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lousypotatoes · 2 months ago

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when will the next chapter of duncans fic come out? love ur work btw!

Tonight Bring All Your Friends

"But if I just showed up at your party

Would you have me? Would you want me?

Would you tell me to go fuck myself

Or lead me to the garden~"

betty - Taylor Swift

Dear Mom and Dad

I'm doing fine

You guys are on my mind

You asked me what I wanted to be

And I think the answer is clear to see

I wanna be famous

I wanna live close to the sun

So pack your bags 'cause I've already won

Nothing to do, nothing in my way

I'll get there one day

I wanna be famous

Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na

I wanna be

I wanna be famous

I wanna be

I wanna be famous

I wanna be

I wanna be famous~

So far, this day has absolutely sucked ass.

Y/N had a massive headache, there was a rip in her skirt, Courtney was whining about something stupid, and Heather was shooting her dirty looks.

Whatever, it was totally worth it though. Y/N was satisfied when she saw bug bites all over her arms and legs. She felt proud of herself for giving Gwen the idea to put Harold's ant farm in Heather's bed.

Very satisfied indeed.

Right now, all the campers were surrounded around the campfire, waiting for Chris to tell them about the next challenge. He hadn't said a word yet, for the dramatic effect.

Damn, this guy was really getting on her nerves.

"What's got you so mad?" Duncan whispered.

"Bad morning, that's all," Y/N muttered.

"Campers, today's challenge will test your outdoor survival skills," Chris smiled, standing in front of them all. "I'm not going to lie to you, some of you may not come back alive.

Some of the campers, like Owen and Beth, gasped, their eyes wide. Y/N just rolled her eyes. How hard could it be to survive in the woods anyway?

"Just joking," Chris giggled, making everyone sigh in relief. "All you have to do is spend one night in the woods. Everything you need is at your team's campsite in the forest. You just have to find it."

Chris pulled out of a backpack (who knows where he got it), and tossed out a map and a compass to the respective teams. Y/N caught the map and Duncan caught the compass, making Courtney glare at the two of them.

"Oh, and watch out for bears," Chris added. "Lost a couple of interns in pre-production."

Courtney snatched the map right out of Y/N's hands, a frown on her face.

"Rude," Y/N muttered.

"First team back fro breakfast wins invincibility," Chris finished, pulling out an air horn and using it. "Well, off you go."

"Did he say there are bears up in here?" Leshawna shakily asked.

"I had a little encounter with a bear once!" Owen bragged. "Let's just say his head looks real nice on my mantel."

"Oh! This one time I saw a bear eating our garbage!" Izzy exclaimed. "He had old spaghetti noodles hanging from his big, huge teeth and it looked like blood and guts! It was so gross and we thought he was eating the neighbor's cat, Simba! But it turned out he was just lost for a week."

Y/N stared at Izzy with wide eyes.

"Wow," Y/N stuttered. "Wow, that's uh, that's something."

"You're telling me," Duncan muttered. "Either she got dropped on her head as a kid, or she's on some sort of drug."

"You're such an ass," Y/N giggled, slightly hitting his shoulder.

"Whatever," Duncan smirked. "You know I'm right."

"Uh huh," Y/N said, walking away from him. "C'mon let's go find that stupid campsite."

"Yes ma'am,"

The Killer Bass had been walking in the woods for about twenty minutes now. Y/N wished that she had brought a water bottle with her, because it was hot and she was beginning to get thirsty.

"Bridgette," she whined. "Do you by any chance have a water bottle with you?"

"Why would I have a water bottle?" Bridgette asked.

"'Cause you're the best?" Y/N said, batting her eyelashes.

"No, I don't have a water bottle," Bridgette sighed.

"Aw man,"

"You're too much sometimes,"

"Oh, how you wound me,"

Another ten minutes went by. Now Y/N had really wished she had brought some sort of drink with her. She was used to being exhausted, being on the track team in high school, but she always made sure to drink plenty of water before she ran.

And to make things worst, it was super fucking hot and sweat was dripping down her back.

"I hate hiking," Y/N muttered.

"Don't you do track?" Duncan asked, walking besides her. "You should be used to this."

"Hiking is different than running,"

"Oh yeah? How so?"

"Uhhh," Y/N blanked out. How was running different from hiking? Both of the required you to move your legs. But also, you burned more energy from running.

So why was she so tired from hiking for only thirty minutes?

"It's not that hard of a question," Duncan chuckled.

"Well then you should be able to answer it yourself," Y/N said.

"I'm not the one who hates hiking,"

"I wouldn't be surprised if you did, since you hate everything else,"

"You're so observant,"

"And you're dumber than a rock,"

Four hours.

Four long, excruciating, hours.

That's how long it took for the Killer Bass to find the campsite.

Whoever was in charge of directions deserved to be burnt alive.

Mostly everyone was busy setting up camp. Y/N and Duncan were trying to make a fire (Duncan mostly watched though), Tyler was unpacking the backpack, and Geoff, Courtney and Bridgette were setting up the tent.

"Wow," Geoff said to Bridgette. "You pitch a tent like a guy."

It took everything in Y/N not to bust out laughing. She liked Geoff and thought he was cool but he did NOT know how to talk to girls.

"Real smooth," Duncan chuckled.

"I mean, you're not all girly about getting girly and stuff," Geoff corrected himself.

"Gee thanks," Bridgette said, a bored look on her face.

"What's for dinner woman? I'm starving," Duncan said to Courtney.

"I hope you don't expect me dignify that with a response," Courtney glared.

"Hey guys! Look what I found!" DJ exclaimed, carrying the cutest bunny Y/N had ever seen.

"Aww! He's so cute!" Y/N gushed.

"Well, I never had rabbit stew before, but what the hell, I'm game," Duncan said.

DJ and Y/N both scoffed, Y/N kicking him in the shin.

"This is my new pet! I'm calling him Bunny!"

"You couldn't find any food?" Courtney sighed. "Then it looks like we're eating grubs and berries for dinner."

"Speaking of grubs, has anyone seen tweedle dumb and tweedle dumber?" Y/N asked.

Everyone shook their heads.

"Great," Y/N murmured. "We have two missing teammates."

"They were dead weight anyway," Duncan said.

"Mhmm, I guess you're right," Y/N said. "They probably already fell of a cliff."

