I'm so glad that you guys really enjoyed my first chapter. It really meant a lot that you guys liked it. Now I loved the challenge idea for this episode and I'm excited to write it.
Chapter Three: Escape from Wawawankwa Island
Now that we're back from that commercial break," Chris said as he gestured at the cast mates. "We were going to explain what the first challenge would be?"
"And that is?" Avery asked. "Another thing on my list of demands, I can't do anything that will cause me physical harm. You know I have to protect this face from any sort of scars."
Both the villains and the heroes groaned and rolled their eyes at the brunette's request. She just looked back at the other teens. "Seriously? Do you want to see this perfect face become dirty or damaged?"
"I'd like to damage it right about now." Roxanne grumbled.
"Well Avery, we'll take your list under consideration." Chris said as he took the list from her. She walked away with a smile and Chris ripped it up into a million pieces, the wind drifting the pieces away.
"So what's our challenge?" Harper asked. "Hopefully it's a good game of football."
"You do know that football here mean pigskin and tackling?" Gary said cautiously looking at the other team.
"Oh I forgot that that's what you Americans call that game. I was talking about the original football."
"Forget that!" Greg interrupted the two athletes. "You two can kick a ball like two fairies all you want, but I play the real football. The one where you pound someone until you cause internal bleeding."
"On the other hand, I'll pass." Harper shook his head.
"Well lucky for you, today's challenge has nothing to do with football or any sport actually. Unless you call running away for your life a sport?"
The teenagers stared at each other when they read the words "run for your lives". Knowing Chris Mclean, that probably meant that one of them would be dead by the end of the day.
"I'm not exactly sure I'm comfortable with the thought of running for my life." Samantha quipped as she stared at the handsome host nervously.
"Well we obviously can't kill you guys," Chris smiled. "Something about it being inhuman, whatever. But we'll do the next best thing, we're going to sick Chef Hatchet at you guys until he finds every single one of you."
"What exactly are you people paying that man?" Geoffrey asked.
"Oh we're giving him a limited edition Paula Dean deep fryer."
Confession Cam
Geoffrey: "A deep fryer?" the handsome teenager questioned himself. "Chef is going to hunt us down so that he can get a deep fryer. Now I've seen everything."
End of Confessional
"And since we're going all out this season, all of you guys will be getting a wardrobe change." Chris said as he pulled out two bags from behind him, from thin air. "That's right, you guys will be rocking the infamous jailhouse stripes."
Chris pulled out a black and white jumpsuit, complete with tiny hat and white shoes.
"Oh my god, now I get to look like Lady Gaga in Telephone." Astrid clapped with excitement. Unfortunately she was the only one that seemed that excited.
"Stripes were so last season." Svetlana deadpanned.
"Do you have something a little bit more flattering? Preferably Lavender?" Avery asked.
"These are just so black and white? Where's the color? The personality!" Donna ranted as she held the fabric between her hand.
"Well I'm happy to know that you guys love your new clothes so much. It were donated to us by the crazy inmates at Point Of No Return penitentiary."
"So does that explain the weird stain on mines?" Issac asked, as he looked at it awkwardly. The teens looked at the stain on Isaac's outfit. It was a weird purple-blue mold on it.
"Well enough about the creepy stain," Chris waved his hand at himself. "That thing is taking my screen time. Now you guys have ten minutes to change before the challenge begins. Boys at the tent to my right, girls on the left one."
The teens separated into their respected genders and walked to there tents.
"Marvin, the boys one is to the right." Chris said as the brunette guy snapped his fingers and sulked over to his tent.
Confession Cam
Donna: "So I accessorized my outfit just a bit." Donna said as she gestured to the front of her outfit. The eccentric designer had drawn Chinese symbols in the white spaces of her jailbird outfit. She had also placed black feather shoulder pads on her shoulders. " You know just had to include a bit of my Donna flair to it."
Greg: "Man, is this place filled with pansies or what?" Greg asked as he leaned back in the confessional. "First of all, I've been to Juvie… never once did I have to wear a stupid striped outfit. I feel like some sort of lovey dovey pop singer. And then they made me change with that fairy Van. I swear he was staring at my junk or something. I think it's this stupid outfit."
Van: "I swear if I have to hear another idiotic comment from Greg's mouth, I will collect an army of red ants and not only place them in his bed, but in everything he owns." Van threatened. "It's not like I'm even interested in him, I like a guy with brains; not just hot abs."
