So far I'm happy with the reception of this fic. You guys are awesome! Anyway, in this chapter the first inmate gets sent to the cooler. You can look forward to that. Plus, a lot of screwed up goings-on occur. Be warned… you'll be scarred for life.
Mal slammed against the wall. Duncan grabbed him by the collar and flung him onto the bottom bunk. The delinquent did not stop there. He pounced on Mal and proceeded to strangle him. But Mal was not going to give up that easily. He forced himself to roll over, causing both himself and Duncan to fall of the bed. Duncan landed on the floor first. The thud affected him more than it did Mal, so this allowed Mal to wrestle out of Duncan's grip.
Mal began to straddle Duncan and tug at his Mohawk. Duncan yelped in pain.
"YOOOOOOWWW! LET GO OF MY HAIR!" Duncan yowled. He kneed Mal in the crotch, prompting the MPD to fall on his side on the floor. Duncan seized the opportunity to kick Mal on the side. Mal flinched. Duncan swung his foot again. But this time, Mal was too quick. He grabbed Duncan's ankle and pulled him to the ground.
"You think you are so tough?!" Mal jeered, climbing onto Duncan again. "I'll admit, you have improved considerably over the past three years. But you are still no match for me!" He grabbed Duncan's head and banged it repeatedly against the floor. Duncan surprised him, however, when he grabbed Mal's arms and flung him off the delinquent. Duncan stood up, grabbed Mal and raised him above his head.
"Oh, I've been doing a lot of toughening up since we last fought!" Duncan snarled. "I've dated Izzy, Justin, Courtney, Gwen, Chef, Ezekiel and this guy from the prison I went to after All-Stars who was convicted of biting off some guy's dick! I've been through plenty of shit since I first got on the show!" He threw Mal onto the floor. But Mal grabbed Duncan by the shirt and pulled him onto the floor.
"I'm surprised he didn't bite your dick off then! I suppose maybe that's because you never had one!" Mal growled.
"How dare you, you fucking bollocks!" Duncan shouted, throwing another fist at Mal.
Mal caught it in his hand. "Well then let's see if you have one then!" He threw Duncan's arm back and grabbed the fly on the crotch area of his pants.
"Are you fucking serious?!" Duncan slapped Mal. "I told you I'm not the same guy anymore!"
"You're still mine." Mal kicked him in the balls. "Show or not, you're mine and I hope the camera's see this so everyone knows you're my pussy little bitch."
Being kicked Duncan went down to the floor and grabbed his crotch. Mal crouched down and sat on Duncan's chest before sticking his hand down Duncan's pants which resulted in Duncan cumming on Mal's hand, making Duncan blush.
"You're horny for me and I barely touched you." Mal laughed and pulled his hand out of Duncan's pants with a complete hand covered in cum. "Open your mouth, everyone loves their own taste."
"No way." Duncan slightly moved away "I'm not eating that."
"Okay, then you can wear it Sweetie." Mal laughed and wiped the cum all over his face "Enjoy."
Meanwhile Heather was sitting in her cell with Courtney who kept pacing around the cell, talking about how she wanted to sue every single person who was in charge of this show. Heather was filing her nails.
"How did you even get this Heather?" Courtney glared. "Why am I here? This is sooo stupid!"
"Relax, it's just a show." Heather shrugged. "It's not like this is real jail..."
"Heather, have you noticed that we're not allowed to leave this cell without permission?!" Courtney yelled. "What kind of game show is this?!"
"One where you're supposed to survive and you're not very good at it." Heather laughed
"Blaineley!" Courtney yelled. "I demand you come over here and get me out!"
"Courtney, shut the fuck up before I vote you out into a solitary confinement!" Heather yelled.
"I'm a CIT and would be prepared for that." Courtney smirked.
Scott was going out of his mind, he swore that Chef did this on purpose to him. Scott was sitting on the floor glaring at Trent because he wouldn't let him have a bed. Trent claimed the bottom bed and the number 9 was on the top because 'Nine deserves to be on top in life'
"Fuck you, Trent." Scott glared at him. "I know who I'm voting for! I'm voting the number fucking nine out first so I don't have to deal with this shit! I can't wait to tell everyone else to do it during free time!"
