Gwen's POV
Chris' stupid bullhorn woke me up violently.
"Oh, Come on!" LeShawna complained.
"What time is it?" Bridgette asked groggily, threading her hair through an off-white ponytail.
"What's it matter? I need my beauty sleep!" Courtney yelled.
"Courtney, no amount of sleep is going to fix that." Heather said as she walked out the door. She also "accidentally" stomped down hard on Courtney's foot.
"I smell a lawsuit!" Izzy sang as we all clothed ourselves.
"So do I." I agreed, putting the finishing touches on my teal and black make-up.
"Ugh! You'll see! You'll all see! I will win this season!" Courtney yelled to our retreating backs. We found Chris in the same clearing that he welcomed us back on yesterday. Again, he looked relaxed in his dark aviator sunglasses and tan shorts.
"Um what are we doing out here before eating anything?" Owen asked. The dude's probably starving by now.
"Yeah, bro, you said Chef would be here today." Geoff pointed out.
"Well, what I meant to say was that Chef would be here tonight." Chris clarified. We all shared a long, exasperated sigh. I don't know why we were so eager to get Chef's pig slop, but at this point, I'd eat a horse if offered. "Anyways, let me introduce you guys to season two!"
"Let's just get this over with." Cody spoke up.
"Fine, sheesh. Alright, so you that over there?" Chris asked. He was pointing to the demolished boathouse.
"The boathouse Owen crushed with his butt?" Duncan asked.
"Precisely." He confirmed. "Your challenge will be to put it back together."
"Sounds easy enough, where's our tools?" LeShawna asked with a smile, expecting Chris to hand her a hammer or a box of nails, but instead he smiled wickedly.
"That's your first part of the challenge!" He announced excitedly. "There are a whole bunch of tools scattered out across the woods and beach." He explained, "All of the tools and other supplies are in one of two colors: red or purple. The Screaming Squids are assigned to red, and the Cavemen get purple. The teams have one hour to seek and find their tools and then meet back here. The winners will receive a special advantage for part two." He said.
"Sounds good. When do we start?" Bridgette asked.
"Now." Chris said. We all took off in the same direction towards the woods. "ONE HOUR!" Was the last thing we heard Chris scream to us. I was running alongside Heather, who was bickering with Alejandro.
"I know that you're messing with Geoff and Bridgette, and-and I'm going to warn them!" Heather yelled to Alejandro, who was attempting to get ahead of her, but failing once I started blocking the way.
"Senorita, I have no idea what you're referring to!" Alejandro called to her.
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Heather: What is his deal? He thinks that he can manipulate me just because we kissed last season. Well guess what, he can't! Because I pushed him off a volcano! *points to camera* Take that, Pirate Pablo!"
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I was starting to run out of steam as I was yanked off the dirt path by none other than Courtney.
"There's cameras here!" I threatened. It's not like I couldn't fight her or anything but it is Courtney.
"It's okay, Gwen, we're all here." Cody said. I looked to see that my whole team had stopped following the Killer Cavemen.
"Oh. Is this where we're starting the search?" I asked as I looked around the jungle-like area. Everything was either green or brown, and you couldn't see the sky because the very tall tree branches were covering it completely up.
"Found a screwdriver!" LeShawna yelled from behind a tree before showing us the handheld tool. Lucky for us, it was painted red.
"Correction: This is where we started the search!" Heather yelled from a faraway tree she was attempting to climb.
"Alright, we need a plan." Harold said.
"Agreed, We need to split up and scour the whole island!" Courtney said with a raised fist.
"But we can't! This island is approximately one-thousand two-hundred and twelve miles across! We wouldn't be able to get to it all even if we didn't have such a short timeline!" Sierra exclaimed. The freaky stuff she knows doesn't even scare me anymore, and I find that to be very sad.
"Alright, let's just relax. Courtney and you two can stay over here and look, and I'll go on the other side with Heather and Harold, while LeShawna takes the beach. Fair?" I asked everyone. No one objected, so we quickly put our plan into action. We formed a circle in the middle of the dirt path. "So we have exactly..." I said, reaching for the wrist Cody had his watch secured on, "fifty-six and a half minutes left to search for supplies. We meet back here in forty five so we have time to get back, 'kay?" I asked everyone in the circle.