Issac: Issac looked around, almost as if he was scared to say something. "Don't say anything confession cam, but I think this mold is alive." He said pointing down at his suspicious stain, with a scared look on his face.
End of Confessional
"Well don't you guys look like a cute bunch of criminals." Chris grinned as he sat in his lounge chair. "I feel like I should play Smooth Criminal or something."
The teenagers just groaned looking down at their matching outfits.
"Nothing better than a MJ song to make everything better." Effy said as she busted out doing Michael Jackson's famous crouch gab.
"So as you guys may or may have not noticed, this is jail." Chris waved to a structure that hadn't been there a couple of minutes ago. It was a row of indivual cells, which looked disgusting and one was even covered in blood. "This is not somewhere you'll wanna be."
"Thank you Captain Obvious" Roxanne said from the crowd. "Isn't that the whole point of Cops and Robbers?"
Chris glared at her. "Well obviously some of the viewers at home wouldn't have gotten that. Also no one can hide under the water a la LeShawna, that's one of the things I promised Chef. So if I as much as see you near the water, you're out."
"Well do we at least get a ten second head start?" Robby asked.
"Actually, yes you do." Chris said and all of the teen sighed in relief. "But only ten seconds, which actually begun as soon as I said the word Actually, so now it's more like six seconds."
All of the campers scattered away, expect for Alicia; who was running around in circles.
"I hope you know that you should actually run away from here." Chris said, lowering his sunglasses to give her a bored look.
"Really, I just thought that the challenge was suppose to be us running around like chickens."
"No… That's not the challenge."
"Oh," Alicia said as she looked around. "Well I guess that means I should find out what this challenge is about."
"Yeah, you should go do that." Chris watched the red head walk away, looking as confused as she did.
"Today would have been such an awesome day to go to the park or have a picnic." Astrid skipped in front of her two team mates, Effy and Rodger. The three had found each other after everyone had spilt up.
"Well at least we get to enjoy the heat and stuff." Effy shrugged. "Although these prison clothes do not let a girl breath, I'm dying under this. What about you Adger?"
"Yeah, it's a bit too Elvis's Jailhouse rock" for me." Adger mumbled and Effy grinned.
"You actually made a joke; and a musical one at that." Effy patted the taller teenager on the back. "I think I'm going to like you."
"Well I'm just glad that we're on the same team and not on the icky villain's team." Astrid said turning back to her team mates. "Did you see how mean they were!"
"Well I guess that's the point of being a villain." Effy said, "But heroes' are way better than villains."
"Totally. We're like really friendly and nice and just not mean." Astrid counted off reasons off her fingers. "And oh my effing gosh! Was that leprechaun?"
"A leprechaun? Astrid, are you okay?" Effy asked as her team mate ran off after something. "I really don't think you saw a leprechaun."
"I swear I saw it. I bet it's really sweet and nice."
"Or it can be evil, like the leprechaun in that movie with Jennifer Aniston." Adger mumbled as Effy's eye grew wide. "Astrid, get back here!"
The two teens followed the brunette towards a large tree in the Wawanakwa woods. Effy and Adger didn't even notice how they'd gotten into the woods.
"Guys! I saw it climb into this tree!" Astrid pointed up at the tree, practically jumping out of her too big jailhouse sneakers. "It scurried away from me, but he won't get away from me."
"Astrid, I really doubt you saw a-"
Astrid looked up at the tree. "He's probably taunting me, laughing that he has his lucky charms hidden. Adger get over here!"
The taller teen walked over to Astrid, with a look of concern on his face. Astrid jumped up on his shoulders and tried reaching the nearest branch, it was just in her fingertips.
"C'mon Adger tippy-toe." Astrid groaned as she stretched up.
"I'm doing the best I can." He said as Astrid pushed his hair into his face. Effy just looked at him with sympathy as Astrid gripped the tree branch. "Do you have it?"
"Yeah! That leprechaun is mine!"
"I really hope that she doesn't get hurt."
"Why?" Effy asked, looking to see the green leaves shake as Astrid climbed up.
"Because she'll cry and Chef will find us." Adger said as he stuffed his hands into his jeans.
Effy was about to protest but after thinking it over, he was right.
"I found it!" Astrid yelled as her two teammates looked at each other in confusion.
