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Pairings: Trent/Harry

Chapter Two: Dive to Death

"I did not sign up for this."

Gwen sounded done. Not that Harry could blame her, in fact, his eyes zeroed in on the water hanging down below. Two rings could be seen; a large one that stretched widely from side to side and a much smaller one in white. It did not take him very long to figure out what the challenge consisted of. Taking a breath to reign in his nerves then steadily resigned himself to what fate had store. Hopefully jumping from the cliff might be their only challenge, simple and straight forward. Jump and get into the ring. Easy for their first day. He felt awkward standing with the rest, many of them easily wearing their swimsuits, while his body had been practically covered from his shoulders down to his knees. His red t-shirt had pressed against revealing his rather scrawny yet athletic build beneath the bulky clothes initially worn upon arrival, and now that they were off it revealed a bit of the tone muscles developed over the years.

While decent they were nothing compared to that of DJ's and Geoff's. Tyler's, Trent's and Duncan's muscles were impressive and developed too, making Harry feel slightly self cautious about himself. Another reason why the shirt had been brought; the last thing he needed were people gawking at the scars, burns, and marks upon his skin. However, Eva had the best muscles out of all of them. She obviously spent decent time working out and getting in shape, he felt envious of her. From what he knew of Bridgette was that she was a surfer back home which provided her an advantage to the challenge, with the way she had been looking, the Killer Bass had the challenge in the bag.

Or at least that had been what Harry believed.

"Today's challenge is three-fold." Chris addressing the group. "Your first task is to jump off this one thousand foot high cliff into the lake."

"Peace of cake." Bridgette surmised, sharing a smirk with Tyler.

However, Chris had not been done. "If you look down you will see two target areas. The wider area represents the part of the lake which we have stoked with psychotic, man eating sharks."

And there went his hope for the challenge.

Thankfully, everyone else appeared to be just as squeamish by the sheer mention of the man-eating sharks, glancing down warily.

"Inside that small area is the safe zone that we are pretty certain is shark free." Chris informed, smiling ear to ear.

"Excuse me?" Leshawna said what everyone had been thinking.

Chris continued as though he never heard the comment. "For each member of your team that jumps and actually survives there will be a crate with supplies inside. Those supplies you'll need for the second part of the challenge - which will be building a hot tub. The team with the best one will have a wicked hot tub party tonight! And the losers will be sending someone home." His arms folded looking at the teams with squinted eyes. "Killer Bass! You're up!"

"Oh. Wow." Bridgette stared horrified. "So. Who's going first?"

She had been met with silence. So quiet that crickets could be heard in the distance.

"Hey!" Owen spoke up. "Don't sweat it guys. I heard that they make the interns test it first to make sure it's survivable."

Absolutely no one believed that for a second. Chris revealed himself to be quiet psychotic and rather unapathetic to their possible survival, making the situation worse. His apprehension at the idea of swimming lingered, now having to deal with man eating sharks? Harry already began to kick himself in the rear this time. He could not swim. At all. Accomplishing the second task during the tournament during his fourth year had largely due to the gillyweed Dobby provided for him, allowing Harry to breath and move around underwater. The effects were temporary lasting long enough to finish, and now he did not have that this time resulting in a disadvantage. Personally, the water had never been something he felt particularly fond of.

"Looking a little squeamish, hun." Leshawna pipped up. "You holdin' up alright?"

Harry rubbed the back of his head. "I… don't really know how to swim."

"You don't?" Beth inquired, surprised.

"Never got taught." He admitted truthfully, the gillyweed did not count in his mind. "Never really seemed that important. Til now."

Gwen crossed her arms. "Now's a good as time as any, I suppose."

"No worries man." Trent assured. "One of us will jump off before or after you, then swim you to safety."

"That's if any of us can actually hit the target area." Noah commented, dryly and flickered his eyes over at the Killer Bass noticing the way Eva prompted her group back to attention.

Duncan smirked directing his attention at the muscular girl. "Ladies first~"

"Fine." Bridgette stood near the edge of the cliff, shaking with nerves as her eyes darted to the ocean. "I'll go. It's no big deal just an insane cliff dive into a circle of angry sharks!"