"Well then what are we waiting for? Let's do this!" LeShawna yelled victoriously as she set off alone towards the beach.
"Remember, ours are the red tools!" I yelled to my departing teammates. Once everyone was out of sight, I took off with Heather and Harold to the side of the wooded area that we hadn't been to yet.
This side was just as earthy as the last one, with the countless trees and flies everywhere. This side, however, was prettier, as it was on a slope, and looking down at the army of huge trees was breathtaking.
"I see something!" Heather yelled, digging through the dirt a little. But it paid off, as she pulled out a long red nail.
"It's definitely our color." Harold said happliy. I walked over to a row of bushes and was about to pick up a red wooden pole when I heard footsteps. My heart stopped as I caught a peek at who was walking by just on the other side of the bush. Duncan, Geoff, Noah, DJ, and Bridgette were scuffling on by. Geoff had a long purple plank of wood balanced on his shoulder, and Duncan was carrying a couple purple bricks.
"I'm just saying I don't trust him, thanks to Dork-boy over here." Duncan said, lifting Noah up for a moment by the back of his red and blue shirt.
"Neither do I." Noah said irately, "He's slippery."
"Brother's got some smooth moves." DJ added.
"Smooth moves that he tried to put on my Bridgey Bear." Geoff said, putting his arm around Bridgette and pulling her in for a side-hug, to which she oh-so-happily complied.
"I'm telling you man, he's not out to steal your girl, he's just trying to mess with you to get you gone." Duncan said, and that was the last thing I heard before they were out of both sight and earshot.
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Gwen: This doesn't sound good for Alejandro, I mean that's totally who they were talking about. I wonder if Heather heard any of that...
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"Gwen! Find anything?" Heather yelled. I looked down at the ground and snatched up the wooden pole I had come for in the first place.
"Yeah! I think it's some decorative pole or something!" I thought aloud, surveying the lightweight hunk of wood carefully. I spun it around in my fingers while meeting up with the two people I'm currently working with.
"Well it sure took you long enough to find one thing! Heather complained to me. She was carrying two red wooden planks and was holding a wrench over her shoulder that was also red. There were several red nails protruding out of her teeny tiny shorts pocket. Harold had a painted red brick in one hand, and the top for a chimney in the other.
"Whatever. Should we go meet back?" I asked.
"Well there's nothing more over here." Heather said with a shrug. We walked back to the dirt path, only to be met by the rest of our team.
"Looks like you guys did good." I complimented. Courtney was carrying a ton of the red poles like I had under on of her arms, while Sierra was carrying a mallet in one hand, and a dazed-looking Cody in the other. I looked questioningly at the hurt little guy.
"I found the mallet when it hit him on the head." Sierra explained. Okay, so she didn't accidentally hit him in an attempt to ward off some other psycho fangirl.
"Whatever. LeShawna, what did you find at the beach?" Heather interrogated.
Mostly nails that were trying to deflate my purple be-hind, but I also got tons of wood." She said, pointing to more huge pieces of wood.
"Alright, let's get going. We can grab anything else we see on the way back. I said. With that, we held everything securely and basically made a break for it. We ran at top speed until we saw the entrance that would lead us back to civilization. We slowed down a little, but suddenly, we heard the pounding of footsteps coming towards us.
"It's the Killer Cavemen! Run!" Harold yelled, and charged at who was leading us in running that just so happened to be Heather. She screamed and spun for a moment, even bringing Courtney the bystander along for the ride. They both started spinning uncontrollably. I ran to Chris with the rest of my team and the other one as we watched the two spin around and around, then eventually topple over on each other.
"And...TIME!" Chris screamed as he pushed a button on the stopwatch he was holding in his palm. Then, he walked over to Courtney and Heather, who were hissing and cringing at any and all attempts at movement. "Ouch. I bet the fact that you can't use any of the stuff you dropped because it's not in the campsite hurts even more." He said, then walked over to the opposite team. "So, they obviously have way more stuff than you do. The Killer Cavemen win their first challenge!"
