Thoughts Of The New Total Drama Fresh Meat. Part 1
I couldn't believe I'd actually even think about joining this, Deathtrap. But.. It was better than babysitting annoying little brats for miminum-wage.
Bur, Hey? Maybe I could actually have fun—Or Not—.
"Hey, Nikki." A boyish voice squeaked.
I glanced down and saw My little, Brother Sammi. His 물오리, 청록 eyes glistening with tears.
Sammi and I were 더 많이 close than anything could ever be. Even though he was only 4, He knew Me and My parents didn't get along. They wanted me to do my best in school. I could've cared less about school. They wanted me to Harvard. I wanted to become an Artist in music.
As, 당신 can see.. They want the opposite of what their daughter wants. So, Yeah.. Bad Mix.
"Yeah, Sammi?" I kneeled down onto the glassy floor of Seattle International Airport and looked right into those Big curious 물오리, 청록 eyes.
"I'll be rooting for you." He smiled lightly.
I Tried to resist rolling my eyes. He knew I hated mushy moments like these.
"Thanks, Sam." I presses my Dark Blue lips against his forehead and ruffled up his Black shaggy hair.
"See ya in awhile." I whispered in his ear before standing up and giving my mom and dad a simple nod.
"Goodbye." They both said in unision.
I snatched my Black Suitcase and started for Flight 7, To Ontario. The bored tone signaled for everyone to board Flight 7.
My nerves started to go haywire. I absolutely hated flying on planes. My mind started to flutter to the possibilties of the plane crashing into a deserted island and Myself not being capable of seeing Sammi again. Or, The plane just exploding in mid-air and everyone burning to death. Or—
"Excuse me?," A Plane Assistant asked annoyed. "Do 당신 want some peanuts?"
I shook my head a little before replying with a simple,"Sure." Man, I feel like a druggie.
"Nikki Stone, Would 당신 please come up to the Pilot Section of the plane?" A voice announced from the innercom.
Confusion fled through my head; Even my veins for an odd reason.
I stood from my 좌석 and struggled to squeeze through a Fat man and his greasy bucket of chicken.
"Would 당신 move?!" I snapped. The Fat man's eyes widened and his grease infested face looked like my Aunt Lessy yakked all over it. He finally stood up and switched his seats with a Nerve-Strucken woman.
I 모터 달린 자전거, 오토바이 all the way to the Pilot's Section and slip open the Small compartment.
"Um.. 당신 announced?" I cocked a Pierced eyebrow and leaned against the small wall.
"Yes! And Welcome," The man in a pilot uniform turned around in his 좌석 and smiled widely. "To Total Drama Highschool! With, Me. Chris Mclain as your host."
I could tell 의해 the smirk on that Owen Wilson face that Chris was trouble and there was no way of getting out of this.
"Um, Can I get a ride back home—?" I suggested. He laughed mockingly and shoved me into a Ruffled bag.
"Hey!" I shreiked. The tying of a knot secured me to be unable to 옮기기 my Feet and arms.
I groaned.
How worse could this get?
I couldn't believe I'd actually even think about joining this, Deathtrap. But.. It was better than babysitting annoying little brats for miminum-wage.
Bur, Hey? Maybe I could actually have fun—Or Not—.
"Hey, Nikki." A boyish voice squeaked.
I glanced down and saw My little, Brother Sammi. His 물오리, 청록 eyes glistening with tears.
Sammi and I were 더 많이 close than anything could ever be. Even though he was only 4, He knew Me and My parents didn't get along. They wanted me to do my best in school. I could've cared less about school. They wanted me to Harvard. I wanted to become an Artist in music.
As, 당신 can see.. They want the opposite of what their daughter wants. So, Yeah.. Bad Mix.
"Yeah, Sammi?" I kneeled down onto the glassy floor of Seattle International Airport and looked right into those Big curious 물오리, 청록 eyes.
"I'll be rooting for you." He smiled lightly.
I Tried to resist rolling my eyes. He knew I hated mushy moments like these.
"Thanks, Sam." I presses my Dark Blue lips against his forehead and ruffled up his Black shaggy hair.
"See ya in awhile." I whispered in his ear before standing up and giving my mom and dad a simple nod.
"Goodbye." They both said in unision.
I snatched my Black Suitcase and started for Flight 7, To Ontario. The bored tone signaled for everyone to board Flight 7.
My nerves started to go haywire. I absolutely hated flying on planes. My mind started to flutter to the possibilties of the plane crashing into a deserted island and Myself not being capable of seeing Sammi again. Or, The plane just exploding in mid-air and everyone burning to death. Or—
"Excuse me?," A Plane Assistant asked annoyed. "Do 당신 want some peanuts?"
I shook my head a little before replying with a simple,"Sure." Man, I feel like a druggie.
"Nikki Stone, Would 당신 please come up to the Pilot Section of the plane?" A voice announced from the innercom.
Confusion fled through my head; Even my veins for an odd reason.
I stood from my 좌석 and struggled to squeeze through a Fat man and his greasy bucket of chicken.
"Would 당신 move?!" I snapped. The Fat man's eyes widened and his grease infested face looked like my Aunt Lessy yakked all over it. He finally stood up and switched his seats with a Nerve-Strucken woman.
I 모터 달린 자전거, 오토바이 all the way to the Pilot's Section and slip open the Small compartment.
"Um.. 당신 announced?" I cocked a Pierced eyebrow and leaned against the small wall.
"Yes! And Welcome," The man in a pilot uniform turned around in his 좌석 and smiled widely. "To Total Drama Highschool! With, Me. Chris Mclain as your host."
I could tell 의해 the smirk on that Owen Wilson face that Chris was trouble and there was no way of getting out of this.
"Um, Can I get a ride back home—?" I suggested. He laughed mockingly and shoved me into a Ruffled bag.
"Hey!" I shreiked. The tying of a knot secured me to be unable to 옮기기 my Feet and arms.
I groaned.
How worse could this get?
