I do not own Total Drama nor do I own any of the characters affiliated with it! The only character I own is Erin!

Hello campers! This is a new take on Erin! She's not as rocker as she is in other stories, in fact she's the daughter of a business tycoon and student to the Wawanakwa Privet Academy. The story itself was inspired by Leona Lewis' "Bleeding Love" and "I see you".

This chapter, however, was inspired by Miley Cyrus' "Can't be Tamed"

Erin: I really can't stand her…but I love this song.

Yes, I know Erin.

Read, review and enjoy!

~Wafflez

Erin stared at herself in the full length mirror in her bedroom, though bedroom wasn't really the word she would have used. The room she used in the penthouse apartment she and her parents occupied was big enough to be a small apartment itself. All it lacked was a kitchen really. Her bed sat in the center of the room, covered in dark violet satin sheets and a stark white comforter. In the far corner, on a wall made completely of glass, was a small sitting area equipped with a white leather couch and chair, bookshelf and a large flat screen TV. On the opposite of the room, in the corner near the double doors that led into her room, was a large oak computer desk and rolling chair. The rest of the room was lightly furnished and lacked any real evidence that a teen age girl resided there.

Her nerves had the best of her and she was practically shaking as she stood. Everything was about to shatter before her, everything she had worked so hard to maintain despite the fact that she was screaming inside the entire time. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy her life at the top of the social ladder she did. However, everything that was expected of her and demanded of her was tiring to say the least. She just wanted to be herself, someone no one, not even Heather, knew. Only Duncan had seen a glimpse of her wild side. She had finally admitted to herself, after leaving the school with Duncan's proposal on her mind, that she wasn't all she played out she was. She was someone completely different and she wanted to show it, more than anything.

Running her fingers through her thick black hair Erin began to formulate a plan. Things were going to change after tonight and part of her was eager to see exactly what would happen. Closing her eyes she took a deep breath. Upon opening them again she saw herself as she really was. Long dark hair hung around her in wild curls and waves, stormy gray eyes stared back lined by heavy liner and thick mascara. Her lips, a deep cherry red, curved up into a smile. She wore a tight black mini dress with a dark, exposed bra top, sheer black sleeves and black four inch pumps. She ran her manicured fingers through her wild hair, the bangle bracelets around her wrists jingling.

Blinking away the mirage Erin turned toward her closet. She slid open the doors and stepped inside to gaze about her extensive wardrobe. Toward the back of her closet were several outfits she swore she would never wear so long as she attended the academy. Strutting to these bagged outfits with a new determination, Erin began tearing away the plastic bagging and gazing at each one. Running her fingers along the dress in the far back she grinned to herself.

This one. She thought with a satisfied nod. This one will definitely get the point across.

She pulled the dress out of the closest along with a pair of strappy heels. Stopping by her vanity (yes she had one of those) she selected her desired make-up. A knock on her door startled her and caused her to drop everything.

"Yeah?" She called, hoping her voice wasn't shaking as much as she was. Her mother's voice was heard on the other side of the door.

"You're father and I will be leaving at six. Will you be ready?" Erin looked at herself from across the room.

"No!" She called. "I'll meet you guys there!"

"Alright. Well I'll leave the address on the counter in the kitchen and I'll have the town-car waiting for you."

"Okay!" She listened to her mother's receding footsteps before hurrying to the shower. She showered as quick as possible and, after climbing out, she began working on her hair. She teased it into lose, wild curls and started on her make-up. With steady hands she applied her eyeliner and mascara; she then added two relatively thick lines of liquid eyeliner to her top lid and painted her lips cherry red. Satisfied with her make-up and hair she turned to her clothes.