Alicia ran around the campground, trying to find somewhere to hide. There were no cabins, the mess hall was locked (with metal chain and padlock), and the confessional seemed to be occupied.
So what could the red head do? She kept on running around, hoping that at least hide her from Chef. "Oh my god! Why is there no where to hide?" She asked herself as she held onto a tree to catch her breath, her bright red hair falling over her face. "I really don't like this game."
A loud yell rang through out the island. It shook the trees, the bird flying out of them.
"Earthquake!" Alicia screamed running into the woods, arm waving in the air.
She had to find somewhere to hide, she didn't want to be the first person caught.
What if the team lost because of her? They would hate her and eliminate her. She would have to get on that dingy boat and go over to where ever it is that it goes.
She was running so blindly that she had smacked into something hard. Alicia dropped to the ground from the impact.
"Alicia?"
Alicia rubbed her head as her vision came back to her, sitting across from her was Marvin. He was grinning at her, wincing every time he touched his forehead. "What were you running from?"
"I thought that Chef was coming after me." She said smiling at him. "I guess I was just being paranormal or something."
"I think you mean paranoid."
"Yeah well I'm just glad that I found someone else." Alicia said as she flipped her hair to one side. "I was starting to think I was alone on this island."
"Well I'm certainly happy that you found me." Marvin said as he got up to his feet, his hand outreached towards her. "Because I can't think of anyone else I would like to spend my day with."
Alicia felt her cheek warm up as she took his hand. He was boyishly cute with his messy brown hair and big brown eyes, and Alicia couldn't help but fall for his way with words.
"Where are you Ginger?"
Alicia eyes grew wide as Marvin pulled her behind a tree. She could feel her heart beating loudly in her chest.
"Be quiet, he'll go away." Marvin mouthed to her as he looked over the side of the tree. Chef was standing in the middle of clearing where they had been talking just a couple of seconds ago.
"Now I know you maggots are out there!" Chef yelled looking around, "Why not make it easier for you and just give yourselves up!"
Alicia looked around for a way out. Either she could run away and leave Marvin to get caught, or she could get a distraction. She looked over at the cute nerd next to her.
"Marvin."
"Yeah?" He asked quietly, looking at the red head confused.
Alicia gave Marvin a light kiss on the cheek. His entire face getting a bright red color, a boyish smirk on his face. Then she pushed her teammate from behind the tree, his face contorting in confusion.
"Got'cha!" screamed the muscular man as he grabbed Marvin by the collar of his shirt. "I thought I was gonna get red head but I guess you'll have to do."
"B-But, I-" Marvin stumbled as he looked around in confusion. What the hell had just happened?
He turned his head back to see Alicia's head sticking out from behind the tree. Her eyes were filled with sorrow as she mouthed "I'm sorry."
Confession Cam
Marvin: "Did that really just happen?" He asked himself, grabbing his hair frustrated. "But she is so hot, so I guess it's alright. But I need to start keeping my head in game and not on other things."
End of Confessional
"Do you see him?"
"Nope, the coast is clear!"
Samantha and James were hiding from Chef together, and the two heroes' were getting along pretty well.
"It is really hot today. I would think that being in the middle of nowhere in Canada, we'd at least be away from this crazy heat." Samantha said as she fanned herself to no avail.
"And that these things are made of polyester doesn't help either."
Samantha giggled as she sat behind a large oak tree. It was better than running around like a chicken without it's head in this heat.
"I'm really happy to be in team with you." She confessed to James, who sat down next to her. "Because I don't think I'd be able to handle those villains."
"Don't worry about them." James laughed as he laid back in the grass. "Don't let them mess with you."
Samantha plucked some of the grass around her. "It was really sweet of you to tell that guy off. That doesn't really happen to me a lot."
"You're welcome. He had no right to have done that." James said looking up at her. "You have a different sense of style, I actually think it's cute."
Samantha looked at him, shocked. He had actually said that she dresses cute. Her inner happiness disappeared as soon as she saw a certain villain walking around. He had cut his jailhouse shirt so that it was falling off his shoulder. His eyes looking directly at the two heroes'.
"Now if it isn't Nancy Drew." He smiled. "Aren't you burning up in that stuffy outfit?"
"I'm actually okay, thank you." Samantha said, looking down at the ground.
