Episode 5: Not Quite Famous
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Chris: Last time on Total Drama Island... The Killer Bass finally dodged their pathetic losing streak against The Screaming Gophers. There were bruises, tears, risky moves, and dangerous alliances. And in the end, it was Noah the know-it-all who didn't see it coming. This week, another challenge will send one more camper on a cruise to Loserville. Population: Four. Who will sink? And who will stay afloat? Find out right now on Total. Drama. Island!
*cue theme song*
"Okay, this is so way beyond bad! I'm out of fake tan liner already!" Lindsay complained as Andi woke up.
"Woah, that's tragic, Lindsay," Gwen said sarcastically.
"I'm sorry to hear that," Andi said as she got up from her bed to stretch her legs.
"Now, I have to actually suntan in the sun! Do you realize how shriveled and wrinkly that can make your skin?" Lindsay whined as Andi grabbed her toiletries and clothes and headed off to the bathrooms.
"Oh, you totally do," Lindsay finished as she touched Gwen's hair.
"Okay campers, enough beauty sleep; it's time to show us what you're made of!" Chris said over the speaker.
All of the campers were all sitting at the benches near the stage.
"Are we gonna see a musical?" Lindsay asked. "I love musicals. Especially the ones with singing and dancing."
"Gwen! Saved you a seat." Trent called.
"Thanks."
Gwen sat down. Trent put his arms behind his head, crossed his legs, and leaned back. Cody saw this and attempted to imitate Trent, but he ended up falling.
"Hey, Simone. Mind if I sit beside you?" DJ offered as Simone walked over to him.
"Sure. Go ahead," Simone blushed as she sat next to him.
Lindsay blew a kiss to Tyler, who caught it. Heather saw this and turned her head, smacking Lindsay with her hair in the process.
"Welcome to the brand-new, deluxe state-of-the-art outdoor amphitheater! Okay, this week's challenge is a summer camp favorite: A talent contest!" Chris announced.
"Yes! Awesome!" Owen exclaimed.
"Oh no. Not that," Andi mumbled in nervousness and fear. What her teammates didn't know is that she had a major case of stage fright.
"Each team has 8 hours to pick their 3 most talented campers. These three will represent them in the show tonight. Sing, dance, juggle, anything goes, as long as it's legal."
Duncan snapped his fingers.
"You'll be judged by our resident talent scout, former DJ, VJ, and rap legend: Grand Master Chef! Who will show his approval via the Chef-o-meter! The team that loses will send one camper home tonight! Good luck!"
"Thinking about auditioning?" DJ asked me as we stood up and walked back to camp.
"I guess. What about you?" Simone asked.
"Yeah, I can ribbon dance."
"That's cool."
Simone felt a tap on my shoulder. She turned around and noticed that it was Courtney.
"Hey, mind helping me judge the auditions?" Courtney asked.
"Sure. I don't see why not," Simone shrugged.
The teams walked back to their cabins and Heather blew a whistle.
"Okay, I'm the team captain, so here's how it's going to work," Heather declared.
"Wait, who said you were team captain?" Gwen asked.
"She did, just now," Lindsay said.
"Lindsay, Beth, and I took a vote, and I won," Heather replied.
"Threatening people to vote for you isn't exactly democratic," Gwen pointed out as Trent walked over to her.
"Hey, snagged you an extra muffin," Trent told Gwen as he held a muffin.
"Trent, you're cool with me leading this project, aren't you?" Heather asked.
"Right on! Go for it," Trent shrugged.
"Good! Beth, Lindsay, and I will be the judges."
"Whatever," Gwen rolled her eyes.
The first to audition for the Bass were Katie and Sadie. They did a dance, which left the team speechless since it was not bad but not good either.
"Uh... next?" Simone said.
As for the Gophers, the first to audition is Owen. He drank a 2-liter bottle of soda.
"Are you gonna audition?" Trent asked Gwen.
"Doubtful," she replied. "You should be in this though. I heard you the other night, by the dock. You're really good."
Owen finished drinking and burped, "ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZeeeed."
The guys and Andi cheered at this, but the other girls thought otherwise.
"Owen, you're freaking good!" Jax exclaimed.
"That was excellent man," Trent said.
"Well, you're not going to do that in this contest, that's disgusting," Heather said.
