A/N: So, I have reread this chapter about million times and I'm still unsure about it. Part of me is just eager to get into some Gwen and Courtney love but this chapter is essential to my plot, so here we are. I just wanted to announce that this story's rating will be changed to M in a few chapters. I was kind of hesitant about it but that was my original vision and I'm sticking to it. Let me know what you think of my future endeavor and how you feel about this chapter/story.

Enough of my rambling. Read on!

I woke up to a sunny day and birds chirping outside; I think that was one of the best nights of sleep I've had in my life. The pillows were padded with feathers and the beds were soft as clouds. In a physical sense, I should've woken up elated. Instead, I'm dreading today.

Another challenge, another chance for Courtney to hate me.

I got ready and made my way to get some breakfast; I hoped some food would get me in a better mood. But I just kept poking at my pancakes—thoughts of yesterday's cluster fuck of a day plaguing my mind.

Scott sat down at the far end of the table, directly opposite from where I sat, and sung praises about the oh so great spa hotel. I just couldn't get myself to get excited over it.

I'm on the villains' team, everyone thinks I have some sadistic vendetta against Courtney, and—oh yeah, how could I forget?—Courtney despises me!

Fuck my life.

I saw Duncan make his way to the table and converse with Scott. I heard the cheer to villainy, am I the only one here with a heart? I've give anything to be on the heroes' team…

"'Sup with you, doll face?" Duncan asked.

I was not in the mood and it's not like I was going to tell him why I was upset, he'd just mock me and brush it off.

"Oh, uh, nothing. Just, uh, you know, um, wondering how Lightning's doing on Boney Island." I replied nervously.

I don't give a fuck about Lighting but it diverged the attention from me.

I finished my breakfast and walked to the girls' suite; Jo was still eating breakfast and Heather was in the massage room with Alejandro so I took this time to just be alone and clear my head before the challenge.

"Hey Gwen, wait up!"

For fuck's sake, what did he want?

I pretended I didn't hear and went inside the suite. I walked towards the window to admire the island. Wawanakwa Island was actually not hideous; it had beautiful trees and shrubbery, the wildlife was abundant and skies were clear. Too bad Chris ruined the island's reputation and ecosystem.

I peered down to the losers' cabin which was right outside and saw Courtney and Zoey talking on the porch. Courtney seemed to be really angry at someone and was venting to Zoey, who looked scared out of her mind at Courtney's ranting.

I tried to listen in—which is relatively easy with the way Courtney screams and shouts. Maybe she was talking about me.

"Zoey, I don't know how much of her I can take!"

Zoey spoke in a softer tone in efforts to calm Courtney but I could make out something along the lines of "you know she doesn't mean any harm".

This only seemed to piss the preppy teen off even more. "It's a violation of my privacy! She's not even supposed to have a phone with her!"

Oh, they're probably talking about Sierra.

"Hey babe, didn't you hear to calling after you."

I moved away from the window and turned my head to see Duncan leaning against the doorway. I sighed and went to my bed to sit.

"No, I'm sorry I didn't. Why what's up?"

He approached my bed and sat down beside me. "You've been all mopey since we got here. What's wrong with you?"

I rolled my eyes; what touching words from my beloved boyfriend.

"It's nothing, really. It's just I'm not too happy to be the villain's team is all", I looked away from him and rubbed my arm as I said this.

I wasn't going to tell him the main reason I was upset but it's not like I'm lying; That is one of the reasons I'm upset.

He looked into my eyes for a moment; we just stared at each other in silence.

Then he began to chuckle and, next thing I know, he's clutching his sides and dying of laughter. I felt my face grow hot from embarrassment.

"Oh my god, you're actually serious", he said as he wiped a tear from his face.

"Babe, you're upset to be on the 'mean' team?", he finally caught his breath and sat up.

"Easy for you to say! Everyone already sees you as a villain but I'm… I'm a good person. I don't belong on this team" I explained as I punched his arm.