"No you won't!" Trent glared back at Scott. "The number nine deserves to make it to ninth place! If the nine goes before then I will kill you nine times!"
"How about I just knock you out instead?!" Scott snickered, boxing Trent in the face.
"Wait... that was only once!" Trent shrieked. "Quick! Punch me eight more times!" he urged.
"Not until I get to sleep in the top bunk," Scott huffed.
"That is blackmail!" shrieked Trent.
"Duh," Scott rolled his eyes. "Tell yeah what: if you let me have bottom bunk and share a bet with 'the nine', I will punch you eight more times," he offered, smirking.
"Did you just air-quotes while you said 'the nine'?" Trent suspiciously asked, his eyebrows furrowing.
"I'm still new to your cult- err, I mean, religion," Scott lied. "I can't see the nine lights overnight. It... uh... takes nine days."
"Good answer!" Trent beamed. "How about we BOTH sleep on the top bunk with the number nine?!" he proposed.
"Isn't that going to wreck the bed?" Scott asked.
"Not with the Power of the Nine!" Trent smiled.
"Okay then," Scott shrugged, heading towards the top bunk. But Trent put his hand in front of him, stopping him.
"But first punch me in the face nine more times!" Trent commanded. "A deal's a deal!"
"Suit yourself," Scott shrugged, boxing Trent's face eight more times. Trent fell to the floor unconscious.
"Sucker," Scott chuckled, climbing to the top bunk and having a wank before going to sleep.
"OMG Katie, I can't believe they let us share a cell!" Sadie squealed.
"I know right?!" Katie squealed. "That is, like, so totes awes!"
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Katie and Sadie squealed in unison.
"WILL YOU TWO BITCHES SHUT THE HELL UP?!" Eva howled from the cell next to the wonder twins. "I'M TRYIN' TO SLEEP BUT YOU'VE BEEN SQUEALING EVERY NIGHT SINCE YE GOT HERE!"
"Shaddup and spread yer legs!" Jo commanded.
"I DON'T HAVE TO DO WHAT YOU SAY YOU FUCKING BITCH OF A WHORE!" Eva shouted.
Jo twisted one of Eva's nipples.
"OW!" screeched Eva.
Jo cackled. "Unless you want to other boob to hurt, I'd suggest you spread your legs then," she teased.
Eva scowled. She wasn't so used to being submissive.
All was not well in Justin and Owen's cell either.
"Some *heave* body *heave* get *cough* me *heave* out *cough* of *splutter* her!" Justin begged, rattling the bars of his cell. Owen grabbed him and carried the model back to bed.
"I love the way you play hard to get," Owen swooned. "You're so hot, Justy-poo. I can tell that you need to go to the toilet so relax as I take off your pants and put my mouth on your bum."
"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE- *hack* -EEEEEEEEELLLLLPPPPPPP!" Justin shrieked.
"I cannot believe I used to be friends with Duncan!" Zoey whinged.
"I'm pretty sure your 'friendship' with Duncan went nowhere," Dawn commented. Sure, it was not in the moonchild's nature to pass such a remark, but even she was getting annoyed with Zoey.
"I heard that Mike was forced to share a cell with Duncan!" Zoey continued on, ignoring Dawn's comment. "The poor thing must be being molested by Duncan as well speak."
"More like 'the poor thing' molesting Duncan," Dawn sighed.
Zoey was outraged. "Mike would never cheat on me!" she snapped.
"Zoey, can I meditate in peace, please?" Dawn sighed. "Thank you."
"This is no time for meditation! This is time for serious thinking!" Zoey shouted.
"We can't leave the cell until 9.00am," Dawn rolled her eyes.
"There's gotta be a way," Zoey insisted.
"Well I do have to compliment the determination in your aura," Dawn admitted.
"Those powers are creepy," Zoey commented.
"At least they're not disturbing, much like the fact that you make me wished I was sharing a cell with Bella Swan instead," Dawn muttered.
"I love Bella Swan!" Zoey smiled. "She's my hero!"
"Now I know where you get your bland, Mary-Sue qualities from," Dawn murmured, quiet enough this time so that Zoey wouldn't hear her.
"Sha-LIGHTNING!"