James couldn't stand to see this for one more second. "Dude, can't you just leave her alone?"
"The name is Van and c'mon, it's my job to make fun of you guys." Van smirked, folding his arms. "It's not fault you guys are such easy targets."
"Look I don't give a crap. Leave her alone or next time, you'll have to deal with me. I hate that you think because you're a villain, you guys are just aloud to say whatever crap you want to say."
Van's face dropped in shock. He couldn't believe this guy was telling him off.
"Now if you don't mind, me and my friend have better thing to do." James said patting him on the shoulder, gesturing to Samantha. The blonde got up and gave Van a smirk.
"I can't believe you did that, James." Samantha said, shocked.
"I told you, you just have to stick up to them." James turned around. "Also, I'm going to start calling you Sam, Samantha is too long."
Samantha's face turned from a bright smile to a frown in a second as an black shadow covered the both of them.
"Sam, the nickname isn't that bad." James grinned, turning around to get hit with Chef's hard midsection. "Ooooh, darn it."
"Three campers down already and it's only fifteen minutes." Chris's voice screeched over the island. "At this rate, we'll be done before sunset."
"I wonder who the idiots that got caught were?" Greg smirked as he walked beside Kylie. "I swear if it was any villians, their asses are out of here."
Kylie didn't understand how she'd gotten stuck with Greg, but all she knew was that she wanted nothing more but to get the hell away from him.
"So I'm guessing that you don't talk much?" Greg asked, looking back at the green eyed beauty. "But I'm perfectly fine with that."
Kylie rolled her eyes. "I'm sure you are, but I do talk."
Greg turned around confused. "You actually said something. So you're not like mute or something."
"Nope, I actually talk." Kylie said, walking up to him. "But you show consider being quiet at times."
"And you're feisty." Greg said as he stepped towards her. Kylie took a step back and she could feel her back against a tree. "I like that."
Greg pushed Kylie wavy hair over her shoulder and lifted her chin with his hand.
"You're really hot babe, " He said leaning his lips down on her neck. Kylie pushed him back. "What gives?"
"Why don't we play a little game?" Kylie said, running her finger on his mid-section. "I'll hide and you seek."
"Why would I do that?" Greg asked, panning her.
"Because I'm pretty sure you'll like the prize." Kylie said seductively as Greg smirked as turned around against a tree. "Are you ready?"
"Of I can't wait. One." Greg started counting as Kylie looked around for somewhere to hide. She didn't want to have to deal with Greg again. "Are you still out there?"
"Of course, just waiting for you." Kylie gagged as she lied. She started freaking out until she looked down towards the lake. Near the shore was a boat house, she could surely escape him there.
Kylie ran down to the boathouse as fast as she could, hearing Greg's voice grow distant. She ran into the boathouse and closed the door behind her, she turned around and screamed. In front of her was Ryder, with a fishing rod.
"What are you doing in here?" Kylie asked as she pushed him. "And put that down."
"Woah? You talk?" Ryder asked putting down the rod, a smug look on his face.
"Yeah, yeah. I talk." Kylie said as she looked out the dusty gray window. "I really hope that creep doesn't find me."
"What? Chef was after you?" Ryder said, his eyebrows raising.
"No. Not that creep, I was talking about Greg." Kylie said, shaking her head. "It's like he's a freaking leech. What's your excuse for being here?"
"Hiding from Chef. What better place." Ryder said, holding his arms out.
"Kylie?" They could hear a voice calling out. "Where are you babe?"
"Crap" she hissed as she ducked under the window, Ryder ducked next to her.
"Why don't you just tell him that you don't want him?"
"Because that takes too much work," Kylie said looking over at him. "You have to explain and break his heart. Not that I don't enjoy that."
Greg kept walking towards the boat house when a stream of water knocked him over.
"What the fu-" Greg yelled before being grabbed by Chef. "I was looking for my girl, Chef!"
"That's not my problem muscle head." Chef said, smacking him behind the head. "Now it's time to go to your cell."
"Yeah, Whatever." Greg muttered as Chef turned his head over to the window of the boathouse, where Kylie and Ryder were watching everything.
Ryder knocked Kylie over before Chef could have seen them, his body laying over hers.
Hunter decided that his best bet was walking beside Donna. Not because she was pretty and well dressed, but because she wasn't boring. She was actually really fun.