"Hey, it may be disgusting, but it's also impressive and extraordinary!" Andi defended.
"Besides, do you know how hard it is to burp the entire alphabet in one go?" Trent added.
"I can also toot Beethoven's 5th!" Owen said.
"No!" Heather, Beth, and Lindsay cringed as Gwen walked off.
"Where are you going?" Heather asked.
"Anywhere that's not here."
"Next is... Tyler," Simone said.
Tyler attempted to do yo-yo tricks but ended up getting tangled in the yo-yo.
"Man, that is weak," Chris commented.
Up next was Heather. She wore a light pink tutu and did a fairly decent ballet dance which earned her mild applause.
"Thank you."
Lindsay and Beth were still clapping. Heather cleared her throat.
"Ooh, I vote for Heather to be in the contest!" Lindsay said.
"I second that," Beth said.
"Guys, that's so sweet! Okay, so I guess I'm in, why doesn't everyone take five?"
The Gophers walked away. Just then, Heather grabbed Lindsay's arm.
"I need you to do something. Can you keep a secret?" she asked.
"Oh my gosh, definitely!" Lindsay answered. She continued, "My sister got diarrhea once on a date, and I had to bring her toilet paper because the restaurant was all out and she was stuck in the bathroom and I've never told a soul." She realized that all she said was recorded on camera. "Oops, sorry Paula."
Heather handed her a walkie-talkie. "Gwen's up to something serious." She said. "I want you to follow her and report back to me."
She then turned to the other team members.
"Okay, why don't we take five first before we choose who will audition next?"
The Gophers walked away to take a break. Andi headed into the cabins and decided to read a book until the break is over.
Lindsay hid behind a tree as she used her binoculars to spy on Gwen, who is writing in her diary.
"Serious? Yeah, seriously boring," she said before noticing Tyler, still tangled up in his yo-yo, "Ooh, that's not boring."
DJ was wearing a leotard. He was doing a ribbon dance. When he finished, the other Bass clapped.
"Alright, looks like DJ's in. Next," Courtney said.
"I'll go, if you want," Simone spoke up.
Simone got up, warmed up her bassoon, and started playing.
Music Piece: Suite for Bassoon and Piano: II. Romanza
Everyone clapped as she took a bow.
"Alright, Simone, looks like you're in," Courtney smiled. "Okay, who's next?"
"Me!" Bridgette said. "I can stand on my hands for 20 minutes. Watch!" she stood on her hands.
"Okay," Courtney commented, "that'd be cute if you were a monkey; I just don't think it's quite what we're looking for. Next!"
Harold walked forward. He took a deep breath, but Courtney just shouted, "Next!"
Meanwhile, in the washrooms...
"Lindsay, come in," Heather said over the walkie-talkie. "What did you find out, over?
Lindsay was busy making out with Tyler.
"Lindsay, where are you?!" Heather asked as Tyler grabbed the walkie-talkie and gave it to Lindsay.
"Uh, on my way back! Under!" Lindsay replied.
Courtney took her violin and played a very beautiful tune with it. Everyone clapped.
"Okay, guess I'm in. Next!"
Geoff grabbed a skateboard and did some very cool tricks with it. Everyone applauded.
"Well, looks like it's me, DJ's ribbon, and your solo," Simone told Courtney. "The alternates are Geoff and Bridgette."
"I'm gonna be on TV, man!" Geoff exclaimed.
"You're already on TV, Geoff," Bridgette said.
"Oh yeah!" he said. He ran up to the camera and shouted, "Hello out there, dudes!"
After the break, the Gophers then resumed their auditions, with Izzy going up first. She started up some music and began dancing.
"I call this the Dance of the Rattlesnake." She began making snake sounds while lashing out her arms. Her dance was enough to hypnotize Owen.
"Look into my eyes. What do you see?" she began chanting.
"She's good," Owen remarked.
"Okay, Andi, you're next to audition," Heather said.
Upon hearing what Heather said, Andi immediately froze up, thinking about that mishap she made back in the talent show when she was in the 8th grade. The next thing Andi knew, she was lying on the ground.
"I guess we'll set Andi out," Heather decided.
Up next was Jax. He had his bass guitar ready.
"Alright, Jax, why don't you give it a go?" Heather asked me.
