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Fragmented Romance	By : Destroyahirismix666 Category: +S through Z > Total Drama Island Views: 3402 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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-Not Quite famous, Episode 4 of 26-Lindsey's POV-
I don't frankly understand what Heather's problem is. Really, what could be the harm in blowing a kiss and waving at the crush of a life time?
The answer to the question wasn't given, but rather an insult to injury as Heather whipped her hair sideways, the entire head flying through the air and smacking Lindsey in the face. The gag reflex was triggered, and the blonde fell into a series of rapid, nearly uncontrollable coughs.
Finally the air rushed back into my lungs as I yanked whatever it was I swallowed out of my throat. It was the long texture of Heather's hair, a single strand. I looked at it kind of funny, then threw a side glance at Heather. Undoubtedly, it was her hair. She seemed just a bit interested in what Chris was talking about, some weird thing about this Talent Show, and I couldn't help but wonder about something…
Lightly, ever so lightly my tongue reached out and I liked the very edge of the long and smooth black hair. IN fear of being caught I pulled my tongue back. The taste…okay, not good. No wonder I had been choking on it. But still, it felt soft, very soft. It complimented her skin well! And of skin…My own tan cream had run dry the day before! And I had no clue how much time I had left at this camp! This would be trouble! Only my hair was left on my side now! Well, maybe I could get a boob job… or something like that. That's what all the stars get.
I pulled my hair around and began running my hand through the texture. It still felt very nice and smooth. Oh my gosh! A knot! And just below it a split end! This couldn't be happening! Before long I'd loose my teeth and my fingernails, and then I-
Suddenly I was distracted again. Looking upwards I noticed Taylor, no Tyler, sitting on the opposing benches. He still seemed to like me despite the flaws, and all it would take was a bit of hair-braiding to take care of this problem! Right?
As everyone started to move about for the challenge, I walked up to Heather and Beth. "Hey, how about later today we try to braid each other's hair?"
-Heather's POV-Confessional Camera-
"Frankly, when Lindsey tapped me on the shoulder, I was expecting something bad might of happened that I would have to fix again using another Alliance rule, but come to find out…she just wanted to braid everyone's hair. A prospect that I'm not that foreign with. However…"
-Heather's POV-Normal first person-
"Thure! I'd love to Lindthey!" Beth remarked, spitting through her mouth as she responded.
Lindsey beamed and clapped her hands, then looked at me. "Heather, how about you?"
"Rule # 61: Only I give permission on what we should do with each other's hair. Clear?"
"I thought we were on rule 57..."
"And Beth, Rule #1 means that only I can question my own authority." Swiveling my head to the loser teammates I had, I boldly proclaimed "I'll be the team's judge."
"I'm not really so sure if that would be a good idea." Gwen admitted. I couldn't help but Scoff.
"Please." I responded very sarcastically with an eye roll. "Only I would even have what it would take to judge talent accurately, and You'll only accept the darkest, weirdest abilities ever. Who is with me on that?"
"Oh! OH! I am!" Lindsey shouted, throwing her hand in the air. One sheep down, followed by another one as Beth agreed.
"Good. It's settled."
"A 3 to 7 is not a majority vote in your favor." LeShawna pointed out.
"I know that Justin wouldn't care one way or another, and neither would Owen or Izzy."
Trent walked up then, carrying his guitar case with him as he did. "Trent, you wouldn't mind if I led the team in this event would you?" I asked, turning on the charm and batting the long eyelashes I had.
Granted, I wasn't aiming for seduction, but I did get what I wanted. "Yeah. I don't really care one way or another."
"Great! Everyone who thinks they have some sort of talent, let me see what you've really got!" Under my breath I couldn't help but mutter. 'which has got to be, at best, maybe only two of us, and I'd be one of those two.'
Plainly stated, like I thought, neither Gwen, Lindsey, or LeShawna had anything good. Izzy tried dancing, but in the end it became nothing but a single repetitious move. Lots of help. Trent seemed to have something, he sounded like a professional guitar player, and even though he was gothie's loser boyfriend, even Lindsey could of told you that his talent would be needed.
"I can do my ABC's all in one burp!" Before anyone could comment, Owen downed a large jug of liquids that came form Lord Knows where, and then ripped it off. The air already smelt foul by the time he reached 'C'
"Whoop! Yeah! Go Owen!" Were amongst some of the positive statements.
"I can even toot Beethoven's Fifth!" Realizing the danger that frankly we were all put in, I put a cross smile on my face. "I'll keep that in mind…Next!"
Beth showed her lack of skill. Well, that is what made her a perfect sheep anyways, she had nothing going for her, so she'd have to be following a shepherd. That was when I couldn't help but notice Justin leap out, holding a fire-extinguisher just as a bush caught on fire. Despite the fact that he was a fellow competitor, I couldn't keep my eyes off that dazzling body as he put it out, then sprayed himself with some. The foam just evaporated off his body! "Holy…" That in itself sold me down the river. "That's official. Justin, Trent, and I will be our top talents tonight!"
But despite all of that waste of time, I couldn't help but notice something. Earlier this week I realized that my hardest competition would be Gwen, and I would have to undermine her as soon as I possibly could. Now she was writing in some type of notebook, writing something down frantically in it with a grin stretching the world over. As if Goth's can grin?
"Lindsey?" I smacked my hands together, and like an obedient slave she came over. "Yes Hannah?"
