The Twelfth Bonfire
The thirteen campers sat around the blazing Bonfire. Just about all of them were angry that Peter had won Invincibility, but for the time being, they all had no idea who would be going home, mainly since no one in particular was on the front lines that night.
Chris walked up, holding the tray that contained the twelve marshmallows.
"Campers, this is the first Bonfire since the dissolving of the teams. You have all gone through one of the most brutal challenges of them all. And tonight, one more person will take the Walk of Shame. When I call your name, come up and take your marshmallow: Peter."
Peter smirked as he picked up his marshmallow of choice.
"John."
"Isaiah."
"Mark."
"Violet."
"Rachael."
"Luke."
"Matthew."
"Jeremy."
"Mary."
"And…Tim."
As Tim walked up to pick his marshmallow, Jennifer and Josh shared a nervous glance.
"Jennifer, Josh. This is the final marshmallow. One of you is about to go home. Now Jen, you didn't even do your challenge, while Josh, you were so close to passing it, but failed. The viewers' votes have been cast, and quite frankly, it was a landslide.
"The final marshmallow goes to…"
Josh was slightly worried, but figured that his chances were better than Jen's. Jennifer was shaking, figuring that her time on Total Drama Island was up.
"…Jennifer."
"Whoa! I did not see that coming. But what the heck?" Jen said as she got up and enthusiastically picked up the last marshmallow.
Josh sighed.
"Josh, the Dock of Shame awaits."
Josh silently got up and walked off. Everyone (except for Peter and John) waved goodbye.
"Bye, Josh."
"See ya, man."
Josh climbed into the Boat of Losers, and sailed off into the night.
To be continued…