I don't own Total Drama or any of its characters, but I do own my OCs.

Chapter Four: Dealing With Regulars

Courtney asked them, "So, are you guys ready to go to where the currently regulars are?"

Sierra cocked her head to the side, "I don't know, I mean I don't really feel like staying here all alone with you guys, but they haven't experienced... this. Having new abilities and all the sensations that come along with it. I mean, they just don't get the sensation of flying on your own power."

"Or just the simple fact of being able to use 25% more brain power than before and being more of a know-it-all then ever." Noah continued.

"Or being able to see, smell, hear, taste, and feel more than ever and having the speed and reactions to dodge Sierra." Cody added.

"They will think we're different, but," Courtney grinned, "I can't wait till Owen sees how much more food I can eat than him." She giggled, "Let's go, but guys," Courtney continued, "When we get around the other contestants, I will be talking more with my mind than with my mouth. It will be easier since I'll have to filter out more thoughts along with premonitions and my other powers. It seems most of my powers deal with mainly my mind. If I get any premonitions that concern you I'll be sure to pass them on, though."

They all stood up and headed to the Mess Hall where Courtney had informed them that most of the campers were at. It was a good thing because Cody's stomach started to growl and both Sierra and Noah admitted to being hungry. Courtney giggled 'I'm hungry, too. And, yes, I know I ate a lot, but my powers made my metabolism grow so there's no helping it.' Everyone laughed at that and walked into the Mess Hall.

As they entered everyone stopped eating and talking and looked at the four of them. Owen grinned at them and said, "Hey, buddies!"

With that the four of them grinned and Cody, Sierra and Noah headed for the area where Chef was doling out meals. Courtney just sat down at an empty table.

Duncan called out, "Hey, Princess, is your power to need no food or something?" He chuckled, "Cause I'm pretty sure Heather already called that one!"

Courtney merely smiled at his taunts and replied, "I sort of ordered out." As she said it five interns walked in carrying platters filled with food. Everyone's jaws dropped to the floor except for Cody, Sierra, and Noah's. As Courtney began eating, with Owen's jealous eyes boring into her back, the three already mutated teens heard 'Don't eat the desert. It will make you sick for a week.' ring through their heads. They all proceeded to skip the desert and headed over to Courtney's table.

"Hey, Courtney," Owen said jealously, "How did you get all that food?"

Courtney looked over at him with a slight grin, 'My mutations make me need much more food then normal, Owen. I can call out for some for you if you really want, though.'

Owen's jaw dropped, "Were you just in my mind talking?" All the other campers looked at him strangely as they had heard nothing in their minds.

Courtney giggled and this time let everyone hear her, 'I have telepathy. It's much easier and more private than talking out loud. Now, do you want the food, Owen?'

Owen grinned at her and nodded. Within five minutes three trays of food piled high with meat, junk food, and deserts came in and the interns had to dodge to avoid Owen's leap at the food. Through all the food in his mouth everyone could just make out the words, "Thanks, Courtney." come through his mouth.

All of the campers, excluding those already mutated (and Owen who was too busy chowing down), watched in amazement as Courtney ate more than even Owen could put down, and in less time too.

"Hey," Duncan called over, "How did you get all that good food anyways? Why don't you have to eat Chef's slop, too?" All the campers nodded as they had been wondering that, as well.

Courtney shot Duncan a grin, "I now have a metabolism that has specific needs that can't be fulfilled by Chef's," giggle, "wonderful," snicker, snicker, "meals. I've told my reason, now, Duncan, care to tell us why you get all that stolen merchandise that you hide under your bed, or does Chris not know about it... yet."

Duncan's eyes widened and he just managed to get out, "You little-" before Chris walked in.

Sorry if the story centers on Courtney. I meant for it to be about Cody, Courtney, Sierra, Noah, and two other campers, but, seeing as Courtney is my favorite character, I tend to focus on her a lot.