One more chapter to go...

Alejandro's POV
I smirked at myself when I saw Heather's cheeks heat up. I like it when she blushes. But that is never a good thing. If Heather blushes, it kinda turns me on and I begin to taunt Heather even more but sexually....

Speaking of Heather, I can tell she knows something is wrong. I cannot keep lying to her- she is very smart to know that I am lying and sooner or later she will figure it out.

I do not want to tell her because it will break my heart to do so. So I will keep up the charade but I do not know how I will cope since Total Drama is ending the day after tomorrow.

****

Something hit my head, causing me to wake up from my slumber.

"Que?" I mumbled, rubbing my head.

"Wake up. It's challenge time," Chris said.

I jumped out of bed and went to change into my usual clothes. I saw Mike exiting the room and I immediately remembered the plan Heather and I made yesterday.

I have to tear those two apart because they are beginning to be a threat. I know for a fact that Zoe is more gullible than Mike. I am avoiding Mike for one reason:

In Total Drama All Stars, Mike had this new personality to him. He suffers from a multi-personality disorder so he has a lot of personalities; Chester, an old man, Vito, a really hot guy, Svetlana, a Russian gymnast, Manitoba Smith, a guy who wears a fedora and has an Australian accent who loves stuff to do with the wild (he could be on the show Survivor) and the worst of them all, Mal, a really evil guy who was in juvenile (that's what Duncan claims).

I had a bad reputation in Total Drama and by the end of Total Drama World Tour, everyone knew it. But not everyone from World Tour came to All Stars so I had a shot of manipulating others. But Mal showed up and replaced me. He played with people, like a harp, turning them against me after telling them about my reputation as an antagonist.

He was truly evil- he was worse than me. He nearly killed me but anytime I tried to warn anyone about him, he came in the way. He is the reason of my elimination, but I warned Zoe before I left.

I had found evidence that he was evil because he broke Sierra's phone and Sam's game guide. The evidence was in the surveillance cameras Chris installed (thank you, Chris) and I put all the footage in the CD. Mal knew that I had evidence, so he tried to kick me out of the show.

He was successful but before I left, I told Zoe that the clue was in the art. Zoe figured it out before Mal could destroy the CD that I had hidden in one of Chris' portraits in the spa hotel.

I know that Zoe got rid of Mal because I was his helper at the last episode of All Stars but I am not taking any chances. Mal might have come back and is putting up a fake image that he is Mike, again.

Nonetheless, I have got my eyes on Mike for any strange behavior. But just to be sure, I have to make sure that Zoe and Mike get eliminated. And with the help of Heather, I am more than sure that we will be successful.

"Listen up contestants for today's challenge," Chris said.

"Chris, can we at least have something to eat?" Gwen whined.

"I'm starving!" Zoe agreed.

"Shhh," Chris shushed them. "Today's challenge is an eating competition. That's why I haven't fed you yet. Boy, do I wish Owen was here,"

My stomach gurgled at the sound of that. I remember that last eating competition in Total Drama World Tour, we were in China and their food was disgusting (no offence). I do not have a strong stomach so I manipulated Courtney to eat the food for me because she said that she has a 'strong stomach'. So anytime we would be served, I would pretend to drop my hair band but I would give her the food to eat while I pretend that I had finished it.

But Heather caught us and forced Chris to make Courtney to wear a mask to prove I was not cheating. So I had to eat the food. My tongue burned at the horrendous meal and my stomach could not hold it much longer. So I lost the challenge thanks to Heather's clever eye.

Heather must have remembered the same thing because she gave me a side glance then spoke. "Is it real food? Not like last time's?

"Yes. There's steak, pancakes, ribs, chicken-" Chris was cut off.

"Umm, Chris? I'm a vegan so I can't eat the meat," Bridgette said.

"Well in that case, Geoff will have to eat everything for you while you dine with me," Chris told her. "One person will eat each food, except for Geoff of course. First up is juicy, barbecue ribs so decide amongst yourselves who's going to eat that. Oh, and one more thing. Watch out for surprises in the food,"

Chef came with four plates filled with mouth-watering ribs. My stomach grumbled but I decided to be a gentleman.

"You can do the first challenge," I offered to Heather.

"Good because I was going to say the same thing," Heather answered, going to the table.

It was Heather versus Mike, Gwen and Trent.