She jumped immediately and gracefully descended below in a perfectly aligned position. The sound of water splashing floated upwards to the cliff. The onlookers gazed looking for a hint of the blonde girl a moment passed as Bridgette surfaced, waving her hand enthusiastically before a boat propelled towards her. Bridgette's survival alone seemed to send a surge of enthusiasm through each of the members of the Killer Bass, Tyler excited cheering for her before making a deep dive into the water. Unfortunately, things ended rather abruptly for him rather then hitting the target area Tyler landed upon the miniature floating light; between his legs. Needless to say, everyone winced in sympathy watching the jock slide back into the water. Geoff followed with Eva proceeded not to far behind and dragged along a rather reluctant looking Duncan at the tail end. As the opposing team began to dwindle down their remaining members left, the stragglers did not appear as eager as their fellow Bass.

DJ shook his head tearing his head away from the cliff. "No way man, I ain't jumpin'."

"Scared of heights?" Chris prompted instantly, hands behind his back smiling.

"Yeah." He confirmed, nodding. "Ever since I was a little kid."

"That's okay, big guy." The host informed, his smile remained sitting upon his face unfazed. "Unfortunately, that also makes you a chicken, so!" He placed a chicken hat upon DJ's head. "You'll have to wear this for the rest of the day!"

DJ did not appear pleased. "For real?"

Chris answered by making chicken noises and gestures. "That means the chicken path down is that away."

The jock held his head down proceeding straight towards the climb down.

"That…." Harry pointed. "Was not there before. Right?"

"No." Cody stated, blinking rapidly and stared. "It wasn't."

Leshawna nodded stunned. "It really wasn't."

Ezekiel and Harold fell from the cliff leaving Sue and Courtney left. As the Ravenclaw shot them a victorious smile then making a rush off the climb diving immediately into the water. Harry could already sense that smug look on her face, not needing to see whether she got into the safe zone, his instincts knew she had made it safely.

"-I've seen the other team," Courtney stated. "I don't think that nine of them will jump."

"Alright then!" Chris placed a chicken hat upon her head, and read the sheet on his paper frowning slightly. "Wait this says eight jumpers and two chickens."

Immediately Katie and Sadie rushed the host pleaded for them to be on the same team together to the point where they invaded the man's bubble space. Harry felt a tingle of sympathy for him knowing exactly what Chris might had been thinking during that moment, wincing as their begging became slightly high pitched and rather pathetic. It made no sense to him. While admiring the loyalty and friendship between the two, the co-dependence could be considered dangerous too. Moderation had been the key. But that had not been Harry's call watching upon the sidelines as the man eventually broke down allowing the two girls to be placed upon the same team and switched Katie with Izzy, whom had been hidden behind Courtney from a distance. With that said and done, Katie and Sadie wasted no time jumping together hand in hand off of the cliff.

"Poetic." Harry commented, dryly. "Almost brings a tear to my heart."

Gwen snorted. "It's a sight to be hold."

"Okay." Chris looked over. "That's ten jumpers and two chickens for the Killer Bass. Screaming Gophers if you beat their score we will thrown in a pull cart to put your crates on."

"Nice!" Trent remarked. "Alright guys, whose up first?"

"Honestly. I think we should all jump together," Harry mused with a slight smirk. "That would give the Killer Bass something to stare at."

Heather made a face. "You can't be serious. I'm not getting my hair wet!"

"You aren't serious." Gwen asked, slowly uncertain if she heard right. "Are you?"

"So. You aren't mad at the fact that Courtney referred to you as a coward?" His brow arched slightly towards her. "I pegged you as the competitive type, Heather."

Lindsay glanced around. "Catherine didn't actually mean that…. right?"

"Courtney." Cody corrected, instantly.

"I am. Why do you think I came to this Island? I plan on winning!" Heather retorted glaring.

"Then prove it." Harry countered. "A little wet hair isn't going to kill you. If anything wouldn't that just help your ratings?"

She paused taking a moment to consider. "You might actually have a point there-"

"And besides," Harry interrupted. "I'm pretty sure none of us were going to let you not jump anyway."

"You got that right!" Leshawna spoke up. "I'm not about to lost this challenge just because you've got your head wet, you spoiled little daddy's girl!"

That got to Heather quickly. "Excuse me ghetto girl?!"

"You heard me. You stuck up fake as press on nails brat!"

"Back off ghetto glamor two type pants rap wannabe!"

