Considering most of the challenges are only lasting a day, I think there would be another break before Hide and Seek, and the bike race, horror movie challenge and animal hunting would take up the sixth week, also having a break between them. They might have a three-day break after the Tri-Armed Triathalon, and then Camp Castaways would round out the seventh week…you get my idea. I needed to think of this to figure out exactly where each person would go. Thanks for reviewing, Gucci Mane LaFlare, lordgemini and OmniIBIBUltraInstinctGodzilla.

During the next break, the person I saw the least of was Bridgette. That was because she was with Geoff the whole time. I didn't actually see them, but it was pretty clear Bridgette had made good on what she'd said – that she'd let him know exactly how she felt and let things go from there. We didn't see much of either of them during the day after the ten minutes of yoga in the morning Bridgette and I did together. Leshawna and Gwen were too lazy to join in with us, but they usually watched. When Lindsay caught us at it, she just looked confused and asked us "Why are you guys doing all those weird stretches?"

Heather, as usual, had been more direct about it. "Yoga? Isn't that what middle-aged moms do because they have no energy to do anything harder?" Then she'd laughed. "I suppose they also dye their hair. What, are you going grey already?"

Needless to say, I really hoped my roots wouldn't start showing. My natural blonde was so close to white that I knew Heather would get on my case about that too, saying that clearly I was going grey. Luckily, when I checked in the cabin mirror, it looked like it was still the same hot pink all over. As it was for the moment, I just looked Heather in the eyes, and let out my most airheaded giggle. I caught a flash of surprise and annoyance on her face. Good, she knew she wasn't getting to me.

I didn't do anything special during the break, but I did finish reading Dracula. I'd read modern vampire stories before, but this was so different. These vampires were mysterious and half more blatant, half completely unable to be figured out. I preferred those modern vampires, where there were mortal ones, where they weren't totally written off as monsters, where even the villains were more than just a pair of fangs and a cape…and if we were lucky, they'd even have a shadow playing with a yo-yo.

I didn't write another note to Leshawna. I felt like I'd written enough, and the next time I expressed affection towards her, I needed to say it.

In the afternoon, however, everyone got together. Geoff burst into the cabin just as I was putting my book away. "Water fight at the lake!" he said, grinning at me. "Everyone's coming. You've got five minutes to get changed and be there!"

Really, all ten of us went to the lake and had a major water battle with splashing. Even Heather and Lindsay joined in, screaming if they even got a tiny bit of their hair wet (Heather had put her hair in a ponytail so it didn't reach her waist, but she was still very protective of it). Duncan was the most vicious player, but he wasn't as good as Owen, who kept cannonballing off the dock and managing to soak half of us every time. I was pretty good at it myself once I got into the swing of things, making sure I splashed everyone else at least once. Bridgette was particularly good at it, her natural clumsiness on land totally disappearing and turning her into the queen of the water babies.

Heather and Lindsay did end up opting out early, but at least they came in with us for a little while. We didn't do things like that as a group so much, so it was good to have some good, healthy, no-stakes competition for once, instead of it always being for one hundred grand.

Although, admittedly, when it got to the next day and Chris told us we were playing Hide-And-Seek, I didn't think it sounded too bad. Even when we were told Chef would be the one looking for us, and he also had a water gun that he demonstrated the strength of…on Chris. Sending him about 100 metres away from the dock we were starting at. Chris had told him to demonstrate, but after being sent flying, he called out "NOT ON ME, DUDE!"

The lifeguard's chair set up there was home base. To get invincibility, we could either get there before Chef's water gun got us (or he did – he didn't have to spray us if he tagged us instead), not get caught until the game was over (sunset was the cutoff point) or find someone else and turn them in after being caught. So in short, anyone could get invincibility.

I decided to curl up underneath the dock. Then I'd be close to home base, and it was so near to where we started that Chef probably wouldn't think to look there first.

I'd been waiting there for a while when I heard two voices screaming, and then a spray of water as the screams cut off. I'd recognized one scream as Lindsay, so I guessed the slightly less panicked scream was Heather. And from the sounds of it, they'd just been caught.

I made the mistake of uncurling and peeping up, so I could see when Chef left and take the chance to run to home base, but he saw me before I could duck back down. I started dashing towards the lake where he wouldn't be able to find me, but I ended up shooting into shallow water from the gun's water pressure.

Yes, third out. I didn't say the dock was a good place to hide – just that I had good reasoning.

Everyone else had found different places to hide. Lindsay and Heather had both hidden in the kitchen, and Chef found them there, as I heard earlier. Bridgette had been in at the campfire pit, but had an…unfortunate encounter with a group of skunks she accidentally scared. So they sprayed her, and the water gun didn't seem to help. She spent the rest of the challenge in the showers, but Chef wouldn't give her any tomato juice, so the spray clung to her.