Duncan nodded in agreement. "You wanna go find some berries for dinner?"

"There's a berry bush over there," Y/N pointed to behind the tent, where there was indeed, a big berry bush.

"Yeah, but," Duncan stuttered. "The better berries are deeper in the woods."

"How would you know that?"

"'Cause I know everything, duh,"

"As much as I would love to go into the dark creepy woods, with a gentleman such as yourself," Y/N started. "I'm gonna have to pass. Maybe next time."

"Yeah, for sure," Duncan said, a little disappointed.

It was now official. Even though Duncan had only known Y/N for like three weeks, he was officially super down bad for Y/N.

But he would rather die than let anyone know. Especially Y/N.

Even if she did find out, there was no reason to ask her out. The two of them lived 3 hours from each other, and it wasn't like they were going to see each other again after the show was over.

So for now, Duncan was just going to bury those feelings, deep, deep, deep inside him.

They had got the fire started, which was good.

But they didn't have any food besides bugs and berries, that was bad.

The Killer Bass were sitting around the fire, talking, but mostly complaining about the challenge,

Even though surviving the night seemed easy, Chris definitely did not make it all easy for any of the campers. Y/N hoped that the other team were suffering as much as her team was.

Y/N was sitting between Duncan and Bridgette. Bridgette had a nervous look on her face and gasped when she heard an owl hoot.

Y/N knew that the woods freaked her out, so she put her arm around her shoulder to comfort her, Bridgette shooting her a grateful smile.

"Be cool, it's just an owl," DJ smiled.

"Sorry, I just get really freaked out in the forest," Bridgette explained.

"This reminds me of this really scary story I heard once," Duncan spoke up.

"Awesome, tell it, man," Geoff said.

"Are you sure?" Duncan asked. "Because the story I'm thinking of is pretty hardcore."

Courtney rolled her eyes. "Oooh, we're so scared,"

Duncan shrugged his shoulders. "All right. But don't say I didn't warn you,"

"One night, a lot like this one..."

"So suddenly, they, they heard this tap tap tapping on the side on the side of the car. The girl started to freak out, and by this time, even the guy was getting a bit scared. So he turned the car on and he stepped on it."

Everyone seemed invested and terrified of the story. Even Y/N, who loved reading Stephen King and watching horror movies, was a bit scared of the story.

"When they got back to the girl's house...she opened the door and screamed! Because there....hanging from the door handle....was the bloody hook! They say that this killer is still alive, wandering these very woods. He could be just about anywhere really. Maybe even right....here!"

Duncan pulled out a hook from behind his back, making everyone scream. Y/N (and a bunch of other people), hid behind DJ, wanting to get away from Duncan and his stupid story.

Duncan roared with laughter, holding his stomach due to how hard he was laughing.

"You asshole!" Y/N glared, marching up to him. "That wasn't funny!"

"Oh yes it was!" Duncan smirked. "I just wish it was all on camera! Oh wait, it is!"

"You are so vile!" Courtney spat, still hiding behind DJ. "Do your parents even like you?"

"I don't know Jumpy McChicken," Duncan chuckled. "I haven't asked them lately."

"Whatever," Y/N grumbled, pushing Duncan slightly. "Your story was still terrible."

"Sweetheart, you literally screamed like a goat," Duncan smirked, stepping closer. "My story was anything but terrible."

"You're insufferable, you know that?"

"Oh yeah? Well you're a dumbass,"

The two of them were in each other's faces, smirking at each other, their noses almost touching. It was then that Y/N began to realize more of Duncan's facial feature.

'Have his eyes always been that blue?' she thought. 'They're really pretty.'

Someone, she didn't know who, but one of the Bass cleared their throats. Y/N and Duncan turned away from each other to see that everyone on the team were looking at them, DJ and Harold had awkward looks on their faces, Bridgette and Geoff had smirks, wiggling their eyebrows, and Courtney had just pure rage on her face.

Y/N covered her red face with her hand. "I'm going to bed now. You guys do whatever I don't care."

Y/N went into the tent, everyone else still outside, now staring at Duncan.

"What are you guys staring at?" Duncan asked.

"What was that?" Courtney hissed.

"What was what?"

"That little moment that the two of you had!"

Duncan blushed, scratching his neck. "Yeah, what about it?"

Courtney narrowed her eyes. "You like her, don't you?"

Duncan's eyes widened, his face turning even more red than it already was. But before he could answer, Geoff interrupted. "Guys, it's getting pretty late. I think we should head to bed."

Courtney rolled her eyes before sighing. "Yeah I guess you're right. C'mon, everyone in the tent."

Duncan begrudgingly followed Courtney in the tent. He was surprised to find that Y/N was already sleeping.

'What a weirdo,' he thought, but he couldn't help smiling at her. Geoff elbowed his side, a smirk on his face. In response, Duncan rolled his eyes and punched his shoulder.

"Whatever man," Duncan muttered, laying down on the hard tent floor.

"Y/N?"

Y/N slowly opened up her eyes, seeing Bridgette above her. "Yeah?"

"Can you go pee with me? I'm too freaked out to leave the tent by myself."

"Yeah, of course."

After trying not to trip over anybody, the two of them made it out the tent. "Hey Bridge, it's okay, nothing's gonna happen to you."

"Yeah I know, it's just-" Bridgette gasped, a flock a bats coming towards the two of them, one of the landing on Bridgette's face.

Bridgette started stumbling around, Y/N trying her best to scare the bat away so it would fly off Bridgette's face. Eventually the bat did fly away, but Bridgette fell on the ground, accidentally kicking a hot coal up against the tent, which quickly lit on fire and disintegrated into nothing.

Everyone turned towards Bridgette (besides Duncan, he was somehow still asleep), who waved towards them in embarrassment.

"Great," Courtney snapped. "That's just great Bridgette! Now we have nowhere to sleep!"

"Hey you need to calm down," Y/N said, trying to diffuse the situation. "Obviously she didn't mean to, it's fine."

"Fine? It's fine!?" Courtney yelled. "Things could not possibly get worse!"

Things did in fact get worse.

It started to rain. Y/N was mad that is started to rain, but also was satisfied at Courtney's reaction to the rain, her yelling out in frustration.

