Chapter 5: Not Quite Famous

"Last time on Total Drama Island." Chris began as the camera focused completely on him. "The Killer Bass managed to pull a second win thanks to the beast that is Eva combined with some clever tatics provided by the resident snowball. It was an easy win for the Bass and in the end, it was Noah the know-it-all who didn't see it coming. This week, another challenge will send one more camper on a cruise to Loserville. Population: Four. Who will sink? And who will stay afloat? Find out right now on Total. Drama. Island!"

"O-Ok…it's really hard standing like this…" It was another morning at Camp Wawanakwa and there were a few campers already keeping themselves active until the next challenge today. Specifically, Bridgette and Lincoln who were both seen at the lake. Currently Lincoln was struggling to stay on top of Bridgette's surf board with Bridgette next to him on a canoe and giggling a bit. "Man how do you stay on top of these things?"

"Lots of practice and hard work." Bridgette told Lincoln the simple answer with a smile on her face. "I never said it was gonna be easy ya know? Remember I've been doing this since I was five. I knew how to surf before I knew how to multiply."

"Yeah, sorry about that." Lincoln said as he tried his best not to fall off the board and into the lake. He was constantly trying to keep up with Bridgettes advice of keeping your feet firm and legs spread apart. Thankfully the lake was rather calm today so it was slightly easier and better for beginner training. "Didn't mean to sound like I was complaining. Just amazed how you're able to do it so easily without even thinking."

"Guess its just instinct at this point in my life." Bridgette answered him with a shrug. What she said was true. She'd been surfing so long she may as well had been semi-aquatic. Heck, she'd probably say she was better at surfing then walking and running. "And I only got so good because I had a great teacher. I'm sure you'll pick it up quickly."

"Because now I have great teacher." Lincoln said while looking at Bridgette causing the surfer girl to giggle a bit. "So quick question, I was wondering-"

BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!

"All right, campers! Enough beauty sleep! Time to show us what you're made of!" Chris's voice was heard from the loud speaker following the blare of the alarm. Looks like it was time for the next challenge to begin.

"On second thought…it can wait." Lincoln sighed a little that the lesson had to be cut short. But he supposed it was to be expected. It's been three days since the dodgeball game and along with that, everyone seemed to have recovered from the effects of the awake-a-thon so all the campers were nice and awake. "Come on, lets head back."

"Sounds good." Bridgette said as Lincoln jumped into the canoe with Bridgette. After grabbing her surfboard, the two started paddling back to shore.

A little later, most of the campers were seen sitting in stands in front of a stage that Chris was standing on. There were two sets of stands for each team with everyone from the Bass expect for Lincoln and Bridgette there and with all the Gopher members in there stands. "Are we gonna see a musical?" Lindsay asked with her usual ditzy smile on her face. "I love musicals. Especially the ones with singing and dancing. Heh."

"Gwen!" Trent got the attention of the goth girl as she approached and patted the space next to him. "Saved you a seat." Gwen smiled a little and thanked Trent as she sat next him. Meanwhile Cody, who had his eyes on Gwen, sat next to Trent and tried to act cool and chill like the guitarist only to end up falling in between the stands with neither Trent nor Gwen noticing him.

The last two to arrive were Lincoln and Bridgette who were both once again in their normal day cloths. Both headed towards the stands their team was on with Lincoln sitting next to Dawn, who was sitting down in lotus position, and Bridgette sitting in the stand in front of the two.

While no one paid mind to the two arriving other then Dawn giving a smile at Lincoln, Geoff seemed to have noticed the two arriving together. The party dude blinked a few times before poking Lincoln's shoulder. "Yo, Linc." Lincoln turned around and looked up at Geoff. "Hey, um, how come you and Bridgette took your time getting here?"

"Oh sorry about that. We were just at the lake." Lincoln explained to Geoff as he and the white head looked at Bridgette how was watching Chris setting up a microphone on stage. "She's been teaching me how to surf ever since the dodge ball challenge. So we've just been hanging out doing that over the last few days.

"Ooooooooh." Geoff let out as he now understood the situation as he began to nod his head. "Right, right, right. That's cool dude. Really cool bro."

Before Lincoln could respond to Geoff, Chris's voice spoke up as the host finished setting up the mic. "Welcome campers to our brand new deluxe state-of-the-art outdoor amphitheater!" Chris explained exactly what the stage they were on was. "Okay, this week's challenge is a summer camp favorite. A talent contest!"

"Yes!" Owen stood up from his seat and rose a fist in the air. "Awesome!"

"Each team has eight hours to pick their three most talented campers." Some of the other campers cheered at this as they were eager to get on stage and show what they could do. There were some like Gwen and Eva who didn't really seem to care. "These three will represent them in the show tonight. Sing, dance, juggle. Anything goes, as long as it's legal." Chris directed that last part right at Duncan who snapped his fingers in response. "Performances will be judged by our resident talent scout, former DJ, VJ, and rap legend, Graaaaaaand Master Chef, who will show his approval via…the Chef-o-Meter." A wooden spoon with Chef's face on the end of it appeared on a TV screen that was set up near the top of the stage. There were ten bars on the spoon that blinked green a few times to show how the meter looked. "The team that loses will send one camper home tonight. Good luck." And with that, Chris left as the Bass and Gophers split up to try and figure out who exactly would be preforming tonight.