It didn't faze him, though. He put his hand over my shoulder, "Doll, it's not that big of a deal. So people think you're a villain? Big deal. At least you have some killer street cred now" he said while sporting that dumb ass cocky smirk.

"Fine Duncan. Thank you. I didn't realize it would give me 'street cred', that makes it all better," I said sarcastically. "You know what, forget it. Forget I said anything, it was silly."

"I'm glad you can see it's not that bad," he says as he puts the whole length of his arm over my shoulder.

It was sarcasm! I can't believe he thought what he said was okay.

We were interrupted by an announcement from Chris telling us to report to the beach for a challenge. I've never been more grateful to hear that asshole's voice.

I slapped Duncan's arm from my shoulders and told him to leave without me. Before leaving the spa hotel, I went to the bathroom to rinse my face with hot water.

He's a dick! I knew I shouldn't have told him; I knew he was just going to make fun of me. I'm not comfortable with the people I'm surrounded with or with the way that people are perceiving me. My reason for being upset is valid and Duncan's an ass for trying to convince me it's not.

I dried my face and looked at the mirror one last time before heading to the beach. I'm not going to let this faze me; I'm just going to focus on winning.

I walked to the beach and climbed to the villains' platform. I crossed my arms and headed to the edge of the platform. Duncan winked at me but I just looked down and walked away.

"Ouch, someone's invisible. Harsh! TV couples, is it ever a good idea?"

I would give anything to punch Chris in the face.

We started the challenge. The teams had to dig up pieces of a sculpture hidden all along the beach and assemble them when all pieces where found. Oh, and there are booby traps all over the beach.

As the challenge went on, one fact remains true: I hate my team. All they do is argue and Lighting? Lighting is such as idiot! How the hell did he make it to last season's finale?

Jo and Heather aren't helping at all, they're just arguing about strategy on where to dig… we've been digging for hours now! Who cares?!

Jo also has this crazy vendetta against Lighting. I mean I get it, he's an idiot but at least he's digging and makes up for his stupidity by actually doing good in challenges.

Heather's a bitch, 'nuff said.

Duncan has been testing my patience more than usual.

Alejandro is gorgeous but sadistically evil. He and Heather are a match made in heaven.

Scott… well he hasn't done anything to extremely annoy me yet but he's also an idiot and I just saw him try and hide one of the other team's pieces. Mike saw it, however, and took it back. But not before getting hit by a shovel and falling to the ground.

Ouch, that looked like it hurt.

We got all the pieces together to form Big Ben except for one. Lightning miscounted the pieces and crumbled the sculpture. The team went back to go dig. Jo found the missing piece but the heroes finished their sculpture first.

I'm not looking forward to the cruddy cabins.

I saw the heroes start to leave—Courtney included—so I decided to try and shift my luck. One nice conversation can go a long way.

"Hey, Courtney. I just wanted to say congrats on the—" I said as calmly walk to her with a friendly smile on my face.

As I walked towards her, I stepped on a booby trap. A huge bag full of stinky trash was launched into the air and was on its way back down to me. I quickly reacted and took the shovel I had in my hand, and hit it away from me.

And right towards Court.

I heard her reacting in disgust and a slow clap from Chris.

"That was an accident! I didn't mean to—" I tried hopelessly to explain as she glared at me and walked away.

"Gwen, Gwen, Gwen. So evil. You are definitely on the right team!" said McLean.

All I did was look down and sigh.

Lightning was voted off and the team was forced to sleep in the losers' cabin. I would've been sleeping too if Jo and Heather could just shut their traps!

They were arguing about who should be the leader of the team, who cares?! We don't even trust each other enough to work together! Frustrated, I made my way to the confessional to vent.

"Did that sound villainous?" Gwen gasped. She scrunched her face in determination. "You know what, who cares? It's time for me to play the part," She grunted. "Bunking with the Bickersons is driving me bonkers!"

I left the confessional and bumped into someone; they fell to the ground. As I looked down to help whoever I knocked down, I saw Mike.

