Just look at this sad excuse of a group I have to call competition. Im going to win this, no doubt. Jo smirks to herself, looking over the others as they all gathered together to be separated into teams, eyes drawn to a particular newcomer, a short, stocky and fake looking girl. Anne something another? No wait wasn't her name Mari? She frowned a bit, eyebrows drawn together as she tried to place a name to her put together face. Her names on the tip of my tongue….. The artificial girl turned to face her, lips pursed and face annoyed, a painfully out of season shade of blue painted her eyelids and her skin smeared an ugly and tacky orange tan "would ya mind not starin at me? I know I'm hot stuff n' all but jeez" She says, her thick accent(?)was disgustingly annoying and her lips done up with a cartoony maroonish color. On any normal person it would look absolutely horrific and out of place but on her….no wait it still looked absolutely shitty. Jo arms crossed, an eyebrow raised at her response. Great another self-obsessed failure, this makes….3 so far? Wonderful. At least I've got some serious skill to back my arrogance up. Are you telling me there is going to be practically no real competition this season, I knew I was going to win but man they could have at least tried to give me a challenge, someone to give me a run for my money, but no ,they give me a bunch of wimps, some sort of magic elf girl, and a walking bottle of spray tan. Fun. Wait weren't we being split up into teams? Shit did they already do it? Jo snapped back to the present, stepping over to her team and looking them over with a unimpressed scowl….So these are the Mutant maggots huh. Can't say I'm impressed, doesn't matter, I'll carry the whole team, plus brick seems pretty promising considering the others, who knows he might actually be an asset. Oh and great, little miss jersey is on my team. This is going to be a disappointing season I can just feel it.