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Author here! There is ACTION in this chapter—as in boyXboy loving!!!! If you don't want to read that, then stop right now. For those of you who want to read that, continue and enjoy!
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(It all starts with a)
Glance
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Chapter Nine:
Duncan had picked up their camping supplies and dragged Noah off into the woods by the hand after Chef, who was leading the kids into the forest. The campers had split into twos, though no one was happy about it—except maybe Duncan. (And Noah, but he'd never admit it.)
Heather was walking beside Courtney, her chosen partner, "Doesn't looking at them just make you sick?" Heather asked.
"Yeah. It really does," Courtney agreed, "I'm never going to forgive them—either one."
"You know," Heather said, tapping a finger on her chin, "I think you and I have similar interests. I think we should team up..."
Cody trudged along beside Geoff, his chosen partner. Geoff was blabbing on about parties and awesomeness, throwing in quite a few 'woohoo's. Cody's mind was somewhere else.
On Noah, of course.
His object of obsession was going to be staying with Duncan, of course. Even if Noah wasn't, Cody wouldn't be able to stay with him anyway—they were on the same team. It was the first time that Cody regretted being on the same team as Noah. Had he known he could sleep in the same tent alone with Noah, Cody would have paid money to be on the Screaming Bass team.
But the fact remained that Cody was stuck with Geoff. Noah was with Duncan, and Cody was in an alliance with Heather that put him completely at her mercy. Still, she promised to get Noah and Duncan split up. If nothing else, Heather would get one of them voted off and therefore away from each other.
Cody didn't want to see his love lose the chance of a million dollars a second time, but he knew that Heather would do what she had to. Cody had to be ready to accept the consequences of letting her do the job. He had to live with whatever methods she chose.
What Cody really feared, however, was Noah's reaction. If Duncan was voted off and Noah was without him, Cody wasn't sure how the smart boy would react. Would he be heartbroken? Sad? Happy? Noah didn't seem to completely hate being around Duncan, which was a bad sign. Cody was afraid of seeing Noah's reaction when the two were split up.
But it had to be done, right? Or was Cody just being selfish?
What if Noah found out Cody was behind it all? Cody would probably lose his chance at the teen anyway if that happened. He had to make sure that Heather did everything independently, and that he didn't help with anything.
But he knew deep down that it would not end well. Cody knew that he would probably have to do something and Noah would figure out who was behind the plan. Noah might hate Cody for the rest of his life...
No. Cody refused to believe that Noah and Duncan were that close. Cody just had to be a really good friend to Noah, and then even if the smart boy found out that Cody was behind the plot, Noah might not get that mad. If they were good friends, nothing could tear them apart.
But that went for Duncan and Noah too, right? If they were good friends—or dare Cody think it, more than friends—then nothing could tear them apart, either. Cody was walking a fine line, and he was hardly prepared for it.
"WOOHOO!!" Geoff exclaimed.
"Geoff, you're out because Bridgette heard your Woohoo and you were therefore communicating with her. Bridge, Geoff, you're OUT!!" came Chris' voice from the loudspeaker.
Uh oh, now Cody was alone. Completely alone with no partner. What was he supposed to do??
Cody breathed in and out a few times as Geoff was taken away by Chef, who left Geoff's bag of supplies there for Cody. Cody had to calm down; it was not the end of the world. Working on the challenge alone would be fine, right? He could do it.
Or perhaps he had better things to do. Now that he didn't have a partner, there was no one to ask him what he was doing or follow him around. Cody could follow Noah and Duncan around to make sure they didn't get too close. He had to make sure that they kept each other at arm's length.
How was he going to do that? Well, he had no idea. He could talk to Heather, but Heather was on the same team as him. For the duration of the challenge, Cody would just act alone without her. Everything would be fine.
"What's the worst thing someone can do when they're in a relationship?" Heather asked Courtney.
"Uh..." the former CIT had a few ideas, but Courtney knew that none of them were what Heather was looking for.
"Cheat. Cheating is the worst thing that a person can do," Heather snapped.
"Right. Cheat. Got it," Courtney nodded.
"Good. So, we'll try that first. We'll make them cheat on each other."
"Both of them?"
"Yes, it's much more fun that way."
"With who? Duncan and Noah aren't really liked by anyone right now, are they?"
"That doesn't matter. You're going after Noah and I'll take Duncan. We can do this, Courtney.... unless you'd rather go for Duncan."
"No, that's fine. I wouldn't want to give him the satisfaction of thinking I still liked him or something." Courtney frowned.
"Perfect! So, we'll let them be alone tonight. Tomorrow during the day, we'll split them up and take them down." Heather rubbed her hands together sinisterly.
"And what if this doesn't work?" Courtney asked, "It doesn't seem like a very good plan."
"Don't worry about it," Heather said, flicking a wrist, "I have many more plots in case this one fails. And even if it does work, we could use some of my back-up plans just for extra fun." She grinned evilly.
Courtney smirked back, her bad side coming out, "Let's do it!!"
Chris leaned back in his chair, satisfied with himself, "You know, Chef," he said, "I think that these episodes are going to be very good. Look at what's happened already! There's romance, there's plotting, there's deceit! All we need now is some violence and sex and it would be perfect television!"