Y/N barely got any sleep that night. How could you when the only shelter you had was DJ holding up a giant leaf? She didn't know how, but eventually she did fall asleep. It wasn't very good, how good could it get on the forest floor, but it was enough to keep her energized to finish the challenge.

What she didn't expect was to wake up cuddled on Duncan's chest, his arm around her.

"Woah! Get off me!" Y/N blushed, pushing herself off Duncan.

"You were the one that was cuddling up to me," Duncan said groggily, waking up.

"Your arm was around me, you pig,"

"Whatever, I've been called worse,"

"Troll? Homewrecker? Any of those ring a bell?"

"You have such a nice way with words," Duncan rubbed the sleep out of his eyes.

"Only learned it from the best,"

~Confessionals~

"I swear that is not what it looked like,"Y/N said, her hands covering her face. "Nothing happened, everything's fine, I swear!"

They ran. And they ran as fast as they could.

Y/N couldn't remember the last time she ran that fast for anything. Yeah she was fast, but normally she wouldn't run that fast.

The Killer Bass were the first ones to camp. Y/N smiled, seeing Chris mess with the fire pit in the distance.

"We're the first ones back!" Courtney cheered.

The Screaming Gophers were right behind them, all of them disappointed that they weren't the first team to arrive.

And also why was Izzy in a bear costume? Who knows. Izzy was a strange human.

"Oh no! They beat us here!" Heather groaned, pushing Owen, making Izzy giggle. "This is all your fault!"

"Not so fast, goforinos," Chris spoke up. "It seems that the Killer Bass are missing a few fish."

"Are you talking about Katie and Sadie?" Y/N asked. "I'm pretty sure they got eaten by wolves twenty minutes in."

"Damn shame," Duncan shook his head. And as if God was having a good laugh and wanted to torture the Killer Bass, Katie and Sadie came running into camp, babbling about how they got lost and how they got into a fight and made up.

Y/N wanted to drown the two of them in the lake.

"Are you two finished with your little love fest?" Courtney cleared her throat. Katie and Sadie nodded, wrapped in each others embrace and big smiles on their faces. "Good. Because thanks to you, we just lost the challenge!"

"All right Killer Bass, one of your fishy butts is going home!" Chris announced. "Gophers, you're going on an all expense paid trip to the Tuck Shop!"

All the Screaming Gophers screamed in excitement, running off with huge grins on their faces. Everyone on the Killer Bass stared after them with shock, then turned to look at Katie and Sadie with anger.

Oh yeah, one of them was definitely going home tonight.

But the question was, who was Y/N going to vote for?

They were both really nice, but they were also both really, really dense.

This was going to be very hard indeed.

"Who did you vote for?" Duncan asked, sitting next to Y/N under a tree.

There was around twenty minutes left until it was time to vote, the two of them hanging out to pass the time.

"I actually can't remember," Y/N chuckled. "It's hard to tell the two of them apart."

"Can't believe we lost because those two idiots got lost in the woods," Duncan muttered, throwing a rock in the distance. "There has to be some kind of rule against that kind of shit."

"What do you expect? This show sucks," Y/N sighed.

"Do you wish you didn't sign up to compete?"

"Sometimes. But if I didn't, I wouldn't of met you or Bridgette or anyone else here."

Duncan smirked, hoping Y/N wouldn't notice his blush. "Aww you're making me blush, princess."

Y/N smiled, rolling her eyes. "You're so smooth,"

"Yeah, I know,"

It was finally time for the elimination ceremony, all of the Killer Bass sitting on the tree stumps, the fire illuminating all their faces.

Sadie and Katie sat next to each other, fear and disappointment on their faces. Even they knew that one of them was going home.

"You've all cast your votes," Chris said. "The camper who does not receive a marshmallow must immediately, hit the dock of shame, grab the boat of losers, and get the heck outta here!"

"And you can't come back. Ever!"

"Now, I can see you're all tired, so tonight, I'll just throw them to you," Chris said, holding up marshmallows. "Courtney, Duncan, Y/N, Bridgette, DJ, Harold, Geoff, Tyler."

"Ladies," Chris said ominously. Sadie and Katie hugged each other, nervous looks on their faces, their teeth chattering. "This is the final marshmallow of the evening."

He waited for a moment before announcing who got the final marshmallow.

"Sadie,"

"No! Why Katie!" Sadie cried. "Why her!?"

"It's so unfair!" Katie sobbed, making Y/N roll her eyes.

"I so can't do this! I've never been anywhere without Katie. We have to be together or I'll totally die!"

Katie grabbed onto Sadie's shoulders. "Sadie, listen to me, you can do this. You are strong and beautiful and like, maybe even smarter than me. You're like the funnest girl I know! You have to do this for both of us."

Sadie started to tear up. Y/N fake gagged over to Duncan, the two of them giggling quietly like little schoolgirls.

Sadie walked Katie to the dock of shame, Chris and a few Killer Bass following them.

"That was so draining," Y/N yawned.

"You're telling me," Duncan also yawned. "I'm so glad that one of those idiots is gone."

Y/N nodded getting up.

"Where are you going?" Duncan asked.

"I'm gonna go on a little walk," Y/N answered. "You wanna come?"

"Sure,"

this chapter all feels like ass

stay safe and drink lots of water <33

xoxo, Izzy

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bananasher1337 · 4 months ago

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i saved the better doodles for this post

yeah

#asher's art tag #total drama #sierra td #gwen td #leshawna td #harold td #bridgette td #lesharold #leshawna x harold #let’s go lesbiaaaaaaanz

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incorrect-gaffers-quotes · 1 year ago

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Gwen: So, are you two dating now?

Heather & Leshawna: Yes.

Gwen: Why?

Heather: I happen to find Leshawna very appealing.

Gwen: Yeah, I can understand that. I'm trying to figure out what's wrong with Leshawna.

