A/N: I am so tired. And it's only 5 PM. Ugh. Here's the chapter, I'm going to bed soon. Read and review, don't flame, disclaimer is in the first chapter.
BLLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
"There goes the air horn! Let's go!" I hollered.
"Morning! Hope you slept well!" Chris greeted us with an annoying pep to his voice.
"Hi Chris! You look really buff in those shorts!" Heather complimented.
"I know!" Chris replied. That's very…conceited of him. "Okay, I hope you're all ready because your next challenge begins…in exactly one minute!"
"Oh, excuse me! I don't know if that's enough time to eat breakfast!" Owen asked.
"Oh, you'll get breakfast Owen…right after you complete your 20 kilometer run…around the lake!" Chris explained.
"Oh, so you're funny now! You know what I think would be funny—?" She threatened by coming up to Chris, ready to punch him.
"Eva!" Courtney whispered. "Try to control your temper."
"YOU'RE ENJOYING THIS, AREN'T YOU?!" Eva exclaimed.
"A little. You have 30 seconds!" Chris stated. We all got to the starting line and waited for Chris to tell us to go.
"OKAY RUNNERS! ON YOUR MARKS…GET SET…GOOOO!!" Chris exclaimed. I took off running, keeping pace with Eva, but soon passing her. I got all the way to Geoff and passed him too. We all reached the main lodge, and like I expected, we won the first part! The Killer Bass thought that it was the end, but oh no, it's just beginning.
"Whoa there, hold your horses guys! THAT wasn't the challenge!" Chris exclaimed.
"What did he just say?" Courtney asked.
"Who's…HUNGRY?!?!" Chris displayed a huge buffet of food behind purple curtains. Everyone was so happy that there was actual food and not that brown slop from Chef. Soon, the buffet was ravaged by the Killer Bass, who went at it like dogs fighting over a slab of meat. Our team went at it too, but not as ruthlessly. Owen however, disregarded my warnings and ate the whole plate of baked beans and maple syrup. I stuffed as much food as I could get into the plastic wrap I carried along with me so I wouldn't go hungry during the awake-a-thon. I was planning to stay awake for the whole time, and then "mysteriously" fall asleep at the end, making Gwen the winner, like in the actual episode.
"OKAY CAMPERS! TIME FOR PART TWO OF YOUR CHALLENGE!" Chris told us.
"I thought eating was the second part." Owen commented.
"What more do you want from us?" Gwen asked.
"Ugh, weird Goth girl is right! Haven't we been through enough?" Heather asked.
"Um…let me think about that…NO! IT'S TIME FOR…THE AWAKE-A-THON!" Chris poked fun at Heather. Time to put my plan into action.
"The what-a-thon?" Owen asked.
"Don't worry!" Chris jumped off the buffet table. "This is an easy one! The team with the last camper standing wins invincibility!"
"So, what you're saying is the 20K run and the turkey-eating frenzy was part of your evil plan to make it harder for us to stay awake?" Gwen asked.
"THAT'S RIGHT GWEN!" Chris agreed.
"Man he's good." Gwen remarked.
"MOVE MOVE MOVE!!!!" Chris yelled through his megaphone. I walked out behind Gwen and Trent.
"So, how long do you think it'll be before everyone's out cold?" Trent asked Gwen.
"About an hour, give or take." Owen walked by them both, drooling. "Maybe less." Gwen concluded.
At the campfire pit, Owen bragged about how he could stay awake for 12 hours in his sleep. Then he froze. A few seconds later, he fell to the ground. I told him to stay away from the food!
Heather called Lindsay and Beth over to her. I quietly tagged along, hiding behind the bushes by them. I knew Heather was going to form an alliance with them to take to the final three. I was thinking she'd call me, but I knew she would be saving her request for me when one of her henchmen acted up against her, which wouldn't be for a few weeks.
"Okay, I have a plan to get me and two other people into the final three, and I chose you guys." Heather deceitfully explained.
"Really?" Lindsay asked. Poor Lindsay, she's so dumb and loves Heather so much that she can't see Heather's true intentions.
"You should know that this is a VERY big deal. I am placing MY trust in you, and trust is a two way street." Lindsay and Beth nodded in agreement. "So you'll do everything I say then?" Heather asked.
"Sure! EEE, we're going to the final three! EEEeeeEEE!!!" Lindsay squealed. "Speaking of alliances, you know who I think is REALLY cute?" She set her gaze on Tyler from the Killer Bass.
"Oh no. No, no, no. You can't date him." Heather commanded.
"Why not?" Lindsay dared to ask.
"Because he's on the other team!" Heather answered.
"Uh-huh." Lindsay somewhat agreed.
"You can't inter-team date. It's like, against the alliance rules." Heather explained.
"There are rules?" Lindsay asked.
"Remember what I just said about trust, Lindsay? Of course, you can always leave the alliance. If you do though, I can't protect you from getting kicked off." Heather threatened.
