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Alejandro POV (finally)

Waking up today was much harder than usual because my muscles were as heavy as Owen.

Impossible to get up.

But somehow, I found myself whistling a tune as I got prepared for the day.

Today Chris has let all of us have a vacation for the day, but while others look at it as a day of relaxation, I look at it as a way of forming alliances.

Believe it or not, Heather came up with the idea. I was thinking about it before she mentioned it, but I wanted it to be in private and in secrecy but I suppose this can work as well.

I showered and changed not into my usual clothes, but in a vest and my pants, and a buckled belt. I tied my hair into a ponytail, wore my necklace (which is in the shape of a bull), grabbed my sunglasses and headed out to the dining area where everyone was.

As usual, my charming and breath taking looks made everyone stop in their tracks- and by everyone, I mean the girls, even Heather.

I took a moment to examine what she was wearing. She was in a tank top with shorts, her hair was flowing down her back and she was in sunglasses as well. She was wearing a brooch and her sandals that she usually wears.

There were no words to explain how breath taking she looked.

Snapping out of my drooling state, I casually walked towards the buffet and served myself some food before sliding into a seat beside Heather. She was poking at her food, looked up at me for a moment, and then went back to stabbing her food.

"Hello Heather," I greeted cheerfully.

Heather eyed me suspiciously, eyeing me up and down. "What have you done?"

"What do you mean?" I asked, baffled and slightly amused.

"What have you done? Why are you acting so cheerful? Did you put itching power in my bag as revenge of what I did to you?" Heather took off her sunglasses and then bombarded me with questions.

"Nothing. Because it's a beautiful day now that you're here," I paused to wink. "And so you're the one who put itching powder on me," I raised my eyebrow, answering all her questions.

Heather gulped down her orange juice and sucked in her lips.

"I'll get you back. After all, revenge is my middle name," I replied taking a bite of my toast.

"Are you sure it's not jerk, because I'm pretty sure it is," Heather muttered.

"A good looking, charismatic, charming, athletic, handsome jerk?" I mocked Heather.

"More like an egoistic, self centered, cocky, stubborn and arrogant jerk," Heather shot back.

"That hurt Heather," I placed a hand on my chest, pretending to be hurt.

"Good. It was supposed to. And by the way, you're not quite the actor I expected," Heather rolled her eyes.

"How?" I sipped my apple juice.

"You've had a lot of experience seducing girls from what I can tell," Heather eyed me from head to toe. "So I thought you'd be good at acting,"

"I am good," I declared, taking off my sunglasses.

"You can fool the others, not me," Heather interjected.

"I seduce every girl I meet," I insisted.

"Not Sierra, Beth, oh and wait, me."

"Sierra is obsessed with Cody so I try not to get in her way, Beth is useless to me so I've never gone near her but you are a work in progress,"

"A work in progress? How's that working out for you?"

"Good, actually. It won't be long Heather,"

"Keep dreaming, lover boy. I'm going to the jacuzzi," Heather stood up to leave, after picking up her glasses.

"Oh, trust me. Dreaming about you is sort of my hobby," I trotted after her, picking up my sunglasses.

"Creep," Heather muttered before going to her room.

The sun struck me with its rays as I got out and I decided to go to the pool since I've had enough of the jacuzzi for one day.

I went and changed into my swimwear and then found Heather talking to Geoff in the jacuzzi as I went to the pool. Geoff's back was on me so she signaled me to Bridgette, who was applying sunscreen.

"Hello Bridgette," I walked towards the blonde.

Bridgette looked startled to see me. I could tell by how she froze at my words and jerked her head towards me, her cheeks flushed and she was struggling to speak.

"Alejandro?" She squeaked. "Um, hi. What's happening?"

"Not much," I answered. "Listen, I'd like to talk to you about something,"

Bridgette nodded for me to go on.

"You see, in the competition, we are very many and nearly each episode, one couple is eliminated," I started.

Bridgette said nothing still but nodded in agreement.

"Everyone here is experienced with the game so there is a lot of competition, meaning people are very clever so anyone can be kicked off," I continued.

Bridgette frowned for a moment before looking back at me.

"Since neither Heather or I don't want to be eliminated, we want to try as much as possible to stay in the game, but, unfortunately, we are a team and we can't fly solo. So I want us to make an alliance," I cut to the chase.