With the Gophers, all of them with the exception of Trent were gathered up in front of the cabins with Heather standing in front of them and blowing a whistle. "Okay. I'm the team captain, so here's how it's going to work." Heather announced to everyone while holding a clip board.

"Wait." Gwen spoke up while holding a book of some kind. "Who said you were team captain?"

"She did." Lindsay said as she pointed to Heather. "Just now."

"Lindsay, Beth, and I took a vote and I won." Heather informed everyone with the two mentioned girls nodding their heads.

Gwen simply rolled her eyes before crossing her arms. "Threatening them to vote for you isn't exactly democratic." Heather glared at Gwen as Trent came up to the goth girl while holding his guitar.

"Hey." Trent whispered to Gwen as he revealed a muffin to her that he was hiding behind his back. "Snagged you an extra muffin."

Heather continued to glare at Gwen before she finally noticed Trent and softened up her look. "Trent. You're cool with me leading this project, aren't you?" Heather asked the guitarist with an innocent tone.

"Right on." Trent shrugged, not really caring. "Go for it."

"Good." Heather nodded in satisfaction with Gwen sighing. "Beth, Lindsay, and I will be the judges."

"Whatever." Gwen rolled her eyes before sitting down. Although she did smile a bit as Trent sat next to her and handed her the muffin he smuggled for the goth.

First up to show case a talent was Owen who grabbed a two-liter bottle of pop and quickly started to chug it down. "Are you gonna audition?" Trent asked as Owen was already half way through the bottle.

"Doubtful." Gwen immediately said. She was hardly a fan of getting up on stage and showing off to people. While yes, she was a reality show right now but that was different. "I heard you the other night by the dock. You're really good."

Owen then finished the 2 liter in record time and proceeded to show his teammates what he was capable of. "A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P, Q, R, S, T, U, V, W, X, Y, Z!" Just like that, Owen had burped the entire alphabet.

Cody, Justin, and Trent all stood up and cheered loudly for Owen with the big guy smiling with proud. "Yes!" Owen cheered as Trent came up and high fived him.

"That was excellent, man." Trent complimented as Owen put his hands to his hips.

"Well, you're not going to do that in the contest" Heather scoffed, more disgusted then impressed at Owen's display. "That's disgusting."

"You know how hard it is to burp the entire alphabet in one go?" Trent defended Owen as he wrapped an arm around Owen's shoulder.

"I can also toot Beethoven's 5th!" Owen said as he bent down and stuck his butt out.

All the girls turned away and begged Owen not to do it as Gwen started walking away. "Where are you going?" Heather questioned the goth as Gwen kept walking away.

"Anywhere that's not here." Gwen answered, not looking back at the scene.

KILLER BASS

The Killer Bass all watched, some flinching, as Katie and Sadie danced together to some pop music coming from a radio they had. The two then finished by jumping up and doing the splits and landing in said position. "Yikes…" Lincoln silently let out as the rest of the Killer Bass had similar reactions as DJ went over to the two girls and helped them back to their feet.

"Well…" Katie began as she and her best friend leaned in closer to their teammates.

"What did you guys think?" Sadie finished as the two eagerly waited for the response of their teammates.

"Uuuummm…well…" Bridgette slowly said as she tried to think of a response that wouldn't hurt the girl's feelings. "You two certainly have…good rhythm with each other."

"Does that mean we're in?" Both girls said excitedly.

Bridgette, as well as the rest of the team, looked at each other awkwardly trying to think of what to say. Thankfully Lincoln came in and spoke up. "Ok, ok, slow your role girls." Lincoln spoke up as he got in between Katie and Sadie. "You two are certainly…passionate about your dancing. But let's give everyone else a chance to audition before deciding on anything. Ok?"

"Ok!" Both best friends said in unison before sitting down with the rest of their team so they can watch the others show off their talents.

Most of the Killer Bass breathed quiet sighs of relief as Lincoln sat down between Dawn and Bridgette. "Thanks for that Lincoln." Dawn whispered to Lincoln with her usual smile on her face. "That's exactly what their sensitive auras needed to hear."

"Hey its no problem." Lincoln reassured Dawn with a calm expression on her face. "Besides, this is a talent show. Might as well try and be useful somewhere." That response…didn't exactly make Dawn happy. The light blond-haired girl ended up turning to Bridgette. The surfer girl had overheard that and both girls simply looked down a bit at their friend's lack of confidence within himself.

"Alright then." Courtney spoke up as she looked back at the rest of her teammates. It was already established that Courtney would be a part of the talent contest as she showed up some very impressive violin skills. "Who wants to go next?"

"I will." DJ rose his hand before walking towards the boy's side of the Bass cabin. "Just give me a sec to get changed." Thankfully they didn't have to wait all that long as after just about three minutes DJ came out wearing a male's ballet uniform and was carrying a long pink ribbon.

Lincoln couldn't help but be surprised along with a few of his teammates. DJ then pressed a button on the radio and it played out an angelic melody. All eyes were on DJ as the brick house proceeded to dance a beautiful ribbon dance. Having near perfect coordination and moving the ribbon around in perfect rhythm to the music and his dance.

CONFESSIONAL – LINCOLN

"Wow!" Lincoln let out with an impression tone and expression. "I think he might be even better then Lola!"

