Well, this is the LAST chapter. Really!

I just want to thank everyone for reading this story, and thanks for helping me reach over a 100 reviews! You guys rock!

Now that this story, and TDA, have come to a close...I can start working on my own version of TDWT! I hope you guys will read that!

And I hope some of you like Tyler, because he does have a small role. You know, he's the second guy after Harold whom I think is REALLY hot. :D

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Harold's POV...

This is it.

The LAST episode. Really.

Beth and I are standing outside the mess hall, having already eaten a batch of Chef's pancakes which I admit are pretty good. Even though the challenge hasn't started yet, I really feel sick to my stomach. I will admit, I never really thought I'd actually make it to the final two. For Gwen, when it was her vs. Owen back in TDI, I kind of assumed she would make it, considering her specific character. But me? Well, I got to consider myself pretty lucky.

I mean, I got Heather, didn't I?

I glance over at Beth as she gazes into her pocket mirror, checking her teeth. Seriously, she really looks great without the braces. I'm really glad I'm up against her and not someone like Duncan or Courtney...things would get pretty violent. Beth's not one of the violent guys in our cast; she's one of the pacifists, to be honest. I, myself, am sort of a pacifist, despite my recent actions...Hey, come on! When you piss off a nerd, you should know what to expect!

"There's my two final people!" Chris said as he approached us. That mischievous smile could only say so much..."Well, this is the final episode of TDA. Anyone feel like they might crack under the pressure?"

"We've been under pressure since TDI," I told him, getting kind of annoyed by his dumb remarks.

"And just like TDI, expect more from what we have for the last episode of TDA," he told us. Oh, man, we're in for doom... "Right after you meet your former competitors."

Say what? Oh, gosh! We're going to see the others! And I'm going to see Heather!

"When do we meet them?" I asked, feeling excited as a little boy when I had gotten my first Hulk action figure. Seriously, I wanted to see Heather again!

"In Studio 8, loverboy," he informs us. "Let's go. Oh, and Harold?" He turns to me. "Don't become another Geoff and Bridgette."

As if making out was the most important thing in a relationship, gosh!
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Heather's POV...

I'm going to see Harold again! And I'm going to cheer him on to victory because he deserves it more than any of us!

"Whoa, easy!" Henrietta tells me as I squirm in my seat like a child awaiting for a cartoon to start. "Hare's coming soon, so don't look like a crazy person!"

"She's crazy about Harold..." I turned to see Noah, gazing at us from the corners of his book. Seriously, does he bring a stupid book wherever he goes?

"Hey, don't be upset just because you're most likely to unlikely to be in relationship," Henrietta shot back before smirking at me.

Yes, she told me about her and Trent and I nearly flipped. How awesome is that? Trent really needed to move on after Goth freak dumped him cold, and Henrietta totally deserves him! No, duh, she doesn't like Gwen too much and never had...

Speaking of Gwen, she's like totally quiet the whole time we've come here to Studio 8. But, with quick glances, I've noticed she looks at Henrietta and Trent every now and then. If she's upset, it's her own stupid fault. How did she think Trent felt before she deliberately had him voted off? She's just paying the price.

And so did Leshawna.

I look over at Leshawna, and surprisingly, she caught my gaze. But we quickly turned away. It was kind of awkward at first when we finally came face-to-face that day she was voted off. Small greetings, asking how the other was doing. We didn't mention Harold. She knows that I've seen enough from that episode to know she still loves Harold even after she dumped him. She knows she can't have him back; he's mine.

Mine.

Yeah, I'm being kind of possessive here, aren't I? Well, pardon me, but I'm the one with a ring on my finger! I glanced at the ring once again, watching as it gleamed under the stagelights. Harold's grandma must have had a wonderful marriage before her husband died and she had later joined him. It's really sad that she's dead; I would have loved to meet her and let her know I would take good care of her ring...

"So when's the wedding?"

Startled, I looked over to see Katie and Sadie smiling at me. "Wedding?"

"We know which is your engagement finger, Heather," Katie told me as she took my hand to show the ring was definitely on that specific finger.

"You are going to marry him, right?" Sadie asked.

"Well, it's too soon to say anything, right?" I was a bit nervous at the question. I mean, yes, Harold is the guy for me. And sure he would make an awesome hubby. But it's still too soon and we're all still in high school. Maybe right after college...

"Bet the wedding's going to be in some lame sci-fi convention..." I glanced over to see Duncan with his arms folded. He was seated many feet away from me because he knows I'll knock him in the kiwis again if he says something stupid about Harold.

"Hey, at least I got a better chance at getting married then you, deadbeat," I said. And that really burned him as I saw him twitch. Come on. Delinquent? Convict? Who'd hire that?

"And here are our two finalists!" I heard Chris's voice.

When I turned around...I saw him.
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Harold's POV...

"Heather!" I shouted as I raced over to her.

"Harold!" She shouted before she got up from her seat and raced towards me.

You remember those slo-mo scenes where two lovebirds run toward each other through a field of flowers? Yeah, we're living that scene. I came closer to my delicate daisy, arms reaching for her to run into-

-and next thing I know, I'm tackled in a bear hug with Owen.
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Owen's POV...

"Oh, man! Is it good to see you!" I said as I hugged Harold. "Man, how awesome!"

"Yeah, good to see you, too..." He told me. "Um, could you ease your hugging? You're crushing my intestines."

"Oh, sorry..." I said as I gently placed him down. Stupid me! I forget he has organs delicate as paper!

"Harold..." I watched as Heather approached him until the distance between them closed and they were nose-to-nose.

And they kissed. Oh, how beautiful! Seriously, Harold is a good kisser! Not that I ever kissed him, I mean! He just looks like a good kisser...not that I want to kiss him!

"You lucky dog..." I told him after their kiss broke. Really lucky dog. Heather's beautiful, and Harold is the luckiest guy in the world to have her as his own.

Not that I'm not happy with Izzy or anything...but dang, Heather is just hot!

Okay, careful, Owen...Izzy can smell your thoughts...

But you know who else I think is really lucky? Trent. He told me, man-to-man, that he and Henrietta are going out now, and that's more than awesome to me. Dude really needed to move on after Gwen totally crushed his aching heart, and who better than Henrietta? Easygoing and talented Trent with strong, helpful, and kind Henrietta...a match made in Heaven.

Speaking of matches, I gaze over at Beth talking to Lindsey about the upcoming that'll settle this season once and for all. Honestly, I want to cheer for Harold, but I also want to cheer for Beth. I mean, they're both great people and I don't want to root against the other. Hopefully, when someone loses, no tears go down and we're all friends here.

