Welcome back, fellow reader! I'm very glad you're able to join me for the final part of the first episode! I hope the wait wasn't too long because even during tough times and being stuck at home, there's still plenty of schoolwork for me to complete! But at least my semester will end earlier than usual this time since it applies to online session schedule.

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All of the contestants had been divided into their respective teams and were now finished with the orientation for Camp Wawanakwa. It was only a matter of time before they were called for lunch, so all of them had free time to unpack their bags and socialize with their teammates. The cabins for the Badass Birds and Ferocious Foxes were in the front while the Sinister Snakes and Wild Wasps had the cabins in the back.

Badass Birds (Guy's Side) - Eliade, Mason, and Tom

The three guys entered their cabins with curious glances all around. Each of them had a different amount of luggage as they noticed something important. There were four bunk beds in total, so one person didn't have to share. But it was a relief that all of them would have a bed to sleep on.

"Who wants to sleep in a bunk bed without sharing?" Tom asked as he and Mason raised their hands. "Do you want a bunk bed to yourself? I'm willing to give it to you if you're insistent."

"Of course!" Mason answered with a grin. "I already knew you were willing to give it anyways!"

"Why do you say that?" Tom asked, an eyebrow raised. He and Mason set their luggage by their respective bunk beds.

"You were bullied a lot, weren't you?!" Mason asked with the same grin on his face.

"What makes you say that?" Tom asked, his other eyebrow raised.

"I can see it very clearly," Mason answered before snickering. "You'll find the answer if you look in a mirror. Instead of seeing a handsome model, it's a stick figure you'll see! You were bullied for being a stick figure!"

"Don't call me a stick figure!" Tom yelled at him and displayed an annoyed expression, causing Mason to bust out laughing.

"You should see the look on your face!" Mason's laugh got louder and it annoyed Tom even further.

After Mason eventually calmed down after getting his laugh in, he turned and saw Eliade standing there. He was gazing at the wall and Mason had confusion on his face.

"You're welcome to negotiate a deal with the stick figure," Mason said to him. "You'll get whatever you want if you're insistent! But if you wanna bring shame to yourself, then go ahead and let him win!"

"Can you stop being a dick?" Tom asked assertively, having calmed down a little bit before approaching Eliade with a small smile. "I apologize for the commotion between me and him."

"The wall is from working together..." Eliade suddenly said softly, both Tom and Mason having confused expressions.

"You are correct about that," Tom added to the conversation. "It would be difficult to create a good wall without teamwork. Have you ever read a book called 'Teamwork Makes the Dream work'?"

"I have heard about it," Eliade's mind was back into reality. "It must be a great book about the importance of teamwork."

"Everyone wants to be successful by themselves or with other people," Eliade continued with a small smile. "Good teamwork will lead to success and happiness… like this wall in front of me."

"Can you say that the wall represents human society?" Tom asked, now intrigued and curious.

"I believe so," Eliade answered. "Like the wall, society will be bound to fall if it is damaged. But it can also persevere if there is a team effort to keep it strong… upgrades and repairs, for example."

"That's very interesting," Tom appeared to have found a new person to chat with for the competition.

Mason was watching and listening in the background with a grin on his face. He didn't have a serious expression or an angry look; it was only the same grin he sported the whole day.

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Mason - (is sporting the same grin) It seems that the stick figure has formed a bond with someone! This is very surprising and interesting for me! Not only will I have an opportunity to push both of their buttons as a duo, but it'll be all the worthwhile to see a bond break into pieces! (the grin turns into a smirk)

Tom - (a small smile is on his face) It's cool that I found someone to bond with during the competition. I remember his name started with an "e", but I'll have to double check. He is a lot smarter than what he appears to be, and I am grateful as well because I don't wanna deal with Mason. (he frowns a little bit) He may not be the worst person I've encountered, but he's someone I wanna eliminate soon.

Badass Birds (Girl's Side) - Abigail, Helena, and Olivia

The girls stopped everything they were doing after entering the cabins. They looked around with curiosity and a bit of excitement, then noticed that there were four beds in total. It looked similar to the ones on the guy's side.

"So what do you think?" Abigail asked.

"This doesn't look too bad," Olivia responded with a small smile. "It's not the best place I've ever stayed at, but I can agree it is not the worst either. But I shouldn't be complaining too much, especially since we're competing for a million dollars on live television."

"I'm super excited to be in an elimination style competition!" Helena agreed with her while taking a look at the bunk beds. "So does anybody have a preference to bunk alone or with someone?"

Olivia shrugged, "I don't mind bunking with someone. Is it cool if I take the bottom bed though?"

"Of course!" Helena said as Olivia put her luggage by a bottom bunk bed.

She looked at Abigail and asked her the same question. "How about you, Abigail? Would you like to bunk with Olivia or on your own?"

"Do you have a preference?" Abigail asked to make sure.

"Nope! You're welcome to choose whatever makes you feel comfortable!" Helena answered, the smile never faltering.

"Then I'll sleep by myself," Abigail made a decision. "Is that okay with you?"

"Of course!" Helena replied before looking at Olivia. "It's gonna be fun being your bunk mate for the summer!"

"Thanks!" Olivia responded as Helena began to unpack on her bed.

Abigail nodded in agreement, "You're a really sweet person. Thank you very much, Helena."

"No problem! I'm very happy that I'll get to spend time with two beautiful and friendly girls!" Helena said as she settled down on her bed.

"I'm glad I'll get to socialize with a beautiful model," Olivia said, causing Helena to glance at her with a curious and excited look.

"Do you recognize me from anywhere?" Helena asked.

"Me and my friends have seen you on television and magazines," Olivia confirmed, having an excited look. "You're Helena Browning! You're one of the most popular models in the American industry! You look just as beautiful in real life!"

"I do agree," Abigail added. "You have always been able to look stylish and gorgeous in any outfit you've shown for the public."

"Oh! Thank you very much for the compliments, girls!" Helena giggled. "I really appreciate it!"

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Abigail - I'm glad that the girls on my team are really friendly. (a small smile appears) I do hope that it'll be the same way for the guys. It's a bonus that I'm on the same team with a famous model from America. (a curious expression appears on her face) I wonder if they're able to recognize me…

Olivia - (she appears to be very excited) It's really awesome that I finally got to meet Helena Browning in person! And she's also a really sweet person! I really hope I'll be able to grow closer with her and become good friends! I'm sure she would be interested in my cheerleading skills! (a curious expression forms on her face) Abigail also seems to be nice as well. In fact, I think I recognize her from somewhere…

Ferocious Foxes (Guy's Side) - Drake, Nikolai, and Velvet

The three men glanced around at their surroundings, curious expressions on their faces. The interior was similar to the cabin's exterior, as almost everything appeared to be the same from the Badass Birds' cabin. No surprise, there were two bunk beds in total.

Velvet looked at Drake and Nikolai before asking, "So does anybody have preferences on the sleeping arrangements?"

Drake shook his head, "I don't…"

"I do not have a preference either," Nikolai commented.

"Alright," Velvet said before thinking for a little bit, trying to come up with a good solution. "I also don't have a preference, but I'm willing to bunk with someone as long as they're not going to cause problems."

"I won't…" Drake said. "I won't cause any problems…"

"I'll take your word for it," Velvet said with a small smile. "So are you cool with bunking together?"