All the Bass proceeded to clap for DJ who bowed to everyone in response. Courtney nodded her head in approval as DJ went back to his team. "Alright then, who's going next?" Courtney asked the rest of her team.

"Me!" Bridgette eagerly spoke up as she rose her hand. "can stand on my hands for twenty minutes. Watch!" Everyone then watched as Bridgette flipped and proceeded to stand on her hands. Even walking a little bit on them.

While everyone grinned at the sight, Courtney wasn't to impressed. "Okay, that'd be cute if you were a monkey." Courtney said as Bridgette turned around on her hands to face her. "I just don't think it's quite what we're looking for. Next!"

Bridgette got back on her feet as Harold walked up in front of everyone and inhaled sharply, "Next!" Only to loudly sigh as Courtney not even giving him a chance.

"Hey! What was that for?" Dawn rose her face at Courtney, a displeased expression on the aura readers face. "You didn't even give him a chance."

Courtney simply rolled her eyes before looking at Dawn. "Come on, look at him." Courtney gestured her hand to a frowning Harold who sat down at the steps to the Bass cabin with his head down. "What could he possibly do? Besides, we have to make sure everything goes right so we win."

"You don't have to act so controlling you know." Dawn told Courtney, not at all pleased with the girl's excuse. "Just because your desire to be perfect is really a depressed cry for friendship and acceptance doesn't mean you should push that burden onto others." Everything was silent as Courtney's eyes slowly widened with everyone else on the team slowly turning their eyes towards Courtney.

CONFESSIONAL – COURTNEY

Courtney didn't say anything as she simply curled up into a ball and trembled a bit. Cradling herself as Dawn's words went through her head.

SCREAMING GOPHERS

Ballet music was heard as everyone looked to Heather with an impressed expression. The 'leader' of the Screaming Gophers was currently wearing a ballerina's outfit and was preforming a beautiful dance. Her foot work light and her movements smooth and perfect. Heather then finished off by jumping high and landing while doing the splits.

Everyone clapped in response as Heather stood up. "Thank you." Heather said to her teammates before turning her eyes to Lindsay and Beth and clearing her throat harshly.

The two girls caught on quickly with Lindsay saying. "Oh, I vote for Heather to be in the contest!"

"I second that!" Beth said immediately after.

"Guys, that's so sweet!" Heather said with faked surprise. "Okay, so I guess I'm in. Why doesn't everyone take five?" Everyone then walked away to take a break, but before Lindsay could leave Heather took her wrist and pulled Lindsay towards her. "I need you to do something. Can you keep a secret?"

"Oh my gosh, definitely." Lindsay nodded at Heather. "My sister got diarrhea once on a date and I had to bring her toilet paper because the restaurant was all out and she was stuck in the bathroom and I've never told a soul." But Lindsay soon realized everyone she said…as well as the camera in front of her that recorded and taped everything the dumb blond had said. "Uh…oops. Sorry Paula..."

"Gwen's up to something serious." Heather informed Lindsay as she handed the blond a walkie talkie. "I want you to follow her and report back to me."

KILLER BASS

Back with the Bass, the last one to show off their skills was Geoff. The party dude was showing off his skills on a skateboard by preforming some rad stunts that left the Bass rather impressed. Harold, Katie, Sadie, Eva, and Lincoln all cheered for him as Bridgette turned to Courtney. "Well, I guess it's Geoff, DJ's ribbon thing, and your solo." Bridgette listed off her teammates that were gonna go on stage on show their stuff.

"I'm gonna be on TV man!" Geoff said as he flipped his board in his hands.

"You're…already on TV Geoff." Bridgette told the party dude with a smirk as she pointed to the camera recording all of them.

"Oh yeah." Geoff chuckled out before running right in front of the camera, his face going right into the lens. "Hello out there, dudes!"

SCREAMING GOPHERS

"Are you sure this is safe?" Heather asked with a bit of a concerned tone as she and most of her teammates watched as Beth twirled around a pair of batons…that were on fire.

"It's okay." Beth reassured everyone as she kept twirling. "I've been practicing." Everyone simply chose to hide behind a table as Beth threw both batons into the air…where they proceeded to go a bit out of control.

"Run!" Owen yelled as he and everyone else, including Beth, ran away from the sight with the two Batons landing were Beth was standing. They exploded and created a crater where the braces wearing teen once stood.

"I kinda missed the catching class." Beth sheepishly told everyone.

"Uh guys." Trent spoke up as he pointed at a nearby bush with a small smirk on his face. "The bush is one fire." Everyone looked at the flaming bush…till Justin emerged from shed next to the burning push wearing sunglasses and wielding a fire extinguisher. Justin quickly put out the bush fire with the extinguisher before tossing it away.

Leshawna then approached Justin, her eyes looking over his entire body, and handed the handsome teen a bottle of water. Justin then ripped off his shirt and proceeded to squeeze the contents of the bottle into his mouth with a spare drop dripping down onto his abs and evaporating on contact.

All the girls, as well as Owen, never took their eyes off the sight as Heather spoke up in a dreamy voice. "Okay. So I think it's me, Trent and…Justin." Heather listed out the Gophers which would be competing in the talent show. "Any objections?" Everyone simply shook their heads silently, never taking their eyes off Justin.