"Okay, so I'll be playing my bass and singing Spanish at the same time; something I picked up from a couple of years ago," Jax explained as he began playing.
(Song: Yellow by Coldplay (Spanish dub))
Mira a las estrellas,
mira cómo brillan para ti,
por todo lo que haces.
Sí, eran todas amarillas,
Yo me presenté,
escribí una canción para ti,
y todas la cosas que haces,
y se llamó "amarillo".
Entonces me toca a mí (aproveché mi turno),
oh, qué cosas hay que hacer,
y era todo amarillo.
Tu piel,
oh sí, tu piel y huesos,
se vuelven algo hermoso,
y ya sabes,
sabes que yo también te quiero,
sabes que yo también te quiero.
Crucé (océanos) a nado,
crucé de un salto para ti,
oh, qué cosas hay que hacer,
porque tú eras toda amarilla,
dibujé una línea,
dibujé una línea por ti,
oh, qué cosas hay que hacer,
y era toda amarilla.
Y tu piel,
oh sí, tu piel y huesos,
se vuelven algo hermoso,
y ya sabes,
por ti me desangraría (me quedaría seco)
por ti me desangraría.
Es verdad,
mira como brillan para ti,
mira como brillan para ti,
mira como brillan para...
mira como brillan para ti,
mira como brillan para ti,
mira como brillan.
Mira a las estrellas,
mira como brillan para ti,
y por todas las cosas que haces.
Everyone clapped for me after Jax finished.
"Alright, looks like you're in," Heather said to him. "Who's up next?"
Beth was next. She began twirling fire batons.
"Are you sure this is safe?" Heather asked.
"It's okay, I've been practicing," She replied.
She tossed one of her batons up. She suddenly threw up the other one as well.
All of the Gophers hid behind the benches. One of her batons hit the ground and burned out.
"I kind of missed the catching class," Beth said.
"Wait, where's the other baton?" Jax asked
"Uh, guys, the bush is on fire," Trent said. Beth's other baton had hit the bush, and apparently, it was on fire.
Justin suddenly stepped out and extinguished the fire with a fire extinguisher. Leshawna offered him a water bottle and he tore off his shirt and drank the water, and one of the droplets hit his abs and promptly evaporated.
"Okay," Heather said in-between swooning, "So I think it's me, Jax, Trent, and Justin. Any objections?"
The others shook our heads.
Meanwhile, Gwen was still writing in her diary as Cody approached her.
"What you got there, a journal?" Cody asked.
"Beat it," Gwen replied
"Oh, I get it. Yeah, it's private, huh? I'm down with that, yeah. It's cool, brah.
"What part of 'beat it' don't you understand?
Cody said nothing before he started sniffing her hair.
"What are you, some kind of freak?" Gwen asked, a little creeped out by him.
"Y-you just... smell... really... pretty." Cody stammered.
"It's just... soap."
Later, Trent is playing his guitar as Gwen and Cody returned to the campgrounds. Gwen noticed the hole.
"I won't even ask," she said as she headed over to the cabin.
Heather and Lindsay are outside, the latter tapping on the former's shoulder to know that Gwen is here.
"Oh, look," Heather piped up as Cody opened the door for Gwen. "The first hook up of the season."
"Oh yeah. We're going at it big time. I need a swim just to cool off." Gwen said as she closed the door and changed into her swimsuit.
"Gwen, wait up. I'll come with you," Trent said as he approached Gwen.
"Sure," Gwen replied before realizing what came out of her mouth. "I mean, whatever."
Lindsay wanted to come with them but Heather stooped her, saying, "You, stay here. We've got a diary to find."
The Killer Bass went to the amphitheater to practice and hang out.
Courtney was playing her violin, Simone was practicing a song, and Duncan and DJ were playing a game of cards.
"So, can you really stand on your hands for 20 minutes?" Geoff asked Bridgette.
"Wanna bet that I can't?" Bridgette smirked as she held out a candy bar.
"Oh, you're on!"
"I'll take a piece of that action," Harold said.
"Yeah, that's, like, virtually impossible," DJ chuckled.
"Ante up," Bridgette said as they all placed their bettings (Simone's bet was her second favorite stick of lipstick) on a crate. "Okay, 20 minutes, starting now."