"No! I—I wanna be in the alliance!" Lindsay submitted to Heather's pressure.
"Good! Then it's settled." Heather replied and walked away. Beth followed suit. Lindsay still looked at Tyler longingly.
Eva left to the bathroom. When she was walking there, she dropped her iPod. Heather started walking over to the iPod, but I cleverly pretended to stretch and picked the iPod up before her.
"HEY! THAT WAS MY IDEA!" Heather exclaimed.
"You're just not quick enough then. By the way, what DID you plan to do with the iPod?" I cunningly asked. Heather took me to the side, away from Chris, and told me, "I planned to keep it from her and then she'd get upset and I'd return it to her. It'll turn the team against her. Why, do you have a problem with that Miss Goody-Two-Shoes?"
"No. In fact, I was planning the exact same thing! I guess great minds think alike after all!" I sucked up to her.
"Cool. Say, if Lindsay or Beth, both in my Final Three Alliance behaves badly, breaks away, or is eliminated, you're always welcome in my alliance. I bet together, we can tear down the competition and get to the finals!" She offered.
"Yes, very good. Do you plan to take advantage of me so you can win at the end? Don't think I don't see your ulterior motives Heather. Remember, I think just like you. Don't think I'm not in it to win it. I'm as in it as you are. Just remember: keep your friends close…and your enemies closer." With that, I bested Heather, put on my Ray-Bans, and walked away.
Heather's POV
That little bitch! How dare she go against me! And use my own words against me too! I bet she lied to me when she picked up Eva's iPod. She's probably going to return it when Eva comes back. That's it. I don't think there's any more hope for her to be friends with me. She gave me a choice: join her or be against her. And I'm against her.
Wait. Eva's here. Julie's not giving her the iPod. She kept true to her word. It really was her idea too. Hm…maybe there is still hope we can work together after all…
My POV
We now have seven people awake on our side. Nine people are awake on the Killer Bass team. I still have my snacks and food, and with my modified Ray-Bans, I'll be protected from Chef's sleeping sands.
"Congratulations campers! You've made it to the 24 hour mark! Time to take things up a notch! Fairy tales!" Chris yelled. And out comes Chef dressed as a lamb with a lyre in his hands.
"Oh, he's NOT serious!" Gwen exclaimed.
Chris starts reading a story about a boring kingdom in a boring village…blah blah blah it's all about boring things. I get my sketchbook out of my backpack and start drawing. I remember during a boring lecture, I'd draw in order to keep myself awake. I decided to draw the campers. Gwen and Trent were right by me, so I drew them together, seemingly content talking to each other at the water's edge on Wawanakwa Dock. I drew Heather as a devil vixen with Lindsay off in the distance and Beth right by her side, all decked out in devil vixen garb. Chef started sprinkling sleeping sands all over and started making the campers very sleepy. I was unfazed by it all because of my Ray-Bans. DJ fell asleep tied to a tree, bringing it down. Gwen yelled "Timber!" when this happened.
It's the 40 hour mark. There are now six campers awake on our side and four campers awake on the Killer Bass. Scratch that, Heather found Lindsay and Beth asleep. Now we're tied with the Killer Bass.
"Okay, favorite song." Gwen asked Trent. They were getting to know each other, a very smart way of staying awake. I turned the page in my sketchbook and drew them sitting by each other, asking about themselves.
"She Would Be Loved. Favorite color." Trent responded.
"Um…midnight blue." Gwen answered.
"Ooo, mysterious. I like that." Trent commented. Gwen yawned. "Ah, don't fall asleep! Okay, quick, favorite movie moment."
"You're going to think it's cheesy." Gwen woke up.
"I promise I won't." He promised.
"Okay, the kiss at the end of that road trip movie. You know, the one with the guy and the three girls?" Gwen asked.
"I know the one!" Trent laughed. "You liked that movie?" Oh no, Owen started sleepwalking—naked! No one should see that…ever. Even Gwen and Trent looked surprised.
Ah man, so many good things to draw with Gwen and Trent! Okay, this is the last picture for now! I drew them laying head-to-head, looking up at the stars. I saw a shooting star and made a wish that I could accomplish what I came here to accomplish. Gwen said that she was so tired that she wasn't tired anymore. It made perfect sense to me, but not to Trent. He must be too tired. They looked for the Little Dipper together…well, Gwen actually showed Trent where it was.
Oh no, they're going to check on Justin! Justin's cheating! I've got to stop them!
"Hey Gwen! Trent! Wait! I need to tell you guys something!" I called to them. They stopped and came over to me. "This way!" I led them to a part where Chris couldn't see us. "Hang on, lemme pause my music." I found the camera watching us on my iPod and temporarily scrambled the signal so the producers couldn't see what was going on. "I don't have much time to tell you, but don't bother Justin. He's using my idea of dirty tactics. He painted over his eyelids to make it look as though he's awake, but he's really sleeping!"