"I've heard you the first 537,955,583,458 times," Noah deadpanned. "I even installed a device in this cell to record how often you say that. Shut up already."
"Lightning never shuts up! Sha-LIGHTNING!" Lightning chanted.
"Make that 537,955,583,459 times," Noah scoffed, trying to bury his face into his porno magazine (which was hidden in his book) to ignore Lightning but to no avail.
LeShawna drew a line in chalk across the cell they were in and glared at Gwen.
"Seriously! Stay the fuck on your own side and go the fuck to sleep!" LeShawna yelled.
"How can I sleep when Courtney is all the way down the hall?!" Gwen yelled. "I mean if she ever cums I'll never be able to smell it from here! What if I never see her again?! COURTNEY CAN YOU HEAR ME?! I MISS YOU SO MUCH!"
"Shut up!" Bridgette yelled.
"Seriously!" Katie yelled at Gwen.
"Like totally!" Sadie yelled. "Just shut up!"
"Everyone is sick of hearing you talk!" Izzy yelled. "Even me!"
"Yah! I'm even sick of you! You talk too much and I can't tell stories about my ancestors!" Staci yelled.
"Any of y'all got hairspray?!" Anne Maria yelled.
"No! This show is stupid!" Courtney yelled "If you all don't shut the fuck up you'll be hearing from my lawyers in the morning!"
The next morning Blaineley and Chef sent everyone in the room to 'Hang out' and everyone just stared at each other until DJ broke the silence.
"Uh...I'm going to watch the TV." DJ declared.
"I'm going to read a book." Noah shrugged and then Trent pushed him on the ground.
"The books belong to the number nine!" Trent screamed.
"What are you talking about?!" Noah demanded, picking himself up off the floor. "And where did you get those marks on your face?!" he added.
"Scott punched me nine times!" Trent smiled. "What a saint!"
"If I punch you nine times, will the number nine let me read one of the books?" Noah sneered.
"No," Trent glared.
"Too bad," said Noah, as he punched Trent in the face once, knocking him out again.
"That could get you solitary confinement!" Harold glared. "GOSH! You're such an idiot, No-AAAAAAAAHHH!" Eva grabbed Harold and dragged him outside to beat the shit out of him. Alejandro and Heather stepped into the room. Both were covered in sweat.
"Someone's been going at it in the showers," Geoff cheered, giving the couple the thumbs up. "Oh, and that reminds me..." He and Bridgette ran off to the shower area to do what Heather and Alejandro did.
"Why would those guys need a shower?" Owen asked. "You don't need a shower." Everyone stepped away from Owen.
"If anyone needs me, I'll be hitting the gym!" Tyler bounced off to the gym, only to trip over his shoe-laces and fall flat on his face. Izzy seized the opportunity to drag him off to the showers.
"There you are Tyler," said Lindsay, grabbing Zoey by the wrist. "Let's go off somewhere to have sex." She dragged a protesting Zoey away.
Over near the telly, DJ was flicking through channels. Brick came up and sat on DJ's lap.
"I want to watch some cartoons," Brick said to DJ.
"What shows do you watch?" DJ asked, crept out that Brick was sitting on him.
"The show with the pink dinosaur," said Brick.
"Don't even think about it, DJ," Courtney warned DJ.
"I WANT TO WATCH THE PINKIE DINOSAUR!" Brick shouted.
"Yeah?! Well I want to watch Game of Thrones!" Courtney shouted back, snapping the remote from DJ and switching over to the channel Game of Thrones is on.
"Oh, nu, nu, nu, nu!" Anne Maria intervened. "We're watching the Kardashians and that's that!" Everyone looked at her in sheer horror. Coincidentally, Mal happened to have let Vito out when that happened.
"Ayo, that is disturbing!" Vito flinched. "I'm so done with Jersey Shore rejects." He ran out of the room to hide. A few seconds later, he ran back in. Gordon entered a moment later.
"GET YER BLOODY ARSES IN THE CANTEEN!" Gordon shouted. "BREAKFAST IS READY AND I'M NOT ABOUT TO LET IT GET FUCKING COLD!"
"But I haven't watched the latest episode of Game of Thrones!" Courtney protested. Everyone else in the room besides Anne Maria and Brick nodded in agreement.