"You know, Chris," Chef said, "They just might have sex if you're not careful. That Duncan boy and that Noah kid look like they're going to go at it tonight in their tent."
Chris shrugged, "I probably should have installed a camera in the tents, now that you mention it," he stated.
Chef frowned, stirring his latest batch of slop. He decided to go along with whatever the other man was saying, "Yes, you should have...."
Benjamin sighed, walking along beside Sadie. The girl was crying about not being with her BFFL, though Ben wasn't paying much attention. He was watching DJ and Justin talk about modelling, for some reason. The two other men were walking in front of Sadie and Ben, discussing looks and pants and such. Apparently DJ had gotten into modelling after the last season of Total Drama Island. Interesting.
Well, not really. Ben just pretended it was interesting as he walked along beside Sadie, who was still blubbering about her awesome friend.
Ben sighed, knowing that he would lose his sanity if she did not stop talking. He turned to her, stopped, and grabbed her shoulders, "Katie wouldn't want you to suffer like this," he said passionately, "She would want you to go forth with me and win this challenge for the both of you. Don't you see that this is only another bump in your road of friendship? You must cross over the rough patches in your friendship and succeed, Sadie! You can do it; Katie and I believe in you!" Ben came up with that on the spot, but the plump girl seemed pretty into it.
"OMG you are like SO right! I can't believe I almost got depressed over this! Me and Katie can do this, we are BFFLs! We can get through anything and everything! Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you, Ben!" she hugged Benjamin tightly, just as he'd been expecting.
He slipped his hand into her pocket and snatched out a piece of paper, shoving it in his own pocket as Sadie cried with joy, not even noticing. Yes, he'd wanted that paper. Ben hadn't expected it to be so easy to obtain, though he couldn't complain. Easy worked for him.
The first day passed soon enough as the teens picked their tenting places and settled in. No one was worried about the challenge; they were all kind of procrastinators. And even if some of them weren't, like Courtney, they were preoccupied with other things.
Duncan and Noah were in their tent, hanging out until they got tired. It was late evening, almost dark outside. Duncan had proposed that the two simply call it a night and not bother searching for clues that night. Noah hadn't wanted to do any searching, so that worked for him.
Noah lay down in his sleeping bag, opening his book to read before going to bed. Duncan snatched the book from his hands, tossing it out of the tent and zipping the flap shut.
"Hey! What was that for?" Noah demanded, getting out of his sleeping bag and walking toward the door.
"You don't need a book for entertainment," Duncan stated with a suggestive look, "I'll entertain you."
"I don't want any part of your entertainment," Noah griped, reaching out to undo the zipper of the tent.
Duncan wrapped his arms around Noah's waist and pulled the teen into his lap, immediately setting to work on kissing Noah's neck.
"Duncan, stop!" Noah shouted, trying to pry the other's fingers off of himself, "I just... ahh..." Duncan's hand had found Noah's crotch, massaging it through the fabric of the other's jeans. "Argh, Duncan!" Noah tried to fight a bit more, but he was getting harder by the second. Duncan's hand was making easy work of arousing the other, now massaging the bulge in between Noah's legs.
Unable to resist, Noah ground his hips into Duncan's hand, loving the friction that his jeans supplied him with. He let out a breathy moan before gasping as the delinquent's hand pinched the other gently through the fabric. The strange mix of pleasure and pain confused Noah for only a minute before Duncan started moving. He laid Noah down and crawled on top of him, kissing the other boy slowly and deeply.
Noah moaned almost inaudibly, his arms wrapping around Duncan's neck to pull the other closer, wanting Duncan's tongue deeper inside of him. He wanted to be closer, closer, closer. As close as he could get.
Duncan smirked into the kiss, palming the other's erection and making slow circular motions, taking full advantage of the friction-giving jeans.
Noah's reaction to that was a gasp as he arched into Duncan, also satisfying his want to get closer to the delinquent.
There were so many sensations all at once, Noah was overwhelmed. His brain couldn't focus on one single thing, and the only thought in Noah's mind was the simple fact that it felt GOOD.
By the time Noah came, his chest was heaving and he was hot all over, like he'd been sitting in a sauna. His heart rate was rapid and his face was flushed as he looked up at Duncan with half-lidded eyes, a strange expression on his face.
Duncan grinned down at the other, flicking Noah's crotch which earned a small jerk from the boy and an angry expression. "Hope you brought a few extra pairs of underwear," Duncan teased, leaning down to kiss Noah once more before climbing off and sitting on his own sleeping bag, pulling out a piece of wood that he started carving a skull into with a jackknife.
Noah sat up, his breathing still quickened, "Duncan," he all but panted, "I hate you."
"Aw, don't be like that Dear," Duncan teased, a grin on his face as he observed the other, "If you say things like that, I'll have to work harder to woo you." He winked, "But maybe you'd like that."
Noah stood pointedly and left the tent to get his book, not returning until a few moments later when his blush had faded away.
Duncan grinned as the other entered again, "You didn't deny it," he stated.
"Oh shut up already," Noah griped, sliding into his own sleeping bag and yanking the covers over his head. Duncan chuckled but got into his sleeping bag and rolled to face the wall, falling asleep soon after. Noah rolled his eyes and drifted off also.