"Smart!" Trent commented.
"We can provoke him later. Right now, we need to keep him until the Bass are almost gone. Got it?" I asked.
"Got it. You're one very sly and cunning girl Julie." Gwen commented.
"Thank you. I've had years to perfect it." I bragged.
We stayed awake for the next 45 hours! We provoked Justin, causing our count to go down. In the morning, Gwen wanted a coffee so bad that she begged Chris for his coffee he was drinking.
"GWEN NO! HE'S NOT WORTH IT!" I called to her. She came back and sat down next to Trent.
"What's the matter with you people? COME ON, FALL ASLEEP ALREADY!" Chris taunted. "Okay, you six stay with me! The rest of you, go get a shower for heaven's sake! You stink! I didn't want it to come to this. I said that to Chef Hatchet last night I said 'Chef, I don't want it to come to this'. But damn it, these campers are tough! And so, I've come up with the most boring, sleep inducing activity I can find. Ahem." Chris cleared his throat. "The History of Canada, a popup book. Chapter One: The Beaver. National symbol and a "dam" fine hat." I ate most of my food over the past 45 hours. I started drawing again, this time drawing Chris in a boiling pot of water in Hell being stirred by the Devil himself.
"Which of course, was a precursor for the discussions leading to the War of 1812…" Chris explained, starting to fall asleep himself. Eva and Heather were already out cold by this time. Trent started to fall over.
"Trent!" Gwen gasped. I jumped and held him up.
"He's not gone yet Gwen." I managed to get out of my mouth. I looked into his eyes, but it was too late. They were closed. "I'm sorry Gwen." And I situated him on the floor.
"Don't leave me Julie! I don't think I can survive much longer without Trent!" She told me.
"Get a hold of yourself! You can do this, you can win this! I'll be right here with you for as long as it takes." I let a fake yawn escape. I was about to crumble, but I had to let Gwen win and see her through.
"Time for a bathroom break! Any takers?" Chris asked.
"I've held it this long sweethearts. I could go all day." Duncan taunted.
"Yeah, but can you hold it for another 10 chapters?" Gwen asked.
"And then some. Who knows how long we'll be up? Maybe there's a girl who's getting worried...for you..." I taunted Duncan. Where'd that come from? I mean, I thought I liked him, but...I guess not. WHOA WHOA WHOA! I'M TOO TIRED TO DEAL WITH THIS DRAMA RIGHT NOW!
"Fine, I'll go." Duncan gave in. He left and the camera crew followed him, but not all the way to the bathrooms. I checked back on Gwen, who was falling asleep again.
"NO GWEN! SPEAK TO ME! PLEASE DON'T DIE OUT ON ME! STAY AWAKE! FOR ME! I NEED YOU TOO!" I pleaded.
"W—what? Oh, I'm awake! I'm totally awake! I can do this!" Gwen picked up courage again.
Ten minutes passed. I saw the camera guy coming to us. "Gwen, see that guy? He's coming to tell Chris that Duncan fell asleep at the toilet! Trust me…I know…" I wavered a little bit.
"N-no. No. Don't fail on me! What if it's not true?!" Gwen went crazy.
"I know you can do it…without me…I believe…" And in true TV fashion, I slowly closed my eyes and pretended to sleep. Gwen gasped. She put me down gently besides her.
"Believe? In who? In me? Oh wow…thanks Julie. But I can't continue much longer…" Gwen yawned.
"And we have news! It looks like Duncan has taken a dive on the can. Which means the official winner of the Awake-a-Thon is Gwen! That means the Screaming Gophers win!" Chris exclaimed. Gwen was out cold though.
"Mmmmm…Gwen? Trent? Heather? Oh no! Chris? Chris!" I called, but he was already gone. I took some water out of my backpack and poured it on them.
"W-what? Julie? Oh, thanks for being there as long as you could. I wouldn't have won without your help." Gwen replied. We heard Trent stir a little bit as he woke up. "I wouldn't have survived without you too Trent."
"Ugh! Who poured this water on me? Julie?" Heather asked.
"It was the only way I could wake you up. Sorry." I apologized.
"It's okay." Heather forgave me. Whoa, she forgave me! She's got something planned...
"Why don't all three of you get some rest? I'll catch up with you guys soon." I told them. They left to the cabin, clearly tired.
A/N: Julie didn't win. I guess it's pretty nice that she let Gwen win. I'm getting less tired, but I have a feeling someone is watching me...
Julie: That's because I am.
Me: Holy...shi--oot. *turns around* How did you get here?
Julie: What do you mean? I'm just a figment of your imagination...and you're copying all of those other Fanfiction writers who do stuff like that. You're going to get flamed so badly. Go back to listening to your Christmas music. And for Pete's sake, take a nap!
Me: *blink*...Where'd she go? Uh...I'm going to bed. Toodles?