"Yeah…" Drake replied. "Um… are you taking the top… or the bottom…?"

"Is it cool if I take the top?" Velvet asked.

"Oh, um… yeah…" Drake answered. "Um… then I'll take the bottom…"

"Cool," Velvet nodded before turning to face Nikolai. "So you're alright with bunking on your own?"

"It is fine with me," Nikolai said as he proceeded to put down his luggage by the bottom bunk bed.

"So," Velvet began to unpack on the top bunk bed. "What are your names?"

"I'm Drake…" he introduced himself as he began to unpack in the bunk bed below Velvet.

"Nikolai," he followed as he sat down on his bed.

"Nice to meet you both," Velvet said as he sat down. "The name's Velvet, and I hope we can get along as cabin mates and teammates."

Neither of the other two guys said anything as the room was now filled with silence. All three of them were relaxing and doing their own thing until it was time for lunch.

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Drake - (he scratches his head) Um… I guess my male teammates don't seem… um… bad. (he sighs) I hope they don't think I'm… um… a bad person… I… I do want to make friends…

Nikolai - (he appears to have a notepad and a pencil on his lap) It seems that my two teammates do not appear to be harmless, based on first impressions. Of course, there is more than what meets the eye for them, not to mention everyone else in this competition. For now, I will focus on my team before shifting my attention towards the other competitors. (he starts writing down stuff in his notepad)

Ferocious Foxes (Girl's Side) - Albienne, Gabriela, and Rosa

"Well, ain't this look nice!" Albienne exclaimed as she walked in and began inspecting the area.

"How can you say this looks nice?" Gabriela crossed her arms and frowned. "This place looks like a fucking dump."

"I think this looks great!" Albienne exclaimed. "I ain't ever got to experience living inside a cabin, let alone at a summer camp!"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. I don't care," Gabriela said as she put her luggage on a bottom bunk bed. "I'm taking this bed."

Albienne placed her stuff on the other bottom bunk bed, but before she could start unpacking, she turned and saw Rosa come into the cabin.

Noticing that both girls were looking at her, Rosa only managed to say, "Hey there."

While Gabriela ignored her, Albienne greeted her with an enthusiastic voice and smile, "Howdy! My name is Albienne! I was ready to unpack all of my stuff, but feel free to have this bed if you want it!"

She only gave a cold stare as she replied, "Sure, I'll take it. Thank you."

"You're certainly welcome, darlin'!" Albienne wasn't fazed by her cold stare as she moved her belongings to the bed on top.

As Rosa put her stuff on the bottom bed and started unpacking, she ended up making eye contact with Gabriela, the cold stare still remaining.

"What the fuck are you looking at?" Gabriela asked, clearly not happy that Rosa was giving her a cold stare.

Rosa's cold stare turned into a glare as she responded, "Are you asking for an early elimination with that bitchy attitude?"

Gabriela crossed her arms and glared back, "You wanna start some shit with me? You're the one who wanted to look at me like I did something wrong to you."

Rosa's glare never left, "Congrats, you have won the award for most pettiest person of the year. How does it feel to achieve something for being a shitty person?"

Gabriela rolled her eyes, "I don't care, smartass. Maybe you should learn how to not look like a bitch with your facial expressions."

Right before Rosa could say anything, a familiar female voice interrupted the argument.

"This blanket feels like how my momma used to make 'em!" Albienne said as she laid down on the bed. "Sewn together by warm and soft fabric material!"

Although Albienne had inadvertently attempted to ease the tensions between Rosa and Gabriela, it was obvious that the room was not filled with comfortable silence.

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Gabriela - (has a glare on her face) Look, I don't give a shit if you even look at me the wrong way, I'm not tolerating any disrespectful bullshit. I won't hesitate to call them out if anybody thinks about rubbing me the wrong way… (she crosses her arms) and I certainly will fight back if they wanna go to that level.

Rosa - (she no longer has a glare, but her cold stare has returned) If there's one thing that irritates me, it's rude people like her. It's clear that she has more than an attitude problem, she wants to fulfill her dream of going to prison for assault over a facial expression. It's sad that she's willing to fight someone over something as stupid as that. (she takes a deep breath before continuing) At least Albienne is the opposite of her.

Sinister Snakes (Guy's Side) - Alex, Leon, and Thiago

All of the three guys walked into their new home and started observing around their area. As usual, the interior of their room appeared similar to the ones that have been shown so far: two bunk beds, wooden designs everywhere, a dirty window in the back, and a drawer to place their clothes.

"Heh. This doesn't look too bad," Alex commented.

"It is rather mediocre at best for me," Thiago said as he placed his luggage by a bottom bunk bed. "Does anybody mind me taking a bottom bed or having the whole bunk bed to myself? I did bring a lot of essentials."

"Sure!" Leon said.

"Feel free to have the bunk bed for yourself," Alex said with a smile before turning to face Leon. "Are you cool with being bunk mates?"

Leon nodded before snickering, "I wonder if anybody wanted to bring a briefcase full of briefs!"

Alex lets out a chuckle, "That would be pretty funny. I could imagine that person using one of their briefs as a slingshot or dressing up as Captain Underbriefs."

Leon continued to snicker, "Do you wanna hear a joke?"

Alex nodded, "I'm interested in hearing a joke."

"So what happened when the police saw a wanted criminal in boxers?" Leon asked with a grin.

"What happened?" Alex looked curious and intrigued.

"The criminal led them on a brief chase!" Leon answered before laughing at his own joke, Alex chuckling along.

"That was pretty funny," Alex said, letting out the last bits of his chuckle.

"Thanks!" Leon said before looking a bit confused. "Oh, I guess if you want an explanation, the criminal is in boxers and briefs are another type of underpants."

"Thank you for the explanation; you're pretty funny, man." Alex complimented him. "I think you'll go far in life with your sense of humor."

"Oh, thanks!" Leon was smiling at the praise Alex gave him, but he decided to switch topics. "So can I have the bottom bed?"

Alex nodded, "Go ahead, man. I will gladly take the top bed."

"Thank you!" Leon said as he finally put his stuff down.

"So I never got both of your names," Alex said as he climbed to the top bed and began unpacking.

"I'm Leon!" he greeted with a grin.

Thiago decided to look at the two guys and pause his unpacking, "I am Thiago, pleased to meet you both."

"It's nice to meet you too," Alex said. "I hope we're all able to get along and become friends by the end of this summer."

"I can't wait to tell you guys my jokes!" Leon said with a chuckle.

"Heh. I can't wait to hear them," Alex smiled before continuing to unpack.

All three men continued to unpack in comfortable silence, having gotten to know each other's names now. The three would continue to do so until it was time for lunch.

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Alex - So far, I really like both of my roommates. They seem like cool people to hang around and socialize with. I'm hoping neither of them will turn out to be cruel and malicious; (he frowns a little bit) being stabbed in the back by people you care about sucks. (his frown turns into an optimistic smile) But I'm confident neither of them would do that to me.

Thiago - (he appears to be tapping his finger against his chin) It seems that my male teammates appear to be kind, but nothing more than that so far. Once the competition gets underway, I hope I'll be able to learn more about the female teammates. (a serious expression appears on his face) I've learned that looks can be truly deceiving, so even if their exterior character matches the interior, I must still avoid dropping my guard.