"You know you're being really quiet back there." Donna called back, snapping Hunter back from his thoughts. "I'm about to talk to the squirrels or something."
"You can talk to squirrels?"
"No silly." Donna giggled, playfully slapping his arm. "Although that would be pretty awesome."
"Well why don't we play a little game?" Hunter asked, scratching his head for an idea. "Why don't we just ask each other questions, something to pass the time."
"Okay, why don't I start." Donna said with a grin. "Where did you come from?"
"San Diego, California. You?" Hunter said until he was grabbed by shoulders.
"I'm from California too. I'm a Los Angeles girl." Donna screamed, excited. "Do you know what that means?"
"What?"
"That maybe we were meant to be friends. I believe a lot in destiny, you know." Donna smirked as she continued walking. "Just like I know that something great will happen today?"
"How do you know that?" Hunter asked as Donna skipped in front of him.
"Because of my sixth sense." She admitted before falling into the earth in front of the skater. Hunter immediately crouched down to the ground, looking into the hole. Did he just see one of his teammates die? Why couldn't it have been one of the more annoying
people?
"Donna! ARE YOU ALIVE?" He yelled into the hole. "I really hope you aren't dead."
"I'm not dead, Hunter." Her energetic voice echoed from the hole. "My knee does hurt though."
Hunter's face brightened up. "What's down there? Are you okay?"
"Of course I'm okay. I just think I fell into the sewers."
"I'm going to go get help!" Hunter yelled, looking around for a cameraman or something.
"No. Come down here." Donna encouraged him. "If you go get help, Chef will grab you and he won't believe you that I'm down here and I'll probably become a skeleton down here."
"You got a point there." Hunter agreed with the designer. "Well watch out. Here I come!"
He jumped into the hole but instead of landing on his feet, he landed straight on his face.
"I take it, you're not good at landing on your feet?"
Hunter opened his eyes to see Donna looking at him, sideways. Her brown wavy hair falling off the side.
"I guess so." Hunter groaned as Donna helped wipe the dirt off of him, even shaking the dirt out of his hair. "Thanks."
"Anything for the guy that dives into a hole for me." Donna said, bumping into him. "Now I say we follow this tunnel to wherever it'll take us.
"Are you sure Donna?" he questioned her.
"Of course. My sixth sense is tingling."
Confession Cam
Hunter: Hunter had his face resting on his hand, his face seemed to be pondering something important. "I'm trying to understand if Donna really has a sixth sense, or if she's lying. Because if she has a sixth sense, I think it's messed up."
Donna: The brunette was looking around with a huge smile on her face. "I don't really have a sixth sense. But you won't tell Hunter that right?" She looked at the camera seriously.
End of Confessional
"Just great, more mud." Svetlana complained to herself as she maneuvered around the woods by herself. Somehow in the scuffle of people running away from Chef, she'd ended up by herself.
"No I couldn't have used one of those idiots in my team." She cursed herself. "Good going Svetlana, you keep this up and you'll be sure to be at the bottom of the totem pole."
She completely hated this challenge: the clothes were hideous and itchy. She was burning up under the heavy fabric.
Svetlana looked up to see the sun through the thick green leaves. She hadn't see another human being for over an hour. She hadn't even see an animal yet, and these were the woods.
"Why can't Chef just find me already?" She asked herself as she leaned against a tree. "I'd at least be in a cell with somewhere to sit."
Svetlana felt something sliding on her arm. The queen bee started whimpering and started slapping her arms, as if she had ants all over her. When she finally opened her eyes, she saw what was on her arm: a vine.
"Why the hell are there vines in the woods?" She complained, stomping her foot. "I hate this place already."
"You aren't the only one."
Svetlana looked around confused. She hadn't just said that. Was the woods making her go crazy? She really didn't want to end up like Tarzan, she always wanted to be Jane.
"I'm over here." She heard again, but this time she could make out a British accent. In front of her, a handsome teenage boy was smirking at her. His light blue eyes shining even though the sun was barely coming through the leaves. "And you look like you're having a bloody time."
"I hate anything that has to do with me getting dirty." Svetlana complained as she looked down at her shoes. "Have you had any good luck?"
"Well that bloke hasn't gotten me yet." Harper smiled as he stepped closer to her. "So I guess I must be doing something right."
"You know we're not really suppose to be talking right now." Svetlana teased as she walked a bit further from the jock. "What would your team mate think if they saw you talking to a villain?"