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Duncan: That's what I'm talking about!
Bridgette: Yes!
Heather: This is all Courtney's fault! If she would shut up and just let me lead in a better fashion than her-
Courtney: *from outside Heather's confessional* I heard that!
Heather: Shove it, Sister!
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"What do we win, Chris? Is it a pony? Ooh, I love ponies, did I tell about the pony I had named Ralphie? He used to tell me bedtime stories every night before I didn't go to sleep!" Izzy rambled.
"What, and then you turned six?" Noah asked laughingly.
"Oh My Gosh, that stopped when you were six? It still happens to me!" Lindsay yelled. Noah wordlessly smacked his forehead with his hand.
"Okay, so now, you're basically just rebuilding the boathouse with whatever you're able to use of your color. When you guys finish, we'll count the number of things on the finished product that are of each color. Whichever team has more wins! Oh, and Cavemen, here's what you get:" He said, motioning to an empty space next to him which was soon filled with two interns carrying a ladder. The Cavemen cheered, while we sulked.
"Huh, can we just throw Courtney on the boat or something?" I asked Chris. I'm thoroughly convinced we're losing this.
"Nope. Come on, the frame's already up for you guys." He tried egging us on, but we all collectively sighed again. "Listen to me, you are doing this challenge whether you like it or not! I need somewhere to put my crap!" He screamed right in my face.
"Alright, fine." I said, mainly because I did not want Chris all over me again. I turned to look at the supplies we had, which wasn't much.
"It isn't so bad." Sierra tried to say cheerfully.
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Sierra: Alright, this is bad!
LeShawna: Bye, bye, skinny rich girls, 'cause we losing tonight!
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"Maybe if we use some of the wood here, and some of it there, we can make it look like we have more material than we actually have." Harold suggested. I looked down at the tools and thought about his plan, but ultimately rejected it.
"We don't have a saw." I said. Then, I thought of something. "Cody!" I screamed, pulling him away from Sierra. He was still very dazed from his hit to the head. "Okay, Cody, listen, I want you to go build my face out of red wood. You hear me Cody, red." I said slowly. He mumbled something that I couldn't quite make out.
"What's h saying?" Harold asked. I shrugged in reply. "Maybe it's Klingon, I speak that you know, along with seventeen other-" He was cut off then by Courtney, who was still trying to regain her balance like Heather.
"Can it, dweeb!" She said in a voice that was hardly a yell. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, "Now get to..." She began, but fell to the ground, "work." She finally spat out.
"Ignore her Cody, make me, okay? Make Gwen." I said. It felt weird referring to myself in third person, like Izzy and Owen usually do. It did work, though, as a dreamy smile came across his face, and he grabbed the given red materials and went to work so fast it wasn't even funny.
"Angular, Cody! Draw Gwen angular!" Sierra screeched.
"You know, stringbean, like on a slant!" LeShawna screamed up at the boy, who was on the roof hammering like the wind. He even knocked Duncan off of the ladder he was standing on. Wait, he did what? I sprinted over to where he had fallen on the grass.
"Are you alright?" I asked worriedly.
"Well, I could go for a kiss." He said, looking up me. I smiled and playfully smacked his cheek, as his head was in my lap. "Seriously, I think it's important to my health. He tried convincing me.
"Right." I said sarcastically. Then, this look of horror came across his face, and he rolled us out of the way just in time to miss Cody to fall to the ground, right where we were. I looked up at him, as he was on top of me.
"Now do I get that kiss?" He asked. I knew he was going to be relentless, so I was about to give up and peck him just a bit when Cody yelled "I'm done!" I pushed Duncan's chest so that the roles were reversed, and I was now on top of him.
"I owe you one." I whispered, leaving him on the ground to go see how Cody did.
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Geoff: Ugh, the dude needs to focus on the game, NOT Gwen. He can't be distracted, man!
Duncan: *twirling knife around* That...*Sticks knife in side of outhouse* was hot.
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"Wow!" I said. "Cody, you did really well." I complimented him. I don't know how he did it, nor do I really care. All I know is that by the time Cody was done, the whole building was made of red material. Chris came over to check it out as well.