Sinister Snakes (Girl's Side) - Callie, May, and Xanthia

"Wow! This cabin room looks nice!" May exclaimed as she and Callie walked into their room, despite the obvious low quality.

"Eh, it looks stable enough to live in," Callie said before grinning. "But if it's haunted and anything like a horror game, then I'll be ready!"

"H-Haunted?!" May cried out in fear as she started looking around nervously. "I-I never heard of this place b-being haunted!"

"I never said it was confirmed to be haunted," Callie corrected her. "It's most likely a normal cabin anyways."

"B-But there's still a chance it c-could be h-haunted!" May stuttered, still terrified. "I-I don't wanna s-sleep at night and risk g-getting attacked by something t-terrifying!"

"I'm sure the producers would know better than to put our lives in danger," Callie attempted to assure her. "They could end up facing a lawsuit and having to deal with a lawyer that's on Ace Attorney's level."

"O-Okay…" May began to calm down. "I-I'll trust your word for it."

"Cool," Callie gave a small smile before looking at the two bunk beds. "So which bed do you wanna pick? I'm cool with any one of them."

"Oh! Um… I was thinking about the bottom bed," May said before asking Callie a question. "Would you like to be my bunkmate?"

Callie shrugged, "Sure. The top bed works for me."

May smiled and sighed in relief, "Yay! I can't wait to bond and get to know you better! I hope we'll become good friends!"

"Same here," Callie said before throwing her stuff to the top bed. "The name's Callie, by the way."

"It's nice to meet you, Callie!" the two girls shook hands before she continued. "My name is May!"

As the two proceeded to unpack in comfortable silence, May decided to change the topic, "Do you remember where our other roommate went to, by any chance?"

"I think she was heading towards the bathroom after orientation ended." Callie answered.

And as if right on cue, their other roommate named Xanthia suddenly came into the cabin while walking on her hands. To their surprise, she got back on her feet and climbed onto the other top bunk bed. It appeared that her belongings were already there, but remained unpacked.

"Hello!" May greeted her. "You're really good at hand walking!"

"Thank you," Xanthia said as she grabbed her bag and began dumping out everything in there.

"What's your name?" May asked with a polite and sweet voice.

"Xanthia." she simply answered as her head rested on the pile of clothing.

"That's a really nice name!" May complimented. "My name is May!"

"The name's Callie," she introduced herself.

"Nice to meet you both," Xanthia said with a smile before grabbing the pillow and hopping down from her bed.

"Oh! Are you going outside?" May asked out of curiosity.

"Yeah, I'm gonna find something fun to do with this pillow," Xanthia answered.

"Ah, okay! Be careful with whatever you're gonna do!" May said, wanting to make sure her new friend wasn't going to do anything illegal or dangerous.

"Thank you for your concerns," Xanthia said to her, an assuring smile and tone. "You don't have to worry about me doing anything illegal or dangerous."

From there, she walked out of the cabin and left two girls to relax in comfortable silence. They would indulge in their own activity until it was time for lunch.

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Callie - The girls in my cabin don't seem bad to socialize and bond with. I don't know how long it'll be before both of them get eliminated, but I'm gonna enjoy spending time with those two until then. (a grin appears on her face) This summer will be the best one yet! (she pumps her arm up in the air)

Xanthia - (appears to be holding the same pillow and having a nonchalant expression) Being in that cabin was boring; there wasn't anything fun or thrilling to do. I don't mind talking to other people and interacting with them, but it gets boring after a while. Do I care though? (she shrugs) Not really, people come and go in our lives; bonds are formed and destroyed at any time. And life itself can end for anybody at any moment.

Wild Wasps (Guy's Side) - Charles, Gabriel, and Therion

The three male members of the Wasps team began to observe their surroundings after walking in; their facial expressions implied that the cabin wasn't too shabby for them.

"Gentlemen, allow me to begin the introductions," Gabriel was the first to speak up. "My name is Gabriel, and I hope it'll be a pleasure to form an affirmative bond with the two of you for this competition."

"Hey, my name's Charles." he greeted Gabriel as they shook hands. "It's nice to meet you."

"Therion," he gave them a small smile while shaking both of their hands. "I hope we can all get along as well."

It seemed that the three men were already getting along with each other, Gabriel now changing topics, "Now then, I would like to ask if either of you have preferences in regards to the sleeping arrangements?"

"I don't have any," Charles answered before asking Gabriel the same question. "How about you?"

"I don't have any preferences either," Gabriel said. "If you would like to request a certain bed, then feel free to do so."

"Is it cool if I have a bunk bed to myself?" Therion asked in a calm and polite manner. "I don't mind bunking with someone either."

Gabriel nodded, "Absolutely."

"Thank you, I appreciate it." Therion said to him as he began to unpack his belongings on the bottom bunk bed.

"Can I take the top bed?" Charles asked Gabriel, who nodded at him to indicate that he could have it.

"Then I will gladly accept the bottom bed," Gabriel announced, both men beginning to unpack in silence.

After a bit of silence, Charles was the one who broke it by asking a question, "So how do you guys feel about the camp?"

"I'm optimistic the camp will be able to accommodate," Gabriel had a small smile. "Even if the expectations are relatively low."

Therion paused his unpacking, "I don't think it's too bad for me. There could be some fun things to do here or on the island."

Charles nodded, "It's good that you guys feel positive about it."

The three gentlemen went back to unpacking their stuff, silence filling the room until it was time for lunch.

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Charles - (is sporting a small smile) My two roommates seem good so far. I don't want to get myself into trouble or drama with them… or anyone else either. I think if I stick to general topics, it won't happen to me… (he sighs in sadness) But I don't know which topics will always work… or what… what if I run out of things to talk about…? I… I don't know…

Therion - (appears to be laid-back against the confessional seat with a relaxed smile) Well, it appears that everything is going good for the most part. Maybe it won't be too bad… especially if there's games involved, similar to the ones I play at home. I would have preferred the hotel, but this place still works… as long as it doesn't get boring or hectic. (he chuckles)

Wild Wasps (Girl's Side) - Ciara, Melissa, and Theresa

"I have rolled a five!" Melissa announced as she ran into the cabin and began observing. "This cabin must be safe to live in during my adventure on the island! But there's a small chance evil monsters could attack this camp! I must avoid letting my defenses down!"

"Girl, there ain't any monsters to worry about!" Ciara said as she walked in, seeing Melissa pick up her die. "These producers ain't stupid enough to put our lives in danger, even if they're a bunch of liars."

"You never know what could happen!" Melissa exclaimed. "That's why I must always be prepared for every battle at any location!"

"Look, the only battles you're gonna have to deal with are the challenges!" Ciara was already getting frustrated. "This is an elimination competition against other people! No evil demon is gonna show up out of nowhere and try to kill us!"

"But if it does, then Dungeon Queen Melissa will be ready to use all of her power and skills to take it down!" Melissa exclaimed with confidence. "Protecting the other heroes and civilians is what I do! Especially if they're my friends!"

"I highly doubt anyone can take down an actual demon on its own, let alone by themselves." Ciara said to her as she climbed onto a top bunk bed. "Just as long as you focus on the challenges, we won't have a problem."

"You can count on me! The challenges will be an opportunity to train my skills and improve my stats!" Melissa decided to take the other top bunk bed. "May I acquire your name?"

"Ciara," she simply said as she began unpacking.

