A/N- Alright I'm back. Sorry for the delays y'all. I work full-time now, but I actually decided to quit my job so I'd have more time to write Total Drama fanfiction. I'm whoring myself out to my landlord so rent is paid for. I kid, I kid. But I am working, so no more of those sweet, sweet weekly uploads :( Welp, that's the way it goes. The next chapter won't take as long, though, so that's fun. Enjoy!

Chapter Seventeen

The contestants had gathered on the shore of the island immediately after the race. Courtney ran over to Scott and wrapped him in a hug.

"Great job!" She beamed. "Now, don't get kidnapped again!"

"Wasn't planning on it," Scott grinned. "Although, I'm not really sure how I won-"

"Don't question it."

"Yes ma'am."

For her part, Zoey was pacing back and forth, avoiding eye contact with the other contestants.

Oh God, I can't believe I did that…Sierra's gonna kill me. I completely stole the challenge- well, I guess I GAVE the challenge to someone else…

"Hey, are you alright?" Mike gently called out to her. "You look nervous."

"Sorry," she stopped walking. "I'm just- I shouldn't have done that. Sierra's super mad at me."

"What'd you do?" Mike asked. "Didn't Scott win?"

"Only because…" she rubbed her arms. "I pushed him over the finish line. So Sierra wouldn't win immunity."

"Ohh," Mike nodded. "Well…look. Hey, it'll be alright, yeah? It's a competition, I'm sure she'll understand-"

"She doesn't," Zoey shook her head.

"She will. Maybe not right now, but she's been on this show before. She knows how it works. Sometimes…things like this happen."

"I guess so," she stared at the ground. "I just don't feel great about it."

"Hey, Zoey!" Duncan walked over with Gwen. "Damn, I didn't think you could do it! I think? You pushed him, right?"

"Woah, you pushed Scott?" Gwen was amazed. "Why?"

"Look, just, keep your voices down," Zoey blushed. "Sierra's really mad at me."

"Sierra?" Gwen asked, then looked around. "Huh, where'd she go?"

"Checking on Cody Junior," Cameron spoke up.

"And probably planning my death," Zoey shuddered.

"Zoey!" Heather strolled over, a smile on her face. "Really cool what you did, taking the win away from Sierra. I would've done something like that."

"Guys, really, stop congratulating me…" Zoey crossed her arms.

I feel like some sort of…villain.

"Wait, I'm confused," Gwen announced. "If you were trying to take the win away from Sierra, why didn't you jump into the water yourself? Then, you'd get immunity."

"Yeah, I'm also confused about that," Heather agreed.

"Well," Zoey looked at the other contestants, realizing she was in the spotlight. "Um, if I took the win for myself…I would be kind of a jerk, no?"

"But you still stole it."

"But I didn't win, Scott did."

"I'm lost," Gwen decided.

"Gwen, c'mon," Heather shook her head. "It's about the optics. Sure, Zoey robbed Sierra of the win, but officially, Scott won the challenge. It's like Zoey shifted the blame onto him so he would look like the bad guy."

"Wait, I don't-"

"Ohh," Gwen nodded. "That makes sense."

"Guys, it's not like that," Zoey insisted.

"Oh? Then what's it like?" Heather grinned. "Because there's no shame in what you did, you know. It's a competition."

Oh, Heather, you always know what to do. Sorry, Zoey, but you're no match.

"Wait," Duncan lowered his voice. "Do you not like Scott or something?"

"Alright, everyone, hang on," Zoey put up her hands. "First of all, I didn't plan anything. And yeah, I pushed Scott into the water because…"

Why did I do that? Is Heather right?

"...well, I don't know why. And second, Scott…has done some things. Bad things."

"What'd he do?" Heather asked.

She definitely knows.

Mike was staring at the ground.

Spineless.

"Don't you remember what happened last season?" Zoey asked.

"Didn't watch it," Heather shrugged.

"Me neither," Duncan echoed, Gwen agreeing.

"Well, he's not that great," Zoey decided.

Duncan looked over at Scott and Courtney, who were deep in conversation.

"Seems fine to me," Duncan shrugged.

"Yeah, I'd say Courtney has pretty good judgment," Gwen affirmed. "What exactly happened? You're not giving us a lot to work with."

"He just-"

"Scott," Mike cut in. "Was kind of a jerk to me. And he blackmailed me. So, we're not huge fans."