Well, most of us, anyway, as I glance over at Gwen and Duncan. Now way can Duncan and Harold ever be friends; not after all the dramatic and violent stuff that's happened earlier in the season. And Gwen and Heather...enemies until the end.

And surely enough, I don't think Gwen and Henrietta will be hanging out anytime soon. I mean, I can totally tell Gwen's not entirely okay that Trent's in love with the strong redhead. Hey, she did this, she should accept her mistakes. I don't hate Gwen or anything, but if she's trying to badmouth Trent, claiming she's just trying to 'help out' Henrietta by 'protecting her from drama', then she really sucks, man! Not entirely, but maybe this season only...

I cast a quick glance at Gwen, whom sat next to Leshawna. They're both paying the price...
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Henrietta's POV...

"There's my Hare!" I said before I hugged my brother.

"Hey, sis..." He gretted, returning the hug.

"Oh, my gosh, the final two!" I said. Really, I was so proud of him. "How exciting!"

"Hey, congrats, man," my boyfriend Trent tells him before shaking his hand.

Boyfriend...I just love that word. And I love using it in relation to Trent. That kiss was amazing. Gwen should have never had let him slip through her fingertips! Oh, why am I thinking about Gwen? I glance behind my shoulder to see her immediately hide her gaze under her greenish/bluish hair; I know she has been watching us, I just don't care...

What really matters now is that my brother is in the final two on the last episode of TDA and we're all cheering for him. "You nervous?"

"Sort of," Harold tells me, one of his arms around Heather. "I never really thought I'd make it this far..."

"Hey, I never really thought you'd trash Duncan," Trent pointed out before he glanced over at Mr. Badboy, whom was glaring at us from his seat. I swear, I just want to kill that dude...

"Or end up with Heather," Owen added, before smiling at her.

Okay, now seemed like the perfect time to tell him. "He's not the only one who ended up with someone..." I said before smiling at Trent, whom smiled back.

"Who?" Harold asked.

I said nothing. I just clasped my fingers around Trent's arm and leaned into him, smiling at my brother.

My brother had a huge OMG expression going on, but it was a good OMG, and he was smiling. "Really?" He asked. I can sense the excitement in his voice.

"Yeah, really," Trent said before wrapping an arm around me.

"Awesome!" Harold says. Oh, man, you have no idea how happy it makes me feel to know my brother accepts the fact that his older sister is dating a guy his age.

"Thanks, Hare," I told him. Best little brother in the world, am I right?

"Okay, gang," Chris says before he walks into the studio. "The challenge has finally been set up, everyone follow me."

Now Harold is the bravest little brother in the world if he can handle for whatever Chris has in store for him in this last episode. If anything like Season 1, I will literally kill Chris if my brother get eaten by a shark!
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Trent's POV...

I know that look on Henrietta's face...it's a look of worry as well as 'I'm-going-to-kill-Chris-if-my-brother-gets-killed".

Amazing how well I can tell a person's expression even after just meeting that person. I admit, when I first met Henrietta, something in me felt like flying. She was just so strong and brave and cunning, as well as smart and beautiful and caring. She's like other girls...

She's not like Gwen.

Speaking of Gwen, from the corner of my eye, for a moment, I thought I saw Gwen looking at us, at me and Henrietta. Is something wrong? Is she jealous? She can't be...she dumped me.

But I quickly push those thoughts aside as Chris leads us to the stands. The challenge was starting, and Henrietta and I gave each other a quick kiss before she had to go and do her job. I didn't sit next to Gwen, instead, I sat between Owen and Cody.

"Man, she is hot..." Cody sighed as he gazed in the direction where Henrietta was.

"Henrietta?" I asked, feeling a bit tensed he was crushing on my girl.

"Her?" Cody exclaimed. "No! I was talking about Heather!"

Okay, back up..."Heather?" Really, I am that surprised. First Gwen, then Henrietta, then, suspiciously, I think Courtney because of the way he gazed at her unconscious figure that night she was voted off, and now Heather?

"Well, yeah, I mean, the Asian girls are always feisty and I like feisty," he tells me. "Plus, if someone like Heather can go for a dork like Harold, then there's a chance the same will happen to me..."

I smile at this. Oh, what would Total Drama be without the Codester? "You'll find somebody." Really, I know he will. He's a great guy. Short, but a great guy.

"Does that mean you don't mind if I go after Gwen?" He asks me, giving me this puppy-dog look that makes him look more like a baby beaver considering his gap-teeth.

I raise an eyebrow at him, then glance over at Gwen who was talking with Leshawna. "Go ahead. I don't care."

"Really?" Why does Cody sound so surprised? "You'll let me?"

"I'm with Henrietta now, remember?" But it's nice to know he's asking my permission.

"Yeah, you're one lucky dude," he tells me with a wink.

Seriously, I am.
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Cody's POV...

Yes! I might have a chance with Gwen afterall!

Backing up to saying Heather is hot, she really is, man. But now my eyes are back to Gwen and all her beautiful glory...her pasty white face beaming in the sunlight...her murky green lips looking like the darkest minerals...her extremely dark eyes that make your knees shake with infatuation...

Yeah, I've so got this in the bag.

Nice to know Trent is letting me go after his ex, I mean, though Gwen is pretty sweet, that Henrietta is such a looker. Trent's really lucky to have her as his girlfriend, despite age difference in which book-boob Noah thinks is totally 'ludicrous' as he calls it. Aw, screw him, he can't get a girl!

"Hey, Gwen," I greet my Goth goddess before winking at her and smiling.

She just looks at me. Is she turned on or what? "Yeah...hi, Cody." And she looked away.

I'm getting somewhere, I just know it!
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Chris's POV...

"Harold and Beth..." I began as they stood before the starting line. "As you recall from the last episode of season 1, Gwen and Owen had to overcome a series of obstacles before crossing the finish line..."

"Is this going to require us crossing a river of sharks?" Beth asks.

"No..." After what happened to our last intern that season, we've decided to skip the sharks and do something a bit more safe. Yeah, we're running out of ideas, we're just trying to come up with something and just throw it at these guys. I motion to the entire studio lot. "Throughout these paths are many obstacles that are like totally action-packed scenes you would see in movies."

"Are we going to play Jedi?" Harold asks. Jedi? Come on! This isn't Comic Con!