Later, he stepped on what appeared to be a little hill, but was actually Gwen, hidden under a patch of grass. As he caught her, Heather came up, boasting "I just found Owen and DJ hiding in the lodge, so I guess I have invincibility now." Passing by Chef's latest catch, she added, "Gwen, looking fetch as always."

Chef just had to kick a tree to knock Geoff down, who had been clinging to the top. Finally, he found Duncan in a cave nearby.

"What about Leshawna?" was Owen's question.

"Leshawna?" Chef exclaimed. "But I searched everywhere." He paused, then murmuring "The water…"

We all ran back to the dock. Chef got ready to shoot, and…

"What took you so long, sugar?" Leshawna was grinning at everyone, sitting calmly at the top of the lifeguard stand.

As we went back to the cabins with two Invincibility winners, Gwen muttered to me, "The guys have an alliance. We need to talk in the cabins."

We actually had to leave Bridgette outside to discuss the vote, because if water couldn't get rid of the skunk spray, airing it out after she was in there wouldn't help, either. And no one wanted to suffocate from it. "That's okay," she said from outside, although she sounded subdued. "I understand."

Heather, just as much as any of us, knew we needed at least four or five votes to contest the four guys.

"I say we take out Duncan," Bridgette suggested. "He's mean and I'd say that to his face."

"Sounds good to me!" Leshawna said. "I don't trust that little criminal."

I nodded along. "I'd sleep easier if he wasn't around."

"Speaking of trust," Heather said, "I don't trust that Owen. He's always happy and smiling; it's creepy and unnatural. I say we lose him. Lindsay?"

Honestly, why was she picking on Owen? Everyone liked him – even I liked him. He came on too strong sometimes, but he was nice to everyone and he wasn't all that good at challenges, either.

Lindsay was busy painting her nails, but she nodded along. "Owen, yeah."

"Are you with us?" Heather asked us. Leshawna, Gwen and I shook our heads.

"No," Bridgette called out from outside.

"Fine. So let the chips fall where they may."

I'm not sure where Heather got the idea she could get enough votes for Owen, especially when Duncan was actually really good at most of the challenges and Owen was just average (In fact, it turned out the reason Gwen knew about the guys-only alliance was because he'd accidentally blurted the whole thing out to her), but either way, we had double the votes she had.

We did manage to beg tomato juice off Chef in the evening, mainly because we really didn't want to make Bridgette sleep outside. Eventually, he gave us some, since he wasn't quite as mean as Chris, who would definitely have left her if it was up to him. We must have caught him in a good mood. Or maybe he didn't want the camp to smell like terrible sulphur for the next three weeks, either. Anyway, by the time of the Campfire Ceremony, Bridgette's ponytail still dripped with the water she used to rinse the juice off, but there was no unpleasant fragrance left. However, after seven marshmallows were given out, she was sitting between Owen and Duncan.

"You each racked up a lot of votes," Chris explained. "One of you is about to leave and cannot return. Ever." He paused, before calling Owen's name. Clearly two was a lot in the scheme of ten votes, but not enough.

But…in that case…had Bridgette and Duncan tied? Had Geoff really voted against his own girlfriend? Or was there another vote, making it 1-2-3-4, or even 2-3-5?

But when Bridgette's name was finally called, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Duncan, for the most part, just looked bored with being eliminated. "Sure," he muttered. "Get me outta here and back to juvie. At least with convicts, you know what to expect."

After this point, we started walking everyone to the dock. Not everyone said goodbye to Duncan properly. Gwen was quite nice to him, despite her voting. Owen looked like he was about to cry.

"At least you'll be able to see Courtney and tell her how much you missed her, right?" I said, trying my hardest to look Duncan in the eye, something I hadn't managed to do all season. "And try avenging her. I'm sure she knows what happened by now."

Duncan looked back at me and shrugged, but I caught the glimmer of a smirk on his face. "Whatever. Bye, scaredy-cat." Yeah, that made me feel not at all guilty about getting rid of him. Like I hadn't gotten better. Now, I was just going to have to face my biggest desire and fear.

The sixth week was about to start. And before it was out, I was going to tell Leshawna and face my fate.

Peyton really means it this time. When does the sixth week end? Between the animal-catching and the Tri-Armed Triathlon? Three challenges. Let's see how long it takes. By the way, I did actually check what skunk spray smelled like just so I made it accurate (we don't have skunks here). It's actually got sulphuric elements in it, so it's similar to rotten eggs. Here in New Zealand, there's a town called Rotorua that often smells similarly, especially if you're near hot pools or boiling mud, two things the town is famous for. Weirdly, though, it's not consistent. Sometimes the smell is really strong one second and just disappears without you moving, or vice versa. I once had to wait outside a hotel with a group, and it just appeared suddenly.