Cameron nodded along.

"He's not a nice guy."

"Ohh," Heather smiled and looked at Zoey. "So he was mean to your boyfriend. That's all you had to say."

"Well, it's a little more complicated than that," Zoey muttered.

Jeez, Heather sure knows how to make enemies…Hmm. Maybe she's trying to get voted off. Not a bad idea.

"For what it's worth, Heather," Duncan offered, "your boyfriend was also mean to a lot of people."

"Ok, first of all, not my boyfriend. Second of all… maybe everyone is mean to everyone."

"God, can we drop the boyfriend proxy war? Some of us are painfully single," Gwen rolled her eyes.

"Again, not my boyfriend-"

"Alright, campers!" Chris announced. "Get ready to make your way to the voting booth! And remember, Scott has immunity, so you can't vote him off, no matter how hard you try!"

"Awe, who wants to vote me off?" Scott looked around, suspicion in his eyes. "Actually, nevermind. Nobody answer that."

"Speaking of immunity," Heather spoke up. "Any word on the immunity idol?"

Oh, shit. I totally forgot I had that.

"Right, hehe," Chris smiled sheepishly. "So, well…here's the thing. We don't know."

"You don't know?" Heather repeated. "How could you not know?"

"I suppose you could say we lost track of it."

"What?" Courtney asked. "How is that possible?"

"I don't know, honestly," Chris shook his head. "Someone found it at some point, maybe they hid it somewhere when the cameras weren't rolling…I don't know. So technically, it's out there, but whether someone has it, I have no idea."

"How could you lose the statue!" Heather shrieked.

"I can't film you guys all the time! Do you know how much footage that would be?"

"Go figure," Gwen sighed. "Not that I want the stupid thing."

What do I do with it? Hide it? Use it?

"Alright," Chris kept talking. "To the voting booth!"

The contestants walked over in a large clump.

Finally…Sierra's out of here. Maybe she won't have a chance to yell at me again. Even though I probably deserve it…Why were they all defending Scott? Can't they see how bad he is? That's the most annoying part, I think.

Duncan was still next to Gwen.

"Hey," Gwen whispered. "Do you think Sierra's gonna cause a scene?"

"Maybe," Duncan whispered back. "Probably. I don't really care, honestly."

"Yeah," Gwen sighed. "Me neither."

Sierra re-joined the contestants at the voting booth, Cody Junior in her arms. Zoey visibly flinched when she saw her old teammate.

"Hey, calm down," Duncan reassured her. "Sierra can't actually do anything."

Yeah, she totally could. Sorry.

"No, I brought this on myself," Zoey crossed her arms. "I deserve whatever she does."

Damn, she's being too hard on herself…

When it was time for elimination, Zoey tried her best to sit far from Sierra. She practically hid behind Mike.

"You know she can still see you, right?" Mike smiled. "You're not invisible."

"Yeah, but…I don't know what else to do," Zoey whispered.

"What exactly do you think she's going to do?" Cameron asked.

"You're gonna laugh."

"No way," Mike reassured her.

"It's just…the embarrassment of it all. I can't handle the fact that she hates me."

"Hey," Mike put a hand on her shoulder. "It's going to be ok. Really. She's not as mad as you think, I'm sure."

"Yeah," Cameron added. "It'll all work out."

He's probably just happy he doesn't have to deal with Sierra anymore, even though I had to do all of the work- no, that's not fair…I also wanted her to leave.

Duncan watched this scene unfold with faint amusement.

"God," Courtney scoffed. "They're being so dramatic."

"Awe, c'mon Courtney," Gwen smiled. "She's nervous."

"Imagine being that anxious every time you get someone voted off…Heather, you'd never sleep again."

"Please," Heather rolled my eyes. "I don't understand what she's so freaked out about."

"You guys know I'm right here, yeah?" Sierra cut in.

"Zoey thinks you're gonna kill her," Heather sighed, bored with the situation.

"She's so dramatic," Sierra rolled her eyes.

"Alright, campers!" Chris announced. "Welcome to tonight's elimination ceremony! Today was the first challenge after the merge, and thanks to Zoey's help," she recoiled at that, "Scott won first place, giving him immunity for the night! Also, a quick announcement! As a reward for making it to the merge, we will no longer send someone to Boney Island every night!"

