I'm back again and with the second part of chapter 9! I very much enjoyed writing this. Huge development in the Gwen/Alejandro pairing. Can't wait until I get to episode 13 when Duncan comes back! I have a few things planned for that chapter! Chapter 10 is already in the works so it shouldn't be long for another update. But anyways, please enjoy the second part of chapter 9!
"... I'm sorry?"
"Form an alliance with me. We're two of the strongest players in this game. It only makes sense, no?", the Latin asked. Gwen stood there dumbfounded, unsure of what to say. What do you say at a time like this? In a way, it made sense, but also didn't. Why did he want this?
"Thanks, but no thanks, Al. There are definitely better people for me to team up with besides. you.", "Oh really? Name one.", Gwen had to think for a moment. Was there anyone actually better? "Courtney.", Alejandro smirked at this. "Yeah! The girl that's dating that punk guy who you seem to be very fond of as he is of you. That makes a WHOLE lot of sense.", he responded. Why did he have to be right?
"Okay, how do you expect to make this work? We're on opposite teams! Shouldn't you be teaming up with, oh, I don't know, someone actually a part of your team?!", the goth said, feeling her frustration build. "Teams will not matter once the teams merge. It's better to have one early on in this rather then wait.", Alejandro said. Gwen eyed him suspiciously. "And how do I know this isn't a ploy to get me eliminated? How am I supposed to trust you when all you do is scheme and lie?", Alejandro moved in closer to the goth. "Because I WANT you here, mi angel.", the Spaniard smoothly said as he took hold of Gwen's pale, petite hand. She felt the blood rush to her cheeks. No. He had to be toying with her. There's no way that he wants her to stay. Why was he doing this? It was great when she thought she was in control. Unfortunately now, he took over. She wouldn't be manipulated, not by him at least. She moved her face closer to his.
"You know what would be even better?", she asked, causing Alejandro's teal eyes to widen as he coughed nervously. "Oh? A-And what would that be?"
"If I stayed in this game and have you gone.", Gwen said, pushing Alejandro out of the way to take her sculpture pieces to her team. The Latin stood there dumbfounded. What just happened?
"Alright, quickly now! Put all our pieces here!", the Latin could be heard as he guided his team to where they would begin to piece their statue together.
"Come guys, lets show Team Chris is Really, Really, Really, Really, Hot what us girls can do!", Gwen exclaimed.
Both teams through their pile into the same area, causing them to mix up their pieces. "Hey, you got some of your Venus in our David!", the CIT growled in annoyance. Heather screamed in frustration. "You did that on purpose!", she said.
Both team began to bicker as Gwen stole a glance at the Latin. She slid her finger across her throat, making a slicing sound to indicate that he was going to lose. With a smirk, he sent a wink back her way, causing her to growl.
The goth could feel her head pounding from all of the yelling coming from both sides. Both her hands instantly gripped hard to her head before she realized she needed to take charge of this situation.
"HEY!", she yelled, silencing both teams instantly. "Everyone just needs to calm down. Lets just go through the pieces and examine them. It shouldn't be that hard considering ours is male, and you guys have a female. Alright?", surprisingly, they obeyed as they each began to pick up each stone. Before they knew it, they finally had their own pieces that they needed. Courtney made her way over to Gwen.
"That was really good work just right there. I've been rather surprised at how well you've been taking charge today.", Courtney said with a small smile. The goth was astonished, Did Courtney just show gratitude to her? "Wow, uh... Thanks Courtney. I'd also like to thank you for backing me up earlier. Heather is pretty tough to get things through to so... I appreciate it. "Don't mention it... Seriously.", the CIT responded with the same statement she used back in Egypt when she helped Gwen with her rope. Well, that moment of gratitude didn't last long. She knew it was hard for Courtney to put her walls down. So it wouldn't be good to expect anything more.
Gwen placed the head on the statue, which was their final piece. The goth's eyes widened. "Are we already finished?", Team Amazon stood for a moment before cheering. Chris made his way over to the competitors. "And the Amazons have it!". Chris started. "Coming in close second, is Team Chris is Really, Really, Really, Really, Hot!", The frustration on the Latin's face was easily detectable. "And this weeks losers are, not at all ironically anymore, Team Victory!", Chris finished. Dj cries could be heard from across the room.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt? Or just sad that we lost again?", Lindsey asked the only member left on her team. "These... These are happy tears... I'm going home... MAMA! I'M COMING HOME!", he responded. "What?", Lindsey asked, more confused than she normally is. "Well there are only two of us. So, if I vote for myself and you vote for me, I get to go home! To my mama's warm embrace!", Dj said proudly, before their host interrupted him.