"Mall shopping, pony tail wearing teen girl reading peaking prom queen!"

"At least I'm popular." Heather snarled. "Besides you can't make me jump!"

Leshawna's eyes narrowed grabbing Heather upwards as she marched over towards the cliff before throwing Heather in. The Asian girl's voice echoed slightly upwards barely coherent as she smiled smugly. "Hey. I threw you in the safe zone, didn't I?" Leshawna glanced behind her. "Now if I can just do the same."

With that she leaped down.

"Aw." Cody snapped his fingers. "We almost got to witness a cat fight."

Trent shot him a stare. "Dude. Really?"

"Fights between girls usually ends with blood," Harry supplied, sardonically and smiled at the incredulous looks received from the rest.

"What kind of school did you go to?" Owen asked staring wide eyed.

The shrill of Lindsay being the next victim of Chris could be heard in the distance.

"Guess that means it's time for us to go," Gwen stated, taking a moment. "Here it goes!"

Cody swallowed. "H-hey wait for me Gwen!"

The two leaped off with their screams trailing behind them. Justin shrugged carelessly then made a swan dive off, unfortunately, luck had not been in his favour. Ending up in the danger zone but to almost no one's surprise, the model's charmed managed to even work upon the shark's. Floating to the shore with little to no effort.

No one bothered to comment further.

"Looks like it's my turn." Harry rolling his arms moving towards the edge. "Better getting over with."

"But I thought you said you couldn't swim!" Beth said, shocked.

His eyes glanced back. "I can't. But that's also why I'm doing this. It's the fact that I'm afraid is why I'm doing this; admitting that you're scared and still willing to go through something despite the fear. That's what real bravery is Beth."

Beth's arms folded against her chest focusing on the ground gripping her swimsuit as her eyes glanced up. "I… I'm afraid. B-but i-if something happens one of you will come?"

"Of course we will!" Izzy draped an arm over her. "We're the Screaming Gophers! We stick together!"

"We won't leave you behind." Owen assured brightly.

"Don't worry about it, Beth." Trent smiled, and gave her an thumb up. "I'll jump first. You, and Harry can follow after. I'll help both of you to the ship. Sound good?"

Noah rolled his eyes. "I'll help. I guess. Can't guarantee how good I'll be."

"Classy Noah," the musician commented, rolling his eyes with a slight smirk. "Alright let's do this!" Raising his hand gaining hi-highs from the rest of the group before diving off with a ferocious 'Yeah!' piercing the sky.

Izzy's smile turned wild. "C'mon Noah! GO GOPHERS GO!"

The terrified screams of Noah did not leave much of a lasting impression leaving Beth, Harry and Owen. The nervous energy from Beth emitted from her noticing the water hanging at the bottom, folding hands together as she swallowed fretfully trying to reign her courage. As Harry placed a hand upon her shoulder, their eyes connected as he smiled warmly down at her.

"You ready?"

Beth paused, and then nodded. "I'm ready!"

With a shared nod Harry and Beth jumped together hurtling through the air gripping upon one another's hands descending straight into the water. The closer they edged towards the bottom the tighter Harry felt his stomach twist and gripped upon her hands, refusing to tear his gaze away from the water briefly catching the flickering visuals of Izzy, Trent and Noah pass by before being submerged by the water. The backlash from the ripples caused his body to jolted back in shock, weightless and fluid beneath the lake's currents. It felt awkward attempting to move his legs to maneuver himself around and struggled to keep himself afloat. The currents began to grab on to his legs pulling him under, throwing his arms about trying to signify aid. An arm slide from the surface grabbing onto his wrist pulling him up and wrapped around his waist. Taking a moment to break, Harry shook his head fixing his glasses slightly with a wary grin.

"What a rush!"

Trent smiled. "You managed to land in the safe zone, congrats man!"

"It was exciting!" Beth's arms shot up. "It was scary but fun."

Izzy laughed. "Girl, the fun things are always the most terrifying in the beginning. In fact let's go and do it again!"

"Let's not and say we didn't." Noah interjected, flatly and glanced up. "Besides it's the big guy's turn to jump."

Trent squinted. "I see him. Better start making a move guys, just so we don't end up getting squashed in the process."

Flash

Owen shifted nervously. "The thing about me? Yeah, not that strong of a swimmer."