"Uh, no, Harold..." I told him. Seriously, Heather likes him, why? "We're cutting the sci-fi crap...all I'm saying is that as soon as you pass this line both of you will have to accomplish crossovers and seriously dangerous paths that won't entirely kill you..." At least, I hope it won't, otherwise we could get sued! "Anyway, the cameras will be monitoring you throughout the place and the rest of the guys will be watching from the safety of here..."

And Chef and Henrietta brought out a big-screen television. The screen turned on and there showed all of us being taped right now.

"Hi, mom and dad!" Beth greets as she waves at herself on the television. Cute but annoying...

"Let's get started!" I announce. "I got an after-breakfast burrito waiting for me so do the challenge already!"

"And go!" Henrietta shouts before waving the flag.

And they're off. Wow, who would have thought two nerds in a seriously cool competition for a last episode would actually be cool?

"I got to follow Harold!" I turn around to see Heather standing from her seat, a serious look on her face but I can tell she's scared as heck.

"I totally agree!" I watched as Henrietta stood by her, that same nervous look on her face. "But same for Beth as well! I have no idea what Chris has in store for those two but I'm not going to wait around to find out!"

And with that they crossed the starting line. Boy, Harold is really loved, isn't he? You should check out his fanbase.

Hello...from the corner of my eye, I see Duncan has snuck away from the other teens, a look of mischief and trouble on his face.

Oh, I'm going to be paid extra for this stuff...
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Harold's POV...

"First obstacle!" I shouted to Beth as we halt in from of the Western set.

"What are we doing?" Beth asks. I shrug. Hey, even though were rivals in the last episode, that shouldn't stop us from helping each other out.

I hear panting behind me and we turn around to see Heather and Henrietta coming after us. What are they doing here? They should be back at the safe zone! "What are you two doing here?" I asks, though my question is directly at Heather.

She gives me this tired smile while taking a few breaths from running. "Hey, I'm not letting you fall to your doom." And she pats my back. Gosh, ain't she just awesome?

"Do you have any idea what's going on here?" Beth asks Henrietta.

"I really don't know," my sister says. "I'm just the flag-waver."

Suddenly, the ground shook, and I heard...mooing?

"What is that?" Beth exclaims in fear before she clings to Henrietta.

I turn around-

"Stampede!" I shout as I point behind us to see like a dozen cows coming our way. I still remember when I wore those cow boobies...

I grab Heather's arm and all four of us ran forward, the cows right behind. Hey, anything is better than sharks! We ran throughout the Western lot, trying to find a place where we can escape them. I hold on tight to Heather, not daring to loosen my grip. I won't let her go, I won't let her get hurt...

"Chris will so regret this!" Heather shouts as she holds unto her wig. Even in the worst situations can my girlfriend find time to show her temper...and that's another thing I love about her.

"Look!" Beth shouts before pointing to a nearby gate. Our escape!

"Everyone, hurry!" I urge as we ran faster.

Oh, man, the gate is closing in! It's going to be a photo finish...

"We're not going to make it!" Heather cries in fear.

"Yes...we...will!" I grunt as I take Heather in my arms, then scoop up my sister and Beth and rushed them toward the closing gate. Hey, with the power of love, I am strong.

We made it!

I could hear the cows mooing angrily on the other side. I sure hope Chris feeds them extra for going through that crud...

"We're saved!" Beth exclaims, waving her hands around happily.

Heather leans in and kisses my cheek before smiling at me. "You saved my life again, hero..." That was one episode I will never forget. Nor this episode.

"Look," Henrietta says before she points at a nearby door with a note attached. "This must be the next obstacle."

I reach out and open the door, ever so slowly, expecting something big and scary like the alien episode. But nothing happens and we find ourselves in some normal living room setting.

"I think this is that setting where that Izzy chick acted like some granny-gangster," Henrietta suggested. Oh, who could forget that scene? It was pretty funny. Izzy sure knew how to act better than Duncan, plus she could flip her eyelids...

"I think this is our resting spot," Heather suggests before she makes her way over to the couch and sits down. "Finally, Chris came up with something we can agree on..."

"Uh, question..." I turn to Beth as she waves her hand in the air like a 4th grade student. "Is it against the rules for Heather and Henrietta to help us out?"

"I don't think the rules matter, Beth," I told her. They never had, only when necessary and so Chris can screw us over again...like what happened to Heather back in TDI when she had her head shaved but was disqualified anyway. Yeah, that wasn't fair, and I respected her constant remarks and temper rantings back in Casa de Losers for that...

Suddenly, we hear knocking from the door at the other side of the room. "Pizza!"

"Pizza?" Heather questions.

"Oh, yay!" Beth squeals before she rushes to the door. We expected to be greeted by some guy with an extra-large box...

...only to find cockroaches swarming into our room.

Heather was screaming her head off before she jumped unto me, her feet not touching the floor. Beth jumped unto Henrietta, who held her tight as if she was a little girl who need closure. Yeah, Henry and I are the only ones here who aren't afraid of these things. And these things are just piling up and filing the room!

"Someone crush them, please!" Heather screams.

"They're too many for us to crush!" Henrietta says as the bugs go right up to our legs. Seriously, how the heck does Chris come up with these things? Holding Heather over my shoulders, I reach for the door.

Crap, it's locked!
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Trent's POV...

The rest of here are watching the guys on television...and, dude, I am seriously freaking out.

"Oh, ew!" Lindsey screams as she squirms in her seat at the sight of those roaches. Yeah, who could forget her big debut back in TDI when she came across one of these things? That's how she met Tyler...if only she could remember his name.

"Oh, dude, your babe is in trouble!" Tyler tells me. "This is like that one horror movie where these two chicks. Except it was a room full of rats!" Man, I am so glad Chris went with cockroaches.

I'm really freaking out man, as I watch Henrietta hold a scared Beth on top of her as she tries to kick away those stupid bugs. My girl is strong and brave, but I'm still worried because those things are just freaky!

"Boy, hope the old lady doesn't break her back holding the young girl," Noah says as he continues reading his book. Oh, this dude is seriously-

"What you say, man?" I said angrily before grabbing the sarcastic idiot by the collar. He looks scared now. "You calling my girl a-"

"Look!" Owen says before pointing back at the screen.

Still holding Noah by his collar, I turn around and see that Henrietta and the others have formed a ladder and Harold is on top punching away at an air vent. The lid falls down and Harold is first to go through it before he reaches down and takes Heather up before Beth and Henrietta follow.

They made it! They're out of that gross place where Izzy made a freaky actress of herself. Hey, Duncan may have been a good actor, but Izzy totally owned that episode!

