"YOU ARE SO IMMATURE!" screamed Courtney.
"C'mon Princess, just one kiss?" begged Duncan.
"Never!" said the exasperated young contestant, crossing her arms like a child.
"And you're calling me immature? Don't judge a book by its cover."
She was about to respond to the juvenille, but she was interupted by her least favorite man in the world, Chris MaClean.
"Good morning contestants!" he shouted at the two trailers filled with exhausted campers.
"What is it now, Chris?" said a bodacious girl Courtney believed was named LaShawna.
"We-hell, why don't ya'll follow me and find out!" yelled Chris.
Courtney always wondered why the hell he was always so cheerful and awake so early in the fucking morning. Oh yeah, he was always looking forward to trying out his new ways of torture on the teenagers.
"CAMPERS!" Chris screamed, obviously pissed.
Everyone's eyes opened back up immediately and followed the awful man to their probable graves.
He ended up giving them a challenge in which a girl and boy were paired up, dressed in Renissance outfits, and the boys were sent to save the girl, working together as a team.
"Please don't, Chris." Courtney quietly begged.
"What was that princess?" Duncan asked.
Instead of replying, Courtney just scowled at him.
Chris started pairing the campers together, so Courtney continued her pleading.
"Harold, LeShawna."
A quiet, yessss, escaped Harold's lips, and LeShawna smiled and sauntered over to her geeky Prince Charming.
"Lindsay, Justinnnnn."
"Which one is Justin?" Lindsey asked, her tone of stupid bliss had been driving Courtney fucking crazy since the show started.
"DJ, Beth"
A few pairs later, and Duncan and Courtney were the only ones left.
"Damn," Courtney said under her breath.
"Duncan, Courtneyyyyyy." Chris finally announced, putting his classic emphasis on the end of her name.
"Ugh, fine." Huffed Courtney, about to slap the smirk of the criminal's face.