#source: ???#total drama #td gwen #td heather #td leshawna #ship: heather x leshawna #incorrect quotes #incorrect screaming gaffers

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insensitiveroses · 1 year ago

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yeah she likes kissing guys but she likes kissing girls more

#real bc im teletoon #total drama #td #total drama island #tdi #total drama action #tda #total drama world tour #tdwt #total drama all stars #tdas #td gwen #gwourtney #gweather #gwidgette #wlw #gwen x leshawna

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wet-rat96 · 11 days ago

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Happy pride month guys, here some things from ep.2 lore :P

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canonically47 · 1 year ago

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no you don't get it gwuncan is SO GOOD but only in theory because it's SO BAD in canon but if it was strictly a fanon ship it would be flying off the shelves

#gwuncan i will save you from your actual canon version #i have so many thoughts on them. and my ass hasnt even rewatched world tour yet #their friendship in s1 and s2 oughhh they're so good #gwuncan #gwen td #td gwen #duncan td #td duncan #also rewatching tda made me like duncan more #idk how this happened. he was always mean to my favs (harold leshawna & heather)#he just is.. such a guy?#anyways more tags #total drama #total drama island #tdi #total drama action #total drama world tour #gwen x duncan #duncan x gwen

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iluminaru · 1 year ago

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My favorite td couples in honor of the celebration

Merry Christmas/Happy Yule to all of you! I hope you are having a great time :)

So in honor of celebration, I've decided to draw my most favorite couples.

My headcanons about how each couple celebrate:

Heather and Alejandro usually visit some Christmas fairs, watching films/movies, throwing snowballs at each other and pushing each other into a snowdrifts.

Gwen's mother always arranging a family Christmas trip. Courtney usually spending Christmas all alone watching TV, baking cookies and texting her girlfriend.

Dawn and Ezekiel always arguing about what they should celebrate, because Dawn is a pagan and Ezekiel is a Christian. They always ending up with a some sort of a compromise.

LeShawna and Harold are talking a day just for themselves to try different activities. Harold loves to brag about random things and LeShawna is a good listener.

MK and Julia started a podcast. Their favourite thing is reading r/AITA.

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sug4rsicle · 2 years ago

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Did I forget to tell y'all that I'm also into Total Drama

Here's my fanart so far, It's mainly sort of a series where I draw all of the characters, but I'll do other td content. Also Harold my beloved♡♡♡

#total drama #harold td #Bridgette td #Lindsay td #Noah td #Izzy Td #Gwen td #Sierra td #Katie and Sadie #Katie and Sadie TD #Total Drama Island #sug4r's art #Bouns: Lesharold #Harold x Leshawna

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art-of-the-creative-mind · 12 days ago

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Chapter 4: Clowning Around Gets You Nowhere

[If everyone could just calm down we could get somewhere. But where’s the fun in that.]

Noah lost his breath after the first few steps. By the time he got to the scene, after all the screaming and arguing, he was gasping for breath. Body hot and pouring sweat.

That’s all to say he couldn’t scream if he wanted to. And he wanted to.

He tore his eyes away and puked. Goddamn it. He’d studied medicine before, a few anatomy classes, but none of the dummies he’d trained with could prepare him for the way Zeke’s dull eyes stared so blankly.

“What the fuck?” Noah shook himself back to reality and took in the rest of the scene. And it was… a scene.

Izzy was pacing in front of a tied up and gagged Heather. A badly beat up Heather. In fact she looked terrible. Eye settling in a dark color and a clearly broken nose. Blood stained her skin.

“Hey Izzy, uhhh, what you got there?”

Noah inched closer. Izzy was his friend, sure, but that didn’t mean she didn’t scare the shit out of him.

“Oh! Hi Noah! Was wondering when you would get here.” As Izzy turned he could catch a glimpse of her face in the rapidly setting sun. Pupils blown, lips pulled wide, blood on her hands. “I tied up the murderer! Eva totally did a number on her, yeah!”

Heather tried to talk around whatever cloth was stuffed in her mouth. Not cloth… money? She had cash stuffed inside her mouth. Her upper body wrapped in ropes.

Oh, right, the million dollars.

The case was sitting off to the side, bills scattered around the ground soaking up blood.

“Uhh, good job Iz.” Noah had to think fast, how do you reason with a crazy person? “But Chris and Chef won’t let us leave till we get the million dollars back to camp?”

Izzy stopped her pacing and smiled, “Ooh! Yeah! We could still win the money!” She jumped into action without pause. Noah kinda felt bad for her, being crazy can’t be easy. As Izzy was distracted he squatted down taking careful consideration not to get any blood on himself as he helped Heather get rid of the bills in her mouth.

“You’re lucky at least one of us isn’t crazy, care to tell me what happened?” Noah stood back letting Heather cough for a second and struggle in her restraints.

“Lucky?! Are you dense?” She seethed, cursing under her breath as she tried again to break out. “Fucking UNTIE ME!” She yelled out. Noah cursed and covered her mouth glancing over to Izzy to make sure she wasn’t going to butt in. But Izzy seemed to be staring deep into the woods unmoving. Right, nutcase.

“Okay, either I severely overestimated your intelligence or you have a fucking death wish.” Heather’s eyes narrow in anger, but she stills letting out an angry huff in response. Noah continued, “Izzy will be the least of our worries when whatever killed Zeke gets back to finish us all off. So, shut the fuck up.”

They sit in silence for a moment. Just waiting for the other to back down.

Courtney had to stop herself from laughing.

Justin was sulking trying to look at his reflection in the lake while Duncan laughed at him. It was probably mean to laugh at his misfortune, but she couldn’t help it.

His cheek was already swelling from the punch leaving his mouth in a deep pout.

“You know, I had my face appraised and valued at four thousand dollars. I could sue for damages.” Justin threatened Duncan to no avail. The delinquent didn’t stop laughing for a moment, wiping away involuntary tears.

“Aren’t you missing some dimwits?” Courtney addressed Justin. He looked up her and she could see him start to think.

“Oh yeah, ummm. They went off in another direction. You know… to look for the money.” Justin stumbled out the lie. Courtney and Justin held each other’s eyes for a while.

Oh, he’s just dumb.

Courtney burst out laughing.

“You ditched two girls in the woods? Not cool man.” Duncan said, though he was still smiling. He massaged his sore hand, Justin was lucky Duncan hadn’t thought to use the knife in his punch.

“No of course not, I’m not a monster. They’re in a cave, I think.” Justin rebutted with upmost sincerity. Courtney couldn’t help but to start laughing again.

“Well, they’re not our problem, it’s everybody for themselves now.” She huffed and started walking down the beach. They were losing daylight and no one had told them the game was over.

Duncan jumped to follow her. “Yes ma’am.” He smiled wildly. What a woman.

Behind them Justin stared, he wasn’t used to people bossing him around. Mostly just doing whatever he wanted them to. It was refreshing. He jumped to attention and fell in step behind them.