"On your marks. Get set. Eat!" Chris blew a bullhorn. "Shall we?" He said to Bridgette, extending his arm like a gentleman.

"Sure," Bridgette took his extended arm and went to have breakfast inside.

"Chef, you're in charge," Chris yelled over his shoulder.

Heather began to stuff her face with the juicy ribs, smearing the barbecue sauce over her face, that my stomach began to whine about how that should be me.

La paciencia es una virtud, mi amigo, I patted my stomach as I continued to watch Heather.

(Translation: Patience is a virtue, my friend)

Heather was halfway through her pile. Mike was nearly halfway while Gwen and Geoff had finished a quarter of her food.

Heather glanced over at Mike's food and her eyes widened at how close he was to her. Her eyes narrowed and I grinned.

I know that look, because I have worn it many times.

She is going to sabotage Mike.

This is why I love her- we think alike.

Heather dug into her ribs and carefully pulled out a mouse trap and sneaked it into Mike's food. Afterwards, she continued to stuff her face with food.

Mike's tongue finally was caught in the trap and he screamed in pain, which bought Heather time to eat her food.

Heather was not done yet. She sabotaged Gwen's food by sneaking some fire ants into her food.

How she did it, I do not know. Where they came from, I do not know. All I know was, a few seconds later after the fire ants spread out in the food, Gwen let out a piercing scream.

"Fire ants!" She screamed, trying to get them off her tongue.

"Mouth twap," Mike yelled, his tongue caught in the middle of the mouse trap.

Geoff looked at me and I winked at him. He winked back and began to eat faster.

But so that it does not look strange that Heather had no "surprise" in her food, she also screamed.

"Fire ants! McLean, you will pay!" She fake screamed, spitting to add some effect.

"Ow, a cwab," Geoff said with a crab dangling from his tongue.

Chris returned with Bridgette, laughing his head off.

Heather finished first and Geoff second, after he pulled out the crab in his tongue.

Chris faced the camera. "Heather wins. So she and Alejandro are leading. Geoff is second, so he and Bridgette are second. Mike, third and Gwen, last even though neither of them have finished their plate. Round two will be continued, right after the break,"

****
"We're back for round two. Alejandro, Trent, Zoe and Geoff, please come here," Chris said.

Mike and Gwen were seating on the bench, cheering their partners. Bridgette gave Geoff a kiss on the cheek for motivation.

Where was my motivation?

Heather threatened to rip my balls off if I lost and then went to the bathroom to wash her face.

She'd make a great motivational speaker.

Chef brought pancakes, dripping with maple syrup and butter.

Muy bueno, I thought to myself. Alas, my friend, you will suffer no more, I said to my stomach.

Sì, it agreed.

"On your marks. Get set. Eat!" Chris blew the bullhorn again.

My hands began to destroy the tower of pancakes as I stuffed them one by one. My heart melted at how they were so soft, had enough sugar and chewy they were. Just the way I like it. The maple syrup and butter complimented the pancakes, adding a tangy sweet and delicious taste in my mouth.

My stomach growled for more and I fed it more. I turned to Trent and Zoe, who were nearing me and I looked at Heather who had returned and was smiled at me, cheekily. I gave her a cheeky wink before I began to look for ways to sabotage them. I pretended to drop my hair band.

"Oops. My hair band fell," I excused myself as I scavenged for something to use. That was when I saw a scorpion crawl past me and I grinned.

"Hello there, my friend," I said quietly. "You will be of service to me,"

I grabbed the scorpion and pretended to yawn. "Found it," I announced.

As I yawned, I threw the scorpion at Zoe's food since she was nearer to me than Trent. I went back to eating.

"Ow," She yelled, some seconds later. "Scorpion!" She began to run around in pain.

I was not keen on the traps on my food because I happened to stumble on a grenade, filled with a horrible stench.

"Ay caramba," I groaned as I held my nose in disgust.

Chris and Heather burst into laughter simultaneously and I scowled at both of them. I, however, continued to eat.

But when I heard Trent snicker beside me, I narrowed my eyes. I may not be able to sabotage Heather because she is my partner or Chris because he has the money but I can sabotage Trent.

Lets see how you like it, I thought.

I dug for another grenade and slipped it into his food. I continued to eat while holding my breath when a few seconds later, Trent screamed, "Itching powder!"

