New Life, New Me: A Total Drama Short

==Transcript==
I don't want to get up. I want to stay in Bed forever. I want to stay here in this room, in this hut on the beach, on this island. Just with Myself and no one else. I wish this Vacation could last forever. I want feel the golden beam of the sun on my back. I want to hear the waves wash over the sands outside. I want to feel the crisp white sheets sink underneath me every time I move on them.
My eyes were able to open themselves up again. I blinked, taking in the golden light. My eyes were tempted to creep downwards again, but I kept them on the wardrobe ahead. The warm feelings began to get hot. Too hot. I felt it all rush to my face. It was beginning to get a bit much.
I raised my legs, letting the white sheets peel off as I slid my feet over and lowered them onto the red rug underneath my feet. As I planted my toes down on it, the sort furry strands of it immediately soothed me. As I stood up, I flicked a glance behind me. Why was it that I felt so shy all of a sudden? 
I Walked Over To The Wardrobe And Pulled The Door Open, I Grabbed Out Exactly What I Wanted: A Pink Fluffy Bathrobe And A Pair Of Pink, Plush Slippers. It Was The Exact Same Set I Wore After That Stupid Disaster Movie Challenge, The One Involving A Submarine. 
I took my time leaving the bedroom, running my toes through the smooth soft strands of red carpet. I had to look back at my Bed One last time before completely leaving the bedroom.
Stepping into the open room with the open windows, the bright orange walls, the coloured flowers the beaming sun on a shimmering ocean and powdered white sand out the windows all took me by surprise. I had stepped into this room before, but not in daylight. The blazing heat of the sun brought the whole room to life and stopped me where I was. I breathed in a fresh scent of warm salt and sweet flowers. Outside the windows ahead, the rush of white waves were just begging me to run out to them and dive in. They almost convinced me to surrender myself to the crystal blue waters and bathe in them instead.
Shaking my head to myself, I made my way down to the kitchen with a ridiculously amused little grin on my face. I didn't even know why I was going to the kitchen. We hadn't bought any food yet. I didn't know why I was expecting food to be inside. But the optimistic part of me remained hopeful. I licked my lips in anticipation as I reached the fridge and heaved open the door.
Me - YES!
Someone Had Been Kind Enough To Leave A Jug Of Orange Juice Which I Could Tell Had Been Freshly Squeezed Just For Me. Beside that was a large bowl of colourful fruits: bananas, kiwis, a couple of shiny red apples and one large pineapple. I could feel my smile stretching out to my cheeks as I reached out to take the jug handle in one hand and an apple in the other. Immediately I brought it to my mouth to take a bite. It was sweet and juicy just like any other apple but it had that perfect crunch to it, the crunch that immediately left a person satisfied with each bite. I let out a blissful little groan as I crunched away the first juicy mouthful. Oh how I loved fruit.
I suddenly noticed how the counter in front of me had little shelves with wine glasses provided and immediately put the jug down so I could bent down and take one. I knew that orange juice didn't necessarily go in a tall fancy wine glass but there was no one here to scold me for being silly or lazy. This whole Vacation was the best treat ever. I could do what I liked and no one would snap at me for it. It made me feel like a wonderful little rebel as I filled the whole wine glass up with orange juice and took a sip. Ahhh, it tasted better than ever.
With a chilled light perfect little breakfast in both hands, I just had to hurry over to the front door and open it up so I could step outside into the sunlight. Oh that sun. I hadn't felt heat this good since I'd first begun Total Drama. I still couldn't believe I could stand out here on this paradise island completely undisturbed. It almost made me feel spoiled, like everything was too perfect. But since when was there such thing as too perfect?
As I walked down the dock and onto the silk white sand, the warmth of it underneath my feet nearly made it jump. But a quick sip of cool orange juice was enough to calm me down and really let my feet sink into the hot powdery feel of it. The sun was beaming down on my face like it wanted me to be in its own little spotlight but the waves in the distance seemed to be offering their own little gusts of fresh air to keep me cool. Another bite of the apple kept me just the right level of perfectly hot. Everything nice and perfect.