Bridgette began walking on her hands.
However, she got her foot caught on a rope. She pulled, trying to release. However, she only caused a light bulb to fall on top of Courtney.
"Oh, crap!" Bridgette gasped.
Fortunately, Courtney was fine (she just needed a bandage around her head), but her violin wasn't.
"You... you killed my violin..." Courtney whimpered in sadness.
"I didn't mean to... there must be something we can do," Bridgette said as she tried to fix Courtney's violin, only for it to break into more pieces.
Courtney began crying.
"Bridgette, I think we're gonna need you to fill in Courtney's spot. Think you can do that? You know, just to make up for what happened?" Simone whispered as Bridgette nodded.
Simone went over to Courtney and hugged her.
"Girl, it's gonna be okay. Bridgette didn't break your violin on purpose. Plus, she's gonna fill in for you, okay?" Simone comforted as Courtney nodded.
Meanwhile, back at the Screaming Gophers...
"You stand guard. And remember, if you see Gwen, warn me," Heather said as she closed the door.
"Okay," Lindsay nodded.
At the lake, Gwen and Trent are sitting at the docks and conversing with each other.
"Sometimes," Gwen said to Trent, "I just need to get away from everyone here, you know. I mean, it's like they're all driving me crazy. Well, almost all of them." She blushed. Just then, the dock rattled.
"Cannonball!" Owen shouted. He and Cody jumped into the lake, soaking Gwen in the process.
"Ugh, I hate this place!" Gwen said as she stormed off.
"Nice going guys," Trent said sarcastically.
"Yeah, nice going," Owen told Cody.
Inside the cabin, Gwen is rummaging through Gwen's stuff.
"Okay," Heather thought to herself, "if I were a secret diary, where would I be stashed?"
On the porch, Lindsay is busy braiding her hair when she failed to notice Gwen approaching the cabin.
"Hey, Gwen," Lindsay said before realizing that she needed to distract Gwen and buy Heather some time.
"Gwen, it's you. Hi. What are you doing here outside the cabin, Gwen?"
Heather heard what's happening from inside the cabin.
"Trying to get into the cabin?" Gwen answered skeptically.
"Oh! You're trying to get into the cabin. That's very interesting."
A now very frantic Heather tries to rummage for Gwen's diary in the dresser.
Gwen attempted to enter the cabin but Lindsay stopped her again, saying, "Wait. Stay here We can... get tans together. And you could totally use one."
Heather finally found the diary and flipped through some of the pages.
"Yes. She is so dead," she said.
"Are you gonna move? Or do I have to throw you out of my way?" Gwen asked Lindsay again as Heather closed the top drawer and kicked Gwen's stuff aside.
"You can try, but I have martial arts training," Lindsay tried to defend herself but Gwen's glare finally made her give in.
"Okay, you can go in..." Lindsay said as she allowed Gwen inside.
"Look, Gwen's back!" Lindsay told Heather as if nothing happened.
"Hey, Gwen. Did you have a good swim?" Heather asked innocently.
"What is going on here?" Gwen suspiciously asked.
Heather pretended to yawn and said, "Nothing, just resting before the big show."
Walking away, Heather turned to Lindsay.
"Are you always so paranoid?" she asked.
"Yeah, really," Lindsay replied.
As the sun had set down, Jax, Bridgette, Courtney, Trent, DJ, Justin, Heather, and Simone went backstage for the show.
"Okay, I know I'm not as good as you are on the violin or Simone is with her bassoon, but I can do this," Bridgette assured Courtney as she ate a bag of chips.
"Yeah, we're gonna do just fine," I nodded.
"Bridgette, too bad about the accident. I guess you're going to get your fifteen seconds of fame, after all, huh?" Heather smiled innocently as she walked over to us.
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"Yeah, explain yourself," Simone raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, nothing. No one would sabotage their own teammate unless they maybe feel threatened," Heather said.
"Hey, maybe that's how you Gophers operate, but the Killer Bass has more class than that. We're a team," Bridgette argued.
"Bridgette's right. Besides, she's not the type that sabotages. She didn't even break Courtney's violin on purpose," Simone agreed.
"Well, I guess you'll go down as a team, too. Oh, and, Bridgette, easy on the chips. You don't wanna sink that surfboard of yours, do you?" Heather smirked.