"They would probably be pissed off." he said as he followed after her. "But wouldn't the villain's be just as angry."
"Probably worst. They'd call me a traitor or something." Svetlana grinned, her blue eyes meeting his. "But they wouldn't dare because I'd get them kicked off, the moment they annoy me."
"Well I wouldn't want to get on your bad side then,"
"Damn Straight." Svetlana said as she walked beside Harper.
Issac and Chad sat on the steps leading to the Dock of Shame. Geoffrey stood in front of them, with an interesting proposition.
"Gentlemen, I have an offer for the two of you." Geoffrey said as he paced in front of them. "I would like to hire the two of you."
"Hire us?" Chad asked. "Like pay us money?"
"I think that's what it means to hire." Geoffrey pointed out. "And yes, I would like to pay you guys money."
"For what exactly?" Issac asked, leaning back on the steps. "Cause this sounds too good to be true."
"I just want to make sure that things go my way on this island." The preppy boy said with a devious smile. "So if that means voting along with me, or losing a challenge on purpose. You'd pretty much do it."
"I don't really know if I like the sound of that bloke."
"What's not to like?" Issac asked. "All we have to do is vote the same person as him and we'll win sweet cash. I'm in."
"What about you, Chad?" Geoffrey asked, lowering his black aviators to look at the British boy in the eyes. "Are you with us or against us?"
"I guess I'm in but I swear the moment that I smell something fishy, I'm out."
Issac looked at the weird stain on his shirt. "Oh, I think you're talking about the stain. I've tried everything and it still smells like that."
"He wasn't talking about that." Geoffrey said disgusted. "Now put that away, it's making me want to throw up."
"How do you think I feel?" Issac agreed, putting down his arm. "I'm the only that has to walk around with it and I think it's getting bigger."
"I would get that blimey checked up if I was you." Chad said, laughing at Issac's hurt face.
"What are you guys up too?" shrieked a slightly high voice, making the three guys jerk their heads up.
Walking down the steps was Avery, in a baggy, ripped, dirty prisoner outfit. Her brown hair was up in a messy bun and she looked as if she'd gotten into a fight with a grisly bear and she beat it.
"What happened to you?" Geoffrey asked as she walked down the stairs. "You look horrible."
"I just avoided Chef." She said as she plopped down next to Isaac, her nose contouring. "What the hell smells like that?"
"Issac's moldy sweater." Chad said, laughing.
"Don't talk about her like that." Issac hissed. "She can hear you."
"Wait, Avery didn't you just say that you avoided Chef." Geoffrey said, looking at the out of breath girl. "Are you sure that he didn't follow you?"
"Postive, pretty boy." Avery teased. "I ran into a couple of heroes so he's probably chasing them now."
"That's pretty smart gorgeous." Chad winked at her.
Avery stuck her fingers into her throat and pretended to gag. "Now getting back to business, there must be a reason why three completely different people were having a secret meeting?"
"Nothing was happening?" Issac nervously ran his hand through his hand. "It's not like we were talking about eliminations. Maybe we were talking about… how hot some of the girls here are."
"THERE YOU ARE!" boomed a voice as all four of them snap their heads up. It was a mud covered Chef Hatchet. His teeth gritted and his eyes narrowed on Avery. "You're going to pay for making me dirty my vintage police outfit."
"Well I'll catch you guys later." Avery screamed as she ran down the stairs. Issac followed quickly behind her, his moldy sleeve waving in the air.
"Issac! What the hell man!" Chad yelled before being toppled over by a shot from Chef's ice cold water gun.
Geoffrey looked down at his withering teammate. His eyes looking up at Chef's angry eyes, the man pumping his water gun and aiming it at the well dressed teenager.
"I'll take it that I can't give you a twenty to stop you from hitting me with that water?"
"I would gladly take the money, but Chris told me not too. No hard feelings?"
"No hard feelings." Geoffrey said as he put his hands over his face as Chef doused him in ice cold water.
Confessional
Avery: The brunette sat in the booth, with a big grin on her face. "So maybe I didn't exactly escape Chef. Maybe I actually decided to lead Chef to those losers so that they could get eliminated and I could win the challenge for the villains." Avery shrugged. "Or maybe I didn't. Who knows?"