Courtney glanced back at her followers and scoffed. She would just have to lose them soon.

Or better yet let them find the million dollars and bring it right back to her.

Heather forces herself to calm down long enough for Noah to remove his hand.

“Okay, but get these fucking ropes off me first, then we can get the fuck outta here.” Heather seethes. Noah sighs and obliges. “You should stay sitting though, who knows what little-miss-psycho will do to you if she sees you’re free range.”

Heather pulls her knees in as she recounts what she knows. She leaves out her fighting with Beth, but she knows Noah can pick up the clues. He probably listened to Beth complain about Heather for months now, why would anyone believe she wasn’t a monster.

By the end, Heather is crying, hot angry tears. Noah can only stare at her in thought. She takes in her surroundings for the first time in a while. It was getting dark, there was obviously something lurking in the woods and she had no idea where they were. Fuck. So much going on. And as if on cue.

“Lindsay!”

One more thing to add to her headache.

Gwen was terrified.

Her, Trent and Leshawna ran to the main lodge once they heard the commotion hoping to intercept the money but were met with Beth sobbing into the ground clothes splattered with blood.

Trent wrapped his arms around Gwen as she stumbled back. Her stomach turning at the sight.

“Harold?”

Gwen’s face drained even further, Leshawna stepped forward carefully forward. Harold never looks up, only throws his arms around Leshawna and sobs. Something about Zeke? Oh god, what happened to Zeke?

“Uhh, guys? We should find Chris, he can't just, uhh, leave us here. Right?” Cody stutters out. Gwen feels the pit open up in her stomach again. Hands instinctively covering her mouth as she let's out an involuntary yelp.

“He’s gone. He left us here to die.”

Noah paled at the exclamation.

That was Tyler’s voice. Still far away but he knew it. He’d actually spent a lot of time with the guy on Playa Des Losers. Nothing to make them friends, he couldn’t hold a conversation for more than a few minutes with the guy, but he definitely didn’t deserve to get killed in the woods while looking for his girlfriend.

He glanced back to Izzy. Still staring into the woods unmoving. Heather covered her face with her hands, her eyes wide and misty.

“Fuck, just what we need.” It was too dark to make out much in the trees and he definitely wasn’t going to call out to Tyler and lead… whatever back here. Sorry Tyler, but some people have to look out for themselves. Besides, Tyler can hold his own in a fight, right?

Okay… Izzy’s incapacitated and Heather is catatonic. They need to get back to camp and soon. Preferably without landing in a bear trap. Okay, think Noah think. Camp is south of here, there’s a path that should let out at the mess hall. That could work, he just needs to make sure the nut-job and the prom queen can walk.

“Lindsay!”

Noah’s heart raced, Tyler was getting close and bringing anything that could possibly hear him along with him and all Noah had was Heather who could barely lift her head and Izzy-

He met Izzy’s eyes, her smile unnervingly wide as she points into the woods where Noah could confidantly make out the figure standing in the woods.

Tyler kept running.

Nothing could stop him now, not even as he tripped and knocked into the foliage around him. Nothing on his mind but Lindsay.

Just Lindsay.

Her bright blue eyes, her long blonde hair, the way her smile lights up every room she walks into. He’ll find her. He knows he will. He has to. God why hadn’t he just gone with her? What could’ve happened to leave Beth covered with all that blood? Why…

He felt the ground give way under him sending him painfully down a hill.

Everything hurts. His ears ringing, head pounding, even breathing was hard. It took him a moment to realize he was screaming before he stopped. He lolled his head to the side trying to stabilize the spinning of his head. No luck, everything kept moving. He couldn’t stop, he needed to find her.

“Hey! —ller guy! -ver he—!”

Tyler’s heart jumps. The voice cut in and out of his ears. It was a girl’s voice. It was far away in his head but he could see the figure above him like an angel. Lindsay? Lindsay was his angel! But it was too dark. No, her eyes were too dark. Since when were her eyes that dark?

“Lindsay?” He mumbles reaching up to grab at the figure only to be dragged up to his knees.

“Not quite, Adonis. I only wish I could be that pretty.”

Noah? Tyler struggled up to his feet unsteady and nauseous. His ankle felt wrong, sprained or broken he guessed. His eyes scanned the area with draining fervor locking somewhere in the distance. Lindsay needs him.

“Dude, I know you’re roided out on adrenaline but really we gotta go now, Izzy can outrun a lotta things but I don’t want to know what happens if she gets caught.” Noah grabbed at Tyler’s arm only to be shrugged off as he hobbled back into a jog. Noah sighed as he tried to slow down the boy in front of him hoping to talk a little sense into him.

But Noah hadn’t noticed it yet. What Tyler was focused on reaching.

Lindsay. Lying in the grass.

She needed his help. She needed him and he wasn’t there. He couldn’t save her. He sobbed as he fell to his knees beside her. No noise, just voiceless sobs.

Her face hastily painted like a clown.

Lips stitched together leaving bloody marks circling her mouth.

And her throat ringed in angry, deep bruises.

Her eyes though, her eyes were still a beautiful calming blue.

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Red Wine

"So we back in the club

With our bodies rockin' from side to side, side-side to side, uh

Thank God the week is done

I feel like a zombie gone back to life, back-back to life~"

DJ Got Us Fallin' in Love - USHER, Pitbull

Previous Next

Dear Mom and Dad, I'm doing fine

You guys are on my mind

You asked me what I wanted to be

And I think the answer is plain to see

I wanna be famous

I wanna live close to the sun

So pack your bags 'cause I've already won

Nothing to do, nothing in my way

I'll get there one day

Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na

I wanna be

I wanna be famous

I wanna be

I wanna be famous~

Y/N was sleeping soundly in her bed, her pajamas snug to her skin, and the warm blanket covering her body.

All was well, until stupid Chris decided to wake everyone with that stupid horn.

Y/N, and all the other girls in the cabin woke with a start, freaked out by the sound.

"Is he seriously going to wake us up this early in the morning?" Y/N groaned.

"I hate him so much," Bridgette sighed, getting down from the top bunk.

"Campers!" Chris shouted from the megaphone. "I want all your butts outside in ten minutes!"

"I'm lighting myself on fire," Y/N mumbled, as she started to get ready for the day.