Bridgette poured some chips into my hand as Simone threw them at Heather.
"Don't pay attention to her, Bridge. She's always trying to tick people off," she shook her head.
"Hey, sis. You okay?" Jax asked Simone.
"Does Heather get on your nerves?" Simone asked Jax.
"Not much, why?"
"She said some things..."
"About sabotaging and stuff?"
"How'd you know?"
"I kinda overheard. Just ignore her, don't let her words get to you, and try to calm down, okay? She's kinda been a brute towards our team sometimes."
"She has? Well, at least we're not the only ones who are starting to hate Heather," I slightly smiled.
"Yeah, pretty much," Jax chuckled.
CONFESSIONAL TIME
SIMONE
"You know, I'm glad Heather's not on my team. She is nothing but a huge snake who likes to manipulate for fun."
HEATHER
"What a bunch of losers. It's so easy, it's almost not fun... almost."
END CONFESSIONAL
Later that night, all the campers gathered back at the amphitheater, with the selected campers heading backstage to practice.
"It's the TDI Talent Extravaganza!" Chris announced. "Welcome to the very first Camp Wawanakwa talent contest, where six campers will showcase their mad skills and desperately try not to humiliate themselves. First, up for the Screaming Gophers, it's Justin!"
Justin began by striking a few poses for the camera. Then he sat on a chair while posing a little more, and then he pulled a rope which let water fall onto him before he smiled.
CONFESSIONAL TIME
OWEN
"There are two syllables for hot: Jus and Tin. Man, that guy is just so hot I could kiss him! Because he's a good teammate. Oh, why'd I say that?"
ANDI
"If posing for a photoshoot and looking hot was his talent, I'd buy that."
END CONFESSIONAL
"Okay," Chris said, "I don't know what that was, but dang, you've got some moves, dude!"
We clapped at this while the Chef-o-meter flashed six points.
"First up for the Killer Bass, make some noise for the big guy, DJ!"
DJ started off dancing gracefully, but then somehow the ribbon got tangled on his feet. He eventually untangled and finished.
"Dainty and yet masculine," Chris commented. "Let's see what Grand Master Chef thinks!"
The Chef-o-meter flashed two points.
"Not much."
DJ walked away sadly.
"It's okay, DJ. I think you still did great," I reassured.
"You think I did?" DJ asked.
"Definitely."
"So, with two down and four acts to go, it's the Screaming Gophers screaming ahead. Next on deck, Trent! Take it away, my bro!"
"This one goes out to someone special here at camp," He said. Trent began to play his guitar and sang:
[Trent]
They say that we've only got summer,
And I say that's really a bummer.
But we'll swim in the sun and have lots of fun.
It'll just be the two of us.
Nothing to do but just hang.
So let me say only this
Stick around, for just one kiss.
The audience clapped when he finished, and the Chef-o-meter flashed eight points.
"Nice work dude!" Chris said, "I like your style, and so does Grand Master Chef!" Trent waved.
"Alright, quit hogging my light buddy," He pushed Trent away. "Okay, I hope you're in for a little classical music, because Simone and her bassoon are up."
Music Piece: Mozart - Sonata in B-flat Major K. 292, Andante
"Wow, way to rock the reed, Simone!"
Simone then received seven points.
"Not bad! Next up, give it for the bass guitarist himself, Jax!" Chris proclaimed as Jax came up on stage.
"This is a song I wrote a couple of months ago for a Spanish class project," Jax started as he began playing and singing.
(Song: Irremplazable by Jencarlos Canela)
[Jax]
Dicen que un clavo no saca otro y no les creía
Confieso que subestimé lo que contigo tenía
Uno no sabe lo que uno tiene hasta que lo pierde
Para mí eran palabras de viejo
Y ahora se han vuelto el más sabio de los consejos
Si en el ayer hubiese
Sabido lo que hoy sé (Eeh)
Bebé
Nunca te hubieses ido (Te hubieses ido)
Si el futuro colabora sabiendo lo que sé ahora y nos une
Te quedas conmigo
Woh-uoh-oh
Irremplazable
Mis ganas te llaman así
Te has vuelto para mí
Irremplazable
Todo lo que contigo viví
Se ha vuelto para mí
Irremplazable-e-e
Este vacío que dejaste
No he podido llenarlo con nadie
Eres irremplazable para mí
Irremplazable-e
Si en el ayer hubiese
Sabido lo que hoy sé (Eeh)
Bebé
Nunca te hubieses ido (Te hubieses ido)
Si el futuro colabora sabiendo lo que sé ahora y nos une
Te quedas conmigo
Woh-uoh-oh
Irremplazable
Mis ganas te llaman así
Te has vuelto para mí
Irremplazable
Todo lo que contigo viví
Se ha vuelto para mí
Irremplazable-e-e
Este vacío que dejaste
No he podido llenarlo con nadie
Eres irremplazable para mí
Irremplazable-e
After Jax sang, he received eight points, just like Trent.