"Heather. Get it straight. Can you keep a secret?"
"Sure! Once my sister…" Ughhh! Lindsey, you can't keep a secret and you can't shut up! "I don't care about that. You see Gwen there?" She nodded to the affirmative. "I want you to keep a close eye on her, see if you can figure out what's in that book of hers. Got it?"
"Yes Hannah! Oops, Heather!" She gave a military salute and ran off, in the wrong direction. "Lindsey, your target ran in the opposite direction."
"Oh, Right!" As she sprinted back by, I couldn't help but eye roll.
-Three hours later-
For what had to have been the umpteenth time, I rolled my eyes as Lindsey's stupidity. "I'm back! I watched Gwen the entire time!"
"Lindsey, if you did, you would have returned half an hour ago."
"Oh right." She blushed and looked to the side. "Well, I was distracted."
"Maybe I can trust you to do something else right today." I noticed her face start to fall, and henceforth I covered my tracks. "Because You've done so much affirmatively great today already!" Now why did I really try and boost her self-confidence? Whatever the reason, it worked, and her face lightened up once more.
"What can I do?"
"Watch outside of our cabin. Try and keep everyone, especially Gwen, out of the cabin! Is that clear?"
"Got it!" I sighed in what looked to be pre-emptive disaster, and the two of us 'strolled' to the Gopher's cabin. Once there, I pointed once more. "Like I said Lindsey, no one, and definitely not weird crazy Goth Girl! Understand?"
"Yes Heather!" The blonde flipped some hair around her shoulder and began trying to self-braid her marvelous tresses with her hands. Walking inside, I wasted no time. Time was not a benefit I had, unlike other things that I indeed did have such as useful idiots as Stalin called them, and plenty of good materials to prop up my good looks.
Rummaging through the drawers, I was amazed at what I suddenly heard outside.
"Oh hi Gwen!" Dammit Lindsey! You're going to mess everything up again! "Wait! I can't let you go in there!" My heart began racing in fear. I rummaged through her underclothes, knowing that she would figure any disorderly conduct in them to be Cody's fault, and I found it.
"Lindsey, please step out of my way."
"I can't let you go! I'm warning you! I'm a tenth level swirl belt! He-yaw!"
Cramming the diary into my pants, not really having anywhere else that it would fit, I threw the door open, greeted by a slightly more-pissed-off-then-usual Gwen staring at Lindsey, supporting her bodyweight on her left leg while trying to scare Gwen off with what looked to be a lazy punch. How…insulting.
"Lindsey, there is no need. I'm finished with my business in there."
"You were conducting a business?" The blonde gasped, and I sighed in disappointment. Here it came. "What are you doing? Maybe we could earn enough to buy the 100,000 dollars! Or is it-?" I grabbed Lindsey by the hand and dragged her away. She continued rambling on, asking me about questions that I didn't care to answer.
Before I knew it, we were on the outskirts of the woods. "So tell me Heather! What bui-" I cut her off with the only way I could think of doing. Totally unexpectedly, I threw my lips against hers, smothering her mouth in a kiss. It was just lips chaste enough so that it would shut her up.
Lindsey's brain suddenly ceased all reason and manner of semi-intelligent or intelligent thought again. She dropped into Heather's kiss, focusing all her attention on what the other female would do. As we pulled away, her eyes were filled with dazzling sparkles. She clasped her hands together, and looked at me. "Wow. Why did you do that Heather?"
"I had to keep you quiet somehow." Before my words could even start to hurt her personality, I covered them. "Besides, I always was curious on how your lipstick tasted on your mouth."
"Really? Thanks for the consideration Heather!" The blonde came up to me, and wrapped her arms around me in a big hug. This was awkward at best. Nevertheless, I needed a diluted alliance member, and I gingerly wrapped my arms around hers, lightly pulling her body in closer to mine. She snuggled her face in my neck, and I couldn't help but notice how pleasing her skin really did smell. Not as good as mine, of course! My lotions ensured that! But…she had a nice natural smell to her own body, but not a disgusting one.
A light pat on her back and Lindsey pulled away. "Thanks Heather. It's so nice to know that so many people care about me!" She walked off, happy as ever. I sighed in disappointment, and sat down.
If anyone realized that the stump she sat on was the same one that Gwen had sat on earlier or that a currently unknown female named 'Dawn' would be seen meditating on three years later, she might have gingerly walked away, wanting dissociation from such low-life's.
Why did I try and protect her feelings? What did it matter? She had the memory of a fly anyways, and by the night, she would have totally forgotten anyways. Right? I didn't even really need to kiss her. A simple slap would of sufficed. So why didn't I again?
The Asiatic female spent the greater potion of an hour on the log, contemplating her moves. 'It's not like I'm lesbian or anything. I just…cared?" I struggled to pull the word out. "No! I didn't care! Because caring shows weakness, and weakness shows lack of confidence, and I'm not unconfident! So…why did I do it?"
Okay, let's lay it down on the table again Heather. I know that I couldn't possibly care for a sheep, so unless I was like some hormone-junky male, there was no reason to kiss her! So, I did it, out of loss of other choice?
Realizing she wouldn't get any better answer without destroying her foundations of confidence, she stuck with that answer. But as she walked away, night slowly approaching in the east as the sun started to reach out and touch the west's horizon, she knew internally that her choice was the wrong answer, and that it had to have been something more. Something…much more.
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