A/N:Hi guys or one person who actually follows me ! Justin is on the Killer Bass so that the story person is missing from the show so that Monica's dad was able to screw them out of their spot on the show with his scheming but they will come back later to further develop the story. And "HIM" whose name I won't reveal yet is apart of this plot/scheme is it a camper,crew member,*gasp* or even her dad that's hidden in the shadows?Could it even be chris ?I'm not telling *evil laugh*
PS:
I foreshadowed 3-5 times in this chapter .I bet you can't figure out where.
PSS: Romantic interest alert! More fluff possible if I decide to let them date maybe. Question: Should I make a slightly steamy lemon moment later on too?review and rate!
"Next contestant...Monica!" booms out the voice of our host Chris whom I can't momentarily see.
The Canadian sun beats unrelenting down upon my face and into my suspecting eyes.I try to feel my way onto the dock, but klutzy me veers off right off the stairs and into the water.
"Dude!Someone fish her out! This is too early for me to have a lawsuit on my hands"exclaims Chris wildly.
I continue to splash helplessly about not knowing how to swim at all. My mouth fills with water and I choke and splutter as my vision fades.
Well at least I don't have to worry about dropping the soap in Juvie anymore. I think pleasantly as my body stops flailing.
A booming voice calls out to me interrupting me from my thoughts of escape of incarceration. "Hold on!I'm coming!"
I hear a second splash next to me before my vision fades completely. I am vaguely aware of strong hands lifting me out of the water and rushing me to the dock.
I am fully aware now as firm,warm lips meet mine attempting to give me CPR. A masculine pair of hands pump excess water out of my chest. I cough and sputter water out of my mouth.
My eye lids flutter rapidly and above me is the most attractive,muscular brown-skinned hottie I've ever seen in all my is shirtless wearing a tightly fitted white cap eyes me concerned
"Yo you okay?"he inquires in a deep melodious sexy voice.
I stare at him for a good two minutes drinking in his appearance before my vocal chords resurrect.
"Y-Yeah" I stammer and smile widely displaying my metal mouth to him. I gasp and clamp my hand over my mouth insecurely.
"Good work there Dj.I was for sure that there was going to be a lawsuit on our hands."
I roll my eyes at the "ever-caring "Chris Mcclain.
DJ gives both Chris an "aww shucks grin".
"Don't mention it Chris there was no was going to let a girl that beautiful drown,"DJ replies stealing a quick glance at me.
I blush even harder and look away and catch sight of a Mohawk guy with black and green hair laughing his ass off.
"Oh man!You should've seen your face brah!Good thing its not on camera."
He pauses and points to a nearby camera and laughs even harder. "Oh wait it is!"
I sneer hard in his direction. Next to him a pretty Asian girl in a red halter top and khaki short shorts applies lip stick and smiles at me haughtily out the corner of her eye and chimes in
"Careful with that face metal mouth. You wouldn't want that look to get stuck on that already questionable looking face of yours."
A chorus of 'ooohs' follows. Even Chris flips his shaggy black hair to peer over at me. He averts his attention from the next contestant a guy in a red track suit named Tyler whose too busy eye balling some big boobed Blondie.
Everyone in the world is watching my blood rushed face for my reaction even the handsome DJ.
Anger grips my stomach fiercely. I refuse to tear her a new one on television at the risk of being exposed of my illegal competing on the show. I close my eyes and count to ten and envision my snotty,promiscuous older sister Vanessa in her place.
I snap open my eyes and I smile smugly.
"Really sweetheart if I were you, I would close my mouth as I put on that lipstick. You wouldn't want the football team back at your school watching this having fond memories of your open mouth on the television. Now would we?This show is PG after all. I blink innocently suppressing a laugh.
A chorus of "Damns and holy craps"follows. Mohawk guy is watching me with a new glint of respect in his green eyes. He laughs loudly.
"Shit,princess Heather. I guess she told you"says the Mohawk guy wiping a tear.
Chris sighs happily and smiles into the camera
"I love this show."
The Heather girl glares at me fiercely." This isn't over Bi-"
"Welcome Trent !"says Chris greeting the next is a dark haired guitarist guy in a green shirt.
"Nice comeback!"
The goth girl with black and blue hair congratulates me. She introduces herself as Gwen.I smile.
"You are now my new favorite person"Gwen informs me.
I grin widely not caring if I'm displaying my braces anymore.
Out the corner of my eye,I catch DJ looking over at me once looks like he is trying to be discreet about it.
Gwen catches this and elbows me playfully.
"Looks like your someone else's favorite person too,"
I laugh pleased at this. I also happen catch wind of the guitar guy Trent giving Gwen "the eye".Gwen looks off pretending to be annoyed, but I catch her blushing and smiling.
I poke Gwen discreetly in the ribs and I raise an eyebrow. She blushes even more red than before .We both burst into laughter.
DJ looks back of at us giggling. He catches my eye and winks at me. I give him a small smile to hide my braces.