The dress she had chosen was a mid-thigh length, black leather mini dress. There were two circles cut out on either side then covered with mesh, exposing the pale flesh of her thighs. The dress fastened in the front by a silver buckle, leaving a large hole in the chest area, showing off the top portion of her chest and a decent amount of cleavage; this hole was also laid over with black mesh. Pulling the dress up her body she was surprised by how easily it slid into place, almost like silk flowing over her skin. The leather hugged her curves tightly, making it a little difficult to put her shoes on .She put in a pair of black, chain link earrings and small black hoops in the second piercing in her ears. Turning toward her mirror she stared at herself.

She could hardly recognize herself now.

Grabbing a long dark coat from her closet she headed for the door, grabbing a black clutch on the way out. She slid her phone into the clutch-after checking the time- and exited the building. The town-car was waiting for her across the street. She slid into the back, told the driver the address and waited.

The car pulled up outside a beautiful house along the lake front. Paper lanterns lined the trees along the driveway; cars pulled around to the front door then circled back around to park. People lingered outside, chatting and sipping Champaign as they did so. From her seat, Erin could see the gated garden off to the left of the house, with few people exploring the beautiful rose bushes and various other plants.

The car came to a stop and the door was opened. Erin stepped from the car, clutching her coat tight to her body as she hurried toward the garden. It was nearly seven and she hoped she wouldn't have to wait too long for Duncan. As she skirted passed people she was quite familiar with-several of them worked at her school- she was stopped by a familiar voice.

"Erin!" She froze and turned slowly to face Heather. The Asian girl was dressed in a high necked red silk gown. There was a small, tear dropped shaped hole right at the base of Heather's throat, where the collar of the dress closed. The bust of the dress was embroidered in golden thread while the skirt-from the hips down-was plain red silk. She wore a pair of pale rose peep toes and carried a red clutch with a golden chain along the side. "Did you just get here?" She asked, placing one hand on her hip.

"Erm…yeah." Erin answered. "Why?"

"You're parents have been here for almost an hour. I was surprised that they showed up without you. I thought you decided to ditch me." Erin forced a laugh.

"You know me better than that." She said. Heather smiled but her smile faltered as she took in Erin's appearance.

"You look like you're getting ready to go to a rock concert." She said, wrinkling her nose. "It doesn't suit you." Erin shrugged her shoulders.

"It happens." She glanced around, looking for an escape. Glancing toward the garden, she caught sight of a familiar Latino boy. Her eyes widened with surprise and she turned toward Heather. "Hey, have you seen Alajandro? I gotta ask him something about our chemistry project that's due." Heather looked around.

"Yeah, I saw him heading into the garden just a few minutes ago." Erin sighed with relief.

"Thanks. I'll see you inside, okay?"

"Sure." Heather turned and walked away and Erin hurried toward the garden, looking for Duncan as she walked. The deeper she got into the garden, and the farther she got from people, the more she relaxed. From somewhere in the shadows, at the base of tall willow tree, something moved. Erin paused to peer into the darkness and smiled happily to see Duncan. He was dressed in a dark blue shirt and black slacks. The top two buttons of his shirt were undone, exposing his toned chest. He stepped forward and Erin hurried to him.

"You look like you're about to pass out." Duncan said, catching her in his arms. She sagged into his chest with a heavy sigh.

"I just barely escaped Heather." She explained. Duncan nodded in understanding and slid his hands under Erin's coat. He paused, then began to explore her body eathHewith curiosity.

"Erin, are you wearing leather?" Grinning wickedly Erin stepped back and opened her coat, revealing her dress to Duncan. His jaw fell open with a loud pop and she swore his eyes were going to bug out of his head. With a laugh she closed her coat again and stepped forward.

"Umm, D, I think you dropped something." She said. Duncan looked down at her puzzled. "I watched your tongue flop around that way." She said, pointing randomly. Duncan made a growling noise and pulled Erin tight against his body.

"You have no idea what kind of things I want to do you now." He whispered huskily into her ear. Erin shuttered and smiled. "Are you ready to go?" He asked. She nodded. The two exited the garden, not surprised to find almost everyone had gone inside already. Stepping through the front door, Erin shed her coat and handed it to one of the staff waiting, then the two headed toward a large open room off to the left. Erin could see most everyone there and she suddenly felt sick. Duncan glanced at her and wrapped his arm around her waist reassuringly.