"Yeah, he's just saying that because he forgot to do it," Courtney murmured.

"Heard that, Courtney! Anyways, let's see the votes! The following campers are safe! Gwen, Courtney, Duncan, Scott, Heather, Cameron, and Mike! Zoey and Sierra, you're on the chopping block!"

I'm going to throw up.

"Don't worry," Mike held her hand.

Yeah, right, like she's actually going home. Calm down, both of you.

"And the following camper is safe…Zoey! You get to stay! Sierra, you're outta here!"

"Hmm, shocking," Sierra appeared unbothered as she stood up, Cody Junior in her arms. "Well, goodbye, guys!"

She's not mad? What's going on?

"Oh, Zoey," Sierra paused.

Oh God, here it comes…

"Yeah?"

"Did you really think I would attack you or something? In front of everyone? Come on, I would never do something like that."

"I- um, well-"

"Anyways, no hard feelings. It was pretty clear we never got along. You can't appease everyone."

She's being so nice…I feel awful.

"But you know," she smiled. "Think about what I said earlier. I meant it."

"Yeah, thanks, Sierra," she was unsure how to answer.

"Bye guys! Bye, Cammy-kins! Stay safe, and call me!"

"Sure," Cameron rubbed his hands together, refusing to look up.

Chris led her to the Flush of Shame, where she disappeared.

"And that's our show! Tune in next time for Total. Drama. All-stars! Alright, good stuff today, guys. Get some rest!"

"God," Zoey let out a sigh of relief. "I'm never doing that again."

"I can't believe you thought she would attack you," Heather rolled her eyes and stood up, stretching her legs. "People aren't as sensitive as you think, ya know."

Well, Heather is rude to everyone. What does she know about feelings?

"Hey, Chris?" Courtney called out to him.

"Ugh, what is it?" He whined.

"I was just wondering," she ignored his tone. "If the teams merged, who gets to stay in the Spa Hotel?"

All the campers turned to look at Chris.

"Ah, well, here's the thing…I'm using it for something."

"What could you possibly use it for?" Gwen rolled her eyes. "Don't you have another mansion somewhere?"

"That's a cottage, and I'm using that for something else," he explained. "How about this: the winner of the challenge gets to eat breakfast from the Spa Hotel the next morning?"

"Please, Scott prefers gruel," Heather crossed her arms. "Breakfast from the Spa Hotel would be a punishment."

"Well, that's not my problem," Chris decided. "Scott, if you want breakfast, it's there. If not, I don't care."

"Yes, sir," Scott nodded.

"Now, I'm going to bed," Chris announced. "Nobody bothers me unless someone dies."

He walked away, leaving the contestants alone.

"Who wants to bet Chris is throwing an orgy in the Spa Hotel?" Gwen spoke up once he was out of earshot.

"Definitely," Duncan agreed. "I thought the exact same thing."

"Woah, really?" Cameron looked nervous.

"No, Cameron," Heather rolled her eyes at his lack of understanding. "Obviously not. Probably not."

"Oh," Cameron sank into his seat. "That's what I thought."

Zoey looked over at Duncan, who was sitting a few feet away.

"Would he?" She mouthed.

He definitely wouldn't.

"Absolutely," Duncan mouthed back.

Definitely not. He's not that stupid.

Zoey wrinkled her nose in disgust.

"I can't believe we're still stuck in those cabins," Courtney walked over to Scott, who stood up and wrapped an arm around her waist. "Duncan, you should've complained."

"Wha- me?" He asked. "I don't know why you all seem to think I can control what Chris does," he yawned. "Heather, if anything you should've said something."

"Please," she kicked at the ground. "He's been leaving me alone this season, I'm not about to call attention to myself."

"Maybe he's finally done with you," Courtney offered.

"God, I hope so," Heather sat back down. "I don't know what else he could think of for me to do. Maybe he'll let me go soon…You too, Duncan. Maybe he's done with both of us."

He's never done with me.

"I'll believe it when I see it," Duncan scooped up a stick that was laying near his feet. "Scott, you're probably fucked," he changed the subject.

"What! Why me?" Scott whined.

"Yeah, dude, it's not looking good for you," Gwen picked at the log she was sitting on.

"Guys, don't scare him," Courtney chastised. "Scott, you'll be fine."

"But what's gonna happen?" He stared at Courtney.