Just then Gwen came back to her teammates with Cody following behind her. The goth quickly looked to the hole that in the ground and chose to keep walking. "I won't even ask." Trent then decided to work on tuning his guitar as Gwen approached the girl's side of the Gopher cabin with Cody opening the door for her.

Heather finally managed to tear her eyes away from the living eye candy that was Justin and looked to the scene at the cabins with a smirk. "Look!" Heather called out with an antagonizing voice. "The first hook up of the season."

"Oh yeah. We're going at it big time." You could practically see the sarcasm in Gwen's voice. "I need a swim just to cool off." Gwen then slammed the door harshly on Cody before coming out again a few moments later wearing her swimsuit and no longer having her book on her.

As Gwen walked off, Trent quickly approached her after setting his guitar down. "Gwen, wait up!" The guitarist called to the Goth as he began to walk next to her. "I'll come with you."

"Sure." Gwen quickly responded with a small bit of an enthusiastic tone. The goth quickly realized what she said and how she said and quickly put her brooding look back on. "I mean…whatever."

Lindsay was about to follow the two until Heather stopped her. "You. Stay here." Heather ordered the blond. "We've got a diary to find."

KILLER BASS

Currently the Killer Bass team was seen hanging around the stage that DJ, Geoff, and Courtney would soon be preforming. Courtney was practicing her violin, Geoff was looking over his skateboard, DJ, Duncan, Harold, and Eva were all playing cards with Bridgette simply standing near the edge of the stage watching everyone and sitting on the grass was Dawn who was meditating with a few butterfly's landing and sticking around on the aura reader. And little away from Dawn, praying he wouldn't get caught, was Lincoln who couldn't help but sketch Dawn in her position as well as all the butterflies on her.

As Geoff was spinning on of the wheels on his board, he turned to Bridgette and asked. "So, can you really stand on your hands for 20 minutes?" Geoff asked as he was legitimately curious if that was possible.

"Wanna bet that I can't?" Bridgette smirked as she took out a chocolate bar.

"Oh you're on!" Geoff eagerly said.

"I'll take a piece of that action!" Harold joined in on the bet.

"I don't believe it." Eva shook her head with a smirk.

"Yeah." DJ agreed with Eva. "That's like virtually impossible."

"Ante up." Bridgette said as she, Eva, and the guys other than Lincoln all placed their bets on the crate that was being used to play cards on which ranged from candy to money. "Ok. Twenty minutes…starting…now!" Everyone then watched as Bridgette once again stood up on her hands and started walking around on them.

Everyone watching couldn't help but grin and laugh at the sight. Courtney and Lincoln noticed this but only glanced at it for a second before going back to the violin and drawing respectively. As Bridgette walked on her hands, her leg ended up getting caught on a rope.

Bridgette then hand walked in the other direction…causing the rope her leg was tied to become undone which resulted in a spot light falling right onto Courtney's head and breaking her violent in two. Everyone winced at the sight, with Dawn and Lincoln standing up in alarm and causing the butterflies around Dawn to scatter. "Oh crap!" Bridgette yelled at the sight as she stood back up on her feet.

Later, Courtney, who had bandages wrapped around her head, was whimpering as she along with Katie and Sadie looked over the destroyed violin. A guilty looking Bridgette then walked up to the group, intending on apologizing to Courtney, only for the CIT to glare at the surfer and yell. "You. You killed my violin!"

"I didn't mean to." Bridgette quickly said as she grabbed the two pieces of Courtney's violent. "There must be something we can do." Bridgette then tried to stick the broken pieces back together…only for the violin to becoming further broken resulting in Courtney running away crying with Katie and Sadie going after her. "Oh man…" Bridgette groaned as she sat down on the ground and curled herself into a ball. "What are we gonna do…"

"Don't worry Bridgette. You didn't mean it." Bridgette jumped in fright a bit as she looked behind her to see Dawn suddenly there sitting in her usual lotus position. "Courtney will calm down in due time."

"Well even if that is true, its still my fault." Bridgette sighed out as she looked to the ground. "Now we don't have a second act…guess I'll be the one going home tonight."

"Not exactly." Dawn said as Bridgette looked Dawn who had a look that said she had a plan. "I think I may have a solution. For multiple problems." Dawn then leaned closer to Bridgette's ear and whispered something to her causing Bridgette to gasp.

"Are you sure? Isn't that-" Bridgette was cut off by Dawn placing a hand on her shoulder and slowly nodded. Bridgette thought about it a little bit before nodding herself. "Yeah, you're right. It's for both the good of the team and him. Let's get everything set up."

SCREAMING GOPHERS

Currently at the Screaming Gophers cabin, Heather was seen entering the girl's side of the cabin with Lindsay stationed on the steps. "You stand guard." Heather ordered the dumb blond. "And remember, if you see Gwen coming, warn me."

"Ok!" Lindsay reassured Heather as the light black-haired girl entered the cabin.

At the dock, Gwen was seen sitting next to Trent and explaining what her opinion on most of the people at camp was. "Sometimes, I just need to get away from everyone here, you know? I mean, it's like they're all driving me crazy." Gwen ranted before looking to Trent with a small smile and even a bit of a blush. "Well, almost all of them."

Just then the dock started to rumble as both Gwen and Trent looked to see Owen and Cody running towards the end of the dock in their swim trunks. "Cannonball!" Owen yelled before he and Cody jumped with into the water.