"Creepy? Yes. But it's a boathouse. Screaming Squids win!" Chris announced! We all cheered heartily.
"Now, leave me alone until the elimination tonight. Oh, and something tells me you Squids might want to show up at the ceremony." He said with a wink. Then, he was out of sight.
An hour later, it was fully dark out, and I fully realized that I was starving. I wandered out of my cabin and followed the smell of roasting meat to the campfire, where the five I had met in the woods: Duncan, Geoff, Noah, DJ, and Bridgette. Duncan and Geoff were both poking at five or six fish they had stacked in the fire.
"Hi Gwen." DJ said politely.
"Hey, Deej." I replied.
"Well, well, well, look who it is? Come to pay your debt?" Duncan asked.
"You wish. I actually came to grab something to eat." I said, pointing to the cooked fish that was stuck on the end of his stick.
"Okay." He said, holding the stick out for me to grab. I went for it, but he pulled it away. "After I get my kiss." He bargained. I rolled my eyes and grabbed his face, Pulling him into a long kiss.
"Okay, hand it over." I ordered after pulling away.
"Huh? What?" He asked as if he were unaware of his surroundings. I rolled my eyes and grabbed the fish and stick he had in his hands. That brought him back.
"Hey!" He started to complain.
"You said I could have it." I countered. He didn't say anything to defend himself, since he was still probably not all there quite yet. I laughed to myself and sat on the ground by the fire as I tore into the fish. The skin was rough, but the meat was perfectly cooked.
"So, who do you think's out tonight? I mean, did you guys vote, too?" Geoff asked his teammates.
"Duh." Noah said.
"Chillax, Dude. Just wondering who you guys voted for." Geoff mumbled.
"Well, Geoff, you're about to find out!" Chris yelled enthusiastically. He then sentenced me and the rest of my team to wait at the dock to say our goodbyes to the next loser.
"I wonder who's going home." Sierra pondered in the moonlight.
"Oh, that's a tough one. Kind of like Heather's poorly moisturized skin!" Courtney insulted. Heather was probably about to curse at her, but another screamed out curse from the campfire we were all just at. Alejandro came storming out right before his team.
"I-I can't believe this! You all voted me out! Every single one of you!" He said dumbfoundedly.
"WHAT?" Heather and Courtney screamed at the same time. The looks on their faces mirrored Alejandro's perfectly.
"Chris, you've got to do something about this!" Heather ordered.
"Sorry, elimination's elimination." He said simply. Even I was disliking Chris right now for that smug look of his.
"Ugh!" Heather screamed. It even looked like she was about to punch him, but Alejandro's perfect arm stopped.
"Not to worry, Bonita, this isn't over." He said, glaring at Chris for a moment. He turned back to Heather. "But for now, I must depart. Goodbye Ladies!" He said, kissing all of the girls hands. He even pecked Sierra's! He came over and delicately lifted my hand. He puckered his lips to kiss my pale hand.
"Keep it moving, La Cucaracha." Duncan said from the tree he was leaning against by the start of the woods. He glared at Duncan and dropped my hand.
"Goodbye for now. Courtney," He blew a kiss to her. She giggled and blew one back, and he caught it and put it in his pocket. "And for you, Heather." He said, blowing a kiss that she pretended she didn't catch, But since I was standing next to her, I saw her catch it close to her side and place it on her lips. He the gracefully hoped on the boat. "Remember, this isn't forever!" He screamed as the boat took him away.
"Wow." Was all Chris said.
"He couldn't be trusted." Duncan said simply.
"We all agreed, man. Someone who tries to steal my Lindsay has it coming!" Tyler threatened.
"That was horrible of you guys to do. He was a solid player!" Courtney defended. "In fact, I'm going to give him the numbers of my lawyers. Wrongful termination suit, coming your way, Chris. AGAIN!" Courtney yelled as she walked away. I followed her lead and went back to the cabins, where we did the same thing as last night and just all crashed. Heather was in the same bunk across from me again, and I could've sworn that I heard her crying, But I needed sleep, so I blocked out all of the sounds coming my way until one in particular reached my ears through my window again.
"'Night, Pasty."