"God, nothing, calm down," Heather sighed. "They just mean Chris is gonna keep you around for a while."

"Oh."

"It's pretty obvious who he'll keep," Heather kept going. "Courtney."

"Don't jinx it," Courtney glared at her.

"She's right," Gwen nodded. "Makes sense. He needs one from each generation, probably, and the rest of us have already won."

"God," Courtney groaned. "I'll be trapped here forever."

"Cheer up," Duncan offered. "Maybe you can face Scott in the finale. Wouldn't that be cute?"

"Oh, fuck off. At least you get to leave at some point."

"Nah," Gwen smiled. "Duncan still owes him all that time he took off during World Tour. Chris won't forgive him that easily."

Oh God, don't bring that up…

"Gwen, don't step on my dreams," Duncan kicked at the dirt. "And it's not like I went on vacation."

"It was kind of a vacation," Gwen shrugged.

"I wish it was a vacation. Instead…well…I got to come back and experience the worst kiss of my life."

"You're such an ass," she kicked a small pile of sand in his direction. "That was the best kiss of your life and you know it."

Jesus, I've kissed three people at this campfire…am I a whore?

"I don't know about the best," Duncan raised an eyebrow. "Courtney's sitting right there."

"Don't flatter me."

"Awe, wait, you guys actually kissed?" Scott complained, pulling Courtney closer.

"Unfortunately," Courtney rolled her eyes.

"God, you're being so mean today," Duncan complained. "Both of you," he looked at Gwen. "Where's the solidarity, eh?"

"How many times did you guys kiss?" Scott demanded to know. "Like, for real?"

"A thousand, million times. Every second the cameras weren't rolling."

"Really?" Scott looked hurt.

"No, obviously not," Duncan sighed. "Just…whatever was in the script."

"Careful, Scott," Gwen teased. "He might steal her back."

"Great! You can tell Sierra," Duncan smiled. "She'd love that."

"Speaking of coveting women you're not dating," Heather pondered. "Whatever happened to Trent?"

"Oh, Trent," Gwen sighed. "Poor guy."

"Couldn't cut it," Courtney shrugged. "He was too normal, I think."

"You know, I really do miss him," Duncan ran his fingers through the dirt.

"How could you possibly say that?" Heather folded her arms. "You couldn't stand him."

"Well, yes, but he was like a calming figure. You could always count on Trent to not be crazy. He was a grounding presence."

"Was he a grounding presence when he had a mental breakdown?"

"It's not like I told him to do that," Duncan picked up another stick and examined it.

Zoey watched this conversation unfold with a feeling of terror.

Oh God, it's like they're all best friends…How is Scott already in the inner circle? How are we supposed to stay in the game when they all have an alliance going?

She turned to look at Mike, who looked right back at her.

"They all know each other so well…" Zoey murmured. "What do we do?"

"It's fine," Mike smiled. "Don't worry. This is still a competition. I'm sure they won't all vote us out."

"I guess you're right," she sighed and moved closer, leaning her head on his shoulder.

Heather immediately took note of this.

"So," she commanded the conversation, "what's the deal with you two?"

The entire group turned to look at Mike and Zoey, who had quickly moved away from her boyfriend.

Oh, great…

"What do you mean?" She tried to appear confident.

Heather seemed to find that funny.

"Like," she leaned forward, "are you two legit?"

Duncan tossed the stick aside and picked up a bigger one.

"Uh, yeah, I guess?" Zoey answered. "What's the other option?"

"Hmm," Heather leaned back and crossed her arms. Then, she turned to Gwen. "I think they're legit."

"Awe, leave 'em alone," Gwen smiled.

"No, no," Heather smiled. "This is…cute."

Duncan looked at the fire a few feet away from him.

Heather's really gonna dig into them…

"Uh, thanks," Zoey bit her lip.

I don't know what's going on…

"Yeah," Heather smiled. "Real cute. How did you two get together?"

Zoey looked at Mike, her anxiety clear on her face. He cleared his throat.

"Well," he started to explain, "you know. Here, on the show. And, yeah." He cleared his throat again, clearly uncomfortable.

Well, I wouldn't have done much better…

"Don't feel like you guys have to defend yourself to Heather," Gwen stepped in. "She likes to torture people."

"Oh, um," Zoey had no idea how to respond.

"Gwen, you're no fun," Heather frowned. "Can't I ask questions about a fellow contestant?"