"Go, guys, you can do it!" I shout before I push Noah away, letting go of that wiseguy comment he made about my girl.
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Noah's POV...

I guess he must really like grandma, huh?

Look, all I can say is, after finding out that Trent and that Henrietta girl are dating-

"Looks like someone just moved to Cougar Town," I said.

And Trent slams my book against my face. Touche.
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Heather's POV...

"That was so gross!" I scream as I hug myself, Harold patting my back comfortingly. I freaking hate bugs and Henrietta has got to be the bravest chick I know that can handle them!

"At least we overcame that challenge," Harold assures me.

We're all standing atop of the roof while those disgusting our down there probably multiplying or whatever. We help each other down before my feet finally touch dirt.

"Okay, this season's last episode is messed up," I said as I fold my arms. "Cows, roaches, what else?"

"Duck!" Beth screamed.

"Oh, now he's bringing out ducks?" I demand. That guy really needs to make a list of future medical bills!

"No, duck as in get down!" Harold shouts before he holds me and we both drop to the floor. I look up just in time to see some ball of fire shoot past us.

"This is the Arthur scene!" Henrietta screams before she protects Beth as they're both down beside us. "And those are arrows of fire!"

They aren't really arrows, thank goodness. They're just little tennis balls with flames painted on them, shooting at us at a fast pace. They weren't arrows, but I know they hurt as heck! Suddenly, that dodgeball episode didn't seem so bad!

"Everyone crawl!" Harold ordered as he guides me on my knees and we're all crawling across the ground, avoiding the stupid balls of fire, or orange paint, or whatever. Him holding me close as he guides me through the dangerous obstacle...it's making me feel all tingly inside. But this is no time for romance on account of I don't want to get another blackeye!

We crawl for at least ten minutes before we finally reach the stupid tennis ball machine. I make a tribute to TDA by grabbing a nearby wrench and just beating the crap out of it! I'm pretending it's Chris's, Duncan's, or Courtney's face as I beat it up until it's nearly dust.

"Heather, it's dead! Calm down!" Beth tells me as she grabs my arm before I could swing at the monster machine again.

"Anger management," I breathed. Perhaps Eva would like a crack at it.
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Beth's POV...

Of all the dangerous episodes we've done during our time in the Total Drama series, this one's really terrifying.

Living on a farm, I adore cows, and Chris used their cuteness against us which almost resulted in getting crushed. And then the roaches come in and I don't like bugs. They're still my mortal enemy even after I successfully went against them back in that Fear Factor episode. And balls of fury! When dodgeballs hit me back in that one episode, it hurt. But I bet tennis balls hurt just as much...

It's nice to see the tennis ball machine getting it's comeuppance. And it was pretty funny seeing Heather go all psycho she makes Izzy look normal.

"Well, that was interesting," I said as I look around. Just studio lots, nothing out of the ordinary. "I think we might be almost done here," I said as I move forward. "Maybe we're getting close to the finish-"

WHUMP!

Who put an invisible wall there?

"Are you okay?" Henrietta asks me as she helps me up.

I adjust my glasses. "Yeah..." I look back where my face just hit. Then I reach forward.

I feel a hard surface. But I'm touching air...right?

"Oh, I remember something like this from TDI," Henrietta said before she touched the wall as well. "Courtney ran her face into it..." I would love to see that clip. "One of us has to climb to the top and see what's going on."

"I'll do it," I insist, "my mark is on it, anyway."

Being the shortest, all three of them pitched together before they helped me get to the top. I reach up before I feel an edge, then hoist myself up until I'm clinging on. Finally, I lift my head up and peer over the other side.

And I see a large body of water.

"What do you see, Beth?" Harold calls.

"A giant lake," I respond.

"A lake?" Heather screams. "In the middle of the studio? If we had it any sooner we could have had a hot tub!" Ah, I remember the hot tub we built back in season 1...Justin was much dreamier back then. Now he's just...bleh!

I reach down and grasp Harold's arms before pulling him up, bringing along Henrietta and Heather who cling unto his legs. Finally, we're all up here, and thankfully there was enough space to stand on for all four of us.

"So how are we going to overcome this?" Heather asks before looking down at the pool of water.

I feel like we're trapped. Like Chris finally got us. Suddenly, I hear a loud noise...

We look up and what do we find? Chef in a helicopter!

"Here's your ticket out of here!" He calls.

"Yes, a helicopter!" Heather says with relief. "Finally, Chris shows some meaning of the word 'emergency help'."

"Oh, it ain't the helicopter, girl," Chef says before he presses a button.

From underneath pops out a rope.

"You got to be kidding me!" Heather screams.

"Look, let's just hang on and Chef will do the rest," Henrietta says before she takes one part of the rope before the rest of us follow.

Soon, we're all clinging on for our lives as Chef flies over the giant pool. It's like flying over the Pacific...

Suddenly, something hits Harold and he groans in pain.

"What's wrong?" Heather asks him worriedly.

"Some pesky fly or whatever," he says, ignoring it.

Suddenly, he's hit from behind again-

-and he let's go of the rope!

"Harold!" We scream as we watch him fall down toward the water.
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Duncan's POV...

I got my duck.

I smirk as I put down Chef's paintball gun which I filled with peanuts and watch as the flightless bird hits the water, hiding well behind a scenery wall displaying some lame 50s add. I told you I was going to get even with both Harold and Heather. Harold getting in serious trouble and Heather screaming her head off in worry. I'm still grossed out that she loves the guy...

I watch as the three chicks let go of the rope and fall down into the water with them. Heather's the first to reach him and she's hugging him like there's no tomorrow. Puke-a-thon, coming your way.

Shooting Harold down wasn't all I thought of for Plan Revenge. I take out a giant crate and open the lid before kicking it into the water. Oh, Heather is going to get a kick out of this!
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Heather's POV...

"The end of this river isn't too far," Beth says as she points in the right direction. "Just keep swimming."

Just keep swimming...just keep swimming...oh, look a cockroach...

A COCKROACH?

"Oh, my gosh!" I scream before backing up at the gross thing is floating towards me. I immediately turn around as I see another one behind me. Then another one next me. They're freaking everywhere!

"Get it away!" Beth screams as she swims behind Henrietta as I swim behind Harold. Oh, Chris is really starting to piss me off! This is so not funny! I hate bugs!

"What the heck is going on here?" I heard a familiar voice.

But not as much as I hate-
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Duncan's POV...

Courtney? What's she doing here, out on some floating piece of wood in the middle of the pool?