"But I want to watch the Kardashians!" Anne Maria protested. Everyone looked at her as if she had two heads.
"AND I WANT TO WATCH THE PINKIE DINOSAUR!" Brick screamed.
"It's called Barney and Friends you fucking eejit!" Duncan snapped.
Brick sat quietly on DJ's lap for a few seconds. Then he ran out of the room, screaming and crying. Everyone, even Courtney, could not help but give the delinquent looks that indicate approval. They were all sick and tired of putting up with Brick's childish-ness.
Everyone was forced to go to the canteen and eat some food. Courtney, Brick and DJ were not happy because they wanted to watch TV. Nobody was sure what exactly they were eating but Sam thought it looked like Mac and Cheese so everyone just agreed because it smelled like rotten cheese. Trent of course took up a whole table for himself and the number nine which annoyed other people who had to sit on the floor and eat.
While other people were arguing with Trent about the table sitting, Heather and Alejandro were feeling each other up in a corner. Alejandro was slipping his fingers inside of her while she got moist between her legs. This inspired Katie and Sadie to stick their fingers in each other holes until they came on each other's hands and then Sadie stuck her fingers in Katie's mouth and Katie sucked on Sadie's fingers.
"Hey Justin! You wanna try it?" Owen hopefully asked.
"No." Justin crossed his arms. "Stay away from me. It's bad enough I have to live with you."
"Oh, I was hoping we could meet under the blankets..." Owen winked at him.
"I'm good." Justin told him. "I'm going to go and eat my food somewhere else that's not near you."
"Has anyone seen Courtney?" Gwen hopefully asked everyone. "Does anyone want to help me make a missing poster sign?!"
Right when she said that, Blaineley walked in and Gwen ran up to her as she saw Katie and Sadie fingering each other.
"What the hell is wrong with everyone?!" Blaineley yelled. "It's been less than a day and you're all going nuts?!"
"We have an emergency!" Gwen yelled. "Courtney is missing!"
"I have 2 girls fingering each other on a table and that's your concern?" Blaineley glared. "I could care less where the fuck Courtney is!"
Meanwhile upstairs in Chris's office, he just finished shooting a load into Courtney on his desk. When they were done, Courtney placed her clothes back on and tried to hurry back.
"That was fun." Chris told her. "We should do that again."
"As long as you make sure Gwen stays away from me!" Courtney assured him and the two walked down to the cafeteria.
Chris stormed into the cafeteria grabbing Courtney's wrist and showing her to Blaineley.
"This one was roaming in the hallways." Chris shoved her. "Okay, everyone we're going to vote someone else right now, Harold has immunity."
"Good!" Eva scowled. "I'm not finished beating the shit out of him yet!"
Everyone was led to the conference room where Chris discussed the rules the day before. Each inmate was given a small piece of paper and had to write down the name of the contestant they wanted eliminated before handing it to either Chef or Blaineley (depending on their gender). Five minutes later, everyone voted. Chris analysed the results.
"Okay, so the following people who received no votes are," Chris counted, "Alejandro, B, Beth, Bridgette, Cameron, Cody, Courtney, Dakota, Dawn, DJ, Eva, Ezekiel, Geoff, Harold, Katie, LeShawna, Lindsay, Mal, Sadie, Sam, Scott, Staci and Tyler. For the females who got called up, stand near the wall where Blaineley is. For the males who got called, stand near the wall where Chef is." The said contestants complied.
"Why did you call Mike 'Mal'?!" Zoey demanded. "Mal is gone!"
"Are you seriously in denial?!" Chris rolled his eyes. "Anyway, the following prisoners who received only one vote are Duncan, Heather, Izzy, Jo and Noah." Zoey glared at Duncan. Gwen glared at Heather. Beth sighed because she was the only one who voted for Izzy. Brick glared at Jo. Trent glared at Noah nine times.
"Anne Maria, Brick, Gwen, Justin, Lightning, Owen, Sierra, Trent and Zoey; you guys have racked up more than one vote," Chris stated.
"Hey, there is nine of us!" Trent beamed. "That means I'm one of the nine! The number nine will be so proud!"