Chris' stupid bullhorn woke me up violently.
"Oh, Come on!" LeShawna complained.
"What time is it?" Bridgette asked groggily, threading her hair through an off-white ponytail.
"What's it matter? I need my beauty sleep!" Courtney yelled.
"Courtney, no amount of sleep is going to fix that." Heather said as she walked out the door. She also "accidentally" stomped down hard on Courtney's foot.
"I smell a lawsuit!" Izzy sang as we all clothed ourselves.
"So do I." I agreed, putting the finishing touches on my teal and black make-up.
"Ugh! You'll see! You'll all see! I will win this season!" Courtney yelled to our retreating backs. We found Chris in the same clearing that he welcomed us back on yesterday. Again, he looked relaxed in his dark aviator sunglasses and tan shorts.
"Um what are we doing out here before eating anything?" Owen asked. The dude's probably starving by now.
"Yeah, bro, you said Chef would be here today." Geoff pointed out.
"Well, what I meant to say was that Chef would be here tonight." Chris clarified. We all shared a long, exasperated sigh. I don't know why we were so eager to get Chef's pig slop, but at this point, I'd eat a horse if offered. "Anyways, let me introduce you guys to season two!"
"Let's just get this over with." Cody spoke up.
"Fine, sheesh. Alright, so you that over there?" Chris asked. He was pointing to the demolished boathouse.
"The boathouse Owen crushed with his butt?" Duncan asked.
"Precisely." He confirmed. "Your challenge will be to put it back together."
"Sounds easy enough, where's our tools?" LeShawna asked with a smile, expecting Chris to hand her a hammer or a box of nails, but instead he smiled wickedly.
"That's your first part of the challenge!" He announced excitedly. "There are a whole bunch of tools scattered out across the woods and beach." He explained, "All of the tools and other supplies are in one of two colors: red or purple. The Screaming Squids are assigned to red, and the Cavemen get purple. The teams have one hour to seek and find their tools and then meet back here. The winners will receive a special advantage for part two." He said.
"Sounds good. When do we start?" Bridgette asked.
"Now." Chris said. We all took off in the same direction towards the woods. "ONE HOUR!" Was the last thing we heard Chris scream to us. I was running alongside Heather, who was bickering with Alejandro.
"I know that you're messing with Geoff and Bridgette, and-and I'm going to warn them!" Heather yelled to Alejandro, who was attempting to get ahead of her, but failing once I started blocking the way.
"Senorita, I have no idea what you're referring to!" Alejandro called to her.
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Heather: What is his deal? He thinks that he can manipulate me just because we kissed last season. Well guess what, he can't! Because I pushed him off a volcano! *points to camera* Take that, Pirate Pablo!"
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I was starting to run out of steam as I was yanked off the dirt path by none other than Courtney.
"There's cameras here!" I threatened. It's not like I couldn't fight her or anything but it is Courtney.
"It's okay, Gwen, we're all here." Cody said. I looked to see that my whole team had stopped following the Killer Cavemen.
"Oh. Is this where we're starting the search?" I asked as I looked around the jungle-like area. Everything was either green or brown, and you couldn't see the sky because the very tall tree branches were covering it completely up.
"Found a screwdriver!" LeShawna yelled from behind a tree before showing us the handheld tool. Lucky for us, it was painted red.
"Correction: This is where we started the search!" Heather yelled from a faraway tree she was attempting to climb.
"Alright, we need a plan." Harold said.
"Agreed, We need to split up and scour the whole island!" Courtney said with a raised fist.
"But we can't! This island is approximately one-thousand two-hundred and twelve miles across! We wouldn't be able to get to it all even if we didn't have such a short timeline!" Sierra exclaimed. The freaky stuff she knows doesn't even scare me anymore, and I find that to be very sad.
"Alright, let's just relax. Courtney and you two can stay over here and look, and I'll go on the other side with Heather and Harold, while LeShawna takes the beach. Fair?" I asked everyone. No one objected, so we quickly put our plan into action. We formed a circle in the middle of the dirt path. "So we have exactly..." I said, reaching for the wrist Cody had his watch secured on, "fifty-six and a half minutes left to search for supplies. We meet back here in forty five so we have time to get back, 'kay?" I asked everyone in the circle.