Her hair was a bit messed up and her clothes were ruffled from the night she was knocked out by Harold's bewitchin' but hot sister, but she still looked like the Courtney I knew.

"What are you doing here?" Heather demands as she glares at her.

"I woke up and no one was around," Courtney snaps. "I came here and then I found this river. I assumed the challenge would be engaging in water sports."

Heather looks back at the floating cockroaches before she and the others quickly get unto Courtney's raft. "Move, CITwit!"

"Hey, I may not be a CIT but at least I have hair, baldy!" Oh, burn! My girl is really starting to become the master at smartmouthing, am I right? It's pretty hot...

"Courtney, you're looking better now," the geek tells her. Is he very forgivable or is he just sucking up?

"Oh, bite me, Harold!" She screams at him.

"Hey, look!" I heard Beth say before she points toward the water.

I look and I see some snake swimming through it. Big deal. Then I see it eat all the roaches I let out. Okay, that's pretty tight.

"Oh, gosh, a snake!" Heather screams. And I thought DJ was chicken...

"You are such a baby," Courtney mocks her.

And that's when Heather pushes her off the raft. It was pretty funny, actually.

"Oh, you little-" Courtney began but she became quiet when the snake swam towards her. She shrieked before she reached toward the raft and quickly got on top of it. Wow, and she tells DJ to suck it up...

"Get it away!" Courtney screams before she scoots close to Harold. Okay, what? Harold's the least likely guy she wants to be around and now she's getting so close to him they're practically touching. Oh, that nerd needs to die...

"Let me try something," Harold says before he looks toward the snake. The stupid snake immediately stops and looks Harold straight in the eye. Okay, what the heck? Is the snake crushing on Harold as well or is the other way around?

Then the dude starts making these weird noises through his mouth as he looks at the snake. Then the snakes makes some noise as well. When did the dude speak snake? Who even speaks snake?

"Hey, Heather!" The geek said happily before turning to the girls. "It's that snake from that one time!"

"You mean the snake that touched my leg back in the woods?" Heather screams.

"She said she didn't mean to," Harold tells her. Wait, it's a she?

"How do you know it's a girl?" Beth asks as she watches the guy pick up the snake from the water and letting it wrap around his arm.

"She told me," he says as he pushes the raft.

This dude must not go out much...
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Harold's POV...

I never thought I'd meet this snake again. But still, it's nice to meet an old friend. Duh, snakes can be friends, too!

I glance over at Heather, who's keeping her distance from the snake. Man, she's been terrified all day; hope Chris won't send out spiders...

"Just to let you know," Courtney says as she glares at me. "Expect a lawsuit for hitting me!"

I just raise an eyebrow at her. "Bring it on. My uncle's a lawyer, and he can take down your slutty one any day..." I'm going to regret using the word 'slutty'. It's just not in the dictionary or Harold. But what else could I call her lawyer whom she used as a bribe to get Heather voted off? Hey, if she plans to sue me, which I know she can't, then bring it on!

Finally, our raft reaches asphalt and we quickly get off. I reach toward Heather with one hand while my other one is still holding the snake. I think we can all say that I am definitely keeping her...

"Now what?" Beth asks as she looks around.

"Now is the final level!" We heard Chris's voice. We look up and see Chris from Chef's helicopter looking down at us. "Harold and Beth! You guys are now going to race!"

"Race?" Beth asks.

"Meaning you guys got to run around the studio until you make it back to where you started!" He said.

"Oh, copied it right out of season 1..." Courtney snapped. I'm so glad I'm not going against her.

"So I guess you won't need us anymore, huh?" Heather asks as she turns to me.

I smile at her as I stood beside Beth, who was waiting to give her a signal to start the last challenge of the episode. "Trust me, I will always need you, Heather."

And with that said, Beth and I started running.
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Heather's POV...

There he goes...unto victory.

"He'll probably need to take a inhaler before he can even win this thing," Courtney scoffs. Okay, she is really pissing me off!

"Don't make me give you another coma!" Henrietta told her threateningly. And immediately, Courtney shut up, thank goodness.

"So how will we catch up?" I asks, knowing Harold and Beth were probably far by now.

CRASH!

We turn around and see a gold cart had fallen beside us.

"Thanks, Chris!" Henrietta calls as she waves at him.

"Anytime!" Chris calls before Chef flies the helicopter away.

"Come on!" Henrietta says excitedly before we all board the golf cart. "This ride is off the chain!"

"Off the chain?" Courtney asks. "Is't that like outdated slang?"

"You calling me old?" Henrietta warns her.

"No...ma'am..." Courtney says before she shrinks in her seat. Yeah, Courtney, Be afraid. Be very afraid.

Who needs a car when you got a really sweet golf cart?
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Harold's POV...

Beth and I are at even as we run as fast as we can around the studio. This is nothing like the little jog we had in the big sleep episode back in TDI. I'm not going to stop to breath; I'm going to win.

"Hey, Harold!" I turn to see Beth looking at me while still breathing at a pace. "Good luck!"

I smile at her. "You, too!"

And we just keep on running.
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Beth's POV...

Boy, my heart is pumping fast! But I got to keep going!

Boy, Harold is running really well! He might actually have a shot! For me, win or lose, I'm just happy I came this far and had made it to the final two. And I'm happy I was in the final two with no other than Harold. He would've rocked season 1, but hey, everyone needs a chance. So Gwen and Owen got theirs, now we're getting ours.

"The finish line!" I shout as we come around the corner and find the entrance to the studio.

So close...I'm getting close...
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Harold's POV...

The finish line! And we're almost there!

But only one of us is going to past it first.

Got to move! Got to move! Ignore throbbing heart and pumping blood! Got to move!

Getting nearer...

Beth's POV...

Getting nearer...
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Harold's POV...

Legs, don't fail me now!
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Beth's POV...

I should have done better in PE!

Harold's POV...

My breathing hurts!
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Beth's POV...

My feet hurt!
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Harold's POV...

Going...
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Beth's POV...

Going...
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Chris's POV...

"And the winner is..." I shouted from the helicopter as I peered down at the conclusion. Wow, those nerds sure can run fast...

And one of those nerds cuts through the ribbon of the finish line...

"Harold!"
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Harold's POV...

I stop in my tracks, my feet feel like fire and my throat feeling like a drought. I breath in and out, in and out, my eyes all blurry...

I blink a few times before looking at what had just happened.

I...I won.

"I won..." I whisper quietly.

"Yay, Harold!" I turn around and see Katie and Sadie rushing toward me before getting me in a hug. Aw, hugs are nice...

