Hello! This ain't my first story, I've made lots! Deleted them all, retired, but came back. Anyway, please enjoy my story. This is a Gwuncan love story BTW.

Gwen

I was currently in my class, playing with my pen absentmindedly. The school bell rang and everyone dashed out for the door, yelling for people to get out of the way, even the teacher was involved.

Idiots.. I thought, shaking my head in dismay. I grabbed my back pack and went up the window, lifting it up and hopping out. My usual way of getting out was supposedly the door, but that isn't and option right now.

I calmly walked away from my so called 'school' and went home.

"I'm home!" I called out.

"Hi honey!" My mother peeped her head through the kitchen door and smiled brightly before frowning. "You got a letter toady." She seemed sad as she handed me the letter. My brother came downstairs from his room and burst out laughing.

"Good luck with your anger while reading that." My younger brother, Jason, chuckled before disappearing into the kitchen. That tickled my interest. I looked at who sent me the letter. I swear I heard lightning rumble outside.

From You're Handsome Host, Chris Mclean. He just had to put 'handsome' in there. I opened the letter and read the letter.

"No..." I whispered under my breath, eying each and every word said on the letter.

"Sorry honey. It's apparently in the contracts.." My mother whispered sadly."They came here today and got everything ready for you."

"They packed up everything? They touched my stuff!?" I yelled. Images of Chris touching my prized possessions flashed through my mind, setting of my anger.

"No, your brother and I did." My mother calmed me down and smiled sadly. "They'll be getting you any minute now." She ushered me to get anything else I needed up in my room and left to the kitchen. "JASON DON'T LICK THAT!" I chuckled and hurried upstairs and got a back pack out of the closet. I grabbed my diary, which now had a lock on it, and other things. MP3 player, wallet, phone, laptop, things I didn't bring last seasons.

"HONEY! THEY'RE HERE!" My mother called. I took a deep sigh and grabbed my back pack, slinging it over my shoulder and went of downstairs. There standing at the doorway was the devil himself, and his little sidekick.

"Ah! Gwen!" Chris smiled in delight! "Come on! The other contestants are waiting." I raised a brow questioningly at him. "We're riding my private jet, unless, you would like a ride with chef here in his truck." Chef smiled and held up a hatchet.

"Uh.. I'll take the first option." Chris smiled motioned me to come outside. I did so and there, standing in the middle of the road way, was jet causing traffic.

"Yeah, that's my jet! Cool huh?" Chris chuckled at my expression. I didn't like the feeling boarding into a jet filled with the other contestants. I know, they're all the same contestants last year, but then again... There's Courtney, Sierra, Heather, Alejandro, Trent, Heather, Duncan, HEATHER! I know what your thinking. Why Duncan? Well, I'll never forget Australia. Not without a proper 'sorry' I be back together with him. But on the bright side, there's Bridgette, LeShawna, Geoff, DJ, Cody, and so on.

"Well, go on! Get on board!" Chris practically shoved me on board, ruining my train of thoughts. I slowly walked in taking a good look around. Everyone was on the floor, either they fainted or they're dead.

"Wha-?" I looked over to my left to see and intern smiling smugly at me, holding a pan in hand. "Shoot." And with that last word, I was hit in the head and I blacked out

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