"Very nice to meet you, Ciara!" Melissa said with a smile. "Let us do our best in training so we can get the best rewards!"

"You know what, I like that attitude." Ciara admitted, impressed by her confidence and determination.

"Thanks!" Melissa said as she also started to unpack.

Not too long after, the third girl named Theresa came into the cabin while dragging her bag.

"Hey," Theresa said with a quiet and sad voice. "I went to the bathroom if you care about where I was."

"Hello there!" Melissa greeted. "I am Dungeon Queen Melissa, and would you like to accept my request of being bunkmates?"

Theresa shrugged, "Sure, I guess…"

"Awesome!" Melissa shouted. "May I also acquire your name?"

"It's Theresa," she said to her. "You don't have to remember it because I'll be gone tomorrow."

"Girl, what's up with you?" Ciara asked, a bit concerned about Theresa. "You seem like you're going through a bad day or something."

"I'm fine, it's not anything concerning…" Theresa answered, wanting to assure Ciara that everything was okay. "I just slept late last night because I was nervous about competing on national television."

"You best get your sleep then," Ciara told her sternly.

"It's a great way to replenish your health! Food and drinks are also another method!" Melissa added, wanting to help her as well.

"I could use a nap after lunch is over," Theresa said.

"Good." Ciara nodded.

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Ciara - (her arms are crossed and is sporting a serious expression) Look, I'm just tryna get through the team phase without losing any of the challenges. My teammates need to be at their best and put in effort because I'm not about to end up at that elimination ceremony anytime soon. Even if they're going through a rough time or whatever, this is a once in a lifetime competition for one million dollars! They gotta put their personal problems aside to focus on the game! If they can't do it and risk elimination for me, then I gotta vote you out! (she shrugs) It's as simple as that.

Theresa - (she has a frown and sighs out of sadness) I'm not tired at all… but I don't want anyone to be worried about me. It's not even just because I'll be the first one eliminated, I don't deserve to be friends with any of them. There's no point in trying to open up and socialize… they'll think I'm dead weight and want me gone in the end. They're pretending to be nice and feel bad for me so I can be a useful asset for them, nothing more than that. (she sighs again and then covers her head with her black hoodie)

As everyone finished unpacking, socializing, and doing their own thing, a familiar voice came from the Public Address speakers that were located in the middle of camp.

"Attention, all campers! It is now time for lunch! Pause on whatever you're doing and report outside of your cabins!" Chris's voice came out of the speakers in a very loud volume.

About a couple of minutes later, all twenty-four contestants reported to the center of camp, located just a few feet away from the two front cabins. They were all gathered into their teams, as ordered by Chris.

After doing a quick head count of the contestants, Chris finally began speaking, "Alright, campers! Now that everyone's here and in their teams, follow me to the main lodge!"

Chris led them into the main lodge; everyone took a look around, seeing that there were four slightly long tables with bench seating. At one end was a large, stone fireplace with an enormous set of moose antlers displayed above. The other end had two medium-sized windows, appearing to be dirty and left uncleaned for who knows how long. A long counter was attached to another wall, right below the cutout area and next to the condiments section. There was a double door that would lead to the kitchen; it was presumed to be swinging whenever the kitchen was in use, but lockable when it wasn't.

After a quick moment of looking around, Chris gathered their attention back to him, "As I had said earlier, you'll be meeting someone who's gonna be serving you for the duration of your stay!"

"And now that lunch has begun, I would like all of you to meet…" Chris paused a bit for dramatic purposes. "Chef Hatchet! Come out and meet the contestants!"

Norbert, or Chef Hatchet in this case, made his first appearance to the campers by kicking through the swinging, double door, startling many of them. Upon showing them his full appearance, several pairs of eyes widened at the chef's physique and intimidating glare. He was still sporting the white chef's hat, but appeared to be wearing a light green uniform, dark green pants, a white apron, and brown boots.

"Listen up, maggots!" Chef roared loudly. "Until your time comes to an end in this game, you'll eat whatever I make and serve you three times a day! I don't wanna hear you complain about your special needs or pickiness! You eat what I give you, or you don't eat at all!"

"Do I make myself clear?!" Chef asked in a demanding tone, many of the campers nodding their heads quickly in agreement. "Good! Now, get your butts in a single-file line immediately!"

It took a little longer than expected since there were twenty-four people together in one room, but everyone had eventually gathered into a single-file line, some more reluctant to do so than others.

Seeing that they were all lined up, Chef appeared to be satisfied and continued speaking, "When it's your turn, grab a tray, get your grub and drink, and sit your butts down! And don't even think about giving me an attitude!"

"You will be sitting in your teams during the meals," Chris added, a smile appearing on his face. "I'll return here in forty-five minutes! Enjoy your meal, campers!"

Chris left the lodge through the front door, leaving the campers by themselves with the burly chef, who menacingly retreated to behind the counter.

The first unfortunate victim in line was Gabriela, who kept a tough expression and was given the first serving of…

Sloppy Joe's.

Upon receiving rather mediocre quality food, not to mention a small cup of pink lemonade, Gabriela didn't seem happy with what she was given.

"What kind of five-star quality food is this?" Gabriela asked in an upset tone.

But it was a big mistake to daringly ask a question like that, as Chef's glare turned into a small smirk, "This is five-star quality food… five out of ten stars, to be precise."

Gabriela glared at him and wanted to bark back, "What kind of bullshit is that?! You guys are a bunch of fucking -"

"Enough!" Chef thundered, immediately shutting up Gabriela and scaring several of the other campers. "What did I say about not giving me attitude?! It won't kill you to stuff down some bread and meat!"

Gabriela didn't dare to aggravate the cook any further, but flipped him off as she went to her table. Chef decided that she wasn't worth the trouble and ignored the rude gesture, moving on to serve the next person.

Confessional

Chef - (is still sporting the same, intimidating expression as he grumbles) Many of those maggots are already getting on my nerves… they act like little brats over some petty shit. (he shakes his head and sighs) They better start shaping up soon, or God help them and show some mercy… especially for some of them.

After everyone had gotten their meal, each of the campers sat with their respective teams. To clarify which table is which, the Badass Birds sat at the table closer to the front door and fireplace; the Ferocious Foxes sat at the table next to them, closer to the front door, but near the two dirty windows instead. The Sinister Snakes sat at the table behind the Birds, close to the kitchen and fireplace; and finally, the Wild Wasps sat behind the Foxes, close to the kitchen and windows.

Badass Birds Table (Abigail, Eliade, Helena, Mason, Olivia, and Tom)

The six members of the Birds were eating peacefully… for the most part. The three girls were conversing with each other and enjoying each other's company, as indicated by their smiles and laughter. Eliade was staring at his food while Tom was attempting to eat in peace, being unable to do so because Mason kept throwing bits of his sloppy Joe into his mouth every time he opened it.

As Mason snickered, Tom gave him a disapproving look, "Feel free to deprive yourself of any nutrients. You'll wish you had some protein once your stomach starts growling later on."

Mason had his signature grin, "It's fun giving other people dog food! Plus, think of it as me giving back to the community."

Abigail frowned at the whole situation, "That's not cool, nor was it funny at all."

Mason chuckled, "I think you're doing a good job of portraying the white knight!"

Abigail's frown turned into a small glare, "I'm not acting like a white knight. Unlike you, I have basic decency to treat good people with kindness."

