My P.O.V (YAY, I got a P.O.V! XD)
Hi! This is my first article ever. Please, i beg you to be honest, tell me if it's good or a fail and if I should continue. So yay, let's get started. =D 

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Gwen P.O.V

There I was. The weather was extremely cold and I was walking back home in quick steps after a disgusting day in my job. Oh yeah, what about Total Drama, you may ask. The show ended a long time ago. And right now, I'm 20 years old. A tons of things changed... But... At the same time... Others haven't. I still being goth, in a way. Just my hair is longer now, and it has navy blue highlights instead of the teal ones. Now i usually wear a black work dress with black pair of high heels. I work at the museum. Basically, i stay all day long talking about the paintings, sculptures and those stuff for people who go there. Well, it's not the best work and also not my dream, but at least It gives me some money. Oh, I'm still dating Duncan. We usually argue for stupid reasons. He's not that present in my life, you know? Sometimes, I just wish a little more romance coming from his part. But what am I saying? BHAHAHA, Duncan and romance in the same phrase? There's something wrong there.  Although, Duncan isn't a horrible boyfriend. He's just not the best, I would say. After everything that happened... I still remember Trent. I lost contact with almost everyone from Total Drama, except LeShawna, Bridgette and Cody... Thank god Heather and Courtney are away from me. But Trent is away too. Gah, shut it Gwen, he's over you. And you should be too, he for sure doesn't remember you. And you're with DUNCAN! But who cares? GAH, STUPID THOUGHTS! Meh. Speaking about Trent, he's pretty famous right now. He has a band called Dramatic Split. Oh yeah, what a shitty name, I know. He's the leader of the band, so the fangirls almost die when he's up on stage. Other than that, the members are Harold, Justin and Geoff. Yup. He still being super cute... Oh, I mean, he continues with the same hair and same green breath taking eyes. Now he usually wears a leather jacket with a green shirt. But that same black jeans and same green sneakers. Jeez, I'm looking like a fangirl. Keep it together Gwen, you're committed.
While I was walking and, uh, thinking, I stopped in a cafeteria. I sat on a chair and took a deep breath. The waitress came up and I asked for a coffee, while I watched the News in some TV channel. *Reporter: Ladies and gentleman, we are here in NY at the Dramatic Split concert! There's more than 190 thousand people here! And right now, look who just got up on stage! Mr. Harrys everyone! Trent Harrys!*
Uh, I'm kinda liking this cafeteria.
After some minutes, my coffee was ready. I decided to stay and watch the whole Tren... D... Dramatic Split's show. 