Flash

"So. I'm looking at this guy," Geoff began, sitting in front of the camera glancing away before his eyes shifted back. "And thinking, there's no way this guy's going to jump."

Flash

"I honestly thought that if he jumped," Gwen stated dryly. "He's gonna die."

Just on cue the boat propelled towards them allowing the five to quickly climb aboard getting out of the way as they piled onto the ship. Their eyes turned to gaze upwards. Witnessing Owen having already plunged from the cliff with his floaties as his voice echoed through out the area. "Oh craaaaaap!" And then, a tidal wave emerged from within his wake. Harry's grip from the railings upon the boat gave way due to the sheer pressure pushing back forcing him to release and fly back. Trent once again came to his rescue and grabbed onto his waist pulling him against his chest thus preventing him from falling overboard. Izzy managed to do the same with Noah and Beth, holding on to the two tightly and clamped her mouth on the rope nearly fuming. The wave managed to reach the shore tipping the crates along with the ship in the process leaving everyone wet, and scattered across the beach staring in bewilderment in shock.

Chris recovered instantly as Owen cheered from the safe zone. "The winners! The Screaming Gophers with all twelve members jumping!"

Courtney looked on in horror. "All of them?!"

"Nine of them won't jump huh?" Heather crossed her arms giving the brunette girl a look. "Looks like you don't know how to read your competition." She grinned evilly. "Chicken."

Courtney responded with a glare of her own before ending up on the receiving glare from the rest of her team shrinking back timidly.

Flash

"I wasn't too fond with being thrown off by cliff by Leshawna," Heather scowled into the camera before a sadistic smile slide upon her lips. "But seeing that look on Courtney's face definitely had been worth it!"

"You alright?" Trent asked, arm remained securely around his waist.

Harry groaned slightly tossing him a glance. "I'm alive. So there's that."

"Hey. Better than sleeping with the fishes," The musician agreed grinning as his eyes glanced over to Owen. "That was awesome man!" But the grin faded into a frown noticing the way that the blonde's demeanor had changed. "What's wrong?"

Owen flushed. "I erm…" His eyes darted down and then up. "I think I lost my swim suit."

A groan of groans filled with disgust echoed in the air.

"Alright, alright. I'm going to let all go and get changed first before hauling these crates back," Chris hollered over the microphone. "So get those butts moving!"

Gwen glanced. "Least he's letting us actually get changed."

"Makes it easier for us to get those crates," Cody agreed, nodding as the Screaming Gophers and the Killer Bass walked together towards the cabins. Tension had been on rise internally with their competition feeling the knife glaring stared directed at one of their own, namely Courtney, not that they were surprised.

In fact an certain level of smug circled around the Gophers having proven her prediction wrong.

"I still can't believe I jumped off a cliff!" Beth commented.

Owen laughed. "I know right? I never thought I'd end up doing something like that!"

"I'm glad that I didn't drown." Harry added with a wry grin.

"We really need to get you some swimming lessons." Leshawna informed. "I could teach ya if you want, I'm pretty good at it!"

Noah arched a brow. "Bridgette would be the better option since she is a surfer."

"I don't mind." The surfer said, smiling warmly. "Even if we are on opposite teams that doesn't mean we can't be friends, right?"

Harry returned the smile. "My thoughts exactly."

"What!" Courtney exclaimed, glancing between them. "B-but they're the enemy!"

"Hold your horses, princess." Duncan crossed his arms. "It's just swimming. Yesch, it isn't the end of the world."

Eva glared. "Enemy or not. It's competition, I'd rather have them be at their best then second rate."

"It's fine," Harry interjected. "If Courtney is offended that's alright, I'll ask Leshawna then. Sorry."

Trent frowned. "You don't have anything to apologize for."

"I'm…." Courtney sighed. "I'm sorry. I'm not trying to be mean I'm really not, but this is a competition between two teams. I'd be more than happy to get along and be friends with everyone, I would honest! But…" She bite her bottom lip. "I will want to succeed and win like everyone else here too. It hadn't not been my intention to snap like that."

"We know, Courtney." DJ assured warmly. "And we get it."

"Just relax." Geoff agreed. "Ease into the mood, bra."

"Not that I'm trying to break up this love fest and all," Noah drawled jabbing towards the cabins. "But we're back, and if none of you mind I'm going to put on actual clothes thanks."

