Alejandro's POV

After my "interaction" with Heather, I decided to have some time by myself.

Sure I'm crazy about her but I also need my space just like she needs hers.

So I went to the sauna and got a back massage by one of the ladies who worked there and I am so sure that she winked at me.

It was disgusting because I could see a gold ring on her finger and she looks like she's in her middle 30s. I'm only 17!

At dinner, I sat by myself, munching on my food. Sure these guys are "cool", I guess, but I don't fit in with any of them. I cannot consider anyone of them my friends. We are merely acquaintances.

I watched as Owen was competing with Izzy in a food competition. Watching them snarfing down their food made me lose my appetite and I left to go to the beach.

Like Heather, I love water. The waves are so relaxing and when I am frustrated, upset or just lonely, I go there.

But I found Heather seated there, her legs crossed together, as she took deep breaths in and out.

"I'm sorry," I said, turning around. "I didn't know this place is taken,"

"No, no," Heather said softly. "You can come, if you'd like,"

I took her offer and sat beside her, inhaling the salty air. I took deep breaths in and out, trying to relax myself.

"Why are you here?" Heather asked me, and I hadn't noticed that she was watching me.

"I don't feel like staying with the others," I responded, lying on my back, my arms behind my head, staring blankly into space.

"But you're Alejandro. You're popular, everyone loves you," Heather joined me, by lying on her back.

"True, but that doesn't mean that I love them. I don't fit in with any of those guys," I said.

"I didn't expect to hear that from you. I mean have you looked at yourself lately? You're everyone's fantasy, be it a model, boyfriend...I thought you'd be like the jock," Heather responded quietly.

"Well, what about you?" I turned the attention to her. "You're the popular one, too. You're athletic, very beautiful-"

"But I'm the most hated. When everyone hears my name, they scowl at it. Everyone hates me Alejandro, they try to vote me off but I'm very clever to realize it and vote them off," Heather said in a quiet tone.

Heather sat up and ducked her head away. I, also, got up but to comfort her. I had no words to say, I'm not usually good with feelings and emoticons. I rubbed my hand across her back, to try to let her know that I was here.

I removed my hand and pressed my lips into a line. I watched as the tides rolled in, as I sat deep in thought. It was quiet between the two of us, until Heather spoke up.

"You know what? I'm going to let this off my chest because I can't stand to be this way anymore," Heather said frustrated. "I feel so, so...vulnerable!"

I nodded, to let her continue. I didn't know if I was doing the right thing but when she turned to face me, I knew I did.

"Everyone expects the sweet and shy girls like Beth to get all the friends an boys. Everyone thinks that popular people don't have a heart. Everyone thinks that the popular people have it all," Heather started. "But it's not true. First off, I wasn't even popular,"

This made my ears perk up.

My expression must have been really funny because Heather began to laugh. And not just her evil laugh, it was a true laugh, very sincere and sweet.

"Yeah. When I was younger, I was," Heather paused before saying the next bit. "I was fat. I was as fat as Owen, okay not that fat but more of a Sadie or Leshawna kind. But Leshawna has curves, I didn't. I also had braces like Beth. I was bullied. The populars bullied me and stepped over me like I was a rag. One day, it just snapped. All those comebacks in my head, all those insults came out and something in me was set free. When I turned 15, I had lost so much weight and had my braces removed. I became popular but very cruel. I had been hurt before and I didn't want it to happen again so I built a barrier between myself and a person and I would insult them because I was insecure. I've also never had a boyfriend either because boys used to play with me but I'd turn them down since before they treated me so horribly and now, they're kissing up to me,"

I took time to absorb what she said. It was very hard for me to believe that Heather was fat and in braces. It was impossible for me to believe that she was insulted by others.

Suddenly, I felt so angry at the populars who insulted Heather. How dare they! If I were there, I would show them the true Alejandro Burremuerto.

Heather, she is so strong. She's stronger than I've imagined.

"I hate them," I finally said after absorbing the information she had said.

"Yeah well, it's in the past. Now it's your turn. You have to share something with me that you've never told anyone before since I've never told anyone that story," Heather tilted her head.

I took a deep breath.

"Well, I wasn't always this way," I started.

"Big shocker," Heather rolled her eyes.

"When you were speaking, did I interrupt you?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

Heather shook her head and shut her lips.

"When I was little, I used to play with my sister Alicia. We used to be very close, even though she was about 2 years older than me," I paused, clenching my lips together.

Heather must have sensed that what I was going to say was deep and she held my hand and firmly grasped it, letting me know that she was there to support me.

"When Alicia was 15, she had this boyfriend, who I always liked because he was really cool and nice to me. But he made her pregnant, and she ran away. When my parents were asleep, she crept into my room and told me that she would be gone for a while, and that she'll be back soon. But even I knew that was a lie. As she said goodbye, she bit her lip and that's why I get irritated when you bite your lip," I looked away from Heather, but her hand didn't slip away from mine. It stayed right there.

"As I predicted, she never came back. Never has, until one day, I saw her boyfriend walking on the street, his arm looped with another girl. When he saw me, he greeted me, as if nothing had happened. I punched him on his jaw and cursed him because was no sign of my sister for the past nearly 2 years. Ever since then, I've always hated him. But I saw Alicia, in the streets after all those years but she had changed. Very, very much," I swallowed before speaking again.

"She had gone mad. She was a prostitute but had lost her mind. I didn't know who she was anymore. When she saw me, she ran to me. I also ran to her but she was coming to strangle me. Just like Peeta did to Katniss in Mockingjay," I said, staring at the waves. "She cursed me, saying how all boys were the same and how we are evil. She had a pocket knife and was about to rip my heart out if the people in the area hadn't spotted us. They dragged her away from me and that's why I play with girls. Something broke when she told me that and that's why I don't have any male friends or have a real girlfriend,"

Heather sat there, letting the information sink in.

"Alicia's boyfriend is a jerk," Heather muttered.

I don't know what made me do it but I wrapped my arms around Heather. It has been painful for me all these years and finally someone gets it.

Everyone would be like "I'm so sorry" but sorry isn't going to help me in anyway. What Heather said is what I've always thought and this is why I really like her.

Heather's arms were pinned to her side before she wrapped them around me with the same passion as I did. People may not think that's possible but believe me, I know. I buried my face in her hair and we remained that way for a very long time.

Heather and I have both gone through something that makes us who we are today which once again proves that we are one and the same person. We're not as perfect as anyone assumes and this is why I prefer Heather to anyone because we understand each other even though nobody does.

Heather and I make a perfect team because I am not Alejandro and she is not Heather.

We are AleHeather.

A/N: I wrote this chapter even though I was very exhausted but a promise is a promise and I promised to update this book every Fridays. I really hate Fridays these days because I am loaded with so much work.

Anyways, I hope you love the chapter, I did. The whole point of this chapter was to show the vulnerable sides of Heather and Alejandro because they have another side to them, despite Alejandro's cockiness and Heather's pride. If you loved this chapter, like I did, please don't forget to vote for it.

Any comments? Any thoughts? I'd love to hear your feedback on this book.

Alejandro and Heather are drifting very fast. They are more than just friends now but do they want it to be that way or do they want their friendship to be something more? Find out on the next Chapter of Total Drama Reloaded!

Next up, Heather's POV!