TotalDrama Porno Story: Not Too Lengthy Ago – Chapter Four

Hey everybody. Wow, felt weird trying to write this chapter again. Anyways this chapter is dedicated to chrisATD1 for pointing out haven’t updated in more than three months.

Warning readers this contains: Chris, the Six Degrees theory, a circle, a death threat, bonding by two characters over a common issue, and perhaps the most dangerous of all, a small leatherbound notebook.

Disclaimer: I do not own.

“Ohmigod, ohmigod, ohmigod!” Izzy excitedly squealed. “She’s coming today!”

“Who?” Jeremy asked, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

“My daughter, silly.” She said. “Isabella’s coming!” She proceeded to pace around the room.

“Izzy.” Gwen said, grabbing her by the shoulders. “When is she coming?”

Izzy just smirked and checked her watch. “5, 4, 3, 2…”

A small petite, brown haired girl who looked very much like Izzy burst through the door. “I’m sorry I’m late but-” She was bear-hugged by Izzy. “Mom, let go.” She said. “Remember your blood pressure.”

“You’re too serious and no fun.” Izzy pouted. “Just like your father.”

“That’s not true!” Isabella said. “Dad’s fun! Remember the time he blew up the neighbour’s barbeque? Or blew the lid off every fire hydrant on the block?”

“Oh yeah.” Izzy said fondly. “Good times.”

“I don’t mean to be rude,” Katrina said, “but who is your father?”

Isabella sighed. “I understand it’s some sort of secret,” Isabella said, “sorry. But I hear you’ve been telling some story about when you guys were in highschool.”

“That reminds me,” Gwen said. “we should probably get on with the story.”

It took fifteen minutes to get DJ to wake up. “What happened?” He asked.

“Chris happened.” Geoff muttered.

“Chris,” Heather began, “why can’t you just leave us alone?”

“What ever do you mean?” Chris asked, innocently.

Noah narrowed his eyes. “You’ve been following us, I’ve seen you. I thought I was being paranoid at the time. I was trying to figure out if it was you or not, and I missed the #15 bus.” He said.

He missed Chris’s discreet signs to shut up.

“The #15?” Bridgette asked. “What time?”

“6:30. Why?” Noah asked.

“I was getting on that bus.” Bridgette said. Suddenly it dawned on her. “You’ve been spending the last couple of weeks trying to make sure we didn’t see each other, haven’t you? You didn’t want us to know we lived in the same city.”

Chris sighed. “Yes, I’ve been following all of you to make sure you didn’t see each other. Courtney, Duncan and Heather all met prematurely though, unfortunately.”

“But why?” Beth asked.

“To make it all the more dramatic when you walked in here!” Chris exclaimed.

Gwen groaned. “Again, why?”

Chris seemingly changed the subject. “Ever heard of the Six Degrees theory?”

“In which almost everyone can be traced back to a person they meet by six people or less, yes.” Noah said. “And?”

Chris chuckled. “And you all thought you were all picked out randomly for Total Drama Island, when I had it all planned out using the Six Degrees theory.”

“So,” Leshawna gasped, “we’ve met each other before?”

Chris tilted his hand back and forth in a So-So motion. “Sort of, you knew of each other.”

“We knew of each other?” Trent said, eyes narrowing.

“Allow me to explain the TDI circle.” Chris said, pulling down a chart. “Now since this is in no particular order, let’s start with Courtney. Courtney is beside Duncan because his dad-“

Courtney interjected. “We were both witnesses at the same hearing. Duncan’s dad had mentioned him during his account. He was apparently the one who had found them, um, hurt.”

Chris nodded. “Noah is beside Courtney because they were both on student council together last year. Izzy is beside Noah because they were both tied for equal IQ’s nationwide on an academic challenge.”

“188.” Noah and Izzy said at the same time, glaring at each other. “The highest.” Also, at the same time, they both said, “I hated, no hate, you.”

“Uh, okay.” Chris said. “Let’s get a move on. Trent is beside Izzy because he went to the camp where Izzy burned down the kitchen. Gwen is beside Trent because they went to the same place for guitar and art lessons, same time and everything, for six years.”

“So we’ve been going to the same place at the same time for years, but we never met until Total Drama Island?” Trent asked, increduously.

Chris nodded. “It’s actually kind of funny.” Gwen glared at him. “Okay… Owen is beside Gwen because her mom worked at the restaurant he used to work at. Cody is beside Owen because they went to the same pre-school together. Ezekiel is beside Cody because they were on the same flight to Toronto this summer. Harold is beside Ezekiel because when he went up North for his survival badge, Ezekiel’s dad was his survival expert.”

Harold nodded. He remembered that trip. Not fondly, but he remembered.