What resulted was a splash that ended up getting Gwen completely wet yet somehow missing Trent completely. "Ugh!" Gwen yelled out as she got up and started walking away. "I hate this place!"

"Nice going guys." Trent said to Owen and Cody in an irritated tone.

"Yeah, nice goin." Owen said to Cody, mimicking Trent's tone.

Back at the Gopher cabin, Lindsay was seen playing with her hair a bit as Gwen approached the cabin. "Hey Gwen." Lindsay greeted casually the goth before gasping, realizing what she was supposed to do, and quickly blocked the goths entrance into the cabin. "Gwen! It's you!" Lindsay said loudly, trying to alert Heather. "Hi! What are you doing here, outside the cabin, Gwen?!"

"Trying to get into the cabin?" Gwen said, already feeling irritated and annoyed with Lindsay.

"Ohh, you're trying to get into the cabin! That's very interesting!" Gwen growled a bit as she tried to step back Lindsay to get into the cabin only for the blond to cut her off. "Wait. Stay here We can…get tans together. And you could totally use one."

Gwen quickly swatted Lindsay's hands away from her own. "Are you gonna move? Or do I have to throw you out of my way?" The goth threatened as she was fully prepared to do that.

"You can try." Lindsay said as she got into a karate pose she probably saw in a movie one time. "But I have martial arts training." Gwen's only response was to growl and give Lindsay a death glare. This got the blond to fearfully back down. "Okay, you can go in…" Gwen then went into the cabin with a very irritated look on her face as Lindsay looked in to see Heather no longer rummaging through things. "Look, Gwen's back!"

"Hey Gwen." Heather greeted with her mood…oddly positive. "Did you have a good swim?"

Gwen looked around suspiciously. Stuff was tossed around the room, and combined with Lindsay's attempts to keep her out as well as Heather's tone just raised all the goths suspicions. "What is going on in here?"

Heather faked a yawn before saying. "Nothing, just resting before the big show." She and Lindsay then started to leave the cabin. "Are you always so paranoid?"

"Yeah. Really." Lindsay said in agreement as she and Heather left the cabin, leaving Gwen to narrow her eyes at them.

LATER THAT DAY

"Are you sure that's going to work?" Courtney asked Bridgette and Dawn as the former at from a bag of chips and the latter had a bird perched on her finger. "Is he really as good as it as you say?"

"Of course he is!" Dawn reassured the CIT with her smile a little bigger than it usually is. "He just needs a little extra confidence is all."

"I've seen some of his work." Bridgette added in as she munched on her chips. "Trust us, this is in the bag."

"So, what did you need me here for." Just then coming up to the stage was Lincoln with his hands in his pockets.

"Oh, uh, just for a bit of…moral support!" Bridgette hated lying, but they had no choice in this situation. All would be revealed in time. "We figured just having you back here supporting our team."

Lincoln thought about it for a moment before shrugging. "Alright sure." Lincoln said before sitting down next to Bridgette, the surfer girl handing him some chips. "I guess I don't mind supporting everyone. Sorry about what happened earlier Courtney? You feeling alright?"

"Yeah, just a light headache is all." Courtney answered as she put a hand to her head. "I just hope everything will go well for the team."

"I'm sure it will." Lincoln said before frowning when he noticed Heather was approaching. "Um, I think your team is over there."

Heather scoffed and rolled her eyes before saying. "I just wanted to say to Bridgette how sorry I am about the accident." Heather said in a tone that showed she didn't mean it at all. "I guess you're going to get your fifteen seconds of fame after all, huh?"

"What is that supposed to mean?" Bridgette asked, already feeling irritated by Heather. So were Dawn and Courtney as they both glared at the girl with the bird on Dawn's finger angrily chirping at the tutu wearing girl.

"Oh nothing." Heather shrugged before looking over her nails. "No one would sabotage their own teammate. Unless they maybe felt threatened."

"Hpmh, your aura shows your weakness's clear as day." Dawn said in a casual tone that just made the words she said feel more foreboding. "You know you can't do much on your own so to compensate you either trick people into making them feel lesser then you or drag them down to lower levels all so you can cling to any hope of receiving attention. It's sad."

Everything went silent as Heather froze a bit. The ballerina then glared harshly at Dawn and was about to say something only to be cut off by Lincoln raising his fist at her. "I recommend you stop now before saying something you'll regret." Lincoln threatened with a low tone that made Heather flinch a little. "Now get lost."

Heather simply scoffed before walking away. "Whatever."

CONFESSIONAL – HEATHER

"What a bunch of losers." Heather said with the roll of her eyes. "It's so easy, it's almost not fun…almost."

SHOWTIME

"It's the TDI Talent Extravaganza!" Chris voiced boomed throughout the area as the man himself walked onto the stage. The moon shined in the sky as everyone who wasn't competing sitting in the bleachers with the exception of Dawn, Courtney, Bridgette, and Lincoln. "Welcome to the very first Camp Wawanakwa…Talent Contest. Where six campers will showcase their mad skills and desperately try not to humiliate themselves. First up for the Screaming Gophers…is Justin!

The Screaming Gophers all cheered as Justin came out onto the stage with a rope and green stole set up. The handsome teen posed a few times to show off his various perfect features. Some even taking pictures. Justin then sat down on the stool and leaned back as he pulled the rope. This caused water to splash down on him and soaking his body in hair with the handsome teen finishing off by showing off his flawless smile.