"Congrats, man!" Owen says before he brings out the ultimate hug and nearly crushes me. "Oh, man! You are awesome!"

I smile at him before I smile at Beth, whom smiles back.

"Great job," she tells me, accepting her defeat.

"You, too, Beth," I told her. In a way, she won as well.

The others congratulate me, patting me on the back and all that.

Then I come face-to-face with Leshawna...

Everyone just grew quiet as we looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

This is Leshawna...first love, first kiss...first breakup...we've had our ups and downs, and then things went from love to hate to love again...What can I make of us now?

Then she smiles at me. "Congrats, white boy."

That answers my question. "Thanks, Leshawna..." I smile at her, a feeling of redemption going through me.

"Oh, you got to be kidding me!" I turn to see Duncan walking toward us, he glaring at me. "The geek won?"

"That's super geek to you, punk!" I told him sharply. After this victory, I don't think people will take geeks for granted again.

"Whatever..." Duncan scoffs.

"Harold?" That beautiful voice...

My smile widens as I turn around and see my angel coming through the studio entrance with my sister driving a golf cart. She quickly jumped from her seat and rushes toward me. I rush toward her as well.

Insert slo-mo-gushy-romantic-flower scene here.

And then we kiss.

And the others cheer for us as we continue kissing.

I won twice this season.
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Duncan's POV...

The geek won. Lame.

But I don't care anymore. I sure wish he and Heather wouldn't share spit on camera.

While the others just cheer, my eye catches a certain brunette.

She looks pissed, arms folded and pouting because she's not Harold. Seriously, that pout is another thing that makes her adorable...
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Courtney's POV...

"Want to get out of here and get a bite to eat?"

Startled, I turn to see Duncan smirking at me, offering me his hand. Wow, I haven't seen Duncan for a while. Has he been working out?

But keeping my posture I turn my nose at him. "I don't usually eat with losers."

But I took his hand anyway.

"Neither do I," he said with a smug grin that I found so adorable. "But I asked you, didn't I?"

And we just started walking off, away from the crowd. It feels really good to be alone with Duncan again...

"So where do you want to buy me dinner?" He asks. Oh, don't push it...

"I'd be happy to fix you a nice homemade knuckle-sandwhich," I warn him, shaking my fist at his adorable face.

But I might consider paying for him.
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Beth's POV...

So I lost. I'm okay, really.

I knew from the start Harold would win. He just needed a push and some feminine support, such as Heather, whom is holding him like a teddy bear. They are so cute together, I envy her.

"You were great, BFF!" My BFF Lindsey tells me before she hugs me. "Congrats on the loss!"

"Thanks, Lindsey," I told her before hugging her back.

"So, Harold," Chris said as he approached, "what are you going to do with one million dollars?" And Chef handed Harold the suitcase full of cash. Wow, look at all that green!

Harold smiles. "I'm thinking of throwing a little victory party." And everyone cheered. "On a yacht!"

"Oh, man, you rock so hard!" Owen shouts before hugging him again.

Harold laughs after the hug ends. Then he turns to me. "But first, I'd like to give a thousand dollars to everyone...fifty-thousand for Beth."

I nearly lost my breath when everyone else gasped at Harold's suggestion. I'm getting cash?

"You're giving some of your money?" Chris asks, shocked.

Harold smiles and shrugs. "Hey, everyone has done their job in the series. Everyone deserves a little something." He smiles at me. "And Beth came in second place, so that definitely counts for something."

"Oh, Harold..." He is so sweet! And I rush over to him and just hug him. "I love you, Harold!"

"Hey!" I look up to see a very jealous Heather. "I'm the only one who gets to tell him that!"

Everybody loves Harold, Heather...I know I do, because I just got fifty grand!
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Heather's POV...

The night has never been more perfect...especially for Harold's victory party!

We're all at some lake waiting for Harold's yacht. I lean into my boyfriend, the warmness of his skin fighting through the chilly air.

He won. I'm so happy for him. And while I think it's totally crazy he would still give a thousand bucks to Duncan and Courtney even after all that crap they did to him, it's still very sweet. Harold's so sweet...

And his snake isn't so bad. I glance over as its head pops out from underneath Harold's shirt. The female snake had made a home in Harold's heart as well as I did. She's not so scary after getting to know her. Speaking her language, I don't think that's possible.

"Hey, where's Henrietta?" Trent asks as he looks around.

"Not sure," I told him.

"Probably putting on her slow-aging cream," Noah calls. I see him leaning against a pole, reading a book. Will this guy shut the heck up?

"Oh, dude, will you just-" Trent begins but then we hear a familiar...a voice only familiar to me.

"Heather Feather!"

Oh, I know that name anywhere...

I quickly turn around and who do I see?

My parents.

"Mom? Dad?" I said before my mom brings me in a hug.

"Oh, Heather, my sweet baby girl!" My mom says as she hugs me tight.

"Wow, you guys are actually happy to see me?" Really, I am surprised. I thought that me away from home was freedom for them...

"Of course, we're happy to see you," my mom tells me before she looks me in the eye. "We love you no matter what."

"Even when you seem a little hard to handle..." My dad adds, patting my head.

Oh, I feel all soft and cuddly and teary inside. But I just smile at my parents. I'm really happy to see them again.

Suddenly, I remembered Harold and I quickly motioned to him. "Um, guys...this is-"

"Harold," my dad says before he brings him into a manly hug. "So good to see you!"

Something tells me that there will be no family problems for my relationship.

"Um, how did you guys get here?" I ask my mom.

"My parents brought them." I look over and see Henrietta smiling at us. Next to her were three redheads and a brunette man.

Harold's family.

"We met Harold's parents during a business trip," my dad tells me. He smiles at Harold's dad before shaking his hand.

"Harold!" Harold's redhead mom squeals before she rushes toward her son and hugs him. "Oh, my baby boy! My sweet little baby boy!"

"Mom!" Harold said, but he smiles anyway.

"I'm never been a prouder father, son," his brunette dad said before he hugged him as well.

"Yeah, you're not as big a dork," another redhead boy with glasses and the tackiest shirt I've ever seen said as he patted Harold. This must be his brother. He smiles at me, a gap like Cody's. "I mean, you did snag the hot babe." Okay, eww...

"This place smells," a little redhead girl complained as she looked around. Oh, his bratty sister...red hair, freckles, green eyes. Wow, the kids in Harold's family got their looks from the mother.