All of the team members stood outside the cabin, waiting for Chris' instructions.

"Morning!" Chris said in a way too chipper voice. "Hope you slept well."

"Hi, Chris, you look really buff in those shorts," Heather said, making Y/N want to gag.

"I know," Chris winked. "Okay, I hope you're all ready, because your next challenge begins in exactly one minute!"

"Um what do you mean in one minute?" Y/N spoke up.

"I don't know if that's enough time to eat breakfast," Owen sheepishly said.

"Oh, you'll get breakfast, Owen," Chris smirked. "Right after you complete your twenty-kilometer run around the lake!"

"Oh, so you're funny now?" Eva remarked, walking up to Chris.

"You know what I think would be funny?" Eva asked, Duncan and Geoff trying to hold her back.

"Eva, please try to control your temper," Y/N reasoned.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" Eva snarled at Chris.

"A little," Chris smiled. "You have thirty seconds."

~Confessionals~

"Okay, Eva is actually kinda cool, but seriously she needs to learn how to control herself," Y/N explained. "She's already thrown her suitcase out the window and broken the lock on one of the bathroom doors."

"Okay runners!" Chris called out.

Most of the campers were in position to start running. Y/N decided that she was going to run the first half of it, and walk the other half, not wanting to tire herself out too much.

"On your marks, get set, go!"

People like Y/N and Trent immediately began to sprint, but then there were people like Harold and Heather who opted to walk instead.

~Confessionals~

"I don't run," Heather said. "And I definitely don't run in high heeled wedges."

After about an hour, Y/N decided to slow down, stopping for a moment to catch her breath.

"Chris should have given us water," Y/N panted. "Holy shit, that was a lot."

"I didn't know you could run like that," Duncan said out of nowhere, making Y/N jump. "Seeing you run makes me feel a little bit self-conscience."

"Duncan!" Y/N exclaimed. "You scared me!"

"My bad, sweetheart," Duncan laughed.

"How the hell did you catch up with me?" Y/N asked, the two of them walking. "I'm like, one of the farthest ahead."

"It's not that hard to run, you know," Duncan playfully scoffed. "Are you calling me fat, Y/N?"

"Sure, whatever you wanna believe," Y/N said, too tired to defend herself.

"Not even gonna try to deny it?" Duncan asked. "I like that in a girl."

"That makes no sense at all," Y/N said.

"Woah, Y/N!" Chris said, driving buy the two of them on a mini motorcycle. "You're the farthest ahead, I'm impressed."

"Uh, thanks?" Y/N said.

"Surprised to see you here, Duncan," Chris said. "Thought you would of been all the way in the back."

"Eat shit, McLain!" Duncan snapped.

"There's no need to get so vulgar," Chris chuckled. "Anyways, if you're not back by dinner time, you don't eat! So you two might want to pick up the pace."

And with that, Chris drove away.

"Ugh, I hate that guy so much," Duncan frowned.

"I think everyone here does," Y/N said. "How many piercings do you have?"

"Why you asking?" Duncan asked.

"Cause I want to tear them all out," Y/N sad bluntly. "You dumbass, I'm bored and I want to get to know you. Is that allowed?"

"Sorry," Duncan laughed. "No one's ever asked me that, it caught me off guard, my bad."

"So?"

"Oh, right," Duncan sheepishly said. "I have one on my lip, two on my both my ears, and one eyebrow."

"So, five in total?"

"Yup,"

"Cool,"

"I guess,"

There was an awkward silence for a moment, the two of the continuing to walk.

"How long have you had your nose ring?" Duncan asked.

"Only a couple of months," Y/N said. "It was my birthday gift from my dad."

"Did you do it yourself?"

"Nah, I was too scared to,"

"Lame,"

"Go fuck yourself,"

After about an hour and a half, Duncan and Y/N finally made it to the mess hall.

"Chris," Y/N snapped as they walked in. "If I don't get something to drink, I'm setting this whole island on fire."

"Calm down," Chris said. "Since you two are the first ones here, you guys get the privilege of water."

"Water isn't a privilege, but thanks, I guess," Y/N took a water bottle from Chris and handing one to Duncan.

"It is in Africa," Duncan said.

Y/N hit Duncan over the head with her water bottle.

Y/N laid her head down on one of the tables, watching the rest of the campers arrive.

Each one looked more tired than the last, all of them looking like they were going to pass out.

"Clear a table, stat!" Owen suddenly said, barging in.

He was carrying a passed-out Noah and set him down on the other table.

"Oh, God, is he okay?" Y/N asked as Owen started doing CPR on Noah.

"What took you so long?" Courtney whined as Harold arrived. "We just lost the challenge!"

"I think I'm having heart palpitations," Harold said, clutching his chest.

"Hey, wait a minute," Gwen said. "If they lost, that means we won the challenge.

Everyone on the Screaming Gophers started cheering, even Noah who had mysteriously just now woken up.

"Woah there, hold your horses, guys," Chris laughed. "That wasn't the challenge."

"What did you just say?" Gwen asked.

"Who's hungry?" Chris asked as purple curtain opened up, revealing a buffet of delicious food.

Y/N almost burst into tears at the sight of all that food.

There was turkey, mashed potatoes, rolls, gravy, pie, sausage, bacon, and all of Y/N's favorites.

~Confessionals~

"No joke, when I saw that, I was literally about to start bawling," Y/N said. "It was better than other buffet I've been too."

~Confessionals~

"And then I saw it!" Owen said. "The buffet table! It was beautiful. There was turkey, and baked beans, and maple syrup. Can I have a minute?"

Owen then started to cry

Y/N groaned in pain, clutching her bloated stomach. She was now beginning to regret eating all that food.

But at the same time, she wished she ate more.

"Okay campers!" Chris said with the megaphone. "Time for part two of your challenge!"

"I thought eating was the second part," Owen said, his mouth full.

"What more do you want from us?" Gwen asked.

"Weird goth girl is right," Heather agreed, making Gwen glare at her. "Haven't we been through enough?"

"Um, let me think about that," Chris said. "No!"

"It's time for the Awake-a-thon!"

"The what-a-thon?" Owen asked.

"Don't worry," Chris said. "This is an easy one. The team with the last camper standing wins invincibility."