CONFESSIONAL – OWEN

"There are two syllables for hot: Jus and tin." Owen explained to the audience watching at home. "Man, that guy is just so hot I could kiss him!" Owen then realized what he said and grew nervous as he slapped his head. "Because he's a good teammate! Oh! Why'd I say that?"

"Okay, I don't know what that was…but daaang." Chris complimented as he reappeared on stage. "You got some moves, dude." The Chef-o-Meter the appeared and gave Justin a seven out of ten. Justin then left the stage with his Gophers cheering him on as Chris announced the first act for the opposite team. "First up for the Killer Bass…make some noise for the big guy! DJ!"

The Killer Bass cheered as DJ lept onto stage and started his ribbon dance immediately. All was going well…until DJ messed up a bit and got his legs tangled up in his ribbon and fell on his face. Everyone watching winced as DJ tried to recover. But it was to late as the music ended up Chris came back onto the stage. "Dainty and yet masculine. Let's see what Grand Master Chef thinks." The Chef-o-Meter then appeared and only gave DJ and two out of ten. "Not much."

CONFESSIONAL - LINCOLN

"Might have spoken to soon earlier..." Lincoln nervously let out.

DJ then slumped down and returned back stage as Chris spoke up again. "So, with two down and four acts to go, it's the Screaming Gophers…screaming ahead. Next on deck…Trent. Take it away, my bro."

Trent then walked onto the stage with his guitar and a stool. Setting the stool down, Trent sat down on the stool and got ready to play his guitar. "This song foes out to someone special here at camp." Trent told everyone before he started to play.

Trent:

They say that we've only got summer

And I say that's really a bummer.

But we'll swim in the sun and have lots of fun…

It'll just be the two of us…

Nothing to do…just hang…

So let me say only this…

Stick around…for just one kiss…

Trent then finished up after playing his beautiful song and everyone from both teams couldn't help but clap for him. "Nice work! I'm liking your style, dude." Chris complimented as he came back onto stage with the Chef-o-Meter appearing and giving Trent a full ten out of ten. "And so does Grand Master Chef!" Everyone kept clapping as Trent waved to everyone and the cameras. "All right, quit hogging my light, buddy." Chris then pushed Trent away before looking into the camera again. "Three down and three to go and the Killer Bass are totally sucking so far."

"Well way to word it nicely." Lincoln said sarcastically, not noticing Courtney Bridgette, and Dawn giving him a small grip. "It's time to change that! Break a leg out there Brid…wait a minute…whats with all that art supplies?" Looking to the stage, Lincoln saw a crew member bringing out a cart that had a large white canvas on it as well as multiple buckets of differently colored paint.

But it was Chris's next words that made Lincoln froze.

"And next up for the Bass, showing off his artistic skills, Lincoln!"

"….What?" Suddenly Lincoln felt his blood run cold as his heart speed up to 1000 beats a second. "What?! What?! What?! What?! What?! No! This isn't right! I didn't sign up! Let alone to show off my art! I didn't show anyone! Other than…" Lincoln's panic attacked then ceased for a moment as he slowly turned to Dawn, Bridgette, and Courtney all smiling sheepishly at him. "Why?! Why on earth did you guys think this was a good idea?! Who set this up?!"

"…It was these two's idea." Courtney quickly said as she pointed at Bridgette and Dawn who nodded.

"Yes." Dawn confirmed in her usual calm and collected tone. "Bridgette and me both signed you up as well as told them to give you plenty of art supplies."

"Y-You...her...wha-wha-wha-why?!" Lincoln could hardly form the words over the stress he was feeling right now.

"Because we have faith in you." Bridgette said with nothing but genuine honesty in her voice. "Lincoln, you're a fantastic and amazing artist. You're gonna help us win this."

"N-N-N-No I c-can't..." Lincoln then struggled to breathed as the world around him started to get blurry with his hands going to his head. "I CAN'T!"

"Lincoln!" Bridgette put her hands on Lincoln's shoulder and started to shake him a little. "You need to snap out of it! You need to calm down!"

"Lincoln." Finally, it was the calm voice of Dawn that managed to snap Lincoln out of it and bring him back to his sense. Bridgette got out of the way allowing for the aura reader to put a gentle hand on Lincoln's cheek and looked him right in the eye. "We know you can do this. It's time you start believing it too."

Lincoln looked around at his teammates, especially Dawn, and then looked to the stage where the large canvas was set up along with all the various paints and brush. Taking a few deep breaths…Lincoln finally nodded. "Ok...Ok I'll...I'll give it a try."

"Go out there and break a leg!" Courtney encouraged the white head.

"Make the Killer Bass proud!" Bridgette cheered her friend on.

"We know you can do this." Dawn's voice reached Lincoln the most as the Loud boy finally turned around and started heading to the stage.

"Ok…you can do this…you can do this…" Lincoln said as he closed his eyes and tried to forget about all the eyes and cameras on him. Reaching into his pocket, Lincoln took out his phone and with a determined look put it on the stop watch section. "Yo Chris." Chris looked to Lincoln and caught the phone he threw at the host. "Turn on the timer when I start. Give me three minutes at max."

"You got it bro." Chris nodded at Lincoln as he put his thumb over the start button.

