A/n:Sorry for the wait my ghost followers.I've been trying to figure out ways to make this more interesting. Can you guys please Start reviewing? So I'll know what I should add or change.!Review review and ahh yes I changed a few things. Noah now has a foot fetish.A semi secret appears In the chapter
12 grueling hours later…
As soon as Chris took noticethat all 21 of us were awake, people started dropping dead. Owen,then Bridgette, Noah,and then Harold. Gwen and Trent sit beside me on the log seat talking animatedly with each other.I feel like a bit of a third wheel.
The two seem to get along pretty well.
Let,the teasing begin when we get back to our cabin.I think chuckling to myself.
I really don't mind being third wheel since eits for the sake of romance.
"Something you blew this summer,"chimes a bitchy voice in my head that sounds a lot like my sister Vanessa.
"Maybe it's karma,"concludes the other fuckboy voice in my head.
"Ugh,just shut the fuck up!"I yell inside my head.
Well, at least I thought I did Inside my head.
Numerous pairs of eyes(including Chef's and Chris's) are fixed on me.I gulp.
"Heh Heh,i guess the lack of sleep causes me to um think out loud,"I explain laughing nervously.
I hear snickers.
"Ooo-kay then,"Chris replies raising an eyebrow.
"Stupid,stupid."I scold myself slapping my palm against my forehead twice.
Gwen reaches behind me and rubs my back proceeds to flirt with Trent again.
I sigh and stare blankly into the fire. I feel my eyelids grow heavier.
"Must...Stay...Awake," I murmur sleepily.I feel myself losing the battle with sleep.
All of a sudden, I hear a scream.
I jolt awake and fall backwards off the log and groan.I lift myself up off the ground to see that sports nut in the red track suit, Tyler, screaming like a maniac.I scowl.
Chris averts his eyes from Tyler and turns his gaze to the rest of us campers. He is holding a book.
"Storytime!"he announces. Chef is behind him dressed in a tutu holding a harp.
Chris begins to read and Dance of The Sugarplum Fairy begins to play. Chef leaps around tossing sparkles on the campers.I watch as he tosses some on Dj. He tips over taking the tree he is tied to with him.
"Timber!"cries Gwen sleepily.
I watch him lying on the ground snoring soundly.I grin a bit even though I know he possibly can't see me.
Dance of The SugarPlum Fairy plays on. I continue to watch Chef leap eyelids grow heavy. The last thing I see is Owen's naked body cross over in front of me before I fall once again backwards off the log. This time to sleep.
I am home back in Atlanta coming back from Cheerleading tryouts when I hear them. My mom and dad arguing more heatedly than usual.
I close the front door softly and creep beside the kitchen door. I crouch down to listen to this exchange.
"How do you expect me to 'calm down' when we're FOUR months late on the mortgage?!"my mother whisper yells at my dad.
"They called not too long ago saying that they haven't been getting a response from the letters !Letters with an S! Which means you hid this from me!"
I cover my mouth in shock.
Four months?! I think to myself alarmed.
I knew money was tight before dad had to leave, but I thought things had gotten better since he's back now.
My hands begin to shake uncontrollably.
Oh God, where will we live?
"Now,baby I already told you I've got this handled with the sh-"
My mom cuts my dad off.
"Oh,here we go again with that damned show stunt again,"my mom continues struggling to keep her voice down "there is no way in hell you're putting MY BABY in one of your 'get rich quick schemes. That's final!"
I hear my mom slam a plate on the table.
My ears perk up. He wants to put Terrance or Vanessa on the new show he's working for Total Drama Island?
I almost burst out giggling despite my nervousness. Terrance wouldn't even be able to pass the drug test and Vanessa...well she's such a bitch that they'll vote her off the island first.
"But baby , my dad continues to whine, "Monica is the only option. We have to do this.
I immediately lose my smile.
ME?I think incredulously "The fuck?"
I accidentally whisper.