That left Geoff and I. I finished first because Geoff was stung by bees but he preserved and finished second, unlike the others.

"Alejandro wins! Geoff, second. Trent, third and Zoe last. Next round, bananas, for Bridgette's sake because it wouldn't be fair if she didn't compete," Chris said.

Geoff went to the infirmary and I went to change my clothes because they really smelt bad, like a sewage. No, like a swamp. No, who am I kidding? It smells like Owen's farts when he has eaten beans.

I came back to see Bridgette sabotaging Mike's bananas by sneaking a baby crab on the side of the plate. I beamed at her mischievousness. She has learnt well. I am so proud of her.

Great. Now I sound like a woman.

Grow a pair, mi amigo, my mind pitched in.

After you, I thought.

You do realize that I am a part of you so..,my inner voice reminded me.

Yes, I know. So I am insulting myself, I thought.

I sighed.

And talking to yourself, my inner voice added.

I turned to Heather who was competing against Gwen. Gwen's face reminded me of Courtney's when she drank fruit punch from out of the toilet. It was vomit green.

Speaking of vomit...

"Blleeerrghhh," Gwen heaved herself on the bushes, vomiting on the poor plants and animals.

"Disqualified. Gwen and Trent are officially last. If you puke, you're out,"

That left Mike.

Mike had removed the crab and went to help Gwen when Heather "accidentally" (note the quotes) threw a banana peel making Mike slip, spin 360 degrees in the air and then fall flat on his face with a splat.

Chris burst out laughing. "Ooh. Painful but hilarious," He winced but continued to laugh hysterically.

Zoe glared at Chris then rushed to Mike's aid. "Mike, are you okay?" Zoe lifted his head to reveal Mike's red face.

"Ow," He yelped. "My face is swollen but it'll cool down,"

"Can you still compete?" Zoe asked, like she was talking to a baby.

"Even if he could, he can't because Heather is first, yet again, and Bridgette is second. So you guys are third, again," Chris said. "Last but not least, it's time for another dessert, a huge ice cream sundae which has vanilla, strawberry and chocolate, loaded with sprinkles and chocolate syrup,"

"That's not fair," Heather whined. "How come we get bananas and they get ice cream?"

"Because I said so," Chris replied childishly. "Now eat!"

I took the spoon and began to eat as fast as I could without getting a brain freeze. Chocolate is my favorite flavor because it is just as sweet as me but also deceitful because of how it tempts a lot of people into doing things, just like me.

Heather was mad. I could tell it by how she stomped to her seat with another banana in her hand. Her face lit up when she saw me staring at her and peeled the banana. She put her lips on it and began to suck on it, like she was sucking a....

Mierda, I cursed.

(Translation: Holy shit)

Focus on the ice cream, Alejandro. Ignore Heather, I told myself over and over.

But I could not because a few seconds later, Chris let out a laugh. "Oh my sweet Jesus, Alejandro are you seeing what you're partner is doing?"

I had to look up. Heather was no sucking hard, going up and down.

Look away, I forced myself. I finished my ice cream first, but I thinking about what Heather was doing and my thing down there began to twitch.

Oh, that is one lucky banana.

"Heather, you are more sick and twisted than anyone I know. You're just as messed up as me," Chris said, after laughing. He turned to me and his eyes widened. "And Alejandro,"

Heather looked at me and she tossed the banana, her eyes widened, too.

"What?" I asked.

"Umm, A-Alejandro?? Y-you might want to check your p-pants," Gwen stammered, trying not to laugh.

I went to the bathroom and I gasped. Apparently, I had gotten a boner from just watching that. Confused? Let me tell what I see. What I see is my dick bulging out of my pants, raised.

Well, that explains why I feel more horny.

Stop it, I hissed and after a few minutes in the bathroom, I got out.

****

"The guys leaving tonight are: Gwen and Trent, Zoe and Mike," Chris said.

"Bye Bridge," Gwen hugged Bridgette goodbye.

Now I see why she did not sabotage Gwen. Gwen and Bridgette are best friends.

"Bye Gwen," Bridgette squeezed her back.

"Good luck," Gwen wished.

"Thanks. I'll come over to your place once this show finishes tomorrow," Bridgette let go off Gwen.

"Bye, dude," Geoff hugged Trent.

"See you later, man," Trent hugged Geoff.