Lincoln took another deep breath. His back was to the crowd and he was facing the blank white canvas in front of him. He needed to paint something amazing in three minutes maximum to put his team on the board. His mile went as time seemed to slowly down for Lincoln as he tried to think of what exactly to draw.

And finally…it hit him.

Before anyone knew, Lincoln's body seemed to move on its own and quickly picked up a brush in each hand. Chris quickly pressed the button on the phone timer. Everyone watched as Lincoln proceeded to paint faster than any of the teams saw any teenager paint before. He was able to switch between different brushed and colors almost instantly without wasting any valuable time.

Everyones jaw slowly dropped as it almost started to look like Lincoln started to place as he painted. And eventually…Lincoln forgot about it all. He forgot about the eyes and cameras on him. He forgot about the team that was counting on him to do them proud. He even forgot about the show. All he was focused on was the canvas in front of him and all the various art materials.

Swipe after swipe, brush after brush, Lincoln gave his all into the painting he was working on and-

"TIME'S UP!" Chris yelled as he stopped the timer on the phone as the three-minute mark came.

Just in time. Lincoln moved out to the way allowing everyone to see Lincoln's master piece…and they were stunned silent. In a matter of three minutes, Lincoln had painting a work of pure beauty. It was a painting of a beautiful Shepard girl petting a cute little lamb while sitting on a green pasture with the night sky behind them.

"…WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Owen was the first to stand up out of his seat to cheer soon followed by everyone from both teams clapping for Lincoln and his amazing piece of work.

Lincoln blushed heavily from all the praise and cheers as Chris handed him his phone back and put a hand on his shoulder. "Dude!" Chris said in a genuinely impressed tone. "We sure that was three minutes and not three ours because that is the work of an expert artist." Lincoln didn't even know what to say as the Chef-o-Meter appeared and have Lincoln a score of nine out of ten. "And Grand Master Chef gives it nine big thumbs up! Nice work man!"

"W-W-Wow…thanks." Lincoln smiled a bit as he scratched the back of his head. "I call it…Mary had a Little Lamb."

While everyone was cheering, and Chris telling everyone to take five for commercial's, Dawn couldn't help but give the painting a very close look. Specifically…the Shepard girl. 'Is…Is that me?' Dawn thought as she looked over the girl in the painting. The hair and facial feature were almost identical to hers. And the more she looked at the painting, the more her cheeks turned pink.

Lincoln finally returned to back stage while carrying his recently made painting. When he sat it down, Bridgette and Courtney both hugged him from each side. "You did it!" Both girls said in unison as Lincoln's cheeks went red.

"Y-Y-Y-Y-Yeah! I guess I did!" Lincoln said as a bright smile soon came to his face. "I…guess I owe you guys once for encouraging me to go out there."

"We should be owing you." Bridgette said as she and Courtney separated from him. "You scored us a ton of points!"

"So long as Geoff does good enough, we should have this in the bag!" Courtney said as she raised a fist in the air.

Lincoln continued to blush as the girls walked forward to watch the next and final Gopher act. Meanwhile Lincoln looked to his painting and couldn't help but give a prideful smile. He really did do a good job did he? He scored his team nine points! That's pretty good if he said so himself. "Hey Lincoln…" Lincoln then looked behind him to see a new yet incredibly adorable sight. Dawn looking shy. "Your painting…can I keep it?"

Lincoln…wasn't expecting that to say the least. "O-O-Oh, uh, y-yeah s-sure." Lincoln stuttered as he looked away from Dawn. "How come?"

"I-I really like it." Dawn actually stuttered as she picked up the painting Lincoln freely gave to her. "There's, nothing wrong with that is there?"

"No! No! Not at all!" Lincoln reassured the aura reader before smiling a bit at her. "I'm...really glad you like it that much actually."

Dawn smiled a bit before saying. "Maybe…" Dawn's cheeks went hotter at what was she about to say. "You can draw...me sometime?"

Lincoln blushed brighter than he already was. He nodded without even thinking, and also without mentioning the fact he might have sketched her before in his journal once or twice. "Um...s-sure. I'd be h-happy to." Dawn smiled brightly at this as she and Lincoln smiled and blush at each other.

CONFESSIONAL – BRIDGETTE

"Now to wait until they officially hook up." Bridgette said with a grin on her face.

"Welcome back to the TDI Talent Extravaganza!" Chris announced as the commercial break was over. "Welcome back. So in a surprising case of artistic talent, Lincoln scored 9 pointed for the Bass putting them at 11 points to the Gophers 17. The Gophers still hold the lead so, without further delay, here she is for the leaders…Heather!"

Everyone then clapped as Heather came on stage and proceeded to sit on the stool Trent was using earlier. "Originally, I was going to dance for you." Heather began as a cocky smirk came to her face. "But instead, I want to celebrate team spirit, with a collaboration."

Gwen narrowed her eyes a bit as Heather pulled out a book. It took a moment to realize what it was, but when Gwen recognized it, her blood went cold. Her diary. "She wouldn't…"

"So, with words by Gwen, performance by me, enjoy." Heather then cleared her throat, opened up the goth's diary, and read it to the whole viewing world. "So I'm trying to ignore him, but he's just so cute. If they had custom ordered a guy to be a distraction for me here, it would have been McHottie." Lindsay gasped as she realized why exactly Heather wanted to get Gwen's diary with Cody smirking as he was way too confident that Gwen was referring to him. "We just totally connect. He is pretty much the only person I can relate to here, and I know it's a cliché, but I love guys who play guitar."