"Yeah…" Chris rolled his eyes, hiding how disturbed he was. "Anyway, with only two votes, Sierra and Lightning are safe!"
"YES!" Sierra happily shrieked. Cody and Cameron sighed in defeat.
"Sha-BAM! Sha-BOOM! Sha-LIGHTNING!" Lightning boasted. Noah and Jo glared at Lightning.
"With only three votes," Chris resumed, "Zoey is safe!" Zoey sighed in relief. Mal, Dawn and Duncan were annoyed.
"Justin and Owen are safe," Chris announced.
"YEAH! WAHOOOOOOOOOOO!" Owen whooped, pulling Justin into a bear hug, prompting the male model to sob.
"Wait, how could I be in the bottom four?!" Gwen protested. "I'm a nice person!"
"Because you keep stalking Courtney," Chris told Gwen. "Seriously, she's not missing. She's avoiding you, like any sane person would."
"W-w-why would she want to avoid me?" Gwen questioned Chris. "And where is she?!"
Courtney was standing behind Blaineley, trying desperately to hold her breath.
"She's up on the roof," Chris lied. "Anyway you're safe. Just go to the roof. If she's not there just wait for her. She'd be up there in a few minutes."
"Okay," Gwen smiled. She skipped to the roof. Everyone, even Trent, Lindsay, Owen and Brick, found this disturbing.
"Anyway, Trent and Brick are safe," Chris concluded.
"WHAT?!" shrieked Anne Maria. "Ya guys voted me out over Math Man, Baby Boy and Goth Girl?!"
"At least those three are not as idiotic as you!" Harold glared at Anne Maria. "Your taste in television is a solid indicator of what an idiot you are! GOSH!"
"This isn't over!" Anne Maria scowled. "I will kill all of ya! I'll-"
"Blaineley, cuff her up," Chris ordered.
"My pleasure," Blaineley smirked, slapping the cuffs on Anne Maria's wrists and taking her away.
"The rest of you!" Chris turned to the remaining inmates. "You are safe! For now! Now fuck off! I have some… uh… stuff… to do. Courtney, see me in my office in half an hour!"
"Will do, sir," Courtney replied.
Up on the roof, Gwen was writing something in her diary while she was waiting for Courtney. Her spirits lifted when she heard footsteps, but rolled her eyes when she noticed Izzy and Beth.
"What are you guys doing here?" Gwen raised an eyebrow.
"Izzy wants a threesome with Gwen and Beth!" Izzy chirped.
"Why would you leave Courtney out of this?" Gwen asked. "Wouldn't that make Courtney feel excluded?"
"Nah, she went off to bang Chris," Izzy laughed. "Izzy knows because Izzy's been spying on them! One day, Izzy will interrupt their sex and turn it into a three-way!"
"She's going to be late," said Gwen.
"What are you writing in your diary?" Izzy asked. "Are you writing your twisted fantasies of Courtney in there?"
"It's none of your business," Gwen rolled her eyes. But before she could stop Izzy, the psycho hose beast snatched the diary out of her hands.
"Is that Russian written with the Latin alphabet?" Izzy asked.
Gwen snatched the diary back. "I'm going downstairs," she huffed. "Courtney might get lost on her way up here after shagging Chris because this is a big prison." The Goth girl left.
"While you're at it, you should learn your Russian!" Izzy called after her.
"I didn't know Gwen was fluent at Russian," said Beth.
"Silly Beth," Izzy laughed. "That was Irish. But considering that Gwen has ancestors from Ireland she probably meant to write in Russian but ended up writing in Irish instead."
"What makes you say that?" Beth wondered.
"Because Irish people can't speak Irish," Izzy chirped.
"That's a stereotype," Beth replied.
"Oh, well then maybe Gwen really did mean what she said," Izzy laughed. "I hope she goes through with it then. And you and I can have sex while we wait."
So what was written in Gwen's diary? Does it have anything to do with Courtney? Does it not?
Sorry Anne Maria fans. I'm sure there are loads of them out there. I'll Cover Angel and Collins said I should decide who should go, so I picked Anne Maria. I know she did not get much development so far, but I feel the other characters could use some more before they get sent off to the cooler.
Next chapter may or may not feature the next elimination. We'll see.