"Bye, Heather," Zoe hugged Heather.

Heather hugged her back but after a second or two. She was probably shocked.

"Bye Zoe," Heather said.

"Bye Alejandro," Mike held out his arms.

"Goodbye, my friend," I said, hiding the superstition I had as I hugged him back.

"Bye Alejandro," Zoe came up to me and hugged me.

"Adiós chica," I hugged her briefly.

"Gwen, Trent, Zoe and Mike have left making it from the final 4 to the final 2 who are Alejandro and Heather, and in a surprise twist Bridgette and Geoff. And because Heather has made laugh so much, I am making the reward not one million but two freaking million dollars,"

Heather's eyes widened and she jumped, screaming in excitement. Then after realizing what she was doing, she stopped and regained her posture but her eyes were glowing in excitement and she was fighting a cute smile on her face.

She looked adorable.

"Who will win the two million dollars? The chilled out, crazy and kissing couple Geoff and Bridgette? Or will it be the manipulative and antagonistic couple Alejandro and Heather? Tune in to the next and final episode of Total Drama, The Grand Reunion,"

****
Heather could not do what she did to me and escape without any punishment.

So after dinner, Heather and I parted ways with Geoff and Bridgette. I led Heather into my room so that we could hangout a bit before we go to sleep. Heather jumped onto my bed, jumping on it, excitedly.

"Can you believe it? Two million dollars! Geoff and Bridgette better just hand it to us because they know we'll whoop their asses," Heather said.

"Yes. And then we will be millionaires. You get a million and I get a million," I shut the the door and locked it.

"A million bucks! What am I going to do with that?" Heather settled down on my bed. "I am going to buy part of Europe. I plan to rule that entire continent before I turn 30,"

I kept quiet about my plans. Unfortunately, I cannot tell them to Heather.

"You know what I am going to do?" I said, turning to Heather with a cheeky grin. "I am going to buy a pair of handcuffs and a long whip,"

Heather looked confused. "Why the hell would you want handcuffs and a whip?"

"So that I can handcuff you to the bed and whip your big butt over and over until it turns the perfect shape of red,"

Heather turned white. "Why would you do that?"

"For making me get a boner in public," I had grabbed Heather by her shirt and I had lifted her up.

"You're mad about that? It was a little joke. I wanted to make you laugh, not horny," Heather squirmed, kicking her legs.

"You wanted to make me laugh? I nearly went blind!" I put her down on my bed, straddling her waist.

"Oh come on. I thought you've had sex with other girls. You were telling me how good you were," Heather snorted.

I laughed at her good memory. "Okay, funny girl. Let me see you laugh,"

I began to tickle her and Heather bit her lip to prevent from bursting out laughing. But when I made funny faces while doing tickling her, she could no longer hold her laugh back.

My hands went faster and her laughing increased and she began to snort, unattractively, making me me snicker.

"What's...so...funny? I'm...the one....being...tickled," Heather wheezed and said in between laughs.

"You snort when you laugh," My snicker turned into a full on, hysterical laugh.

"Shut...up!" Heather said.

I stopped tickling her and we laughed together. Suddenly, I noticed how I was inches away from her lips. Heather must have noticed me looking at her lips because she began to look at mine, too.

I leaned in and brushed her nose, making her giggle.

"I have never heard you giggle," I chuckled.

"I told you I'm going through changes," She replied.

"Changes? I think this is a topic for you and your mom to discuss but I will tell you, a lot of things will happen to you," I said.

Heather laughed. "Not in that way, you idiot. I meant that I have been staying around you for most of this season, that you're breaking through my walls,"

"Is that a good thing?"

"I honestly don't know,"

Heather stared at me with her big, mysterious black eyes. Her eyes began to dilate and I looked at her face.

I honestly think God spent a little more time making her face than all the women I have met.

She looked like an angel. Her flawless skin. Her adorable, tiny nose. Her black hair tucked under those little, cute earlobes. And her pink lips. Her lips were calling out to me and in 5 seconds, I was going to give in to their plea.

"Heather. I am going to kiss you in 5 seconds. You can leave or you can stay. Your choice," I warned her.

Heather just stayed perfectly still as I counted silently in my head.

Cinco...Cuatro...Tres...Dos..Uno.

Heather grinned as I leaned in, to kiss the life out of those lips, just like I did in Owen's party.