"Not with an endgame in mind," Gwen smiled.

"Please," Heather scoffed. "Endgame? I have no horse in the race. I was just being polite."

Here they go…

Duncan gripped the stick in his hand, almost breaking it into pieces.

"You're the opposite of polite," Gwen decided.

"Oh?" Heather smiled. "You're the one who came up with the rule."

"The rule?" Zoey echoed.

"Oh, God," Courtney groaned. "Don't tell her about the rule. I've already broken the rule, see? It's fine."

"What's the rule?" Zoey asked.

"It's this thing," Gwen started to explain. "After the whole Trent situation…"

"Which I did not cause," Duncan interrupted.

"Which Duncan was not responsible for, I made this rule…it's not serious or anything, but basically, you should never get involved with a man you meet on Total Drama. Obviously, nobody followed that advice…including you, Heather, so I don't know why you keep bringing it up."

Jeez, that's harsh…

"Wait, why not?" Scott complained. "We're not so bad."

For once I agree with Scott on something…

Duncan laughed quietly and stared at the fire, watching as the flames cast orange beams of light on the faces of his fellow contestants.

"Like I said," Gwen repeated herself. "Nobody ever listens to me, so forget the whole thing. And, uh, sorry, guys," she looked at Mike and Cameron. "No offense or anything."

"It's alright," Cameron whispered, looking genuinely upset.

"Oh, no, Cameron, I'm sorry," Gwen frowned. "Really. The rule doesn't apply anymore. I'm throwing it away, you guys are alright."

"Thanks, Gwen," Mike smiled. "I hope we're not too bad."

Duncan grit his teeth.

He's so full of shit…But he's being nice to me? What's with that?

"The three of you don't talk very much," Heather observed. "We're not that scary, you know."

What's his angle? Did he have a genuine change of heart? Did Zoey say something to him? Why would she care if he's nice to me? Does she want to be my friend? Does he? Why now, after all this time?

"Actually, Heather can be very scary," Gwen explained. "She's at her worst whenever her boyfriend isn't here to distract her."

"Hey- not my boyfriend, but-"

"Then what the fuck is he, Heather?"

Something strange is going on, that's for sure. But what? God, it was easier when he hated me. At least I knew where I stood. But now? This new thing? I don't know what to do.

"Can we please stop talking about Alejandro?" Courtney complained. "I can't listen to it anymore."

"Anyways," Heather crossed her arms. "You guys shouldn't be intimated now that all of your friends and allies have been voted off. We'll play nice," she grinned.

I wasn't scared before, but now? Oh, gosh…I didn't imagine we'd be so outnumbered. Do Gwen and Courtney vote with Heather? After all, they've known her longer…

This is too much. Maybe he's trying to give me a mental breakdown. Just like Trent. Could that be it? Is this some sort of karma coming back to me ?

Duncan took the stick in his hand and held it over the fire, letting it catch ablaze, then taking it back to stare at it.

He's driving me to insanity. This is all part of his plan.

He narrowed his eyes at the orange flames.

"Duncan," Gwen called out to him.

He was completely transfixed.

I hate him. He's being nice to me. How can both of those things be true? It's all so confusing…

"Duncan," Zoey spoke up from a few feet away. "I think Gwen's trying to talk to you-"

"Don't bother," Gwen shrugged. "He can't hear you."

He's playing with me. He wants to see me suffer as much as possible, this must be part of his plan. But how? Is Zoey involved? Maybe they're teaming up against me?

"What?" Zoey asked.

"He gets like this around fire," Courtney explained. "Ignore him. He's not even supposed to be out here right now, and definitely not doing that."

Zoey watched as Duncan zoned out, burning stick in hand.

Am I dumb? Why can't I figure this shit out? What the fuck is going on? What is this? Did Chris put him up to this? Are they all working together?

"Duncan!" Gwen snapped at him.

"Huh?" He looked up at her, then looked at the flames that were threatening to burn his hand. "Ah, shit," he tossed it into the fire. "Sorry, guys."

"You're not supposed to be messing with the bonfire, you know," Heather smiled. "Chris'll have to give you another lecture."

I can't sit out here anymore and think about this. I'll freak out.

"Well, none of you are snitches, so he'll never find out about it. Yeah?" He stood up. "I'm going to bed, it's hot as hell out here," he decided.