Bridgette waved slight. "If you're still up for those swimming lessons, hit me up."

As the Killer Bass headed to their cabin Harry gave a quiet wave back while Sue Li threw him a look. It puzzled him watching her turn to leave wondering what exactly he had done to gain such ire from her, never been given a chance to interact with her in class due to the separation of their classes none of it made sense. Whatever the reason time would hopefully tell. By the time all of them had changed and returned to the shore, the pull carts laid out for the Screaming Gophers already arrived laying right next to their flag courtesy of Chris, took no time at all for them to gather their things on before proceeding thrice more to the cabins singing an good old tune. Not that Harry sang along with them. He felt a bit too self cautious to be sing instead focused on pulling the cart keeping watch as they drew closer and closer back to their destination arriving in no time flat. Once upon their arrival Chris had remerged and issues the next part of the challenge, opening the crates without the use of hands. Each of them ended up pairing up together to work on a crate, doing their best to open them so that they would be able to build the hot tub which had been mentioned earlier on upon the cliff. The crates proved to be harder they anticipated.

Izzy teamed up with Gwen pulling with her teeth on the rope as the goth tried to use her foot, where Noah and Trent attempted to use their teeth. Harry wonder why Chris came up with such an outlandish idea, Leshawna and himself teamed up in trying to open up their own crate using all their strength pull the top open.

"We're almost… there!" She grunted, pulling the rope and stomped her foot into the ground pulling.

Harry grunted back in response doing his best to open the crate. "Nearly…. There!"

"Ohhh!" Izzy's eyes glowed as she snapped up as her crate fell apart revealing what had been inside. "It's open! With wood!"

"And," Trent added, as the crate Noah and him had been working on finally opened pulling out a hammer. "Found some tools. And what looks to be a pool liner!"

Once those words left his mouth, the crate finally opened. Toppling and revealed some nails and such dwelling inside, with sheets with instructions within them and a bucket, Harry grabbed them inspecting them silently. "Alright. Looks like we have a set of instructions that we can look through," and turned to the others.

"Leave the instructions to Noah and I!" Cody declared, puffing up his chest. "We'll be able to help set it up."

"That leaves the rest of us to help build, measure and gather water." Trent commented. "I'll help with the measuring and building."

"Oh! Oh!" Owen waved. "I'll help too!"

Beth shifted shyly. "I can help. Back home I used to help my dad with all the work and repairs around the farm."

"I'll help with the gathering the water," Harry offered.

Trent opened his mouth to say something just to stop short. "Oh. Welcome back guys."

The rest of the Gophers glanced back to see whom Trent had been addressing when Harold, Courtney and Ezekiel appeared dropping their respected crates onto the ground, however, it did not take them very long to notice the throbbing red pulse that came from the brunette girl's eye. It looked rather painful now that Harry had been able to get a good glimpse of it. Leshawna frowned glancing left and right.

"Hey." She began. "Aren't you three missing a couple of white girls?"

Courtney sighed. "… They're getting a drink."

"A drink?" Justin brow arched. "Not so sure that lake water is drinkable."

"Let's just say that isn't with their mouths," Harold answered, explicitly gaining a snort of laughter from Ezekiel.

Harry and the others wisely chose to keep their mouths shut. "What happened to your eye, girl?" Leshawna asked, changing the subject post haste.

"It's nothing." Her hand flew to her eye covering it. "Just an allergic reaction."

"I think…." Harry began. "I think I have some ointment in my bag. I can grab some for you, if you want."

Her eyes widened slightly. "Really?!" Courtney then realized whom she had been talking too. "I-I mean…. That would be great. If you could. Thanks."

"I'll go grab it." Not wasting in time, and raised his hand with a slight wave heading into the Gopher cabin heading straight into his bag pulling out a small little container. The ointment had been something from back home, used to cleanse any ailments upon the skin, Hermione smuggled some during Umbridge's reign over the school. While not quiet as strong as the murtlap essence it still did the trick. Tossing over the small container to Courtney's hands Harry pointed to the side of his eye. "Just rub around the eye three times and do it now and around dinner, it should clear up around the evening or so."

"Thanks." Courtney responded, eagerly. Practically ripping opening the ointment and began to massage the cream all over her eye.