All eyes were on them as they entered. Kids from their school stared, wide eyed and began whispering between themselves. Parents who knew Erin as who she was in school watched her with disgusted fascination, trying to take in her metamorphosis from Good-little-Erin to the leather clad woman they saw before them. At the center of the room Erin's parents were chatting with the host and hostess of the party and Duncan led her right to them. Erin's parents did a double take when they saw their daughter.

The hostess turned and smiled, never batting an eye at Erin's ensemble.

"Duncan, I was wondering where you ran off to." She smiled. She was a pretty woman, with bob cut blond hair and beautiful teal eyes. She wore a coral colored strapless dress; her skin was evenly tanned-Naturally tanned. Erin thought with approval- and it looked, complimented by the coral of the dress. Beside her stood her husband, a decent looking man with graying black hair and darker green eyes. He wore a crisp black suit with a gray tie. The hostess looked to Erin and smiled again. "Who's this?" She asked.

"Ma, this is my girlfriend, Erin McLean. Erin this is my mother Daphne and my father Roger." Mrs. Calliver's eyes widened. She turned to Erin's parents.

"This is your daughter?" She asked. Erin's mother nodded dumbly while her father just stared at her. Mrs. Calliver turned back to Erin, still smiling.

"It's so lovely to meet you. Duncan never mentioned having a girlfriend." Erin looked to Duncan who shrugged his shoulders. "Your parents were just telling us about your excellent school record." She looked to her son. "Perhaps you could drill some sense into him about all his trouble making." Erin smiled and looked up at Duncan, who was now frowning.

Having gotten over their initial shock, Erin's parents resumed their conversation with the Callivers, and Erin and Duncan joined in politely. Squeezing Duncan's arm Erin stepped away to find something to drink. No sooner had she left then she was nearly attacked by Heather.

"What in God's name are you doing?!" She hissed, grabbing Erin by the arm and dragging her out of sight of Duncan. Erin stumbled after her friend. Stopping in the corner of the room, Heather turned her black eyes on Erin's grey ones. Erin stuttered, searching for an answer. "Let me be more specific." Heather rubbed her temples. "Why are you here…with Duncan Calliver?"

"That's simple." Erin said slowly. "Duncan and I are actually…a couple." Heather blanched and Erin was surprised she didn't fall over.

"What?!" She snapped. "You're a what?!"

"We've been dating for almost two years now." Erin admitted. Heather just stared at her, as if she'd sprouted an extra limb. Finally, after several long seconds of silence, she spoke.

"Do you have any idea what this is going to do to you? He's the worst guy in school, the biggest trouble maker and rule breaker. He's got the worst rep at the academy and now that you two are public after….two years-"she spat disgustedly-"this is going to drag you down! You're enter school career is going to go down the toilet because you want a slice of bad-boy cake. What the hell is wrong with you?" Erin ground her teeth.

"There is nothing wrong with me!" She nearly shrieked. "Just because I'm not dating captain of the football team does not mean there's something wrong! So I'm dating Duncan, big deal. He's not really that bad of a guy! In fact, despite his terrible record at school, he's probably one of the best guys there. Sure he's got a bad rep, but most of it's just an act to make him look all tough! I'm sick of feeling ashamed because the person I love is frowned upon by everyone in that damn academy! I'm done being ashamed! I'm done trying to be the perfect girl! If no one in that school can accept me for being me, and not the stuck up, straight A student body president they see me as then fine!" She turned to walk away but stopped. "And if you, of all people can't accept that then you are no real friend of mine." Storming away Erin returned to Duncan's side.

"You okay?" He asked, sliding his arm around her shoulders. Erin took a deep breath and nodded, smiling reassuringly up at him.

"Actually, I am."