"And you're Heather," his mom said before she approaches me and hugs me. "What a lovely girl you are." I guess she doesn't care about my bald head covered by my hideous wig.

"Uh, thanks," I tell her. Wow, she's beautiful...Henrietta's captured her mother's looks well. So did Harold.

"Here comes our boy's yacht!" His dad shouts before pointing.

The yacht came our way and we didn't waste a second getting on and getting this party started.

I look toward my parents as they walk in, arm-in-arm, same for Harold's parents. They may be old, but that doesn't stop them from reliving their youth when they were young and had fallen in love.

It was like looking into the future.

I smile at Harold before I place my arm in his and we followed everyone into yacht. I turn around and see Trent and Henrietta following behind us, arm-in-arm.

I see the future, alright.
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Gwen's POV...

This is a pretty sweet party. Good music, good food, and I got a thousand bucks.

But if there's one thing I don't got...

I turn from the punch bowl and see Trent and Henrietta sitting at a nearby table, playfully feeding each other fried shrimp. I watch as Trent playfully takes away the shrimp puff away from her mouth and pops it into his instead. And they both laugh.

I feel something inside me...Guilt? Sadness? Regret? I don't know...

But Trent looks happy...looks even happier than he had when he was with me. It hurts to say that but it's the truth. Henrietta works so much better with him and goofy ways.

Going back to 'helping her out' by telling her to 'be careful'...I regret that. I guess I wasn't entirely ready to let Trent go. Well, I did let him go, but I meant I wasn't ready to see him with someone else...while I have no one. And heck no am I going for Cody!

But now...now Trent has moved on.

And so should I.

I watch as Trent kisses Henrietta before he leaves for a few moments. And I walk over to her table.

"Henrietta?" Seriously, I was nervous after our last encounter.

She looks at me, and I can see a gleam of anger in her green eyes. "What, Gwen?" I can still sense scary hostility.

I took a deep breath. "Look, I was stupid...I didn't know what else to do...and seeing all this..." I motioned to her, suddenly seeing Trent's guitar in her lap. "I guess I'm paying a price, huh?" I force a chuckle.

"What are you telling me, Gwen?" She asks me carefully, eyeing me.

I give her a sad smile. "Take care of Trent, okay?" The weight of those words brought me down just a bit, and I felt like sinking.

I'm giving up Trent, I'm giving him up completely.

I'm moving on just as he had.

Henrietta's just looks at me for a few moments. Then she smiles. "I will."

And with that said, I return the smile before I walk off.

Goodbye, Trent.

Suddenly, a plate of fries was shoved in my face.

It's Leshawna, and she's giving me a sympathetic smile. "Breakup Therapy, plate for two." And she places an arm around me before we walk off.

"Thanks, Leshawna," I tell her before popping a fry into my mouth.

"Hey, girl, you ain't the only one who needs to heal," she said with a sad smile before she glances behind her shoulder.

It's Harold, of course.

"Ladies!" I turn around and there's Cody, smiling like an idiot. "Need a shoulder to cry on? I'm here!"

"Oh, go stuff your face," I said before taking a few fries and shoving them into his mouth so he would shut up.
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Cody's POV...

Gwen digs me.

I mean, she fed me, even though some of the fries hit the back of my throat...

Still, if she ever needs a man in her life, I'm that man.

Like I said before, if Harold can get a girl, I can, too.

I'm making progress, baby!
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Leshawna's POV...

So Gwen and I have gone through breakups...we're healing nicely.

So Gwen completely lost Trent to Henrietta and I totally lost Harold to Heather...but we have to move on.

While maybe one day I'll look back on this and feel a pang of regret and loss, I will always have white boy in my heart.

As that old saying goes, 'It's better to have loved and lost. Than never to have loved at all.'

There's also the saying, 'If you were loved once, you can be loved again'.

Amen to that, man.
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Henrietta's POV...

What Gwen told me...that must have taken a lot of will power to actually spit it out.

Maybe I was too hard on her...maybe I wasn't. All I know is that she's finally letting go of Trent, no more 'I'm trying to help' crap just to make him look bad so she can still have him in a certain way.

So Gwen's cool now...

But enough about Gwen, my little brother won Total Drama Action.

I'm so proud of him. I've always been proud of him. I'm proud to call him my brother as I am proud to call myself his sister.

He worked through, he overcame obstacles, he made it to the finish. And he shared his prize with everyone, even to those bastards that did him wrong. But still, my brother is very sweet and can't hate someone for very long. While I totally disagree that a friendship can be formed between him and Mr. Green Day, it's nice to see them on some good terms. If Duncan does anything stupid, my brother can whoop his butt.

So mom and dad are here, Heidi and Howard are here...Heather's parents are here. We're all on this yacht together, celebrating my brother's victory.

I can't stop saying that I'm so proud of him.
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Noah's POV...

"I guess I was right," I said as I sat across from Henrietta's table, looking away from my book. "You really are in a relationship with a younger guy."

She flashes me a smile...a smile that seems kind of...pretty.

"Nothing's wrong with dating certain ages, young, sophisticated, intelligent Noah," she tells me in this baby voice.

Young? Sophisticated? Intelligent? No one here has called me that before...

Why do my hands suddenly fear clammy? "S-still..." My voice is shaking. "You're a cougar, you know that, right?"

She laughs...she sounds like a little girl. "Who says cougars aren't people?" She didn't sound angry...she sounded kind of charming. "We cougars just live how we want to live, like any would live. And with our young, hot boyfriends...Maybe one day you'll see what that's like." And she winks at me.

My eyes widen at the thought. I'm too smart and young for a cougar that might look like Rosie O' Donnel! But why does the thought of-

"Maybe not now," she said in this slight-seductive tone. "But who knows? Maybe you'll develop a crush on some older woman."

"Oh, uh..." I was a lost for words. "I don't think-"

"He likes Madonna!" I wheel around to see Izzy, arm-in-arm with Owen, smiling at me.

"No, I don't!" I shout but she just smiles at me before she and Owen rush off. Oh, not true! Even thought Madonna has eyes blue as an ocean and hair bright as gold-

Oh, snap out of it, Noah!

I feel hot...my sweater feels all sticky with sweat inside.

"Don't worry, Madonna boy," Henrietta laughs before she turns back to her shrimp."Oh, and Noah? You got ketchup on your face."

I feel my face. It's not ketchup.

I'm blushing.

"Hey, babe," Trent greets her before siting beside her.

"Hey, yourself, handsome," she greets before she kisses his cheek.

Maybe older women aren't so bad?
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Heather's POV...