Bridgette's eyes widened. "An alliance? With me and Geoff?"

"Yes. Heather is talking to Geoff right now," I gestured to the two, who were still in the jacuzzi, talking.

"But why us?" Bridgette asked.

"Because, we figured that out of all the competitors, excluding ourselves, you and Geoff are really strong at this game, so together, we are unstoppable," I persuaded.

Bridgette took a moment to think as everything sunk into her head. "And we'll be in the final two; you and Heather, me and Geoff?"

I nodded. "Yes. And we'll help each other so that we all avoid elimination,"

Bridgette bit her bottom lip, which began to annoy me. I really hate it when people bite their bottom lip- it was a weak spot for me. But when Heather does it, I am not upset, for some strange reason but instead, I am more attracted to her.

It's odd.

"Okay, I trust you," Bridgette concluded. "For now,"

"Great," I grinned. "I'm looking forward to seeing you and Geoff in the final two,"

"Yeah," Bridgette gave a small smile before she headed back to Geoff.

I looked at the jacuzzi and there was no sign of Heather. I walked by the pool, thinking she would be there. Almost all of the contestants were hanging out, either in or beside the pool. Also, near the minibar.

I took off my vest and untied my hair, earning a few eyes on me. I ran a hand through my hair as I sighed.

Boredom, we meet again.

Before I could do anything, I could see the pool face to face before falling into it, face first. I held my breath as I swam to the surface, wondering who could have pushed me but I think we all know who it is.

One word, seven letters.

A cackle was the first thing I hear before a roar of laughter erupted. The evil cackle came from Heather, the wicked enchantress.

"You should have seen your face. You were like, AAAHHH!!" Heather faked screaming, her eyes widening and she threw her hands near her ears before laughing again.

"What? I can't hear you. The water must entered my ears," I yelled, putting my hand behind my ear, coming closer to her as she stood at the edge of the pool.

Heather moved closer. "I said-"

With one yank, she was in the water with me, screaming a string of curse words underwater as I laughed, before coming back to the surface but after took a deep breath, I felt myself going back down.

I saw Heather releasing my ankle on my right leg before swimming back up for oxygen. I let take one deep breath, before pulling her back. We had a little water fight; she pushed me away but I'd grab hold of her waist and she would kick her legs frantically, elbowing me in the process, but I'd tickle her here and there and she would crack up.

After a minute, we got back up, panting for air. I tried to catch my breath, while running through my hand through my hair, once again.

"Jerk," Heather showered me with water.

I didn't have any name to call her so I just chuckled which earned me another splash of water, before Heather went back underwater, pulling me back.

This time, my arms slid to her tiny waist as she faced me. Heather glared at me, while I wiggled my eyebrows suggestively. She slapped my shoulder but I caught her hand and placed it on my shoulder.

We stayed that way, while we gazed at each others eyes, examining each other. Heather's hand relaxed on mine but since we are human beings, we had to swim up for air, moments later.

We were panting once again, but this time Duncan and Courtney were seated, with their legs in the pool.

"Man, you guys are panting like you're about to die. How long were you under there?" Duncan asked.

"I-don't-know," I panted.

"Were you two making out? If you were, that must have been some heavy make out session," Duncan grinned.

"We were-" Heather started but I cut her off.

"Making out. You got us," I lied, climbing out of the pool.

"It's about time you love birds kissed. You've been in love with each other for nearly a year," Courtney voiced in.

"Yeah, well, with Heather, it takes a lot of persuasion," I replied.

"I feel you. It took me a while to get princess here," Duncan slugged an arm on Courtney.

I chuckled but I felt a sharp pain and I began to move backwards. I reached out my fingers to make out thin, tiny hands and smiled to myself as I remembered Heather.

"See? Now she can't get her hands off me," I yelled to Duncan, who laughed and gave me a thumbs up.

That's when Heather came to an abrupt stop and Heather spun me around for me to face her.

"How can I help you?" I asked.

"You can help me by saying the truth instead of lying. I would never make out with you," Heather replied, hastily.

Oh brother. Here we go again.

I took Heather by the hand and spun her around so that her back would be on my chest. My arm was near her throat as if I was about to murder her.