Mason's grin never disappeared, "Amazing! From white knight to society's official moral compass, you're doing a great job of transitioning roles!"

It was clear to Abigail that Mason was mocking her, so the tension between them grew worse, and it was causing some discomfort among their team.

"Let's not break into a fight, you two!" Helena attempted to ease the tensions in a kind and polite manner. "We can talk this out and fix the issue!"

While Helena was dealing with Abigail and Mason against each other, Olivia's attention diverted from the three to Eliade after noticing he hadn't touched his food yet.

"Hey, um…" Olivia never got his name yet. "Are you okay? If you don't want to eat it, I won't judge or say anything."

Eliade continued to gaze at the food while Tom was busy eating and drinking to socialize.

But as Olivia was about to ask again, Tom tapped on Eliade's shoulder to get his attention.

Eliade shakes his head slightly and returns to reality, "Is there something you need?"

"Are you going to eat your meal?" Tom asked, gesturing to the untouched food and drink.

"Oh, thank you for reminding me," Eliade gave a small smile to Tom.

But when he took one bite of the sloppy Joe and swallowed it, he immediately felt pain in his stomach.

"Oh, no…" Eliade said quietly as he clutched his stomach.

But Tom or Olivia didn't notice he was in pain until a couple of tears started coming out of his eyes.

"Are you okay?" Olivia asked out of concern.

"My stomach hurts really badly," Eliade said. "It hurts, but I don't want to throw up…"

Olivia stood up and was ready to help him out, "Let's get you to an infirmary. If you need to throw up, let me know and I'll hold your hair back."

"Tell them that he suffered an upset stomach because of food poisoning," Tom told Olivia as she began to walk with him to the infirmary.

Olivia gave him a thumbs up as she and Eliade left the main lodge, leaving Tom to finish eating his meal. Meanwhile, Helena had managed to calm things down between Abigail and Mason. Eventually, all of them finished and went their separate ways.

Ferocious Foxes Table (Albienne, Drake, Gabriela, Nikolai, Rosa, and Velvet)

After getting yelled at by Chef Hatchet, Gabriela sat down and ate her meal, now being in a bad mood. Drake and Nikolai ate in silence, neither of them engaging in a conversation with anybody. Albienne was happily enjoying her meal while Rosa and Velvet were neutral about it.

"This is some tasty sloppy Joe's!" Albienne said with delight. "It's just like how the diner makes it! Cooked and fresh from the best!

Albienne then took a sip of her drink and commented, "My goodness, this pink lemonade tastes better than water on a hot, summer day!"

"Yeah, the pink lemonade tastes pretty good." Velvet agreed with her. "You have a local diner back at home?"

"I sure do, darlin'!" Albienne replied cheerfully. "My mama takes me there every weekend! It sure can be rowdy though!"

"That's pretty cool," Velvet smiled at her. "There's some popular restaurants in my area that can get crowded on the weekends."

"The food must be great if a lot of folks come by!" Albienne said as she and Velvet continued to converse.

Gabriela had already finished her meal in quick time, but as she stood up to leave the main lodge, her eyes caught gaze with Rosa's. Neither of them said anything, but they were giving each other cold stares. The tension was still there, even if it was non-verbal.

"Do you want something?" Rosa asked in a cold tone.

"You're still looking for a problem?" Gabriela countered.

"I'm not the one who got yelled at by Chef," Rosa stated. "It'll be déjà vu for you in the evening since you won't bother fixing your attitude."

"You keep saying the same bullshit," Gabriela rolled her eyes in annoyance. "I already got the hint that you don't like my attitude. That's your problem then."

"Guilty as charged," Rosa said, the cold stare turning into a glare.

"Whatever, keep digging your grave with your smartass comments." Gabriela began to walk away.

Rosa continued to glare at Gabriela until she was by the door; after she left, the glare reverted to a cold stare as she continued to eat her lunch. During the whole argument, Nikolai was observing and listening on because he was sitting next to them, going back to his food every now and then to avoid suspicion.

After finishing and putting his tray away, Nikolai said to himself quietly as he walked out of the main lodge, "I'll have to take notes of what had just occurred."

Back in the cafeteria, it was only Drake and Velvet at the table. Both men were about done with their lunches.

"So how was the food?" Velvet asked, beginning a conversation with the tall, quiet guy.

"It was good…" Drake said while putting his tray away.

"I'm glad you liked it," Velvet smiled.

"Thanks…" Drake replied. "Um… did you… um… like it…?"

"I thought the food was good," Velvet answered. "The pink lemonade was one of the best drinks I've ever tasted."

"Cool…" Drake gave a small smile. "Um… that's good…"

Both men left the main lodge and continued to talk, Velvet doing most of the talking.

Sinister Snakes Table (Alex, Callie, Leon, May, Thiago, and Xanthia)

May was the first person from her team to sit down, gesturing for Callie to sit down next to her. The arrogant gamer took a seat next to her with a small smile. From there, the rest of the team followed suit in sitting down, Leon socializing with Thiago and Alex while Xanthia ate in silence.

"This looks really good!" May exclaimed, referring to the sloppy Joe and pink lemonade.

"Let's see if it tastes as good," Callie added, taking the first bite of her lunch and smiling after swallowing the chewed food. "Yup, this does taste good! It's like if Cooking Papa made it in real life!"

May smiled after seeing the positive reaction from Callie and proceeded to take a bite, "Mmm! It's really delicious!"

Callie nodded and both girls continued to eat quietly, enjoying the lunch Chef made for them. After a little while, May decided to continue the conversation with her.

"Do you think you can tell me more about Cooking Papa?" May asked, curious and intrigued. "I only know that it's a video game where a character named Papa teaches you how to cook."

Callie grinned when she heard her mention a familiar video game, "I would love to! It's cool that you're interested!"

"Thank you so much!" May exclaimed as she took a sip of the pink lemonade. "I saw Hailey Virus play it in a commercial! It wasn't a long commercial, but it caught my interest!"

"My friends told me that the Nintendo SD was at a fifty-percent discount as of yesterday," Callie informed her. "It's gonna be like that until the beginning of fall season, which is on Sunday, September 23rd."

"That's amazing!" May said, excitement on her face. "I'll be able to buy it once the competition is over!"

Meanwhile, the three guys of the Snakes team were talking to each other. Leon was currently in the midst of telling a joke.

"So why did the man thank his fingers during his speech?" Leon asked Alex and Thiago.

"Heh, how come he thanked his fingers?" Alex asked, going along with the joke while Thiago was eating and listening.

"Because he could always count on them!" Leon started laughing at his own joke, Alex and Thiago chuckling along.

"Haha, that was pretty funny, man." Alex complimented him with a smile while sipping his drink.

"I agree, it was very good and creative." Thiago added.

Leon appeared to be confused at the positive reactions before grinning, "Thanks! To clarify, the man is thanking his fingers for supporting him; counting on them means he can trust them to help him. And you can also count things on your fingers."

"Thank you for the explanation," Alex said before standing up. "I'm going to get a refill, so I'll be right back."

As he stood up and went to ask Chef for more pink lemonade, Thiago decided to ask Leon, "Do you think I can ask you something, Leon?"

Leon smiled and replied, "Sure!"

"Is there a reason why you explained your joke?" Thiago asked. "And I don't mean that in a negative manner."