“Lindsay is beside Harold because her dad runs the company Harold’s dad works at. Bridgette is beside Lindsay because they were both on the pagaent circle when they were younger, I understand.”

Everyone stared at Bridgette, it was expected from Lindsay to be a pagaent girl, but Bridgette? Bridgette blushed bright red. “It was not my idea, trust me.”

Chris cleared his throat to get the former campers’ attention. “Ahem. Geoff is beside Bridgette because when they were eight they took surfing lessons together. DJ is beside Geoff because they were on the same football team in Grade 6. Tyler is beside DJ because his dad was the coach of the football team, and he helped his dad coach. Eva is beside Tyler because she had a internship at the sports network where his dad works.”

Eva nodded. “I was studying under him for a sports scholarship. He helped me a lot whe I first came to Canada.” She turned to Tyler. “Say hi and thanks to your dad from me, will ya?”

Tyler nodded. “I’m sure he’d love to hear that from you. He remembers eveyone he’s ever worked with.”

Eva nodded. “I appreciate it. Your dad… was a great help to my family.”

“Awww…” Chris said, distracting them. “Are my campers going soft on me?”

He barely dodged the chair that Eva flung at him. “I’M NOT SOFT!” She yelled. She then muttered, “And we’re not your campers anymore either.”

“Anyways,” Chris said, “on with the circle!”

“Whoo.” Gwen said in a monotone voice, rolling her eyes. “How thrilling.”

Chris ignored her and turned back to his chart. “Leshawna is beside Eva because her mom was a social worker who worked with Eva, Heather is beside Leshawna…”

“Wait, what?” Heather screeched. “I’ve met her before?”

Chris covered his ears in a delayed reaction to the screeching. “Chill out, Heather. No one likes a screecher.” He turned back to the chart. “Heather is beside Leshawna because Leshawna was actually one of the girls who bullied Heather through middle school.”

Silence bounced off the walls of the classroom. “Leshawna?” Courtney asked for everyone. “But- but- I couldn’t say anything bad about her!”

Chris nodded. “You couldn’t, because you’ve never seen her be unkind. Now Heather, who had experienced it, subconciously bullied her on the island because she sort of recognized her.”

Heather, who must’ve gotten up while Chris was speaking, was shaking like she was about to have a seizure. “You,” She said, pointing at Leshawna, “made my life a living nightmare! You called me ugly and fat. I was bulimic. You made me throw up everything I ate.” She said, still pointing, but now tears were coming down her face, “You made me into a skinny, popular, bitch!” She yelled running out of the room.

“I had no idea.” Leshawna said, trembling. “I bullied a lot of girls before I just didn’t know I caused someone to…” She stopped. “Ohmigod.”

Courtney got up. “I’ll go get her.”

Duncan grabbed her by the shoulder. “Are you sure?” He asked her. “You’ve already had enough trouble…”

“Duncan, let go.” She said, shrugging him off. “I can help her.” She left before anyone else could stop her.

Courtney found her in the girl’s bathroom, crying. “Heather, are you okay?” She said, knocking on the stall Heather was hiding in.

Heather stopped crying a bit. “What do you care?” Came the muffled reply from behind the door.

“Trust me,” Courtney said, “I care. Bulimics often relapse when depressed.”

“What do you know about eating disorders? Let me guess, studying for med school?” Heather muttered.

Courtney laughed. “You’re not the only bulimic here Heather.”

“Are you?” Heather asked, completely stopping crying.

“Am I what?” Courtney asked.

“A bulimic.”

Courtney sighed. “I was… but not now. I used to have this insane urge to be perfect and suddenly I wasn’t skinny enough. I was hospitalised and I still take medication.”

Heather sniffled. “Really?”

Courtney smiled. “Yes, I’m glad you admitted it Heather. It makes it real, and it’s one of the first steps to stopping. I always wished I could… Now do want to get out of this stall?”

Heather laughed shakily. “I- I guess so.”

They both headed back towards the classroom, not knowing that Taylor was smirking in the next two stalls over.

Courtney entered first. “We’re back.”

“How are you Heather?” asked Bridgette.

Courtney answered for her. “She just needed to talk to someone who’s been there and back. Bulimic to bulimic.”

Everyone just gave Courtney a blank stare, including Heather. “I thought you couldn’t admit it…” She said.

Courtney nudged her. “Hey, you gave me courage.” She smiled. “And besides, the first step to stopping is admitting it.”

They both went back to sit down, Courtney beside Duncan, and Heather in between Beth and Lindsay.

Duncan shook his head in amazement. “Jesus Christ.” He muttered. “Everything does happen to you, doesn’t it?”

She nodded, smiling. “Now do you want hear about my bipolar tendencies, my alcohol and drug abuse, or my history of violence first?”

