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Samey was shocked at what she had done. That was the most she's ever done to stand up for herself. She didn't even care if Amy was going to kill her later, or if she might get eliminated for shooting at her own team mate. She was proud of herself.

If only she could find Topher.

She didn't know how many was in the game at the moment. She hoped Chris would say. As if to answer her prayers, he did.

"For Moskwak, we have Sugar and Sky. For Kinosewak, it's Jasmine, Topher, and Samey," he voice called from a TV.

Samey felt happy to know he was still up and running, as was her best friend. Maybe if she found Jasmine, she could get help with talking to Topher.

No.

Samey didn't want Jasmine's advice. She needed to go at her own accord. It was up to her to know what to say. She didn't need babied. If she could shoot her sister the she-devil with a tranquilizer gun, she could talk to her pissed off friend.

"And Jasmine is down!"

Samey was shocked. Jasmine was a survivalist, but Samey outlasted her? She could not believe it.

"Sky's out too!"

Sugar was the only one Samey had to look for. She could win this for her team! She could actually do it! Finally, she wouldn't have to be second place Samey anymore!

She bumped into someone hard. She pointed her gun, but realized it was Topher. He had his gun up too, but didn't lower it. He still looked grim.

"Topher -" Samey began. He kept walking. She followed him "Topher, listen-"

"I'm busy," he mumbled, looking for Sugar.

"It's important, Topher. . ." Oh great, her voice was breaking.

"What? Are you going to tell me why I should give up on being a host? Or how I'm weird?" He didn't look her way.

"No, listen, ple-"

"I don't want to hear it, Samey! I thought we were friends! I actually listened to your problems. Trust me, I don't do that for a lot of people. You were so kind yesterday, and then you just turned on me!" he said, sounding a mix of hurt and harsh.

"I didn't want to say it. I-I swear. Amy forced me. She. . .she would make life worse if I didn't." She saw Topher roll his eyes.

"How do I know that's not a lie? It's really hard believing you."

That punched Samey in the gut. She knew what she wanted to say now, she wanted to say the truth. "Because I. . .I lo-"

"Well, looky here! Got me to cows for the price of one!"

The thick southern accent of Sugar rang in their ears. Samey panicked. This could be her time to win!

But. . .Topher . . . She knew how he'd feel about being tranquilized. He wouldn't look as "gorgeous."

Sugar was about to aim at him. Samey knew what to do.

"Topher, shoot her!" she said, causing Sugar to look her way. The next thing Samey saw was blackness.

It was kind of like sleep. A little preppy pony dream was playing in her mind.

When Samey woke up, she had drool running down her face and onto the ground. Everyone who was shot with a tranquilizer was in a row. Some were sitting up, talking. Some, like Amy, were still "asleep."

Once Amy's up, I will be mutilated. . .not that it really matters anymore. I deserve it. And he's still mad at me. . . A tear fell down Samey's face at that thought.

"Hey, don't cry."

She turned to look and see Topher next to her

.I will update as soon as I come home from shopping!