"Well… it's just natural that I explain every joke." Leon answered before the smile turned into a grin. "Like nature!"

"I ask this because you didn't have to provide an explanation," Thiago said to him. "A good joke, like yours for example, does more than making your audience laugh; when executed correctly, it's easy for them to understand. If the laughs are loud and positive, then you've done your part successfully."

"Oh! Wow! Um, thank you for the advice!" Leon said, impressed with how he put and explained it. "How do you know all of this?"

"The concept of making an excellent joke applies to other categories, to a certain extent." Thiago answered.

"It does?" Leon asked, curious about his statement.

Thiago nodded and before he could say more, Alex came back with a cup filled with pink lemonade.

"I have returned," Alex announced in a playful and goofy manner. "And with more tastiness."

While the three men continued where they left off with their conversation, Xanthia was nowhere to be seen at the table. Instead, she appeared to be walking towards Chef, her sloppy Joe and pink lemonade nearly all gone.

But before she could request anything, Chef gave her a menacing look and said, "You're not finished with your meal. You ain't getting any refills until then."

"I'll finish it," Xanthia shrugged before shoving the remaining sloppy Joe into her mouth and pink lemonade after chewing it. "It's all gone now."

"Sloppy Joe or pink lemonade?" Chef asked with a very deep voice.

"Just pink lemonade please," Xanthia requested as the large chef took the cup from her and refilled it, the machine sitting next to a small pile of sloppy Joe meat.

When Chef came back with her refilled cup, Xanthia's tray was no longer in her hands.

"Thank you," Xanthia said with a smile as she walked towards the condiments section.

At the condiments section, Xanthia grabbed a salt and ketchup packet before putting the cup down. She grabbed a plastic spoon and began putting the iodized salt into her drink after ripping it open. After that, she opened the ketchup packet and did the same thing. She grabbed the spoon and began mixing her new drink, creating a red-and-pink appearance in her cup.

Thankfully, no one else saw her doing it except for Chef, who narrowed his eyes and muttered, "She better not be doing anything stupid or dangerous."

She drank the whole thing in one round, causing Chef to widen his eyes in slight disturbance and disgust. It was even more surprising that she appeared to be fine after drinking something that would normally upset a person's stomach.

"I don't get paid enough for this…" Chef sighed as he went back into the kitchen.

Wild Wasps Table (Charles, Ciara, Gabriel, Melissa, Therion, and Theresa)

"Are you okay?" Melissa asked Ciara as they sat down.

"That asshole wanna be really disrespectful to me just because I asked for my serving to be smaller!" Ciara told her, referring to Chef Hatchet.

"There will be another chance to pick a better choice!" Melissa attempted to cheer her up. "You can regain his good side in a few hours during dinner time! It's never too late to get on someone's good side!"

Ciara waved her hand dismissively, "I don't care if I get on his good side at this point. If he wanna get butthurt and uptight at a simple request, then that ain't my problem. I'm not here to please everyone."

Melissa had already taken a bite of the sloppy Joe, "This is very delicious! Once I'm done with this meal, my health bar will be back at full again!"

Gabriel, Charles, and Therion sat next to the girls; the three were socializing with each other, similar to the guys on the Snakes team.

"This is very scrumptious," Gabriel said as he started eating his sloppy Joe. "It's magnificent that Mr. Hatchet can create an entrée that's pleasing for the eyes and mouth."

"I agree," Therion added as he munched on his food. "The pink lemonade tastes good as well."

"That's good," Charles smiled a bit, seeing if his roommates liked the food before taking a bite. "This tastes good for me as well."

Gabriel nodded, "Since Mr. McLean has declared that there won't be a challenge today, I'm curious about your plans for the remainder of the day."

"I'm not sure yet," Therion answered. "I might take a walk around the island and then relax in my cabin until dinner."

"That is an excellent choice," Gabriel liked Therion's plan for the whole day. "My main plan is to also go on a casual stroll around the island to become more familiar with its environment and surroundings."

"That sounds good," Therion smiled a bit at him before going back to his lunch.

"I think I'll go on a walk too," Charles added. "It feels warm outside today."

Gabriel nodded, "The weather is marvelous today, so that is another good reason to go on a walk."

"Wait a minute," the three guys were interrupted by a female voice, belonging to a girl named Ciara. "Wasn't that Theresa girl sitting next to you guys about a couple of minutes ago?"

They looked over and saw that Theresa was no longer at the table; her tray wasn't even there.

"She was sitting next to me," Therion informed the team. "But it seemed like she didn't want to talk to anybody."

Ciara sighed, "That girl is something else."

Speaking of Theresa, she appeared to be sitting by the cabin steps with her lunch and tray. She looked down at her meal and sighed in sadness.

"I'm so stupid for getting lunch," Theresa muttered. "I don't even feel hungry or thirsty at all…"

"I guess I'll save it for the evening," she concluded with a plan before heading into her cabin room.

But as she attempted to open the door with one hand, an unfortunate accident had occurred. Her other hand was unable to balance the tray and her whole meal dropped to the ground. The sloppy Joe was ruined, and the pink lemonade spilled all over.

Rather than getting upset, Theresa sighed in defeat, "I'm not even surprised it happened to me. I guess it was karma getting me for not sitting with my team."

She picked up the food and cup to find a nearby trash can. The least she could do is clean up after herself and not be a litterbug.

After a bit of walking, she found a trash can inside the washroom. As she dumped the contents into it and began to walk back towards the main lodge, a familiar voice suddenly came from the Public Address speakers.

"Attention, campers!" Chris's voice came from the P.A. system. "I am unable to return to the main lodge because of important matters, but you all now have free time for the remainder of the day! And just so you know, dinner starts at six in the evening! I'll see you campers tomorrow afternoon!"

It was a good thing Chris couldn't come back to the main lodge because many of the contestants left the building before lunch was over. One could assume that free time began after finishing their first meal at Camp Wawanakwa, but it would still be awkward for the host to return and make an announcement with less than twenty-four people.

And speaking of which, it turns out that Chris didn't have important matters at all! He was simply in the middle of enjoying his gourmet lunch, featuring himself, Matthew, Trish, Thomas, and even Chef Hatchet as well. Today's course was none other than spaghetti and meatballs; a small bowl of pasta and salad being the sides, and a large cup of pink lemonade.

"So this building is where we meet up to discuss important matters?" Chris asked, munching down on his spaghetti. "But I gotta say, this is really delicious!"

"Easy there, Mr. McLean." Matt told him with a chuckle. "It's better to savor every bite and absorb the flavors instead of doing that."

"This is the best pasta I've ever tasted!" Chris had switched over to the small bowl of pasta.

"You can thank Mr. Hatchet and Mr. Kant," Matt gestured to Chef, who merely gave the host a neutral and serious look. "They're both amazing cooks who can never disappoint with their skills!"

"Thanks, Chef!" Chris smiled at the large chef, who only nodded in return. "By the way, who's Mr. Kant?"

"Solfeggio Kant is the assistant head chef to Norbert over here," Thomas answered while taking a sip of the pink lemonade. "In case if he's unavailable, Solfeggio takes over to serve the contestants as head chef."

"He ain't too bad of a person either," Chef added. "Hard to understand at times, but a respectable and passionate man."

"It's impressive that he's learning a lot of English in a short amount of time," Trish said, implying that Solfeggio is a quick learner. "How long has he been here in Canada again, Norbert?"

