I don't own anything in this story

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Everyone who has visited my profile knows what my favorite pairings are, but for this story I am going to let you all decide so my inspiration won't be biased. I will have a poll set up on my page for those of you who want to contribute to the story. Vote for the person you want voted off. Thanks in advance for all of you who contribute.

p.s. None of my Total Drama stories are connected to this one. Thanks. Oh, and try reading only reading one paragraph at a time, don't scroll down if you can help it. It's more suspenseful.

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"Total Drama Date Night!" Chris Maclean shouted into his microphone. The entire cast was sitting in the bleachers in the abandoned movie set when Chris surprised everyone with the announcement of the next season.

"Total Drama Date Night?" Courtney asked. "You mean the next season is going to be a dating show? With these guys?" She pretended to gag as she looked over most of the boys in the cast.

"Actually…" Chris said with a large grin on his face. "There is going to be only one male contestant that all you ladies are going to try to win over. This male contestant is receiving two million dollars! All you ladies are going to do your best to win him over by showing this lucky guy a great date, and then convince him to give you that sweet bank!"

"Well" scoffed Heather. "At least that gives me a little incentive to go near these losers."

"Nobody in their right mind would go near you" Cody said. "Everyone across the nation saw how you manipulated everyone in season one."

"Anyone with an eye for beauty will" gloated Heather.

"Whatever" Trent said remembering how Heather tricked him the first season. "What will the rest of us guys do on the show?" Trent asked.

"The rest of the male campers will be working on set, erecting props, prepping equipment, and possibly removing disgruntled ex-female contestants." Chris said as he turned to Eva.

"What?" asked Eva with her typical scowl on her face.

"If this next season is successful, we'll do a reverse and have a lucky lady to the deciding the following season.

"Who's the guy, Chris?" Owen asked.

"Probably me" Justin bragged. "This network usually steps with its best foot forward when it does these kinds of shows. And this added publicity will add to my modeling career."

"Yeah…." Owen said staring at Justin mesmerizingly.

"Actually the producers chose the male contestant based on what they thought would get us the highest ratings" Chris explained. "The date master for our next season is…." Chris did his trademark suspense lean in.

The cast sat on the edge of their seats. The men hoping it was them receiving the money and the ladies hoping it wasn't someone gross.

"Going to be decided by the wheel of bachelors!" Chris shouted as Chef pushed in a wheel with all of the male cast's pictures on it. "Yeah, the producers couldn't make up their minds, so we are going to leave it up to random chance!"

The entire cast let out an aggravated grunt at the wasted suspense and watched as Chris spun the wheel.

"And our Total Drama Date Master is….." The wheel showed a blur of faces as it spun again and again. The wheel began to slow and the faces became more and more visible. The wheel started slowing steadily, everyone had their breath caught in their throat as each face appeared on the wheel. The wheel began to creak to a stop, when suddenly the wheel landed on….

"Ezekiel is the winner!" Chris shouted. The entire female cast turned to Ezekiel, who was at the end of the bleachers picking his nose, and let out a loud scream that rocked the stage.

The wheel fell backwards onto the ground and titled the arrow slightly. The arrow on the wheel pointed to a new face. "Oh….correction! The Total Drama Date Master is…." The ladies let out a relieved sigh when they found it wasn't going to be Ezekiel. Chris propped up the wheel and had a laugh with Chef before turning it to face the cast members.

"Harold!" Shouted Chris. The ladies gasped again and turned to face Harold, who was playing with his Magic Larry Trading Cards, and groaned. "Harold will receive the two million dollars and will decide which of you *chuckle**snort* lucky ladies will get some cash!"

"Uuggghhhh" Courtney moaned to herself. "Why did it have to be Harold?"

"I don't know Courtney" Bridgette said. "Maybe we shouldn't judge a book from its cover, Harold might turn out to be a true romantic." They turned to see Harold just as he was putting away his cards.

"Yes! Just one more card from the Quanadu Alliance pack and I will have a full set!" Harold said. Bridgette involuntarily shuddered.

"Haha! I know!" Chris said noticing Bridgette's shudder. "All of you ladies, and Harold, will be living in a posh twelve bedroom mansion, equipped with a pool, hot tub, movie theater, recreation room, and a whole bunch of surprises!"

"Where are we going to live dude?" Tyler asked.

"In the abandoned servants quarters next to the house" Chris answered. "And you won't enter the house unless you are working, so I'd get comfy in that old shack if I were you guys."

"So the nerdling is living in the nice house with a group of hot girls while we get stuffed into a cramped shack with Owen?" Duncan asked enraged. Owen let out another fart.

"Sorry guys" Owen said.

"Wow, I'm totally confused." Lindsey said. "So we are going to be shoved into a shack with Owen? Is he the date master?"

"No bubble head!" Gwen said. "Owen is not the bachelor…" Gwen grabbed Lindsey's head and turned it towards Harold. "He is!" Lindsey focused and took a long look at Harold.

"Are you Tyler?" Lindsey asked.

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Hope you all like Chapter 1. I plan to crank out another one, possibly tomorrow, but right now my inspiration is running on empty, I am calling it a night. The poll is set up, depending on the poll, a girl of your choice is leaving the mansion. Vote now please.