This is the beginning of an awesome summer despite a few bitches and assholes. Hopefully, my father's scheming to get me on this show doesn't blow up in my face.
I avoid the mess hall introduction and wander aimlessly around the camp. I know first hand what disgusting food like that can do to.I replay the scenes prior to my walking back in my head.
After we all went tumbling down through the dock into the water after camp pictures, Chris placed all twenty two of us on teams. Apparently,I'm a Scream Gopher (what the hell even is that) along with Gwen,Trent,and Lashawna,a cool big boned dark skinned girl who isn't afraid to tell it like it is . Unfortunately, Dj is on the other team the Killer Bass .
My face fell a bit at the news, but that won't deter me from bagging that hottie before I leave.
Even more unfortunate, Princess Bitch Heather is also on my team along with her two newly recruited cronies, a blonde ditzy chick named Lindsay and a brown haired pimply girl who is even more metal mouthed than me named Beth.
Thankfully,when we got our cabin, I bunked on the other side of the room away from Madame Bitch.
***************************confessionals************************
"This camp isn't at all what it was on the brochure"I say pinching my nose in disgust in the putrid smelling confessional I wandered in.
"In all honesty,I was expecting paradise,"I sigh disappointed."I brought this upon myself by-"
"B-by letting my stupid brother Dante convincing me to sign up for this show"I laugh uneasily as I silently scold myself.
I almost let my secret slip and I haven't been here a half a day yet.I give the world a half smile and tumble out of the dingy confessional. I almost trip over a cute baby bunny.
The bunny stares up at me and wrinkles its cute little nose at me.
"Hey,cutie,"I coo to it softly.
I smile sweetly at it and I crouch down to pick it up. The bunny's eyes glow red and it snarls viciously at me.
I scream and jolt back in the process.I trip over a log.
"For a cheerleader,you are sure clumsy as hell Monica,"I grumble to myself as I rub my butt. I watch the "hell-bunny" scurry off.I pray that no camera's caught that embarrassing moment.
"All campers report to the mess hall," booms Chris overly peppy voice over the PA. I groan. The mess hall is the last place I want to be.
-page break-
I enter the mess hall and search for my fellow Gophers. As I spot them I advance towards the table, but not before I catch HIM discreetly waving at me. I glare at him as I take my seat next to Lashawna. I have no words for HIM still.
I mouth to Lashawna "What's going on?,".She replies with a "Beats me"shrug. I sigh feeling trepidations stir within me.
Chris, chipper as always, smiles devilishly from under his black shaggy bangs and addresses us, "Campers change into your bathing suits and meet me back in the fire pit for your first challenge,heh heh," Chris grins wickedly at us and walks off.
."Fuck,"I mumble under my breath. I am completely screwed with a swimming challenge.
"This asshole would give us swimming challenge after I nearly drowned two hours ago,"I moan complaining to Gwen and Lashawna. Both the Screaming Gophers and Killer Bass walk back to meet Chris.
"That's the wonderfully thoughtful Chris McClain for you. Always putting cash before others."Gwen deadpans rolling her eyes.
"Yeah,girl I heard on his other reality show "So you think you Can Shake it "got canceled because he refused to pay for medical attention when people broke their legs and crap. Half the cast were limping and dragging themselves across the floor come competitions."Lashawna chimes in widening her brown eyes.
I gulp and nervously fix my bikini top again.
I am decked in a watermelon patterned Two piece bikini that I brought along for the "Jacuzzi"
that brochure promised. Wearing a black and blue bikini, is Gwen and Lashawna is in purple bikini that complements her shape pretty well. Our trio is good looking one.
The twenty-two of us stand in the fire pit watching Chris warily. He has that same wicked grin plastered upon his face. I am not loving this one bit.
DJ looks over at me and undoubtedly reads my freaked out expression on my face. He tries to comfort us all.
"Its our first challenge guys. How hard can it be?"Dj chirps optimistically.
"If this wasn't international TV I'm pretty sure I would piss myself right now"I confide to the Audience staring wide eyed into the camera in confessional booth.
-break-
I stare down into the gaping hole underneath the cliff into the teeeeny tiny target we're expected to land. It's being encircled by sharks.
My stomach churns violently and I grab onto Gwen's arm feeling the light-headed from the fear of
A.)death by drowning or
B.)death by becoming shark flakes (a part of a nutritional breakfast).
I moan hopelessly.
"Um Chris, have you forgotten the incident before?Monica can't swim,"Gwen speaks up for me since I'm mute with terror.
Heather snickers rudely. I am even too terrified to confront her right now.
Chris looks over at us and grins confidently. He produces an embarrassment of a yellow duck floatie.
"Way ahead of you!Chef Hatchet picked this out especially for Monica!" Chef Hatchet smiles proudly as I scowl at him snatching the duck floatie from Chris. I hear giggles erupt from behind me as I put it on. Dj, looking absolutely delicious shirtless in his black swim shorts, gazes at me pityingly.
Dear God,strike me down now.
"Killer bass you're first "Chris least I have sometime to think about my life before I die.