"Well then what are we waiting for? Let's do this!" LeShawna yelled victoriously as she set off alone towards the beach.
"Remember, ours are the red tools!" I yelled to my departing teammates. Once everyone was out of sight, I took off with Heather and Harold to the side of the wooded area that we hadn't been to yet.
This side was just as earthy as the last one, with the countless trees and flies everywhere. This side, however, was prettier, as it was on a slope, and looking down at the army of huge trees was breathtaking.
"I see something!" Heather yelled, digging through the dirt a little. But it paid off, as she pulled out a long red nail.
"It's definitely our color." Harold said happliy. I walked over to a row of bushes and was about to pick up a red wooden pole when I heard footsteps. My heart stopped as I caught a peek at who was walking by just on the other side of the bush. Duncan, Geoff, Noah, DJ, and Bridgette were scuffling on by. Geoff had a long purple plank of wood balanced on his shoulder, and Duncan was carrying a couple purple bricks.
"I'm just saying I don't trust him, thanks to Dork-boy over here." Duncan said, lifting Noah up for a moment by the back of his red and blue shirt.
"Neither do I." Noah said irately, "He's slippery."
"Brother's got some smooth moves." DJ added.
"Smooth moves that he tried to put on my Bridgey Bear." Geoff said, putting his arm around Bridgette and pulling her in for a side-hug, to which she oh-so-happily complied.
"I'm telling you man, he's not out to steal your girl, he's just trying to mess with you to get you gone." Duncan said, and that was the last thing I heard before they were out of both sight and earshot.
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Gwen: This doesn't sound good for Alejandro, I mean that's totally who they were talking about. I wonder if Heather heard any of that...
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"Gwen! Find anything?" Heather yelled. I looked down at the ground and snatched up the wooden pole I had come for in the first place.
"Yeah! I think it's some decorative pole or something!" I thought aloud, surveying the lightweight hunk of wood carefully. I spun it around in my fingers while meeting up with the two people I'm currently working with.
"Well it sure took you long enough to find one thing! Heather complained to me. She was carrying two red wooden planks and was holding a wrench over her shoulder that was also red. There were several red nails protruding out of her teeny tiny shorts pocket. Harold had a painted red brick in one hand, and the top for a chimney in the other.
"Whatever. Should we go meet back?" I asked.
"Well there's nothing more over here." Heather said with a shrug. We walked back to the dirt path, only to be met by the rest of our team.
"Looks like you guys did good." I complimented. Courtney was carrying a ton of the red poles like I had under on of her arms, while Sierra was carrying a mallet in one hand, and a dazed-looking Cody in the other. I looked questioningly at the hurt little guy.
"I found the mallet when it hit him on the head." Sierra explained. Okay, so she didn't accidentally hit him in an attempt to ward off some other psycho fangirl.
"Whatever. LeShawna, what did you find at the beach?" Heather interrogated.
Mostly nails that were trying to deflate my purple be-hind, but I also got tons of wood." She said, pointing to more huge pieces of wood.
"Alright, let's get going. We can grab anything else we see on the way back. I said. With that, we held everything securely and basically made a break for it. We ran at top speed until we saw the entrance that would lead us back to civilization. We slowed down a little, but suddenly, we heard the pounding of footsteps coming towards us.
"It's the Killer Cavemen! Run!" Harold yelled, and charged at who was leading us in running that just so happened to be Heather. She screamed and spun for a moment, even bringing Courtney the bystander along for the ride. They both started spinning uncontrollably. I ran to Chris with the rest of my team and the other one as we watched the two spin around and around, then eventually topple over on each other.
"And...TIME!" Chris screamed as he pushed a button on the stopwatch he was holding in his palm. Then, he walked over to Courtney and Heather, who were hissing and cringing at any and all attempts at movement. "Ouch. I bet the fact that you can't use any of the stuff you dropped because it's not in the campsite hurts even more." He said, then walked over to the opposite team. "So, they obviously have way more stuff than you do. The Killer Cavemen win their first challenge!"
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Duncan: That's what I'm talking about!