I'm not even old enough for the show. I just turned 15 the week before and you have to be sixteen or seventeen to even get on the show.
"NO!She is too young and besides didn't you get explicit orders not to have family members audition for fairness sake."my mom counters.
I could almost see her in my mind raising her eyebrow and pursing her in lips in her favorite 'hand on hip stance'.
I hunch my knees up to my chin. I wait in anticipation expecting him to declare defeat, but to my surprise he calmly replied.
"I've got the all planned out baby. I paid off one of the guys to "lose"one of the Audition tapes. I sent in Monica's of when she and Dante were playing around with the camera when they first found out I got the job and wanted to make their own fake auditions. The producers loved Monica."
I can almost see my father as well doing his "well what ya gone do now"smirk.
My mother remains silent,so my father continues
"We'll give her the good news at dinner but we won't exactly tell her the truth so we don't cause her to lose out of nerves. I'll say that the age has been lowered and all the kids on the show competing are staff member kids.!Yeah!that's it I know she'll believe that."I hear my dad chuckle.
"And I have WAYS to guarantee that money is ours!"
"What ways?"my mother asks her voice chokes up with emotion. She sounds like she's on the verge of tears.
"Not thoseways. Don't you think we've had enough of THOSE ways?It got us in enough trouble before. Lord knows it did."She sobs to my father.
I feel sick to my stomach.I'm disgusted with my father for making my mother cry. For the first time in months,I wish my father hadn't come back.
Not being able to stand anymore of this,I quietly pick myself up. I pick up my cheer bag.I creep quietly back over to the front door .I open it and close it loudly as if I'm coming back just now. I plaster a fake smile across my face.
"Hey y'all Mo's home!"I announce loudly interrupting their kitchen discussion. My mom comes out red eyed and my dad is grinning widely at me holding a letter.
My toes begin to feel wet and they are gently pulled by something.I feel something wet run across the heel of my foot.
Daylight peeks through my eyes as the sensation on my foot continues.
My eyes crack open a bit.I look down and scream loudly.
He puts his hands up in defense and he laughs uneasily.
"This umm isn't what it looks like?"
"Get off me you pervert!"I scream. I kick him in the face.
Noah,the sarcastic douchey prep from the our team had been licking and kiss my feet in my sleep!
I draw the attention of the other campers waking them up.
Dj unties himself from the tree and runs to survey the scene. Noah is holding his face in pain near my legs and I'm shaking in fear and disgust.
"What's going on?"Dj inquires looking at Noah angrily.
"H-he w-wwas licking my feet while I was s-sleeping,"I stammer out my face still hot. I am still upset.
Dj grabs Noah by the shirt.
Noah gulps."I-i couldn't help it she has such nice feet. Thye called out to my mouth."
The surrounding campers burst out into laughter. But, not Dj and I.
I am beyond embarrassed and Dj sees this.
Dj tightens the grip of Noah's T-shirt.
"Yo,Im not usually a violent guy, but if I ever catch you bothering her again,I'm going to punch you so hard that your dad is going to feel pain in whichever sack he emptied you out of into your mom,"he threatens Noah who gulps once again.
Noah nods quickly.
"Y-y-yeah sure man,"
Dj drops Noah on the ground like a rag doll.
Noah glances once more at my feet. He scurries over to the showers where Chris is standing lifting up Gwen's hand.
"The winner of the awake-a-thon
...Gwen!"
Gwen slumps to the ground as we Screaming Gophers begin to cheer loudly.
The Killer Bass begin to look sad including Dj
I feel a fierce boldness gather within me as I lift myself up.I kiss Dj on the cheek.
"Thank you,"I say shyly.
He looks a bit surprise and smiles at me.
"Anytime,"he replies touching the place on his cheek where I kissed him. He walks back over to his team.
"Told ya,"I hear a familiar voice behind me.I whirl around to see Lashawna smiling softly at me. I also see something else. My dad glaring at DJ's retreating back...