"Way to go, Jax! Five down, three to go, and even though Simone showed us some impressive music, the Killer Bass are totally sucking so far. Let's hear it for Bridgette!" Chris called out.
"You okay, Bridgette?" Simone asked her teammate.
"Are you sure you can do this?" Courtney asked backstage.
"Definitely!" Bridgette said despite a faint rumble in her stomach. "No, I-I'm great, really."
Bridgette began her handstand act. As soon as she walked on stage, she suddenly began feeling queasy. Soon, she burped, but then, she started puking. All of us reacted in disgust as we tried to avoid the barf.
"I'm hit!" Owen said.
Some of the barf got on Katie. This disgusted her so much as she puked on Sadie.
"Oh my!" Andi exclaimed.
The barf also hit Leshawna as Bridgette slipped and landed on Tyler's arms.
"Hey, puke on your own boyfriend!" Lindsay scolded.
"On your own what Lindsay?" Heather said.
"I didn't say 'boyfriend'!"
"Cleanup in aisles 3, 4, 5, and 6!" Chris announced. "In the meantime, we'll take a short break to hose the joint down."
CONFESSIONAL TIME
BRIDGETTE
"Going home won't be so bad. I-I can always work in the surf shack."
END CONFESSIONAL
As the stage was getting cleaned, Simone helped Bridgette walk over to the bathroom.
After she took a shower, they both walked back over to the backstage of the amphitheater.
"You okay, girl?" Simone asked.
"Yeah... I'll be fine..." Bridgette sighed. "I'm sorry..."
"Hey, no worries."
"Welcome back to the TDI Talent Extravaganza!" Chris announced. "Welcome back! Okay, so with a strange turn of events, Bridgette's chunk flowing fest registered two thumbs up by Grand Master Chef!" the Chef-o-meter flashed 2 points. "But it's not enough to pull ahead of the Screaming Gophers who hold the lead with Trent's love song, so, without further delay; here she is for the leaders, Heather!"
Heather walked up on stage and sat down on a chair.
"Wait, why does Heather have a book?" Jax whispered to Courtney.
"I don't know," Courtney shrugged
"Originally," she said, "I was going to dance for you. But instead, I want to celebrate team spirit with a collaboration." She smirked as she held up a book.
"She wouldn't!" Gwen gasped.
"Is that Gwen's diary?" Andi wondered.
"So, with words by Gwen," Heather continued, "performance by me, enjoy." She turned to a page. "Okay, so I'm trying to ignore him, but he's just so cute. If they had custom-ordered a guy to be a distraction for me here, it would have been McHotty!"
Lindsay gasped. Cody pointed at himself and nodded.
"We just totally connect. He's pretty much the only person I can relate to here, and he knows a cliché that I love guys who play guitar."
"Wait, I don't play guitar," Cody said. He looked at Trent and immediately both of them knew the answer. An extremely embarrassed Gwen ran away.
"Thank you," Heather said.
"Heather, what you just did was so uncalled-for!" Jax scolded.
"That was so mean," Courtney said.
Simone got herself ready to beat the crap out of Heather when DJ pulled her back.
"Woah, not right now, okay? Now's not a good time," DJ told her.
"You're right. Although, what Heather did was so screwed up," Simone grumbled.
"Seriously," Bridgette agreed.
CONFESSIONAL TIME
ANDI
"Reading someone's diary is an invasion of privacy, but blurting it out to the whole world on TV? Now that's mutiny!"