Bridgette: Yes!
Heather: This is all Courtney's fault! If she would shut up and just let me lead in a better fashion than her-
Courtney: *from outside Heather's confessional* I heard that!
Heather: Shove it, Sister!
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"What do we win, Chris? Is it a pony? Ooh, I love ponies, did I tell about the pony I had named Ralphie? He used to tell me bedtime stories every night before I didn't go to sleep!" Izzy rambled.
"What, and then you turned six?" Noah asked laughingly.
"Oh My Gosh, that stopped when you were six? It still happens to me!" Lindsay yelled. Noah wordlessly smacked his forehead with his hand.
"Okay, so now, you're basically just rebuilding the boathouse with whatever you're able to use of your color. When you guys finish, we'll count the number of things on the finished product that are of each color. Whichever team has more wins! Oh, and Cavemen, here's what you get:" He said, motioning to an empty space next to him which was soon filled with two interns carrying a ladder. The Cavemen cheered, while we sulked.
"Huh, can we just throw Courtney on the boat or something?" I asked Chris. I'm thoroughly convinced we're losing this.
"Nope. Come on, the frame's already up for you guys." He tried egging us on, but we all collectively sighed again. "Listen to me, you are doing this challenge whether you like it or not! I need somewhere to put my crap!" He screamed right in my face.
"Alright, fine." I said, mainly because I did not want Chris all over me again. I turned to look at the supplies we had, which wasn't much.
"It isn't so bad." Sierra tried to say cheerfully.
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Sierra: Alright, this is bad!
LeShawna: Bye, bye, skinny rich girls, 'cause we losing tonight!
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"Maybe if we use some of the wood here, and some of it there, we can make it look like we have more material than we actually have." Harold suggested. I looked down at the tools and thought about his plan, but ultimately rejected it.
"We don't have a saw." I said. Then, I thought of something. "Cody!" I screamed, pulling him away from Sierra. He was still very dazed from his hit to the head. "Okay, Cody, listen, I want you to go build my face out of red wood. You hear me Cody, red." I said slowly. He mumbled something that I couldn't quite make out.
"What's h saying?" Harold asked. I shrugged in reply. "Maybe it's Klingon, I speak that you know, along with seventeen other-" He was cut off then by Courtney, who was still trying to regain her balance like Heather.
"Can it, dweeb!" She said in a voice that was hardly a yell. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, "Now get to..." She began, but fell to the ground, "work." She finally spat out.
"Ignore her Cody, make me, okay? Make Gwen." I said. It felt weird referring to myself in third person, like Izzy and Owen usually do. It did work, though, as a dreamy smile came across his face, and he grabbed the given red materials and went to work so fast it wasn't even funny.
"Angular, Cody! Draw Gwen angular!" Sierra screeched.
"You know, stringbean, like on a slant!" LeShawna screamed up at the boy, who was on the roof hammering like the wind. He even knocked Duncan off of the ladder he was standing on. Wait, he did what? I sprinted over to where he had fallen on the grass.
"Are you alright?" I asked worriedly.
"Well, I could go for a kiss." He said, looking up me. I smiled and playfully smacked his cheek, as his head was in my lap. "Seriously, I think it's important to my health. He tried convincing me.
"Right." I said sarcastically. Then, this look of horror came across his face, and he rolled us out of the way just in time to miss Cody to fall to the ground, right where we were. I looked up at him, as he was on top of me.
"Now do I get that kiss?" He asked. I knew he was going to be relentless, so I was about to give up and peck him just a bit when Cody yelled "I'm done!" I pushed Duncan's chest so that the roles were reversed, and I was now on top of him.
"I owe you one." I whispered, leaving him on the ground to go see how Cody did.
Confessional
Geoff: Ugh, the dude needs to focus on the game, NOT Gwen. He can't be distracted, man!
Duncan: *twirling knife around* That...*Sticks knife in side of outhouse* was hot.
End Confessional
"Wow!" I said. "Cody, you did really well." I complimented him. I don't know how he did it, nor do I really care. All I know is that by the time Cody was done, the whole building was made of red material. Chris came over to check it out as well.
