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We were woken up by an air horn around seven the next morning. We had to all be up and dressed within fifteen minutes. Not that I minded that part, it's just that I didn't have time to do my ten minutes of yoga. I was still bleary-eyed as I stumbled out.

"Morning!" Chris said brightly. "Hope you slept well."

"Hi, Chris," Heather answered, sounding like she'd been up and ready for hours (and judging by her lack of bed-head hair, maybe she had been). "You look really buff in those shorts." Oh, gag.

"I know." Double-gag. Heather sucking up was one thing. Chris not being gracious enough to even thank her was far worse.

Apparently we had to do a long run around the lake before we could go back to the lodge and get breakfast. That was twenty kilometres. TWENTY!

Only some people took the run seriously. I went at a slow jog, with periods of walking. Some people just walked, and others continued the whole run.

At some point, I found some of the Gophers who were slower. Owen was slumped on the ground, lapping at the puddles. "Can't…catch…breath…" he complained. "Must…have…condition!"

Heather stopped next to him. "Yeah, it's called overeating," she declared. "Look into it."

Leshawna was taking a break herself, leaning against a tree. "And what's your excuse," she said, "You skinny…annoying…too tired for insults…"

I tried to find some excuse to hang around, but at that moment, Chris drove by on a scooter. "Pick it up, people!" he called through a loudspeaker. "If you're not back by dinnertime, you don't eat!"

Heather muttered something about how much she hated Chris, and I just had to go back to jogging.

Okay, so I wasn't back first. I got back before Katie, Sadie, Harold and even a few steps ahead of Tyler (I think he'd tripped over his own feet enough times that I caught up, even with him sprinting. Still, the Gophers got all of the team back before Harold finally ran in.

"What took you so long?" Courtney demanded of him. "We just lost the challenge!"

"I think I'm having heart palpitations…" Harold rasped weakly.

I ran to Harold instantly, and led him to sit at our table. "Just rest for a while – you'll feel better." I told him. As I'd said, Harold's breathing and complexion, red from exertion, started to go back to normal instantly. He gave me a surprisingly warm smile.

As it turned out, the run wasn't even the challenge. We were rewarded with a total feast of turkey, waffles, baked beans, maple syrup…my personal favourite was the creamiest mashed potatoes I'd ever tried. It had only been two days since our last real meal, but after two days of just Chef's food, we fell on that table like we'd been starved. To be fair, I'd been half-starving compared to how I usually ate because it was so hard to force down more than half of the meals Chef had been serving. It was like Thanksgiving had come early.

As it turned out, the challenge only came after that. Chris called it the Awake-a-thon. "Don't worry, this one is an easy one. Last camper standing wins."

What he meant, was the camper who stayed awake the longest. He'd made us do a run and then eat a feast that was supposed to make us less active so it would be a shorter challenge. Gwen asked him, and he confirmed it.

For the first twelve hours, everyone managed to stay up. Owen was the first to fall, after staying he could stay awake in his sleep…yeah, not sure how that worked.

Well, that blew the Gophers' number advantage.

Lots of people did different things to keep up. Heather pulled Lindsay and Beth aside and started saying something quietly to them. Courtney kept doing little movements with her legs, thinking moving around would keep her up. Justin was standing stock still, eyes wide open. Gwen and Trent were just sitting down, talking quietly, so I went to do the same with DJ. It did help ward off boredom for a while.

At the 24-hour mark, Chris insisted on reading us the most boring fairytale ever, hoping that would help, and then Chef did a Sugar Plum Fairy dance (yes, in costume), throwing what appeared to be fairy dust at us. Who did he think he was, the Sandman?

Well, it worked on DJ. He tried tying himself to a tree to stay awake, and instead, the tree fell.

"Timber!" Gwen called out, although she still sounded low-energy.

Luckily, I had brought my iPod, so even though I couldn't talk to DJ any more, I listened to music.

I'm not sure how long I was really awake for. Maybe two days, maybe one and a half. Quite a few campers had fallen by the time I finally couldn't take it anymore. The last thing I remembered was Gwen discovering that Justin had painted his eyelids to look like they were open and he'd been asleep for a while.

I woke up achy, to find that most everyone else was awake, but only four campers had gone without sleep so far. Chris told the rest of us to go get a shower. And the only teammate of ours left was Duncan.

"How long were you awake for?" I asked Bridgette sleepily as we went back to our cabin.

"Not sure." Bridgette yawned. "I think you were still awake, though. Katie and Sadie had fallen asleep a while before me." She suddenly smiled. "You missed a good moment of sleep action, though. Noah must have been having a good dream, because he started kissing Cody's ear. Then they both woke up screaming."

I giggled. "Kissing a stranger? Yeah. I'd love to know who he was dreaming about." I couldn't help smirking. "Well, Cody keeps checking me out, so kind of serves him right to have the first kiss on this island for him come from a guy, seeing as he's clearly so into girls."

"Not interested, huh?" Bridgette laughed.

"In Cody? No thanks." I replied. "And just because I've been hanging out with DJ, no ideas, I'm not into him either."

"Don't worry," Bridgette said, still laughing, "I'm not one of those girls who think girls and guys can't be just friends. Just like how two girls or two guys can be more than friends, too."

At that point, I knew that if I wanted to tell her, I could do it safely. I wasn't going to volunteer it, but if it came up, I would. I mean, I'd told my friends and they'd all been cool with it (in fact, they'd taken it upon themselves once to tell a boy who'd been hitting on me that I wasn't interested "and it didn't help that you were acting like a sketchy skeeze around her" without telling him I wasn't into boys), but I hadn't been sure if some of the other contestants were more conservative. But the way Bridgette had brought that up made me feel like if it came up, I didn't have to be afraid to say it.

Gwen won the challenge for the Screaming Gophers. Duncan fell asleep halfway through a bathroom break, but only after Heather and Trent had also dropped out. That meant we had to vote someone out.

I discussed it with DJ this time. "The thing is," I said, "I feel like this challenge came down to stamina. That'll be useful in later challenges. Who fell asleep first on our team?"

DJ shrugged. "Maybe Katie or Sadie? I know they were down within the first 24 hours. And I don't remember anyone else from our team being asleep before then. I know I wasn't awake long, but…"

"They were asleep sooner." I finished. "There's no way I'm voting for you, anyway. At least I don't know those two that well. I guess I'll just pick one of them at random."

It was a pretty emotional ceremony, mainly because the girls didn't want to be separated. It was Sadie who walked the Dock of Shame, but before she went, Katie held her hands. "I know this is so unfair," she said, "But Sadie, I promise that I'll carry on, for both of us. I know you'd do the same for me, and while I can't do some of the things you can, I'll do my best, I swear. As a testament to our friendship, I'll carry on for the both of us!" Then she hugged Sadie goodbye, both of them in tears.

Even when they were separated, with Sadie on the boat and Katie on the dock, they both continued calling out about how they each missed the other the most. Even ten minutes after Sadie was out of sight, Katie lay on the dock, crying quietly.

Everyone else toasted their marshmallows. "To the Killer Bass!" Courtney toasted. "And to not ending up here again next challenge!"

While I munched my marshmallow, I decided to go back to the dock and wait for Katie to stop crying. She probably needed someone to look out for her for a little while.

I obviously didn't have Eva, and I noticed the BFFFLs were some of the earlier sleepers. They're also not supremely important. However, while there's some kind of informed attribute thing where Katie is the heart and Sadie is the brains, Katie shows more determination than Sadie when she is eliminated in canon, effectively becoming Sadie's motivation to continue alone. That's the one reason I kept Katie around, because I think she'd make more of an effort than Sadie did.