"Sorry dude, didn't see you there."

"Well obviously, you idiot" he grumbled in a low, maliciously tone.

"Um, excuse me? I said I didn't see you. I thought you were a hero, why are you being rude?"

As I looked at him I could tell something was wrong; something's off about him. He had the top of his hair swooped down to create a side bang. Around his eyes were dark circles. Additionally, he had his lips fixed into a smirk. But not like the one Duncan flashes at me when he thinks he said something smooth or clever, not like the one Heather sports when she manipulates others into doing her bidding—no not like any of those. It seemed … evil and, for lack of better words, creeped me the fuck out.

"I'm sorry, Gwen. I didn't mean to say that I guess I'm just tired. I'll just head back to the spa hotel and get some sleep", he said eerily.

My stomach felt unsettled at his strange behavior, "um aren't you going to use the confessional?"

"Oh yes, almost forgot. I really must be exhausted" he made his way into the confessional and was about to close the door. I thought I was in the clear until he peered half of his face outside. I could only make out one eye partially covered by his bang in the dark night. He flashed a gap-tooth grin, "Good night, Gwen", and closed the door.

I didn't know what the hell just happened but I jogged to the girls' side of the cabin and made my way to my bed.

I covered myself with my blanket and closed my eyes shut. I shivered at the interaction I just had. I've never felt such a bad presence; I definitely had to keep my eye on Mike.

Courtney glanced back, staring at Sierra and Zoey as they walked beside Cameron and Mike. She caught my eye and looked away.

"Ugh, Courtney's glaring at me again!" I sighed. "Can't you make her stop?"

"Love to," Duncan said. "But right now I'm blanking her like she's blanking me so no can do, but let me know if you catch her looking my way," Duncan closed his eyes and pointed to himself.

Gwen gasped and glared at him.

In confessional: "Are you kidding me?! First, he goes out of his way to kiss me on the plane, telling me that he wanted to break things off with Courtney. Now, he won't stop talking about her! It's like he wants to get back together with her and be 'miserable' again."

She sighed and stopped walking. Alejandro stopped beside her. "If you were my girlfriend, I wouldn't let anyone gaze at you lest they spoil your ethereal beauty. Just something to consider." He walked off.

Yeah, everyone is making a play to get me on their side on the team… I don't mind it.

Chris thought it would be an entertaining idea to essentially play paintball but with leeches. The game when on and the villains' took a couple heroes out but not before hitting some of our own. Jo, trigger-happy, also shot Scott with a cannonball of leeches, giving the opposing team another point. Great.

Alejandro gets hit by a leech courtesy of Zoey and Heather gets hit by one by Mike. Duncan and I decide to move along together and find more heroes.

We walked cautiously in the woods.

"Just pretend Mike's Courtney and you'll clobber him in no time," Duncan said.

"Wait. Do you think I've been attacking Courtney on purpose too?"

"Pretty much, yeah", he replied.

"You really think I could be that vengeful? You don't know me at all!" and I don't think he ever has. I felt so stupid for even being with him, he's such a—

"Ha-ha!" Sierra exclaimed as she attempted to hit one of us with a leech. It kind of backfired on her tho. While distracted looking at crazy Sierra, Cameron fired a leech at me. Duncan threw himself in front of me so he would be the one hit.

I gasped, "Duncan!"

I quickly fired a round of leeches at Cameron.

I should've been thankful for him taking that leech for me, and I am! But I appreciated it as a teammate, not a girlfriend. I don't think that I feel for him the way I used to.

The heroes won and it was time for the marshmallow ceremony. I knew who I was voting for, Jo! I mean I hate everyone on this team but she shot our own teammate, wouldn't take responsibility for it, and was just annoying.

Surprise, surprise, she got voted off.

But before the team could flush her down, Chris made an announcement, "But before we get to flushing, I want to do some reshuffling. Today, one villain acted more like a hero and one hero acted more like a villain. So, pack your bags and switch your teams… Courtney and Duncan!"

WHAT?!