"Creepy? Yes. But it's a boathouse. Screaming Squids win!" Chris announced! We all cheered heartily.
"Now, leave me alone until the elimination tonight. Oh, and something tells me you Squids might want to show up at the ceremony." He said with a wink. Then, he was out of sight.
An hour later, it was fully dark out, and I fully realized that I was starving. I wandered out of my cabin and followed the smell of roasting meat to the campfire, where the five I had met in the woods: Duncan, Geoff, Noah, DJ, and Bridgette. Duncan and Geoff were both poking at five or six fish they had stacked in the fire.
"Hi Gwen." DJ said politely.
"Hey, Deej." I replied.
"Well, well, well, look who it is? Come to pay your debt?" Duncan asked.
"You wish. I actually came to grab something to eat." I said, pointing to the cooked fish that was stuck on the end of his stick.
"Okay." He said, holding the stick out for me to grab. I went for it, but he pulled it away. "After I get my kiss." He bargained. I rolled my eyes and grabbed his face, Pulling him into a long kiss.
"Okay, hand it over." I ordered after pulling away.
"Huh? What?" He asked as if he were unaware of his surroundings. I rolled my eyes and grabbed the fish and stick he had in his hands. That brought him back.
"Hey!" He started to complain.
"You said I could have it." I countered. He didn't say anything to defend himself, since he was still probably not all there quite yet. I laughed to myself and sat on the ground by the fire as I tore into the fish. The skin was rough, but the meat was perfectly cooked.
"So, who do you think's out tonight? I mean, did you guys vote, too?" Geoff asked his teammates.
"Duh." Noah said.
"Chillax, Dude. Just wondering who you guys voted for." Geoff mumbled.
"Well, Geoff, you're about to find out!" Chris yelled enthusiastically. He then sentenced me and the rest of my team to wait at the dock to say our goodbyes to the next loser.
"I wonder who's going home." Sierra pondered in the moonlight.
"Oh, that's a tough one. Kind of like Heather's poorly moisturized skin!" Courtney insulted. Heather was probably about to curse at her, but another screamed out curse from the campfire we were all just at. Alejandro came storming out right before his team.
"I-I can't believe this! You all voted me out! Every single one of you!" He said dumbfoundedly.
"WHAT?" Heather and Courtney screamed at the same time. The looks on their faces mirrored Alejandro's perfectly.
"Chris, you've got to do something about this!" Heather ordered.
"Sorry, elimination's elimination." He said simply. Even I was disliking Chris right now for that smug look of his.
"Ugh!" Heather screamed. It even looked like she was about to punch him, but Alejandro's perfect arm stopped.
"Not to worry, Bonita, this isn't over." He said, glaring at Chris for a moment. He turned back to Heather. "But for now, I must depart. Goodbye Ladies!" He said, kissing all of the girls hands. He even pecked Sierra's! He came over and delicately lifted my hand. He puckered his lips to kiss my pale hand.
"Keep it moving, La Cucaracha." Duncan said from the tree he was leaning against by the start of the woods. He glared at Duncan and dropped my hand.
"Goodbye for now. Courtney," He blew a kiss to her. She giggled and blew one back, and he caught it and put it in his pocket. "And for you, Heather." He said, blowing a kiss that she pretended she didn't catch, But since I was standing next to her, I saw her catch it close to her side and place it on her lips. He the gracefully hoped on the boat. "Remember, this isn't forever!" He screamed as the boat took him away.
"Wow." Was all Chris said.
"He couldn't be trusted." Duncan said simply.
"We all agreed, man. Someone who tries to steal my Lindsay has it coming!" Tyler threatened.
"That was horrible of you guys to do. He was a solid player!" Courtney defended. "In fact, I'm going to give him the numbers of my lawyers. Wrongful termination suit, coming your way, Chris. AGAIN!" Courtney yelled as she walked away. I followed her lead and went back to the cabins, where we did the same thing as last night and just all crashed. Heather was in the same bunk across from me again, and I could've sworn that I heard her crying, But I needed sleep, so I blocked out all of the sounds coming my way until one in particular reached my ears through my window again.
"'Night, Pasty."
by courtney