"So, what you're saying is that the twenty-kilometer run that we did, and all that food we just ate was to make it harder for us to stay awake?" Y/N asked.

"That's right Y/N!" Chris smiled.

"Damn, he's good," Y/N frowned.

"Move! Move! Move!" Chris exclaimed.

"How long do you think it'll be before everyone's out cold?" Duncan said as him and Y/N walked out the mess hall.

"Mhm maybe an hour," Y/N answered, but then she saw Owen already looking like he was about to pass out.

"Maybe less,"

Twelve hours later, and Y/N already felt like she was dying.

All of the campers, including her, had dark circles under their eyes.

"Woohoo!" Owen said. "I can do this in my sleep!"

Owen then passed out, falling asleep.

"I knew he was going to be the first one to go," Y/N mumbled.

~Confessionals~

"The Awake-a-thon was definitely the most brutal thing I've ever done in my life," Gwen said

"This is the most boring thing I've ever done in my life," Y/N heard Gwen say.

"Could be way worse," Trent yawned.

"Oh yeah?" Gwen asked. "How?"

"Well, I could be stuck here without you to talk to," Trent smiled.

Y/N and Duncan fake gagged.

~Confessionals~

"So, my strategy is to get two other campers to form an alliance with me and take to the final three," Heather smirked. "The only question is who can I find that is either desperate or dumb enough to do whatever I say?"

"Duncan," Y/N said. "If I die because of this stupid challenge, promise me you'll play Britney Spears at my funeral."

"You like Britney Spears?" Duncan laughed. "I should of know you'd be into white girl music."

"I don't know whether to be offended or to laugh," Y/N scoffed. "What do you listen to then?"

"Green Day or Avril Lavigne," Duncan yawned.

"You listen to Avril Lavigne?" Y/N laughed.

"Did I say that?" Duncan corrected himself. "Nah, I like uh, blink-182."

"You can't make fun of me for liking Britney when you like Avril," Y/N giggled.

"Fine," Duncan sighed. "I like Avril Lavigne, a lot. But you gotta promise not to tell anyone."

"Your secret's safe with me," Y/N smiled.

"Good,"

"So what's your favorite song from her?"

They had just now passed the twenty-four-hour mark, Y/N and Duncan were still awake, but barely.

The one's who fell asleep on the Killer Bass Team were Harold, Bridgette, Katie, and Sadie.

"Favorite snack?" Y/N asked.

"Probably pretzels," Duncan replied. "What about you?"

"Umm F/S," Y/N said.

"Good choice," Duncan nodded. "Uh, favorite drink?"

"Probably-"

Suddenly, they were interrupted by the sound of Tyler screaming.

"What the hell?" Y/N giggled.

"Congratulations campers!" Chris said. "You've made it to the twenty-four-hour mark. Time to take things up a notch!"

Chris took a white sheet off of a big lump, revealing a big pile of books.

"Fairytales," Chris smirked.

"Oh, he's not serious," Gwen frowned.

Y/N had to cover up her mouth to keep from laughing when she saw Chef dressed in a pink sheep suit, holding a harp.

Chris cleared his throat before he started to read.

"Once upon a time," he said very slowly. "There was, inside this boring kingdom, a boring village. And inside this boring, sleepy village, filled with very boring children, who did very boring things...."

"I have died and gone to Hell," Y/N mumbled. "That is the only explanation for this."

"At least we're in Hell together," Duncan smirked.

"You wish," Y/N scoffed.

Out of nowhere, Chef appeared again, but this time, he was wearing a pink ballerina outfit.

Y/N could only stare in shock and in amusement.

He started dancing, throwing sparkles at the campers, which made them yawn.

"What the hell did I sign up for?" Y/N yawned.

It had now been officially forty hours since the challenge started.

Y/N didn't even know how she was still awake.

"Uhhh, favorite movie?" she asked.

"Die Hard, all the way," Duncan answered.

"Ugh, of course you like Die Hard," Y/N scoffed.

"What's not to like?" Duncan said. "There's action, and guns, and people die."

"I know, I've seen the movie,"

"What's your favorite movie then since you wanna judge so much, huh?"

"You promise not to laugh?" she yawned.

"Cross my heart and hope to die," he also yawned.

"Beauty and the Beast," Y/N said.

"I knew you would be into the cheesy love stories," Duncan laughed.

"I think it's romantic," Y/N said, hitting Duncan's arm. "And besides, you can't beat the classics."

"Die Hard is a classic,"

"Beauty and the Beast is more of a classic,"

"No it's not,"

"Literally yes it is,"

"No it is-"

Y/N and Duncan's bickering got cut of by the sight of Owen sleep walking.

Now normally, this wouldn't of of bothered them, and they would of went back to bickering over Die Hard and Beauty and the Beast.

But Owen was completely naked.

Y/N's eyed widened as she saw his clothes strewn on the ground a few feet away from her and Duncan.

Y/N and Duncan looked at each other, looks of disbelief and disgust on their face.

"I think I might barf,"

~Confessionals~

"Did I mention that I ate the entire dish of baked beans and maple syrup?" Owen said. "Funny thing about baked beans they make me sleepwalk."

Duncan and Y/N were leaning their backs on each other.

She felt like her eyebags were burning themselves into her skin.

"You still awake?" Duncan asked.

"Unfortunately," Y/N said. "It's like I'm so tired that I'm not tired anymore. Does that make sense?"

"I have no idea, sweetheart," Duncan asked. "Favorite TV show?"

"Friends," she replied. "Favorite color?"

"Neon green, obviously,"

"Oh, don't be a smartass,"

"You like it, I know you do,"

"Uh-huh, I like it so much,"

The two of them sat there without saying a word. Y/N looked up at the dark starry sky.

"I can't wait for this challenge to be over," she finally said.

"You and me both," Duncan yawned. "At least I have you to talk to,"

"Keep all that mushy stuff to yourself," Y/N slightly giggled.

"You know what I meant," Duncan scoffed, lightly punching her arm.

It had been fifty one hours since the challenge started.

Y/N felt like she was getting ready to go crazy.

"Look at him," she heard Gwen say. "He's like a statue!"

Y/N looked up and saw that Gwen was talking about Justin

He was standing upright and his eyes were completely open, not blinking once.

Y/N raised hey eyebrows in doubt.

"He hasn't moved in over fifty hours!"