"Four months," Chef simply told her.

"That's definitely impressive," Matt added before smiling at the host. "I would say it's as impressive as this office room! Tell me, Mr. McLean, how does it look?"

"This looks awesome, Mr. Westwood!" Chris complimented the room with a smile. "For an office room though, it is really large."

Indeed, the room appeared to be large; it looked similar to the lobby room's design at the building where Chris was interviewed, elegant and five-star quality. It also appeared as if the room where Chris was interviewed got a serious upgrade. Comfortable chairs, a polished table, an eight-hundred dollar chandelier hanging above, and plenty of classical paintings around the walls.

"It's more than just an office room, Chris." Thomas informed him, wanting to explain more. "This is where most of our meetings will be held during the competition. It's also a dining room for all of us as well; the interns will be serving us our meals, so there's no need to move around a lot."

"Have you ever watched Fresh Princess of Bel Air?" Matt asked Chris, a curious expression on his face.

"I've heard of it," Chris answered with a confused look.

"We'll be living like the Shanks's family for the summer," Matt said with a small smirk. "The interns will serve and pamper us while we enjoy ourselves in a mansion-like building. And as long as we keep up the effort to make Total Drama amazing, we won't have to worry about going poor."

"Of course, we won't be one of those types of rich people," Trish sneakily glared at Matt.

"Absolutely not!" Matt said with a laugh before returning to his signature smile again. "But I can assure you that this will be the best summer of your life!"

"Assuming that you maintain a consistent level of high and hard working effort," Thomas added with a chuckle that seemed a bit scarier than expected.

Chris nodded and continued to eat without saying anything, thinking about everything the others had told him.

01:10 PM - (Eliade and Olivia)

Way before Chris made his announcement through the P.A. system, an incident that involved a sloppy Joe had led to Eliade having an upset stomach. Olivia was there to take him to the infirmary; thankfully, he never threw up while on the way there.

By the time they got there, no one was currently being treated at the moment. Well, there was a patient resting in bed, he appeared to be doing fine and without any problems at the moment.

"Excuse me, is there anyone available to treat him right now?" Olivia asked, hoping that someone would respond.

"Of course!" a female voice answered as she approached the two. "Hello there! How can I help you two?"

The brown skinned woman appeared to be tall, young, and beautiful, her skin being the most attractive feature. She has slightly large brown eyes and her long, light brown hair appears to be curly from top to bottom. Her current attire consists of: a short-sleeved nurse uniform that's mostly white with the outlines being red, a white skirt to go along with it, and black shoes.

"Hi, do you have any medication or treatment for an upset stomach?" Olivia asked, gesturing to Eliade.

"Of course, hun!" the presumed nurse answered. "How bad is the upset stomach exactly?"

"It happened when I took a bite of my lunch," Eliade began to explain while clutching his stomach. "I started to feel mild pain in my stomach, but it didn't get worse for me."

"Oh, dear!" she gasped before giving them a small smile. "I have the perfect solution for your food poisoning problem!"

She grabbed a pill bottle before quickly heading back to them, "This is the medication that will not only take care of his upset stomach right now, but in the future as well! These are antidiarrheal pills; take one every time your tummy starts hurting after eating or drinking."

After giving the bottle to Eliade, she grabbed a cup of water before approaching them again, "And when you're about to take one, make sure you have some water with you! The pills will reduce the frequency and urgency of bowel movements."

"Is it guaranteed to get rid of his problem with only one pill?" Olivia asked, curious and hopeful that she'll say yes.

"It depends on the situation and person," the nurse answered. "For him, it'll take one pill and plenty of water. So after you take the medication, make sure you're staying hydrated!"

Eliade nodded and smiled, "I will. Thank you very much, miss."

The nurse giggled and said in a sweet voice, "Of course, hun! Feel free to come back anytime if you need medical treatment!"

"Do you have a preferred name, miss?" Eliade asked in a soft and polite manner.

"You can call me Nurse Angel!" she gave another giggle before continuing to speak. "You two seem to be very sweet people!"

"It's nice to meet you, Nurse Angel." Olivia said before introducing herself. "My name's Olivia, and I'm one of the contestants for Total Drama!"

"That's very exciting to hear, Olivia!" Angel said to her before looking at Eliade. "And how about you, sir?"

"I prefer to be called Eli," Eliade said to her. "I'm also competing in the show."

"It's very awesome to meet you both!" Angel said with a bright and cheerful smile. "I hope you two do well in the competition! Even if you don't win, the most important thing is having fun!"

"Thank you for the support," Olivia said before beginning to head out. "Have a good day, Nurse Angel!"

"Bye!" she waved as Eliade followed suit with the pill bottle in one hand and a cup of water in the other.

As they were walking, Olivia decided to converse with him, "Do you want me to hold the cup for you?"

"That would be very helpful," Eliade answered as he gave her the cup of water and opened the bottle.

After Eliade had swallowed the pill and water, they continued to converse with each other while walking, "Thank you for taking me to the infirmary, miss."

Olivia smiled at him, "No problem. Do you wanna head back to the main lodge?"

"I would prefer not to," Eliade said as they were heading further away from the main lodge anyways. "The food would bring a tragic ending to the story… it should be let go before it's too late."

"What do you mean exactly by 'tragic ending'?" Olivia asked, a mixture of confusion and curiosity on her facial expression.

Eliade began to explain as they continued to walk.

01:25 PM - (Gabriela)

It hadn't been a good afternoon for Gabriela so far, given that she was tricked into staying at a summer camp and eating mediocre quality food. But it was her new conflict with Rosa that really put her in a bad mood.

She was currently walking by herself to explore more of the camp and island, "Might as well learn more about this place…"

But in the midst of her walk on the shore that was leading around to the very high cliff, she heard a voice cry out, "Excuse me, ma'am!"

She looked around and turned her head in all different directions before finding the source — a slightly young man that was wearing a construction worker uniform with a light pale skin tone and absolutely no hair at all. He was a bit far from her, but she could still see that the man was looking at her while standing on a medium-sized red-and-white boat.

Regardless of whatever he looked like exactly, she turned around and began to walk away, having more important things to do. That was until she heard his voice again…

"Can you please help us, ma'am?" the male voice called out again, Gabriela now knowing that he was asking her for help.

She cursed to herself and decided to head towards where he was, making sure to keep her guard up in case he tried to do something.

"What do you want?" Gabriela asked with an annoyed expression after reaching where his boat was, which appeared to be about a few yards away from the shore.

The man lets out a relieved sigh, "Oh, thank you! So me and my partner were trying to find a place called Wawanakwa Island, but we had so much difficulty that we ended up getting lost and wasting gas! Thankfully, we managed to find this location before our boat stopped in the middle of the ocean!"

"This is Wawanakwa Island," Gabriela told him bluntly.

"Really?!" the man asked in shock and excitement. "Are you sure we landed at Wawanakwa Island?! Because we're working for Total Drama and we didn't want to be late on our first day!"

"I just said we're at Wawanakwa Island," Gabriela groaned out of annoyance.

"Oh, okay! I'll take your word for it! Thank you so much for helping us!" The man appeared to be genuine with his appreciation. "I'm really sorry for interrupting whatever you were doing!"

"Whatever," Gabriela walked away without saying anything else, muttering more complaints. "Goddamn, he was annoying."