"Wait…I don't play guitar." Cody said as he and Trent slowly looked to each other.

At this point, Gwen couldn't take it anymore and proceeded to run away as fast as she could. Heather saw this and closed up the diary with a smirk on her face. "Thank you."

Lincoln, Courtney, Dawn, and Bridgette all glared at Heather as Lincoln spoke up. "That's really…really…really cold." Lincoln growled a little bit as he tightened his first.

"Even for her." Courtney said with pure bitterness in her voice.

"Seriously." Bridgette and Dawn nodded with crossed arms.

The Chef-o-Meter then popped up and gave Heather three points as Chris came back onto the stage. "Well then, it's down to the final act of the night." Chris announced as he looked to the camera with his usual smile. "Can Geoff and his rad stunts turn it around? I seriously doubt it. Let's find out."

Geoff then grin as he twirled his skateboard around and landed on it…and broke it in the process. "Whoa…that kinda wrecks the ride." Geoff said as he scratched his head.

"Oh boy…" Lincoln let out nervously.

"Now what?!" Bridgette panicked as she looked to the three with her. "We have to send someone out there or we're going to lose this!"

"We already know Katie and Sadie stick." Courtney said as she tried to remember what everyone else's talents were. "What can Duncan, Eva, and you do again Dawn?"

"Carve a picture of his skull into a tree." Lincoln said what Duncan can do.

"Break rocks over her head." Bridgette explained Eva's talent.

"Nothing that would look entertaining on stage." Dawn answered making the group sigh. Dawn had quite a number of skills but nothing that would look all to entertaining when it came to a talent show. "However, there is still one person…" Everyone watched as Dawn pointed to the stands…Harold.

Bridgette and Courtney cringed…but they had no choice.

A few minutes later, Harold was now on stage in front of a microphone. Looking to the ones that brought him up there, Lincoln and Dawn gave him thumbs up as Courtney and Bridgette nodded. "Just, go for it, Harold." Courtney told him. "What have you got to lose?"

Harold blinked…and then got down to business. Everyone watched as Harold to beatbox at a pro level into the mic. Not stopping for a second as he kept up his beat while making rapid movements. And when it was over. "Booyah." Harold said confidently into the mic to end his beat box solo.

Everyone from both teams roared in cheer. Lincoln, Dawn, Courtney, and Bridgette went over to Harold and started to compliment the ginger for his epic skills and talent. "Wicked beatboxing dude!" Chris complimented as he came out. The Chef-o-Meter then appeared and gave Harold a winning score of 10 out of 10. With the Gophers at 20, and the Bass at 21, the Bass had claimed victory. "Check it out. Grand Master Chef has declared its winner. Even though they held the lead, the Screaming Gophers have been trampled by the Killer Bass!"

"Yay to go bud!" Lincoln complimented Harold with a pat to the back.

"You did it!" Courtney cheered for the ginger.

"And as for the Screaming Gophers." Chris began as he turned to the stands that had the losing team in them. "Pick your favorite loser, and I'll see you at the bonfire...for the third time in a row."

CONFESSIONAL – HEATHER

"People thought I was mean to Gwen. Whatever. All I needed was four votes against Justin." Heather said with no amount of guilt for what she did to Gwen. "I simply did what I did with Tyler. Only this time I had Lindsay's vote as well. Izzy and especially Owen, just a piece of cake.

CONFESSIONAL – OWEN

"Hehehehe." Owen laughed with his face covered in frosting and an actual piece of cake in his hands. "Piece of cake…"

THE CAMPFIRE SITE

A little later, all the Gophers were at the camp fire ceremony. Chris's plate had only one marshmallow with Justin and Heather left sitting on the stumps without on. "Kudos to you all for an incredible night of entertainment." Chris complimented as the rest of the Gophers enjoyed the marshmallows they were given. "Music. Drama. Painting. There is only one marshmallow left on this plate. Justin. You reminded us all that looks matter a lot. And Heather. You're full of surprises. But reading another chick's diary out loud, to the whole world… man, that is whack." Chris actually looked completely serious when he said this. "No kidding, that's really messed up, dude."

"Oh please." Heather rolled her eyes and stuck her hand out. "Just give me my marshmallow already."

"Justin, I personally think this is very wrong." Chris said to the handsome teen. "But tonight, hotness just wasn't enough. The last marshmallow goes to…Heather." Chris then, reluctantly, handed the last marshmallow to Heather as Justin frowned and slumped down. "Time to catch the Boat of Losers, brah."

Justin sadly nodded and started heading to the dock as Heather waved cockily to him. "Later, brah." The light black-haired girl mocked as most of the Gophers, especially Gwen, glared hard at her.

CONFESSIONAL – GWEN

"If that evil little cow thinks she is getting away with this, she has another thing coming." Gwen said as right now she's never been so determined to make someone pay.

Later that night, Gwen approached the male side of the Bass cabin. Knocking on it, Harold was the one to answer as Gwen asked. "Did you say you brought a red ant farm with you?"

"Yes." Harold confirmed making Gwen grin. She was planning on giving Heather a very rude wake up call.