"Me too," Gwen echoed. "I'll go with you."

She's probably worried I'll burn the whole forest down.

She stood up and walked with him towards the woods, where they would find the path that leads to the cabins. The moment they were out of earshot, Gwen started speaking.

"Duncan, what the hell?" She hissed. "You know you can't be doing that shit."

"I know, I know," he shook his head. "I wasn't thinking."

"Well," she frowned. "Just be careful."

"I haven't been doing anything, really, I was just stressed."

"Right, for reasons that you refuse to explain."

"...Right."

"Hmm," she considered saying more, then changed the subject. "I can't believe Chris isn't letting any of us stay in the Spa Hotel. Or his stupid mansion."

"His cottage?"

"I feel gross calling it that."

"Hmm," Duncan scanned the woods. He quickly looked over his shoulder to make sure none of the other contestants were behind them. "Well, Chris isn't known for his generosity."

"Hey." Gwen stopped walking.

"Yeah?" He turned to face her.

"You'll be fine. Right?"

"Sharing a cabin with those guys?" Duncan scoffed. "Yeah, I think I'll make it."

"No, like…I really think I'm leaving soon."

"Why?"

"Just a feeling," she shrugged. "And I don't mind it, really. It's time to go. I guess you could say my arc is coming to an end? About time, I think."

"Oh."

I can't imagine being on this show without Gwen there…She's always there.

"But you'll be fine. Right?" She stared at him.

"Oh, yeah. For sure."

"Good," she sighed and kept walking. "Because I get the feeling you'll be here for a while."

"Awe, don't curse me," he complained and caught up with her. "Seriously, take it back."

"Fine. You'll be out of here tomorrow."

"Now, that's more like it." He stopped and looked at the cabins in front of him.

"Tonight's gonna suck," Gwen kicked at the ground. "I wish we didn't have to split up."

"Well, at least you're not sharing with Scott."

"He's not that bad, honestly," Gwen shrugged. "Maybe you'll get along."

"Yeah…maybe."

Duncan walked up the steps to the guys cabin and opened the door.

"I'm gonna decompress before they get back."

"Good luck," Gwen smiled at him and retreated to her own cabin.

Back at the bonfire, the remaining contestants were still discussing the challenge.

I feel more awkward without the two of them here…I think they're the nicest. Or at least, they try to include us in conversations. I have no idea what to say to these guys, not like I even want to talk to Scott.

"Hey, Zoey," Cameron whispered.

"Yeah?"

"Can we maybe get out of here?" He looked deeply uncomfortable.

"Yeah, let's do that."

She nudged Mike, who looked at her, then Cameron, then back to Zoey, then stood up.

"Well, I think we're heading out," Mike stood up.

"All of you?" Heather raised an eyebrow. "The three musketeers. Look at you go."

"Bye," Cameron blurted out.

"We'll see you guys back at the cabins," Zoey smiled, trying to save face.

Once they reached the woods, Cameron immediately spoke.

"That was so uncomfortable. I know I'm usually uncomfortable, but that was…bad."

"It's like they're all on the same team," Zoey mused. "I don't know what we should do. They could easily vote one of us off next week."

"Really?" Cameron's voice wavered.

"I just don't know what to do…" Zoey pondered. "Do we try to befriend one of them? I mean, they have no reason to dislike us, right? But I always got the feeling Courtney didn't want us around…right? At the beginning?"

"Hey, guys," Mike spoke up. "Don't worry. There's already a lot of drama between them, they'll probably forget we're even here."

"Oh, flying under the radar," Cameron pondered. "That's a good idea!"

"Wait!" Zoey realized. "Will you guys be alright tonight? Sharing a cabin with Scott?"

Mike looked nervous for a moment, then relaxed.

"Nah," he smiled. "If he tries anything…I'll scream. Then you can come over and yell at him."

"Stop, I'm serious," Zoey smiled.

"Me too. You could scare him off for me."

"Fine," Zoey laughed. "I guess you guys will be okay."

The trio stopped in front of the cabins.

"Well," Zoey stopped walking and turned to face her boyfriend. "Good luck?"

"Hey, you too. Don't let Heather get the best of you."

"I won't," Zoey smiled and quickly kissed him good night. She started to walk towards the girl's cabin.

"Good night, guys!" She called out.

They'll be fine. And I'll be fine. Everything is fine.