"You keep saying that Heather but are you sure?" I purred into her ear and I could tell that I was sending shivers down her spine.

"Quit already. You know it won't work on me," Heather squeaked.

"No. You have to learn that I will get what I want whether you like it or not. But I am sure you like it," I said the last part in a low tone.

"No I don't," Heather sounded more confident.

How sweet, for me.

"So you are telling me that you don't like this?" I asked, rubbing my hand up and down her thigh as I felt her body tense.

"No," She replied in a voice very soft.

"And this?" I began to rub circles in near her circles very slowly, while still running my hand up and down her thigh.

"S-stop," Heather squeaked.

"You mean that I stop doing this?" I was looking forward to what I did be next.

I planted kisses on her neck and her collarbone, still rubbing circles near her stomach and running my hand up and down her thigh. I began to suck on her neck, rapidly after that, inhaling her sweet perfume.

I began to run my hands up and down very fast, suck her neck very hard and rub circles near her stomach harder.

"Alejandro," Heather started but she was cut off by a moan.

"Mm?" I mumbled, not stopping, instead increasing the speed.

"Alejandro," Heather moaned my name.

"Do you want me to stop?" I managed to ask.

Heather paused, shook her head and I continued. Heather was not the only one this for I was enjoying this, too.

Finally, Heather is giving in to me. After all those times of fighting and hatred, we can finally get together.

Or so I thought.

Because a few moments later, Heather kicked me in the groin and I had to stop to shriek and kneel on the ground.

"A little something called boundaries Alejandro. Next time you try to come close to me, I will castrate you, you hear me? And here's a tip; the next time you try this to someone, be more seductive," I heard Heather say as I fell to the ground and I clenched my eyes shut, my lips sucked in to form a straight line as she walked away.

This is the second time she has done this to me. The first time was in World Tour when I was about to throw my dummy and win the million dollars when Heather gave up. I was shocked at first but then that was when Heather admitted that she loved me. I was convinced, more than anything, that she wanted me as much as I wanted her.

So I kissed her. I took my chances and I cupped her cheeks in my palms and went in. Kissing those soft, rosy lips felt phenomenal and just when I was about to deepen the kiss, she kicked me. She kicked me where it hurt.

Not only did she hurt my crotch but she hurt my heart. Then I went sliding down the mountain on an ice cube when she threw her sacrifice into the volcano and the last words I heard was, "Sure boys are good, but a million dollars is better,"

Unfortunately for her, she threw my sacrifice, making me the winner of World Tour. Chris told me to get back to the top and I made my way there, excited that I won. But everyone was running the opposite direction when I caught up to them and I was confused at why they were running away.

Little did I know that the volcano is erupting and I was burned with lava. Hot, burning lava. I was badly injured and Chris locked me up in a robot suit for a year after that to avoid me from suing but I did. That's how he ended up in jail a second time in a row. Or was it third?

The first one was because of leaving toxic waste on the island. The second one I sued and I think Dakota must have sued as well since its his fault that she's a mutant monster. She got in contact with the nuclear waste on the island while working as Chris' intern and from what I heard, her dad was enraged.

Anyways, Heather nearly killed me from that experience and yet she has the audacity to kick me again. She has shamed me enough times on international television and I bet my brother Jose must be peeing his pants, laughing his head off with his 100th girlfriend or something.

In case you didn't know, my brothers and I are players. We flirt and date a lot of chicas. But Jose is cruel, more than I am. From the way he breaks up with girls, it's pretty painful and traumatizing for them, which makes me the nice one in our family.

My father, too, was a player, until her met my mama. Somehow, she had made an impact on him. I learned how to play the game through many, many nannies and that's how I won every girl'a heart.

That is, until I met Heather.

Heather is the most annoying, self centered, malicious and rude girl I've ever met. She is very different from other girls. She really pushes my buttons and gets on my nerves.

I don't know about you, but I think I love Heather even more than before.

*Me grabbing a microphone and start to sing* I wanna know what love is. I want you to show me.

LOL. *tosses microphone*

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Chris McLean/me: "What the heck is wrong with Alejandro? What does he see in Heather? Will Alejandro keep chasing Heather like a love sick puppy? Will Heather damage another part of him, physically or emotionally? Continue reading, right here on Total Drama Reloaded/ Total Drama, The Grand Reunion.

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