"Woah, big guy. Since this is the first time we've had a two person team elimination scenario, I've decided to do something special. Since we're in the fashion capital of the world. I declare... That it's a walk off people! It's... a walk off!", he started. "Each of you will pick a model to-", "TYLER! I pick Tyler! I'm going with Tyler! He's my pick! Tyler is, mhm!", the ditsy blonde exclaimed happily. "Dj!", Chris said, insinuating that it was his turn to pick. "Um... I'll go with...", the ladies could be seen showing their best poses in hopes of being chosen,but Dj knew who would be perfect for this.
"Gwen.", the goth's eyes widened. "What!?", Heather yelled. "I second that... What?!", their host agreed. Gwen finally spoke up. "Nothing personal but I HATE models. And getting stared at.", "Ah, but what a beautiful sight to see.", Gwen's glare turned to the Latin. She really wished at times like these, he would keep his mouth shut. "You'll be perfect.", Dj informed her.
"Alright, each designer has to come up with a costume for their models to wear. Then yours truly, plus one member from each of the non-losing teams, will do the judging. The designer with the best design stays for another episode.
"Nothing too froo-froo girly. Come on, let me see!", Gwen said, snatching the note pad from Dj to see a picture drawn of him and his mom. The goth eyed him curiously. "I'm trying to lose.", "You don't say.", the goth replied. "Well, I'm gonna go pack my things for the drop home. I'll be back before the show starts.", Dj said, quickly scurrying away. "Wait! What am I supposed to be wearing?!", the goth sighed, placing herself in front of the mirror, taking in all of her flaws. She really didn't want to do this. People looking at her made her sick to her stomach. She didn't feel pretty. She never has. Maybe this why Duncan doesn't seem like he wants to be with her. "Why can't I just look like Courtney?", she muttered to herself.
"Because we don't need another Courtney in the world.", the goth jumped, turning her head to see Alejandro leaning against the doorway. God, why did he have to hear her sulking? "Oh yeah? Well we don't need another goth in the world. Apparently we're 'gross parasites' that shouldn't even be alive. At least that's what I heard in my junior year of high school when I finally dyed my hair blue.", the goth started. Alejandro didn't speak, feeling that he should just listen. He never knew she was this hard on herself. "And that you have people like Courtney. Tanned skin, long brown hair, perfect figure. Everything a guy wants in a girl. Everything that... Duncan wants in a girl...", she could feel her hot tears fill in her eyes. She didn't want anyone to see her like this, especially someone like Alejandro. The Latin made his way over to her, kneeling right in front of her as he watched her try to hide the tears. He felt genuinely bad. Which he never really felt for anyone.
He gently grabbed her wrist and pulled them away from her eyes, forcing her to look at him. She could feel her heart pounding. "Mi bonita, you don't have to hide this. Not from me.", he said softly. His eyes unwillingly moved on their own to look at her lips. God, the urge to kiss her was almost impossible to ignore. She looked down at his lips as well, feeling that same urge. Gwen had to snap herself out of it. She coughed nervously, quickly standing up from her seat. "I, uh... Better go get Dj to, you know get my outfit and-", "Yeah, yeah sure. No problem... haha..", Alejandro responded in a nervous tone. And with that, she was out the door in a flash. What just happened?
"Annnnd, here comes Gwen. Wearing an original from Dj's designs.", Chris said. Gwen could feel her annoyance peeking through. Why the hell would Dj make her go out in one of his shirt?! She dragged her self out there as she moped her way down the walkway. As she made it to the end, she immediately took off the clothes and through them at Chris, storming backstage. She sat back in the dressing room and with her head buried in her hands. Surprisingly, all she could think about was a certain Latin. Did he actually WANT to kiss her?
She overheard Chris, announcing Dj as the winner. Wait... What? Gwen sighed. Too bad for Dj, as he really wanted to leave this show.
After a day like today, she just really wanted to go to first class and go to sleep. It was going to be a long day tomorrow.
Hope you all enjoyed! Please, please, please don't forget to review/favorite this story as it does give me the motivation to continue writing this! As always, I'll see you guys in the next one!
~Cheri