Geoffrey: A completely drenched Geoffrey sat in the confessional. "I swear Chris McLean will pay for this. Look at my hair!" The teenager picked up at wet strand. "Do you know how much product I use? This isn't over! I promise you that!" He fold his arms and scolded like a five year old.
Issac: "What was I suppose to do? Lose just because that dude is paying me?" Issac looked at the camera. "I think not and Shirley told me if I got her wet, she'd make sure that I'd pay." Issac holds up the moldy sleeve, which not is taking up most of the forearm. "That's Shirley and she really does talk." He looked at the mold and back up at the camera. "Save me please." He mouths at the camera.
Harper: "You know she's not half bad." He said with a sly smirk. "Alright so she's a villain but that doesn't mean I can't talk or look at her." He thinks over what he just said. "Okay, so maybe I won't tell the others that I'm talking to her."
End of confessional
Robby considered himself to be in luckiest position any guy would want to find themselves in. He had found himself in the middle of two gorgeous girls and they were lost in the middle of the woods. What more could a teenage guy ask for?
"Are you sure that you know where we're going?" Janelle asked Micah. "I really hope you do because my fans are really looking forward to my face and I doubt there's cameras out here."
"I'm sure we'll find the coast soon and from there, find camp will be a breeze." Micah said with a shrug as she pushed aside a branch. Robby flashed her a handsome smile as he ducked under the branch. Unfortunately she had forgotten about Janelle, so she let go of the branch, only for it to hit her straight in the face. A loud SMACK turned Robby and Micah around.
"Ahhh!" Janelle screamed, holding her nose. "My nose, my perfect nose."
"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean that." Micah said, running back to her fallen team mate. "Are you okay?"
"Please tell me it's not broken." Janelle cried as she tried to touch it but winced at the pain. "Oh my god, I'm going to look like Elephant man."
"I doubt you'll look like that." Robby said, holding up her chin. "Now let me see the damage."
Janelle let go of her nose and showed it off to him. Her nose was purple and it looked like it was going to start swelling. It was not a pretty sight. Robby and Micah at each other, eyes wide open.
"Is it that bad?" The red head's eyes started to water. "Now that Kristen will make fun of me and I'll be the loser of Seattle."
"It doesn't look bad. Not at all." Robby lied. "I think you look beautiful, you just need some ice and it'll be all better."
Janelle just blushed as Robby helped her up. "My head is spinning. Robby, do you think that you can carry me? I'm only ninety-five pounds."
"Sure." Robby said, flashing his winning smile. "We wouldn't want you passing out, would we?"
"No we wouldn't" Micah said, a tinge of annoyance in her voice.
"Oh, you're such a gentleman Robby." Janelle praised the handsome teenager as he held her in his arms. "And you're so buff, do you work out?"
"Captain of my school's football team."
Janelle giggled. "I can already tell that you're going to be one of my favorites."
"Micah, you coming?" Robby asked, looking back at the gorgeous blonde.
The blonde just followed behind the two. Janelle's giggles irking Micah's nerves.
"And down goes two more villains, I guess Geoffrey and Chad couldn't avoid Chef's ice cold blast." Chris's voice blasted throughout the island. "You villains better step it up because do you really want the heroes to win the first challenge?"
"Damn!" Roxanne muttered to herself as she walked around, looking for one of her team mates. She'd take anyone right now, even that idiot Issac. She walked around the campground, cause she knew it'd be the safest place to be.
Why would you ask? Because everyone else is out in woods so this would be the last place Chef would look for anyone.
"He told me off!" She heard a voice coming from the steps of the mess hall. "Me? No one tells Vander LaPlante off."
"Why are you talking to yourself?" Roxanne asked in a creepy older lady voice. "Instead of acting crazy, go get Granny some Prune juice."
"Prune juice? Why would you want Prune juice?" Vander asked, looking around. Roxanne had to hold her mouth to stop herself from bursting out in laughs.
"Because Granny needs to take a piss."
Van rolled his eyes. "You can come out now Roxanne."
Roxanne came around the front of the Mess hall where the blue eyed boy was sitting, depressed. "What's wrong fairy princess?"
"That boy James told me off." Vander said shaking his head. "All because I was making fun of that girl who dresses like Nancy Drew. It's not my fault, she's an easy target."
"And you think you didn't deserve to be told off?" Roxanne asked, an eyebrow raised.