Gwen and Trent then started to make noises, hoping that Justin would blink or acknowledge them.

He didn't.

"Amazing, look at the concentration," Gwen said.

Y/N, smelling the bullshit, stood up and walked over to where Justin was. She poked him in the face, and he stirred.

He opened his eyes

Turns out his eyelids were painted.

Gwen gasped, while Y/N smirked in satisfaction.

"His eyelids are painted I saw it!" Eva yelled.

"Get out!" Chris said in disbelief. "Oh, I've got to see this."

Chris walked over to where Justin was standing and started to inspect his face.

"That is so crazy incredible!" Chris exclaimed. "But, you're still out dude."

Eighty five hours.

It had been eighty five hours.

Is this what Hell is like?

Is this karma for some of the bad things Y/N did?

Y/N didn't even know if she was alive.

The only people that were awake were Heather, Trent, Gwen, Y/N, Duncan, and Eva.

Y/N sat on a log, watching as Duncan put a sleeping Harold's hand in a cup of warm water.

"Oh, gross it works!" Duncan exclaimed. "Dude peed his pants."

Y/N wanted to laugh, but felt like she didn't have the energy to.

Harold gasped when he woke up, trying to cover himself up.

She looked around and saw everyone who was out of the challenge begin to wake up.

If this were any other circumstance, she would have peed her pants from laughing so hard when she saw Noah cuddling Cody and kissing his earlobe.

"I'd kill for a coffee right now," Gwen yawned.

"Literally same," Y/N smiled, getting a small smile from Gwen in return.

"What is the matter with you people?" Chris sipped on his coffee. "Come on, fall asleep already!"

"You gotta hook me up, man!" Gwen said, pulling on Chris' leg. "I'll even eat the grinds! Anything!"

Chris shook Gwen off him.

"Alright, you six stay with me," Chris said to the people who stayed awake. "The rest of you go and get a shower for Heaven's sake! You stink!"

Y/N rubbed her eyes as all the other campers walked off.

"I didn't want it to come to this. I said that to Chef Hatchet last night," Chris said. "I said 'Chef, I don't want it to come to this, but damn it, these campers are tough' and so I've come up with the most boring sleep inducing activity I can find."

~Confessionals~

"Oh come on, what now?" Gwen said. "Okay you know what? Bring it on!"

~Confessionals~"

"There's nothing more boring than trying to stay awake for eighty hours," Y/N grumbled. "Whatever he thinks of is going to be a piece of cake."

Chris pulled out a large, thick, red book.

"The history of Canada," he smugly said. "A pop-up book. Chapter one, the beaver. National symbol, and a 'real' fine hat."

Everyone groaned and grumbled.

"Whatever you do, don't fall asleep," Duncan mumbled, sitting next to her as Chris droned on and on about a dumb beaver.

"You too," Y/N whispered, staring at the ground.

Now there were only four people left.

Gwen, Trent, Duncan, and Y/N.

Y/N smirked when she saw that Chris was also getting tired.

"Trent!" Gwen said suddenly.

Y/N looked and saw that Trent collapsed on the ground, fast asleep.

"Don't leave me!" she said.

"Time for a bathroom break!" Chris suddenly said. "Any takers?"

"I've held it for this long, I can go all day!"

Duncan looked like he about to burst.

"Yea, but can you hold it for another ten chapters?" Gwen smirked.

"You've got five minutes," Chris said. "As long as you don't mind a little company."

Gwen sighed.

"Y'know, you and Trent would be cute together," Y/N smiled.

"Really? You think so?" Gwen asked.

"Totally,"

"Thanks," Gwen smiled. "You and Duncan look cute together, too."

"Not my type," Y/N scoffed.

"Uh-huh, whatever you tell yourself."

Y/N closed her eyes for a second, only a second, but didn't want to open them back up.

So she didn't.

Before she knew it, Y/N was being woken up to vote who she wanted to go home.

Y/N didn't really know who to vote for, so she chose someone random.

She didn't remember who though, since she was on the brink of death.

Everyone on the Killer Bass looked like they wanted to sleep for the next month.

Y/N felt the same way, except she wanted to sleep for the rest of her life.

She sat on a stump next to Duncan. She had to force herself to keep her eyes open, because she knew that if she closed them, even for a second, she was going to collapse.

"You've all cast your votes and made your decision," Chris said. "There are only nine marshmallows on this plate. When I call your name, come up and claim your marshmallow. The camper who does not receive a marshmallow must immediately return to the Dock of Shame, catch the Boat of Losers and leave. And you can never come back. Ever."

"The first marshmallow goes to Y/N,"

Y/N very slowly walked up and claimed her marshmallow.

"Duncan,"

"Bridgette,"

"Courtney,"

"Katie and Sadie,"

Both of the squealed making Y/N cringe.

"Tyler,"

"DJ,"

"Geoff,"

The last two that were left without a marshmallow was Eva and Harold.

"Campers, this is the final marshmallow of the evening," Chris said, staying silent for a few moments for the dramatic effect.

Y/N ate her marshmallow, not really caring in that moment who stayed and who went home.

All she really focused on was how good this marshmallow was.

Were marshmallows always this delicious?

"Harold," Chris finally said.

Harold smiled and claimed his marshmallow.

"Eva, the Dock of Shame awaits,"

"Nice," Eva seethed. "Really nice. Who needs this stupid fucking TV show anyway?"

As Eva stomped away, she stopped and kicked Chris in the shin.

"Ow!" Chris yelled. "Have a good night's sleep tonight, you're all safe."

~Confessionals~

"I feel bad for Eva, but not really," Y/N said. "From what I heard from Bridgette, she was acting totally crazy. You can't act like raging psycho and then get mad at people when they don't forgive you."

~Confessionals~

"So Eva was one of their strongest players," Heather smirked. "And now she's gone. I am so running this game."

Y/N trudged off back to her bunk, not even bothering to say goodnight to Duncan or anyone else.

She would explain to him another time, but for now, all she really cared about was getting some sleep.

Without putting her pajamas on, she fell asleep as soon as her hit the pillow.

She hoped that the next challenge wasn't as brutal as this one.

if i had to stay awake for eighty hours straight, i would probably commit a felony tbh

AINT NO WAY IM STAYIN UP FOR THAT LONG

stay safe and drink lots of water <33

xoxo, Issy

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