Hey yo! Chapter two here... enjoy I guess!


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(It all starts with a)

Glance

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Chapter Two:

With the amount of bickering that went on, it's plain amazing that the group had anything figured out by the time Chris came back with his intern. Strangely enough though, the group completed their task and one side had eight people while the other had seven.

Unfortunately, the teams were quite uneven in the skills department.

"So you've done it! I'm impressed," Chris said, clapping his hands twice before getting back to business, "And since one of your teams only has seven, my intern will be on that team. His name is Benjamin, by the way." Chris grabbed his intern and shoved him toward his new team, a look of bewilderment and horror on the blonde's face.

"Best way to learn is to do," Chris stated, his eyes closed with his pointer finger raised. He figured that his intern would learn to be cruel and sadistic by enduring cruel and sadistic things. He was probably right.

Poor Benjamin looked absolutely terrified though, since he knew—and probably helped invent—the challenges that the teens would face.

His expression was not comforting to the other people, though the new Screaming Bass team was happy to have him on board.

Duncan's team was talking amongst themselves, having a good time. Heather's team was getting ready to lose.

"Okay, so we only have two girls on our team," Heather said, looking at Eva. Perhaps there was only one girl on the team, but for argument's sake Heather didn't correct herself, "Now that we have Benjamin, we have a shot... but honestly, look at us. We're the worst team and we'll be lucky if we get far enough to reach the 'every camper for themselves' stage," she lectured with authority.

"If that stage even exists anymore," Cody wailed. He couldn't stand the idea that all of the rules were probably different this time around—nothing would be expected.

Noah looked to Benjamin, "Well I'd assume he knows every challenge..." he trailed off, leaving the others to finish his thought.

Heather's face split into a mischievous grin, "Noah you sly dog, of course! We might have the worst players, but we've got inside information on our side! Benjamin, what's the first challenge?" she leaned in to listen, as did the rest of the team.

Benjamin let out a shriek and leapt into the water, paddling quickly away into the middle of the lake. The new team looked at each other in confusion, but then shrugged it off and turned back to Chris.

"So you guys, the Screaming Bass, have eight members; Cody, Heather, Noah, Eva, Ezekiel, Harold, Justin, and Benjamin. Pretty pathetic guys, I wish you luck." He turned toward the other team then, "And as for you, the Killer Gophers, your members include Duncan, Bridgette, Geoff, Leshawna, Courtney, DJ, Katie, and Sadie. Not too shabby."

Chris turned to the camera, "And since the campers haven't seen each other in a year, I think it would be a good time to let the two teams catch up, wouldn't you? Tomorrow will also be a free day, but the morning after that, bright and early, I'll be introducing their newest challenge. Stay tuned!"

He looked to the teens on the dock, "So you have today and tomorrow to yourselves. Get settled in and relax—it'll be the last time you get a chance." He laughed evilly and walked away.

Heather stomped her foot on the ground, "Now what?!" She demanded of her team, "Our team sucks and the only useful member besides me is in the middle of the lake, hiding from god-knows what! I hate this island!" she stomped off of the dock and up the beach toward the cabins. Noah figured it was good riddance; he was getting a headache just listening to her talk.

Noah glanced at his team, also quite unimpressed with who he ended up with. Still, when he looked out to the water, he figured that he'd fit in with them better than Benjamin would. If the guy ran scared all of the time, Noah wouldn't be the first one voted off.

Hopefully.


The other team was getting along quite nicely, as they could break off into sets of two. The camera focused on Duncan and Courtney, who seemed to be having a fight.

"Oh, and you didn't even think to come SEE me once??" Courtney demanded.

"Hey, I didn't have time, okay? With the police on my tail and stuff, I just didn't get around to it. I'm sorry, okay?" Duncan offered.

"It doesn't matter if you're sorry!" Courtney screamed, "It's over, Duncan! I found someone new anyway!!"

Duncan frowned, not too hung up about the breakup. He'd been planning to break it off with her at the reunion anyhow—long distance relationships didn't work for him. That, and he just didn't really feel anything for her. It wore off after a year of no contact.

Which was strange, because during that year, Duncan had gotten attached to someone else. He hadn't even seen the person, though his thoughts were full of the other. Duncan knew he had to act on it, and he was planning on it. Besides, the thought-infector was coincidentally at the camp. Duncan hadn't expected the person to go, but he was glad that they did.

Unfortunately, the person was on the other team. Perhaps Courtney would want to trade places? Duncan would way rather be on a team with...

"Are you even listening to me??" Courtney demanded.

"Hm? Oh, of course Princess," Duncan responded sarcastically. Damn, he was sounding a little like Noah right there.

"I HATE YOU!!" Courtney yelled, slapping Duncan in the face and charging up the dock, retreating toward the cabins.

Duncan frowned, rubbing his face tenderly.

Chris was in his office somewhere, laughing as he told Chef that he loved television. Chef simply stirred a pot with his bare hand, not really listening to Chris. He had to listen to the man every single day...

"So you want me to cast all the way out there, snag him, and reel him in?" Harold asked.

Cody nodded, "Benjamin is not coming back on his own, so you'll have to help him!"

Noah rolled his eyes, "Oh please," he said, "There's no way Harold can possibly cast that far. It is physically impossible."

Cody grinned at Noah, "Wanna bet?"

"No, I hate betting. Betting is for losers," Noah said, opening his book and beginning to read.

Eva smacked the book out of Noah's hand and onto the dock with a growl, "Impossible? HOW ABOUT I THROW YOU OUT THERE WITH HIM????" she fisted her hand in the front of Noah's shirt angrily, lifting him off of the ground.

"Now, I think that is taking it a bit-" Eva tossed him "-fa...AAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He passed Benjamin by a few meters, landing in the water near the other male.

"Hey. Sup?" Noah said to Benjamin, fainting. His body floated on his back though, so he wasn't about to drown.

Benjamin glanced at Noah but otherwise did nothing, still shaking in fear from everyone leaning in to listen to him before. He hated being put on the spot—he didn't do well under pressure.

"Dang, Eva," Harold whined; "Now I have to reel them both in..."