He rolled his eyes, thinking she was kidding. Luckily for him, she was.

“Well that was shocking news.” Chris said, “but we really must get on with the circle. Katie is beside Heather because they both took ballet at the same academy. Sadie is beside Katie for obvious reasons.” He said. “Now Beth is beside Sadie because she lived on the same block when they were little. Justin is beside Beth because they were both councillors at the same camp once.”

Chris chuckled randomly.

“What?” Cody asked.

Chris waved him off. “Now here’s a surprising one. Duncan is beside Justin because they were at the same juvenile detention centre.”

Everyone stared at Justin (because there was nothing surprising about Duncan being in Juvie). “What for?” Asked Ezekiel increduosly.

“‘…” Justin spat out.

“Oh look, it speaks.” Muttered Gwen, making Leshawna laugh.

This seemed to enrage Justin, and he got up and stomped across the room to Gwen’s desk. Once there, he spread his hands over her desk and leaned in close to her.

Someone gasped. “Justin…” Chris warned.

He ignored him. “Yes, I speak, I’m not just a pretty face. Do you want to know why I got sent to juvie, Gwen?” When she didn’t answer he continued with, “When I was fourteen I was argueing with some guy over something I can’t even remember now. What I do remember is pushing him off the balcony on the sixth floor.” He stared at her for a second, and grabbed her arm. “This was a 185 pound, muscular man. You weigh, what? 100? I could easily,” he said, gripping her arm tighter, “pick you up and throw you out this fourth story window. And you know what?” He said, leaning even closer, “I really want to.”

It took Eva, Duncan, Trent, DJ and Geoff to pry him off Gwen and her desk, and shove him back into his. When there, he calmly stared at the front of the room and said, “Remember this pretty face Gwen, this pretty face tried to kill you.” He sat silently for a minute before shock washed over his face. “I tried to kill you. Gwen, I’m sorry- I,” He trailed off, getting up suddenly again and making a mad dash for the window.

Trent ran up and caught him before anyone realized Justin was about to jump. “Why didn’t you let me kill myself?” Justin yelled, struggling against Trent. “I’m a murderer!”

“Look,” Gwen began shakily, “you didn’t kill me.”

Justin freed himself of Trent, and started pacing at the front of the classroom. “Not you, but so close… argh!” He said looking at her, tears in his eyes. “And what do you think happened to the first guy I pushed?”

Gwen stiffened for a bit. “But you didn’t kill me,” she said slowly. “You must be getting better.”

“Only because someone stopped me!” He yelled. “Don’t you get it! Don’t you get how close you were to being thrown out the window?”

“I forgive you.” Gwen said.

“It doesn’t matter you almos- Wait. Did you really, forgive me?” He asked increduosly.

“I forgave you, yes.” Gwen said, patting Justin on the shoulder.

Justin nodded. “Thanks that-” He pushed her away and closed his eyes. “Can you not touch me?” He asked. “I might try to hurt you again.”

The bell suddenly rang, meaning class was over, but nobody moved.

Chris cleared his throat. “Now’s probably the best time to tell you the only rule about film class.” He looked around at the students. “What happens in this class, will not be mentioned to anyone else, got that?”

Everyone nodded and slowly filed out the door. Izzy and Noah were the last to leave. “Chris, where’s your other class?” Izzy asked him.

Chris smiled. “You guys are my only class. You were a special bend in the schedule.” He said.

Izzy and Noah nodded and left. Sighing, Chris pulled a small leatherbound notebook out of his desk drawer.

The Diversity Investigation

(thesis and study)

by

Chris Maclean, PhD in Pyschology

The subjects seemed to take the news that they knew of each other well, it wasn’t until we were well into the circle theory that subjects 22 (Justin) and 9 (Heather) seemed to snap. These issues however, were resolved quickly. Still worried about subject 22 though. Note to Self: Pull up Justin’s history in court and at juvie. Need to make sure he’s telling the truth. As for the other campers, they took it pretty well. Subject 4 (Courtney) though, seems to clam up at mention of her father or his crime, and has a history of eating disorders.

Making breakthrough in investigation though, as Six Degree theory proved: Diverse people like the subjects may have similar interests and/or experiences in life.

Will continue investigation throughout Film Study classes.

Note to Self: Disguise yourself better when following subjects.

Subjects also do not know about investigation, will not know until given date (end of 11th grade.)

Chris Maclean

There concludes this very dramatic Film Studies class. Note to Readers: Will probably be most dramatic for a while.

Okay, you finally know what Chris is up to.

If anybody is wondering who Taylor is, she is the girl that is out to get Courtney and her sister. (Friend of Heather.)

-Pursuit