END CONFESSIONAL
"Well then, it's down to the final act of the night," Chris announced. "Can Geoff and his rad stunts turn it around? I seriously doubt it. Let's find out!"
Just then, Geoff hopped on his skateboard and broke it in half.
"Woah, that kinda wrecks the ride..." Geoff winced.
"We're doomed..." I groaned.
"Now what?! We have to send someone out there or we're going to lose this!" Bridgette panicked.
"Katie and Sadie are covered in barf!" Courtney pointed out.
As Bridgette and Courtney tried to figure out what to do, Simone walked over to the end of the curtain and spotted Harold on the bleachers.
"Hmm... I think I have an idea," Simone spoke up.
"What?" Bridgette and Courtney gasped in unison.
Simone pointed over at Harold, who was giving himself a wedgie.
"Well... I don't think we have a choice..." Courtney sighed.
The three girls pulled Harold onto the stage.
"Go on, dude," Simone persuaded with a fake, desperate smile.
"Just go for it, Harold. What have you got to lose?" Courtney added.
A few seconds later, Harold began to... beatbox.
The Killer Bass all stared at Harold for a few seconds... and then cheered their butts off!
"Wicked beatboxing, dude!" Chris complimented as Harold received nine points for our team. "Check it out, Grand Master Chef has declared his winner. Even though they held the lead, the Screaming Gophers have been trampled by the Killer Bass!"
"Harold, that was amazing!" Bridgette beamed.
"You did it!" Courtney exclaimed as she, Bridgette, and I ran over to Harold and hugged him.
"And as for the Screaming Gophers, pick your favorite loser and I'll see you at the bonfire," Chris said.
CONFESSIONAL TIME
HEATHER
"People thought I was mean to Gwen. Whatever, all I needed were four votes against Justin. Lindsay and Beth were easy, Izzy's just crazy, and Owen? Piece of cake."
OWEN
*He is holding a slice of cake.* "Hahahaha, piece of cake."
END CONFESSIONAL
The Screaming Gophers gathered at the campfire pit for our second elimination ceremony.
"While we had a really nice time with the talent show," Chris said, "We still have to send someone home. And these people are staying: Jax, Trent, Gwen, Cody, Izzy, Beth, Lindsay, Leshawna, Andi, Owen. Kudos to you all for an incredible night of entertainment. Music, drama, barfing. There is only one marshmallow left on this plate. Justin, you reminded us all that looks matter a lot. And Heather, you're full of surprises. But reading another chick's diary out loud to the whole world, man that is whack. No kidding, that's really messed up dude."
"Oh please, just give me my marshmallow already," Heather said.
"Justin, I personally think this is very wrong," Chris continued, "but tonight, hotness just wasn't enough. The last marshmallow goes to...Heather."
Of all us Gophers, Gwen looked the angriest.
"Time to catch the Boat of Losers, brah," Chris said.
"Later, brah," Heather said as she ate her marshmallow.
Justin looked sad as he walked down the Dock of Shame.
CONFESSIONAL TIME
GWEN
"If that evil little cow thinks she's getting away with this, she's had another thing coming."
END CONFESSIONAL
As Andi sat on the steps of our cabin, she saw Gwen walk over to her.
"Hey, sorry about the whole diary situation," Andi apologized to her. "I got a plan to get back at Heather if it makes you feel better."
"I want in. I'm tired of hiding. It's payback time," Gwen smiled as she and Andi walked over to the Bass cabin and knocked on the door.
Did you say you brought a red ant farm with you?" Gwen asked.
"Yes," Harold nodded.
"Is it okay if we use it to get back at Heather for what she did to Gwen?"
"I don't see why not. I have multiple ant farms at home anyway."
"Thanks," Gwen and Andi said together as Harold gave them his ant farm.
"Hey, what's going on?" DJ asked as he walked out.
"Nothing much," Simone chuckled.
"Girl, you did amazing tonight."
"Thanks. So did you."
"Even though I tripped up?"
"Even though you tripped up," Simone giggled. "Night."
"Night," DJ said as Simone went to bed.
While everyone was asleep, Andi and Gwen did the honors of dumping the entire ant farm all over Heather. Andi quickly hopped back into bed as Heather ran out of the cabin and screamed while multiple ants crawled over her body.
"Sweet dreams, everyone," Gwen smirked as she evilly laughed.