Beth titled her head. "Isn't that a bit much Courtney?"

"I'm sure it's fine!"

"I think little miss C.I.T. needs to slow down," Heather remarked with a look. "Otherwise you might end up with a white eye instead."

Flash

Heather scoffed. "I swear she's going to use that entire thing before the day's out. Like, hello! We need it too. Save some for the rest of us. Not that it will matter pretty sure that Bass are going to be voting off her anyway, after her little performance today? There's no way she's going to last."

Flash

"Even though it's kind of Harry to help like that," Leshawna said. "I just hope he doesn't always do that. They are our competition after all."

Flash

"Oh! Oh!" Lindsay bounced in her seat. "I hope that Hansel has some make up with him. I know he's a boy and all but he brought that stuff for Catherine right? SO he has to have make up. I wonder if he has anything pink?"

Flash

"Its will be fine." Courtney dismissed, closing the ointment before stuffing the object into her. "Alright let's get moving guys!"

Harry opened his mouth just as She along with Harold and Ezekiel walked away following her lead leaving the rest of the Gophers standing there.

"She just took your ointment, didn't she?" Leshawna spoke up, blandly.

"Yep."

"You gonna go and get it back?" Lindsay asked, exchanging a glance with Heather and Beth.

"I have a feeling that Courtney isn't going to give it back." Harry answered, flatly.

Trent frowned thoroughly shooting a look at the Killer Bass's cabin watching them gather together. "Want me to go and get it?"

"There's no point." Harry shook his head. "Let's just focus on building the hot tub."

The rest of the Gophers glanced between them uncertainly as Harry set back to work on the hot tub working with Gwen, Justin and Noah for water needed to fill the tub as the rest of the team settled back into building the hot tub all awhile ignoring the Bass, whom were struggling to come together as a group. The displays witness here and there with Tyler and Duncan fighting over the hammer causing it to slip from their fingers then hitting Harold below the belt and Bridgette accidentally hitting several members with the board unintentionally. Geoff had been somewhat lucky to have simply been tossed into the air before crashing down on his behind, hitting the hard ground roughly. Time started drawing nearer and nearer to the point where judgement was about to be called, doing every little thing that they could in order to improve their hot tub and double checking the instructions encase they missed anything of valuable but from the looks of things it seemed to be perfect.

The same thing could not be said for the opponents staring at the rigged, broken down, duct taped hot tub sprouting water from the edge. It looked as though it had gone into a turbine before being shredded into pieces by a hack saw then passed into a elementary class to decorate. Just glancing at the Killer Bass's hot but made them wince in sympathy.

"This is an awesome hot tub!" Chris declared, after gazing over the two hot tubs and praised the Screaming Gophers before looking at the Killer Bass. Upon approaching the Bass's hot tub came apart spilling the water all over the grass as the board flung onto the ground leaving nothing but a pile of rubbish within it's wake. "I think we have a winner. The Screaming Gophers!" A round of cheers echoed from their team. "Gophers you're safe from elimination and get to rock this hot tub for the rest of the summer. Bonus!" His eyes shot towards the Bass. "And Killer Bass, what can I say? Sucks to be you right now. I will see your sorry butts at the bon fire tonight, in the mean time, I'll let you use the rest of the evening to think over on whom you wish to eliminate. That said it's lunch time!"

Lindsay cheered. "We get to stay here for another three days!"

As another round of applause erupted among the rest of the Gophers while the other team headed into the lodge dejectedly.

The teams reconvened in the lodge lined up to gather their lunches. Once again, Chef provided them with the same brown slop from early in the day and still gave Harry the smallest amount, not much could be done providing the man thanks, before proceeding straight for the table siting at the near end of the right side. Harry had zero problem with digesting the food which had been given, having lived long enough the Dursleys, starvation and the lack of proper nutrition enforced his ability to survive on anything and how little there had been to go around. Gwen glanced up slightly looking at his plate, and frowned.

"That's all he gave you?" She asked, dryly.

Harry shrugged. "It's better than nothing."

"I'm not sure whether to be offended for you," Gwen continued. "Or jealous."

Own glanced over. "It really is a small portion."

"Yeah, but can we really consider this food?" Cody commented, holding up the brown slop with his fork with a look.

"Urgh," Heather's nose wrinkled. "Food should not be able to stretch like that."