So Harold and I, we're standing outside, enjoying the view of the night as well as enjoying each other's company. While everyone else is inside having a good time, we're having a good time just being alone together on this nice night.

"So what do your parents do?" I ask him.

"My dad's a doctor," he explains. "My mom's a wrestler."

I blink. "A wrestler?" Now I know where Harold got his skills from...

"Yeah, she's Big Momma."

"Big Momma?" I exclaim. "One of Canada's best female wrestlers?"

"Yeah, that's her," he smiles. "I know. You can barely recognize her without her black and blue mask."

"Wow..." I said. "So that big mansion on the hill...it's yours, huh?"

"Yeah..." He says while averting his eyes. "But still, winning the million dollars is great...I'm going to donate some of it to my little sister's girl scout group."

"Aw, that's so nice..." He keeps getting better and better, doesn't he?

Suddenly, his shirt began to squirm, and out pops his little pet snake. We laugh as the snake hisses, and I think I see a smile.

"I'll be right back," he says before walking back into the room. I smile as I watch him go...

"He's quite a lucky guy..."

I turn around and who do I find? Tyler.

"Oh, hey, Tyler..." I greet. We haven't really spoken to each other that well, if you could count that one time when I caught him with Lindsey when we were still in an alliance back in TDI.

"S'up?" He greets before nodding. "Heather, I really got say...you've changed a lot this season."

I blush. "Yeah, thanks...and, uh, sorry I hit you with a dodgeball back in season 1...and then hit you with a canoe."

He laughs. "It's all good." He turns back toward the moonlight.

I look at him. "Hey, aren't you suppose to be inside? You know, with Lindsey?"

Tyler gives me a sad smile. "Like to. But then it would take a while before Lindsey can recognize me again..."

Oh, yeah, cute but dumb Lindsey always forgetting everyone's names...I feel bad for Tyler. He's her boyfriend and she can't remember his freaking name!

"Hey, she still likes you," I assure him. "Even though she doesn't know your name, you're hot enough for her to know she's yours."

"Yeah, I guess you're right..." He laughs. Then he looks at me. "You think I'm hot?"

"Oh, uh..." I didn't mean it in that way, I meant it as-"It's a compliment, I swear! Nothing more!" The last thing I want is to be another Gwen and be accused for liking someone's boyfriend.

"Easy, man," he laughs. "It's all good." And with that he left his side and returned back to the party. Not before turning back to me. "By the way, I think you're kind of hot, too..."

I laugh. Good thing Lindsey's too stupid to know who's really Tyler or she would be biting my head off.
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Harold's POV...

I spot the only snake charmer besides me hanging around the buffet table.

"Hey, DJ," I called.

"Hey, man," he greets me with a smile. "Congrats again on the win." And we bump knuckles.

"Thanks, DJ," I said. DJ's really a good guy, I assure you. He's just easily brought into a bad crowd, like Duncan's. "Hey, can you do me a favor?"

"Hey, man, this is your night," he tells me. "Anything, dude."

"Okay," I said before I took out my precious pet and showed her to him. "Watch her, will you?"

He takes a good look at my snake then gently takes her in his hands. "Aw, she's beautiful..." Wow, DJ really has overcome his fear of snakes. "What's her name?"

"Leia," I said proudly.

"Oh, I get it," he laughs. "Named after Princess Leia from Start Wars, sci-fi fan?"

I look at him funny. "No, she's named after my granny. Her name was Leia." Though Granny Leia did love Star Wars and enjoyed watching them all until she died...

"Oh..." DJ's voice trails off before looking at snake Leia once more. "Uh, cool name."

"Thanks," I said told him before I went back to Heather. I found her smiling as she looked toward the moonlight.

"I'm back," I said before I stood next to her.

"Missed you," she told me sweetly.

"Ditto," I laugh. We continue looking toward the sky. "So...seasons 2's over..."

"Yeah..." She says quietly. "But I have this feeling we're just starting something anew..."

"Yeah, what a bummer that'll be..."

"Not really," she laughs. "Though it will suck, at least we're all in this together."

"Hey, just like that song." I'm not a dedicated fan of High School Musical, but the movies were pretty cool; though the second and third sucked. But that Kaycee Stroh sure is pretty..."Maybe we should sing it sometime in the third season."

Heather laughs. "Third season? Sing? Please!"

"Yeah, singing for an entire season could kill you," I laugh. "But I'm sure Chris wouldn't make us do something like that..."

"I hope not," Heather laughs. "I don't think I can sing and dance at the same time. Plus, I bet the songs will be crap."

"Not if we choose our songs," I suggest. "Remember? All YouWanted?"

"It's All I Wanted," she corrects.

"And you got what you wanted!" I chime in. We both laugh.

And I definitely got what I wanted.
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Heather's POV...

It's just so beautiful tonight. Standing out here, on a yacht, reminds me of that ending scene in the Fantastic Four movie where Reed and Susan stood outside the party and then Reed proposed to her...

Speaking of proposals..."Hey, Harold?"

"Yeah?"

I lift my hand up to show him the ring he gave me. "Remember?"

"Oh, yeah..." He blushes. He looked so cute like this.

"Are you asking me to marry you?" I ask softly. Really, I'm not bothered, it's just...wow...

"Well, not right now..." He says. "I mean, I'm not sure if you would..."

I smile at him. "Harold, we've known each other for long, even when we never really spoken to each other that much back in TDI..." I glance at the ring once more. "You should know my answer..." I said I would never let him go, and I'm keeping that promise. And he's perfect, no other guy can match up to him.

And he gave me one of the biggest smiles in the world, and it just made my heart melt. Then he embraced me.

"I love you, Heather..." He whispers to me.

My lip trembles. Hearing those words just makes you want to cry, you know? "L-love you, too..."

Then we gaze into each other's eyes. My gray ones meeting his green ones...

Then we lean toward each other and kiss.

As I said way in the beginning, it's amazing that we've come this far after TDI ended. And that was not sarcasm right there.

We've gone through major drama, rivalry, heartbreak, and even near-death experiences. But all in all, it led us, me and Harold, to something we both never really thought would happen.

We had both been very different people, thinking the other a complete opposite. But then came a time for closure, and then we got to know each other...

We learned about each other being made fun of sometime in our lives, insulted for who we were.

He had been broken...

...and I fixed him.

Just like he fixed me.

This.

Season.

Rocked.
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Well, that's it! Thanks again to everyone who read this story! It really means a lot to me how much you guys love my stories! Hugs to all! :)