trust him..
I HEARD THAT
DuncanxGwen
TrentxLindsay
JustinxHeather {Just Putting for laughs}
oder do Du have any other ideas.
If so and Du don't have time to write a fake couple tell me it.I might as well just go look at the pics and wait for your responses.Uhhhh It sagte I have to right longer so heres a line from Izzy at 1st Season::
LALALALA
FISHCAKES
LALALALLA
IMALIAR
LALLALA
Trent:Okaay?
fisch CAKES RULE (what ever they are actually)
WELL GIVE ME OPINNION NOW!
Your being to harsh Du can tell me your opinion.
NOOO TELL ME
Dont trust him..
I HEARD THAT