"Alright, Project! Let's go!" the man called for someone's name, presumed to be his partner's. "We can't afford to get on our bosses' bad side already!"

Gabriela turned her head slightly as she continued to walk, seeing that there was another person with him. This tan skinned man appeared to be very muscular and tall, not to mention sporting two metal, prosthetic arms. He has slightly small blue eyes and his short, black hair appears to be in a military hairstyle. His current attire consists of: a construction worker uniform with blue jeans, and silver sneakers.

"Shut up, I already got the memo." Project told the man. "Now quit being annoying and start walking."

She turned her head back and decided to explore more of the camp, "I hope I don't ever run into him again. That fucker's gonna bother me and waste my time."

01:50 PM - (Theresa)

A few minutes after the announcement, Theresa decided to not return to the main lodge. If that meant she was gonna have to deal with a plastic tray, then so be it. At the moment, she was currently sitting down on the sand that was close to the dock, holding a tray.

She looked out at the water and sighed, "I'm sorry for all of the shitty humans who polluted and damaged your ecosystem. You don't deserve to be treated like crap; I'm the one who should be treated like shit."

She lets out another sigh, "I never thought talking to something that can't talk back would make me feel less like shit. But this competition's main aspect somehow has to be the social game… not the mental or even physical component."

"I'll just go back into my cabin and stay there for the rest of my day," Theresa stood up and began to walk back.

But before she could even get onto grass and ground territory, she ended up accidentally bumping into someone.

Both of them fell to the ground and Theresa saw that she ended up bumping into Xanthia, who had dropped a few items along with her pillow.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to bump into you!" Theresa began apologizing quickly. "It was my fault for making you drop your stuff!"

"Don't worry, it's all good." Xanthia said with a smile while standing back up. "I just dropped a few items, so no harm done at all."

"Are you sure? Did I end up hurting you?" Theresa continued to ask questions.

"You didn't hurt me at all," Xanthia assured her as she picked up her items. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." Theresa said to her. "I didn't get hurt either."

"That's good," Xanthia said before beginning to walk away. "I'm gonna go relax on the beach."

Theresa began to walk, but stopped and decided to think for a moment before finalizing her answer, "I-I'm Theresa!"

Xanthia turned and nodded, "My name's Xanthia."

After Xanthia turned and continued to walk, Theresa once again felt hesitation in conversing more with her. She thought about it for a moment again, but this time, her answer was to not say anything and go back to her cabin room.

"Why did I give my name to her…?" Theresa muttered while walking, before realizing that she dropped the tray. "I'm not gonna go back and get it. It's my fault for forgetting and bumping into her."

Eventually, she went back into her room and decided to take a nap.

02:00 PM - (Xanthia)

A few minutes after her interaction with Theresa, Xanthia settled down on a particular spot at the beach. It was further away from the dock as she put her items down; she had her pillow, a couple of plastic spoons, and five salt packets.

She looked out at the water in front of her, "Time to have some fun for today."

She opened a salt packet and dumped it all into her mouth, not feeling the need to throw up or go to the infirmary. Then again, she did drink pink lemonade with salt and ketchup mixed with it.

But before she could do something that was gonna involve the lake, she noticed something while turning her head slightly…

Theresa's tray.

"Looks like I won't need these anymore," Xanthia left the stuff behind and walked over to the tray.

As she picked up the tray and walked into the water, she decided to test out something by dropping it. The tray was floating, so she decided to follow it up by putting her stomach onto it…

No surprise, her weight ended up sinking the tray; her whole body fell into the water and soaked her clothes for the second time today.

Rather than complaining, she shrugged and tossed the tray behind her, "Don't care for it anymore."

The P.A. system came to life, "Listen up, you fucking campers! I don't give a shit on whatever you're doing right now! You will all report to the center of camp! Don't know where it is?! It's in front of those two cabins! You better get your asses there in five minutes, or else you're gonna get a heavy punishment!"

Xanthia was attempting to see how far she could swim, but the sudden announcement made her decide to change her mind.

"I don't know who that person is," she said to herself. "But I might as well have more fun with whatever's gonna happen."

Thankfully for the campers, all of them gathered in front of the cabins before the five minutes were up. Many of them didn't seem happy since it was supposed to be free time today. There was chatter among many of the contestants, trying to figure out what's going on.

"That didn't sound like Chris at all," Abigail said to Alex, who nodded in agreement.

"Could the voice belong to someone that has higher authority than him?" Helena asked Gabriel and Leon.

"That is a very high possibility," Gabriel answered.

After another minute or so of waiting, someone approached the campers. One thing's for sure, it wasn't Chris McLean at all. In fact, it wasn't Chef or any of the producers and executive producers.

The olive skinned man appeared to be tall, intimidating, and insanely muscular, taking his job as a high-level cop very seriously. He has black shades over his eyes and his blue-and-black hat appears to be covering his brown hair. His current attire consists of: a short-sleeved blue cop uniform with some badges pinned to his uniform, a black bulletproof vest over it, black pants, and camo shoes.

He already appeared to be terrifying on his own, but there were four bodyguards standing near him as well. They weren't physically built as well as the leader cop, but one would be smart enough not to fight any of them individually.

"Listen up and keep your mouths shut!" the leader cop roared to all of the contestants. "If any of you give me or my partners even the slightest bit of an attitude, you'll be eliminated from this game immediately!"

He and the others gave them a menacing glare to make sure nobody would dare say or do anything, "Good! Now I know that Chris said you'll have free time for the rest of today, but me and the other executive producers have decided to overrule his decision! With the change of plans implemented, there will be a challenge today! Now, get into your teams and I don't wanna hear any complaining out of anybody!"

The contestants quickly got into their teams and the leader cop smirked in satisfaction, "You people aren't too bad. Now, in just a short moment, Chris will be coming out to explain today's challenge! In the meantime, we will be staying here and I better not hear one word out of you people!"

He chuckled and had an evil smirk, "Trust me, the challenge will be more frightening than me and my partners."

To be continued…

I will admit that this was the most difficult chapter to write so far! It was mainly because this is the most dialogue all of the contestants have spoken so far in this story. I kept going back to your application(s) to make sure there won't be any out-of-character moments, but I'm proud and happy with what I've written! And yes, even though the chapter ended on a "to be continued", the next one coming out will be the first part of the second episode.

Speaking of which, I wanted to make my SYOC story stand out from all of the other stories by not only giving them interactions outside of challenges, but by taking risks and pulling shocking moves like the five high-level cops. Just so you know, I'm going by a realistic time approach, so don't think that I'm giving special treatment to Eliade, Olivia, Gabriela, Theresa, or Xanthia! Everyone is gonna have an impact in the story and will be developed accordingly! If you didn't like the twist I pulled, let me know and I'll fix my mistake in future stories.

Also, the scenes of each team during the cabin and main lodge part are in the same time. The Badass Birds unpacked around the same time as the other teams, and the events that occurred among the teams during the lunch period are about the same time. I hope you understand in case if you were confused.

Now moving on to the two questions!

Question 01. Would you want to stay at Camp Wawanakwa on Wawanakwa Island for the purpose of competing to win one million dollars?

Question 02. How did I do with your character(s)?

Well, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Feel free to leave positive feedback and/or criticism in your review or through PM! Questions and concerns will be answered privately. Until then, take care!