Trent P.O.V
I got up on stage. I could hear a lot of girls screaming my name loudly, I could see tons of cameras everywhere, paparazzis taking pictures of my band. Well, what can I say? That's my new life. I have to say, I'm not a big fan of it. But I don't hate it. Being on a band, playing my music, doing my thing. Sounds perfect. The only thing that bothers me like hell are the fangirls. They just can't leave me alone! GAH! Well, you may think that I have a million girlfriends now. Nah, this is bullshit. I honestly rather stay alone for now. I can't find a new girl... A girl who really is... Special. I still remember Gwen. She... She was special. I'd love to see her again... Meh. Shut it Trent! She is over you and she's probably with Duncan. Well... Hopefully she's doing better than I am right now.  Okay stupid thoughts, it's time for my band now. "Trent! They're waiting for you to say something!" Justin whisper-yelled at me. "okay, chill out" I mouthed. He rolled his eyes and I got closer to the microphone. 
"HEEEY NEW YORK! Are you READY?" i asked, with a enthusiastic voice. "YEAAAAH!" I could hear a tons of screams. 
Then the show started and my band and I played our songs. About a hour and some minutes, the show was over. Everyone clapped and some of the fangirls throw papers with cellphone numbers, flowers, love letters and... PANTIES?! Oh, well, this is fucking awkward. But anyways. I went to backstage and sat on my chair. I drank some water and then just kept sit, looking at the nothing. "Awesome show, right guys?!" Geoff asked, really happy. "AWESOME!" Harold said. "YEAH! That was sweet! Especially for our friend Trent here, huh?" Justin said to me, smirking badly. "Excuse me?" I asked confused. "I saw that lady who throw her panties for you! You're a lucky bastard. You can do every girl out there!" he said with a jealously tone. "What the hell? That was awkward dude. And I don't pretend to "do" every girl out there. I'm not that type of jerk." I said a little offended. "Meh! I doubt that" Harold said. "Whatever, you can doubt whatever you want to, but I'm not such a jackass to do that." I said getting angry.  "Duuude, this is getting weird." Geoff said, trying to keep things cool. "Let's go party and celebrate our success! Party time!" he screamed. "I'm on it!" Harold exclaimed. "I second that" Justin said. "What about you buddy? Don't wanna come with us?" Geoff asked me, with a concerned look in his eyes. "Nah, thanks, I'm fine. I'm just tired, I wanna go home and relax a little." I said, looking at my feet. Geoff shrugged and then went to a van with Harold and Justin. They walked away listening to a shitty loud music. Gah, my ears, my fucking ears. Well, after that, I kept sit in that chair for a few minutes. But then I went to my car and drove back home, struggling to get away from the fangirls and have a peaceful night after all. When I got home, I just went to my room and fell on bed. I kept thinking about how I wish I could see Gwen again. The question is: where's she right now? 
After that thought, I fell asleep. Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day.

Gwen P.O.V
I watched the whole concert and I kept thinking of how much I miss the old days. When I could at least see Trent. *sigh* I guess this is it, I'll never see him again. "HOLY SHIT, I'll get home late now!" i thought a little too loud with myself. Okay, fine, i screamed a little too loud. Some people looked at me with weird looks. What? They never get late sometimes? Meh. I ran up, payed the coffee quickly and went... Well, to be honest, i ran weirdly fast on my way back home. When I got home and Duncan was sitting on the couch, looking at the nothing, with the TV turned on some crappy show. I sat beside him and he didn't say a single word. Just kept looking at the nothing, like he did before. "uh, Dun?" I said, trying to break the silence. He just looked at me, and then looked at the nothing again. "Duncan?" I said, getting kinda frustrated. After more silence, he finally said something. "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? I WAS CONCERNED OKAY! WERE YOU CHEATING ON ME? HUH? BECAUSE IF YES, I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!" he yelled. Wow. Just wow. I didn't know that he was that stressed. I actually didn't know that he was going to care about the fact that I came home late. "N-no Duncan, l-let me explain... I'm s-sorry, I stopped In a cafeteria and I lost notion of the time. I didn't mean to concern you..." after hearing me, he looked away again. I can tell that he was totally pissed with me. But he didn't say a thing. "Duncan?" I asked, trying to figure out what was going through his mind. "Jeez, I'm sorry Duncan, I've already explained you what happened. You don't need to be so pissed with me... You're making me feel bad an-" he cut me off: "How am I going to know that you told me the truth? HUH?" he said with anger in his eyes. "You have to trust me." I said, looking into his eyes, trying to make him look at me too. He looked at me for some seconds and mumbled: "Fine. But do this again and i swear you'll not like the result of it." I got a little scared but then said: "I'm sorry. I promise I won't do this again, okay?" I smiled. "Whatever." He rolled his eyes and then gave me a weak-2-seconds-smile back. Then he looked to the TV again. Wow, that was... A cold shower up in my head. I sighed and walked to my room. I took a shower and put my night clothes on. I mean, a black shorts and a mini black shirt with a skull on it. The normal. After that, I fell on bed and shut my eyes, barely awake. I wonder how Trent passed his day. Wait, why I wanna know that? Gosh, damn you, stupid brain. Then I fell asleep, as Duncan kept watching TV. Well, that's what i suppose he did.