"At least it hasn't killed us." Beth attempted to lighten the mood with a smile.

Gwen blinked flatly at her. "Not yet."

"Yo." Trent strolled over with his plate sitting beside Harry on the end, handing a muffin towards him and one for Gwen. "Managed to snag one for both you when Chef wasn't looking."

"Thanks, Trent." Gwen flushed a bit with a smile taking the muffin.

Harry nodded. "You didn't have to do that, you know."

"I already told you I'd do it." Trent stated, shaking his head. "Especially after this morning. I don't mind besides pretty sure I'm not going to get caught."

"And you couldn't grab some for the rest of us?" Heather asked, with a glare.

The musician glanced at her. "I think that might bring too much attention but I could try getting you one too, Heather."

Flash

"Should have figured I'd get stuck in the group with a Queen Bee." Trent sighed, shaking his head. "I mean, I don't really know her right? I should give Heather the benefit of the doubt."

Flash

The murmurs from the Bass table could be heard from their side, not that Harry bothered to pay attention focusing on the food on the plate. The ruckus from them seemed to be a bit heated judging by the sounds that came from there briefly looking behind him before resuming eating just as Courtney's voice managed to pierce through the room. "What about him?!"

"NO!"

Lindsay instantly jumped from her bench staring in utter defiance. Eyes snapped towards with a mixture of confusion and suspicion.

"I-I mean… there's no salt." Lindsay said. "There's no salt. There's…. no salt on the table."

"Did I miss something here?" Harry whispered, utterly confused.

Trent swallowed, and shook his head. "Dude, I'm not even going to touch that."

"Kinda obvious that Lindsay and Tyler have something for one another." Owen murmured, not unkindly. "But on the first day? I don't know man. Kinda weird to me."

Choosing to remain silent seemed wise at this point. Whatever happened between the two had really nothing to do with him, though Harry did hope that everything turned out alright for them despite how unlikely it seemed but then again what exactly did he know? Resuming eating his meal quietly, some noise rustled once more from the Bass table hearing sharp gasps of shock. Forcing himself to continue eating and pushing the thoughts at bay, the slam from the table managed to ensnare his attention turning slightly enough to see Bridgette and Eva gang up on Ezekiel with furious looks sitting on their faces. The flabbergasted expressions on DJ and Harold's face with the twitchy look of pure fury settling in Katie and Sadie's eyes were enough to send any running for the hills, Geoff tried to intervene and cool them down as Eva's hands wrapped around the hatted boy's neck holding up from the floor with a death glare from Bridgette accompanying her.

"But men are smarter than girls!" Ezekiel declared, as thought it had been the most natural thing to say.

Gwen stared. "Well. Least we know who's going home."

"Yesch, dude." Trent wrinkled his nose, disbelief. "I can't believe there's someone in this day and age that believes that crap."

"Stupidity knows no bounds." Harry commented, nonchalantly.

Lindsay pressed her lips, pouting. "Girls are just as capable as guys are! Why would anyone say that we weren't?"

"Just idiots, Lindsay." Heather assured. "Ignore home schooled. He probably couldn't tell the difference between wrenches."

"Even I know the difference," Beth snorted shooting daggers at Ezekiel. "I bet even I'm smarter than him."

Harry decided to take this chance to leave, standing form the table. "Hey Bridgette can I take you up on those swimming lessons?"

Bridgette's eyes narrowed at Ezekiel before smiling sweetly. "Sure, I'd love too. See? At least Harry knows how to respect a girl," She remarked shooting a glare at Ezekiel before strolling off out of the doors with an angry Eva tagging behind, Katie and Sadie followed immediately after them miffed at the outcome.

Geoff clapped Ezekiel's shoulder. "Dude. You really have a lot to learn about the real world. A lot."

The only thing the home schooled teen could do had been to hang his head in shame.

Chapter two end.

I have to say, thanks to everyone who has been reading and who revealed. Glad to see that my fic is liked by so many!

This chapter had been a bit difficult to start as I kept on going back between on whom I wanted to switch, and if I should stick with canon. I did decide ultimately to stick with canon due to…. Something I have planned in the future which I believe alllllll of you will enjoy immensely.

So I hope all of you will leave constructive criticism in your review and what you want to see for the future, or suggestions. Until next time!