"No…" Van thought before rolling his eyes. "Okay, I deserved it. It's just that no one has ever told me off like that before."
"Well there's always a first for everything." Roxanne insisted as she looked through the dirty Mess Hall windows. The place was cleared, she didn't see any red lasers or medieval devices.
"And you know what's the funny part." Van said walking up the Mess hall steps. "I found that kind of hot."
"That's kind of kinky, you know."
"What? He was hot when he was angry." Van bit his lip. "I wonder if he's single."
"And gay?"
"Yeah, that's too." Van agreed, looking at his team mate with curiosity. "What are you up too?"
"Are you up for a little mischief?" Roxanne said as she pulled out a bobby pin out of her hair and stuck it in the lock. She shook it a little bit and the lock sprung open. "Are you in or out?"
"You know dying wasn't one of the things I wanted to do today."
"But wouldn't it take your mind away from the hot guy that told you off" Roxanne smile, batting her eyes like a little girl.
"I guess, but if we go down its your fault."
"Of course." Roxanne said grabbing his hand and running into the Mess Hall.
Confessional
Micah: "I know it's my fault. I broke her nose and everything but why does she have to act so helpless?" Micah asked herself. "It's like she's all over Robby. I don't like that's a really cute look on a girl."
Janelle: "Oh my god! Isn't he so handsome?" Janelle asked, her eyes twinkling. "And he carried me! Me! I swear he must think I'm hot." Janelle winked at the camera. "But don't worry Micah, I'll definitely help find you someone. What about Adger?"
Roxanne: Roxanne's eyebrows were raised. "Operation Sticky Fingers is underway. Now I have an accomplice, so I can't really get in that much trouble. There must be a reason why Chef is so uptight about his kitchen and I will find out."
End of Confessional
Isla and Gary sat in the sand on Wawanakwa beach. They watched the crystal blue water hit the shore. It was better than running around on a hot day, like a chicken with it's head cut off.
"I wonder what our other teammates are up too?" Gary asked as he laid back in the sun. His shirt was rolled up, showing off his well defined arms.
"Dude, I don't know but there like probably fighting with the villains right now." Isla said as she grinned at Gary. "That's why we're going to sit back and relax."
"Are you sure that this is a good strategy?"
"Isn't Chef running all over the island?"
"Yeah?"
"So that means he won't have time to search the beaches." Isla said, lowering his sunglasses. "Now I wish I had my board, those waves are so sweet."
"I always wanted to learn how to surfboard," Gary said with a big grin. "Then I'll really have my Matthew McConaughey impression."
"You know I met him once and he really does act like that."
"Drums and all?" Gary asked.
"Drums and all." Isla repeated. "But he's a pretty chill dude."
"Ahhhh! They heard screaming from behind them and running towards the ocean was Effy, Adger and Astrid, all surround by bees. Their three teammates running into the water.
Gary and Isla ran towards where they were being washed up onto shore. Effy was gasping for air. Adger and Astrid shaking the water off of them.
"Are you guys okay?" Gary asked as he helped Effy up.
"Dude, why was an army of bees chasing you guys?" Isla asked as she ruffled Adger floppy wet hair.
"Why don't you ask Astrid?" Effy gasped as she poured water out of her headphones.
"Okay, how was I suppose to know that there was a hive up there?" Astrid shrugged. "But I will find that leprechaun!"
"Leprechaun?" Isla asked, looking at Effy and Adger.
"Don't ask." Adger mumbled before his eyes grew wide. "Um, we should go."
"What?" Astrid asked him. "Speak up Adger."
"Chef!" The tall teen yelled before running away from the others. They all looked towards the far end of the beach where Chef was stomping towards them, water blasting towards them.
That's it. I hope you guys enjoyed it. Now I'm sorry for the wait time but school was getting hectic so I had to step away from the story for a bit. But here's a brand new review.
I hope you guys enjoy the challenge. Panda Reaper, thank you for the challenge idea. Now there's a bunch of cliffhangers but I left them like that because the next chapter will be a good juicy one.
Also you guys probably saw that one review and I have to say thank you to whoever wrote it, because that person made me want to write more of the story and actually give you guys a better story. So thank you mysterious person.
Oh and I really hope I did your characters justice but remember that I'm just starting so if anything's bumpy, please forgive.
Until next time, my fellow writers.