Yay! I have chapter three alllll ready! It's soo cute!...well, i think. I know I said chapter three would be a bunch of couplings, but then the chapter would be really long, and I don't wan them to be over three pages. SO, this chapter is one couple on the plane and the next that follow will be otehr couples and such. Um, I don't think it was unclear, but Terra-Chan, I'll explain your questions. They are judged on the outfit that they make for the other person. So, for example, Izzy will be making an outfit for Geoff and Geoff making one for Izzy. Therefore, Izzy will be judged by how good Geoff's outfit is. Her outfit will be judged but the results are for Geoff. I hope that makes sense and clears things up for ya.

Uh...so anyway, here is chapter four. I hope you guys like it... :)

- sunlit insomnia

-3-

Outside the plane windows, clouds swirled across the sky. The purple cloud puffs drifted past the plane and seemed to melt into the horizon.

"It's finally that actual morning," Bridgette announced, sitting back in her plane chair.

She kicked her feet onto the back of the seat in from of her and crossed her arms. She batted her eyelashes and sighed. As she looked out the plane window, Geoff came over with two smoothies in his hands.

"Dude! This plane has a smoothie machine!" Geoff exclaimed, "Here, I got you one. I hope you like strawberry."

Bridgette blushed and gingerly took the smoothie from him. She smiled gratefully.

"Thanks," Bridgette said.

"So," Geoff said as he plopped into the seat next to Bridgette, "You excited about this extra challenge?"

"Eh, not really," Bridgette confessed, "I'm not really into fashion. I just go with the flow and wear whatever floats my…surfboard."

Embarrassed, Bridgette smacked herself in the forehead with her palm. I can't believe I just said that, she thought. Her unique play on words made her bite her lip and curse herself out in her head.

"Nicely said," Geoff complimented, smiling, "Same here. It's not about what you're wearing, it's what you're doing, you know, and who your with."

Bridgette hid her face, but grinned happily. He understood her, even if he didn't know it.

"Exactly," Bridgette finished, nodding.

She gulped down a sip of her smoothie. Burpppp! Her mouth exploded. Quickly, Bridgette cupped her hand over her mouth.

"Whoops," she whispered.

Geoff smacked her on the back proudly, the way guys do it to their friends.

"Awesome, dude!" Geoff said, echoing her burp.

Bridgette just sank farther down into her seat.

"When this competition is over, you should come to some parties with me," Geoff insisted, "Beach parties are the best. The sun, the surf. It's great, dude."

"Oh, yeah," Bridgette forced her confidence back up, "You gotta see me surf. I can stand on my hands on my board."

"That's wicked," Geoff nodded.

There was a small silence between them.

"Hey, if our team loses, let's throw a beach party."

"A beach party? But there's no beach at camp," Bridgette objected.

"But there's a lake," Geoff said. Suddenly a light bulb went off, it might have been a dim bulb, but there was light nonetheless, "I got it! Everyone in our team can jump into the water at the same time and produce a huge wave and then you can show me that move of yours."

Bridgette couldn't help but giggle.

"Sounds like a deal," Bridgette laughed.

The silence returned, but this time it was filled with thoughts.

"Bridgette," Geoff said at the same time that Bridgette said, "Geoff."

"What?" they echoed, "You first."

Both of them burst out laughing. Geoff sipped his blueberry smoothie, still laughing.

"What are you-?"

Blue slush squirted out of Geoff's nose and all over both their clothes. Bridgette just sat for a moment with her mouth hanging open. Geoff's shocked look quickly twisted into a smile and the two of them fell into a fit of laughter.

"I'm sorry," Geoff choked through his laughter.

"It's okay," Bridgette giggled.

When the laughing had finally came to a halt, they both sighed and smiled. Bridgette could feel her heart being lifted up as she swam in Geoff's ocean blue eyes.

"Geoff," Bridgette tried saying again, "If me and Owen somehow end up winning the grand prize, I'm gonna take you."

Bridgette looked down nervously, her cheeks turning red. She didn't notice Geoff's mouth curve into a smile. He put his arm around her shoulders without saying anything and cuddled up closer to her.