here it is! it's been 24 hours!

flashback

green day:and the winner is......

end of flashback

green day:owen!

owen:haha! sweet! hey guys did you here that!

gwen:we sure did!

trent:you won it for us!

cody:nice job!

noah:easy win!

izzy:owen! you did it again!

duncan:i warned you man! if you thought i was harsh before, then you have another thing coming!

duncan almost hits ezekiel right in the face,but geoff holds him back

duncan:what are you doing!

geoff:dude! ease up on the guy! it's not his fault that he's not better than owen!

dj:geoff's right dude!

duncan:fine!

mcr:killer bass, we'll see you at the concert chairs.

(at the chairs)

mcr:so let's see here. there are 10 of you, but only 9 guitar picks. so there's one for harold, one for tyler, one for dj, one for courtney, one for katie, one for sadie, one for geoff, and one for bridgette. rockers, there is only one guitar pick left.

confessional cam:harold:i really hope that duncan will be voted off. he deserves to be voted off, after all the stuff he's done to me back at camp wawanakwa.

mcr:the last guitar pick goes to. . . . . . . . ezekiel.

duncan:what! how could you guys vote me off?!

harold:yes!

duncan:you! you changed the votes didn't you?!

harold:no!

gerard:he's telling the truth duncan. none of them voted you off, except for ezekiel and harold. we voted you out.

duncan:what?! why?!

mikey:we found out that it was you who took our instruments.

duncan:how'd you find out?

gerard:we saw ezekiel using our drums, so while owen was playing, he woke up and we asked him how he got our drums. he said it was all your idea. so here we are. it's the stage of shame for you.

duncan:ezekiel! you little rat!

duncan charges at ezekiel, but duncan's parole officer hand cuffs him and takes him up to the stage of shame. right before the curtain covered him up, duncan said,'' when i'm out of juvy, you're dead. you here me!'' then the curtain covered him up.

courtney:duncan! nooo! this is all your fault ezekiel!

ezekiel:he sealed his own fate, eh!

at the girls garage. . . . . .

courtney:girls, let's vote off ezekiel next!

bridgette:i'm in!

katie:i'm in too!

sadie:he sucks!

i might update today.

me:well guys, did that suprise you?

owen:yeah it did! it's not that i didn't think i would win, it's just that i think ezekiel did better than me.

ezekiel:thanks, eh!

courtney:why'd you make duncan leave?!

me:cuz i'm the writer. wait how'd you get in here? oh yeah the backdoor. man i gotta remember to lock that door.

courtney:but i wanna see duncan!

me:fine.

duncan:hey princess!

courtney:duncan! (kisses duncan)

duncan:hey drummer dude! you're so dead for kicking me off! (grabs pocket knife)

me:no i'm not.

duncan:and why is that?

me:because i'm the writer, which means i can do this! (i type away the knife in duncans hand and i type it in my hand)

duncan:damnit! wait i have a spare!

me:well i have an adamant sword!

duncan:how'd you get that?

me:i typed it in my hand! muahahaha!

duncan:fine i won't kill you. (whispers in my ear) but can you type me and courtney in a closet together?

me:alright! duncan and courtney, go into the closet!

duncan:thanks!

me:no problem! (hears making out sounds)