A/N: Alright everyone remember how I said it might be a while before I decide to update again? Well, scratch that because of DramaRose13 who totally helped me out with the idea for this chapter because...E is a veryyyy tricky letter. Haha, again thanks a bunch to DramaRose13 cause I'd still be racking my brain for ideas on this chapter. Sooo, R&R and enjoy! :)

~ApPeAl2rEaSoN

Elimination

(LeShawna's POV)

"Welcome to Playa Des Losers!" Chris said excitedly.

"'Playa Des What?" I asked completely shocked.

"Losers. You know like, lose, lost, not in the competition anymore, no $100,000 for you. Do I need to go on?"

"What? But why? We didn't even have a challenge today!"

"Yeeaahh, well, you see we kinda had a thing here, aaaand the losers voted you off."

"What?" I screamed enraged that the people here some who were even my friends voted me to lose! I mean, why wouldn't they vote that cow Heather off, or even that pain in the ass Duncan, but me? How could they.

"Yeah...I know this might be a shock to you, but it was unanimous. You racked up nineteen votes."

"Nineteen? But Chris, there's only seventeen people here besides me!"

He cringed. "Well, even a parrot voted for you...twice."

"Say what? Y'all let a bird vote me off?"

"Well, why not? I mean either way you recived a vote from every other camper."

"Ooooooooh, when I get my hands on those...those no good, back stabbing, low life traitors they gonna wish they nevah met 'lil ole LeShawna!" I shouted grabbing my bags and stomping off the dock hearing Chris snicker behind me. "You got something to say to my face skinny boy?"

"Who, me? Nawh, but if you do decide to kill anyone can you wait until tomorrow? Cause I would love to get that on tape! Oh, and uh, here." He said handing me a key.

"Yeah, whatever." I said snatching it form his hands and grouchily walking off towards the huge, glamorous hotel that stood behind me. I walked through the large slide open glass doors, and stared in awe at how nice this place was. It defiantly made Camp Wawanakwa look like a sack of dog shit. I walked into the elevator to be greeted with one of the most annoying songs ever. Dear mom and dad I'm doing fine. You guy are on my mind. You asked me what I wanted to be, and now I think the answer is plain to see! I wanna beeeee famous!

I breathed in a deep sigh once the elevator doors opened up. "Praise the lord." I huffed as I picked my luggage up once again, and proceeded out of the elevator and into the hall. I looked down at my key which read: G9, which meant I was on the farthest end of the hall. As I passed each room I glanced at the names engraved on the door. Eva traitor, Katie traitor, Izzy traitor, Beth traitor, Sadie traitor, Courtney traitor, Bridgette traitor, Lindsay dumb traitor, which eventually lead to my door. My name painted on it with golden letters that were pretty ghetto and cheesy, but it did make me feel pretty famous.

I opened my door, and dropped all my bags on to the ground once my eyes got a great view of my room. There was a large king sized bed in the middle of it with the most detailed looking embroidery on the sheets, a large plasma screen television across from it, a mini fridge already packed with food, a walk in closet, large glass windows that had a amazing view of the pool deck, and best of all my own bathroom with a sink, shower, toilet you name it and it was there!

I slowly walked into the room and sat down on the cozy bed. Okay, maybe I would actually like this place...I mean it sure beatstaying at that miserable camp with Chris and Chef. A matter of fact...I think this is the nicest place I've ever been to...I guess I could forgive the others here who voted me off. Hell, maybe tomorrow I'll even thank them.

A/N: Letter F here I come...haha. Review please and thanks a bunch.