The contestants will be Beth, Geoff, Gwen, Heather, Lindsay, LeShawna, Noah, Cody, Katie, Justin, and Owen on the Screaming Gophers. Bridgette, Harold, Trent, Sadie, Duncan, Courtney, Tyler, Ezekiel, Eva, Izzy, and DJ will be on the Killer Bass.
(Gopher girls' cabin)
Lindsay was panicking.
"Okay, this is so way beyond bad."
She held up an empty tube.
"I'm out of fake tanner already!"
Gwen, who had just walked in, spoke with a voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Whoa, that's tragic, Lindsay."
Lindsay was oblivious.
"Now I have to actually, like, suntan in the sun. Do you realize how shriveled and wrinkly that can make your skin?"
Gwen licked her hand and used it to flatten her hair down.
Lindsay lifted the flattened part and looked at the skin.
"Oh, you totally do."
Outside, a horn blew, sending a seagull flying out of the nest it had built inside it.
Chris's voice could be heard over a speaker.
"All right, campers, enough beauty sleep. Time to show us what you're made of!"
[Skip]
(Stage in the middle of the camp)
Lindsay was excited.
"Are we gonna see a musical? I love musicals, especially the ones with singing and dancing."
Geoff waved Gwen over, patting the spot on the left next to him on the bleachers.
"Gwen, saved you a seat."
She smiled and sat down.
"Thanks."
Heather glanced at them, being the first to notice the obvious feelings between them. Then, she watched as Lindsay blew a kiss to Justin, who pretended to catch it and winked. Lindsay noticed Heather watching and played innocent, Heather just glared then flipped her hair, smacking Lindsay in the face, who spit then looked at the long strand of hair she pulled off her tongue.
(Confessional)
Heather: What is with all this romance crap, not good for my alliance.
(Static)
"Lindsay it's decided you can't date Justin."
"What why not?"
"Alliance members can't date anyone until the alliance is over."
"Aw come on!"
"Nope, or do you want to be kicked out."
Lindsay let out a sigh, "I'll stay."
"Good."
Chris spoke up on stage.
"Welcome to our brand-new, deluxe, state-of-the-art outdoor amphitheater! Okay, this week's challenge is a summer camp favorite-a talent contest!"
Owen jumped up, excited.
"Yes, awesome!"
"Each team has eight hours to pick their three most talented campers."
Harold and DJ bumped fists.
"These three will represent them in the show tonight. Sing, dance, juggle. Anything goes as long as it's legal."
He made sure Duncan understood this.
"You'll be judged by our resident talent scout-former D.J., V.J., and rap legend, Grand Master Chef, who will show his approval via the 'Chef-o-meter'."
A meter appeared above Chris, then disappeared, freaking out many of the teens.
"The Team that loses will send one camper home tonight. Good luck!"
With that said, he left.
[Skip]
Heather blew a whistle to get her team's attention.
"Okay, I'm the team captain, so here's how it's going to work."
Gwen interrupted her.
"Wait. Who said you were team captain?"
Lindsay answered.
"She did, just now!"
"Lindsay, Beth, and I took a vote, and I won."
Gwen rolled her eyes.
"Threatening them into voting for you isn't exactly democratic."
Geoff walked up to her.
"Hey, snagged you an extra muffin."
She smiled shyly, hiding the book she was holding behind her back.
Heather gave a calculating gaze, then spoke with fake kindness.
"Geoff, you're cool with me leading this project, aren't you?"
He shrugged.
"Sure, go for it."
She smiled.
"Good! Beth, Lindsay, and I will be the judges."
Gwen walked towards the cabin.
"Sigh Whatever."
Heather smirked.
"Good now let's begin."
The sound of Owen clearing his throat grabbed his attention.
[Belching]
"A-b-c-d-e-f-g-h-I-j-k-l-m-n-o-p-q-r-s-t-u-v-w-x-y-zzzz!"
All the guys cheered.
"Yes!"
Geoff ran up and slapped five with Owen.
"That was excellent, man."
Heather huffed.
"Well, you're not going to do that in this contest. That's disgusting!"
Cody grinned, placing his arm on Owen's shoulder.
"Do you know how hard it is to burp the entire alphabet in one go?"
Owen bent over.
"I can also toot Beethoven's Fifth."
All the girls panicked, and Noah backed away.
"No! Ew, Owen."
Heather noticed Gwen walking away.
"Where are you going?"
"Anywhere that's not here."
[Skip]
Heather was dressed in a tutu, dancing ballet to classical music.
Everyone clapped.
"Thank you!"
She looked at Lindsay and Beth and cleared her throat.
Lindsay answered.
"Oh! I vote for Heather to be in the contest."
Beth nodded.
"I second that!"
Heather played it off.
"Guys, that's so sweet! Okay, so I guess I'm in. Why doesn't everyone take five."
Before Lindsay could leave, Heather grabbed her arm.
"I need you to do something. Can you keep a secret?"
"Oh, my gosh, definitely. 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 stopped and looked at the camera.
"Oops. Sorry, Paula."
Heather handed her a walkie-talkie.
"Gwen's up to something serious. I want you to follow her and report back to me."
[A while later]
Lindsay was watching Gwen write, through a pair of binoculars.
"Serious? Yeah, seriously boring."
Looking around, she spotted Justin walking, going for a swim. She zoomed in on his butt.
"Ooh. That's not boring."
[Skip]
(Bathroom)
Heather's voice could be heard over the radio.
"Lindsay come in. What did you find out? Over."
She was to busy making-out with Justin to speak.
"Lindsay, where are you?!"
Justin handed her the radio.
"Uh, on my way back! Under!"
[Skip]
It was Beth's turn to audition, she was currently twirling fire batons. Lindsay, Heather and LeShawna, who were sitting on the bench to her right, backed away as a baton came close to them, Heather voicing everyone's thoughts.
"Are you sure this is safe?"
"It's okay. I've been practicing!"
She threw them both up in the air, and they both came spinning back down.
Everyone panicked, including Beth.
"Run!"
After everybody escaped, they hit the ground, leaving a smoking crater right where Beth had been a moment earlier.
"I kinda missed the 'catching' class."
They all looked at the hole, then Noah glanced next to the building they were in front of.
"Uh, guys, the bush is on fire."
Sure enough, it was.
Suddenly, Justin stepped out, wearing sunglasses and holding a fire extinguisher, and skillfully put it out. LeShawna gave him a water bottle, he then proceeded to rip off his shirt, then drank, allowing a single drop to hit his chest where it then evaporated on contact.
All the girls including Heather, and for some reason Owen, were about ready to faint.
"Okay, so I think it's me, Geoff, and Justin. Any objections?"
Everyone shook their heads no.
Gwen walked up next to Geoff, then glanced at the singed hole in the ground.
"I won't even ask."
She stepped over it and made her way into the girls cabin. When she exited, she was wearing a black two-piece bathing suit and carrying a towel.
"Well, I'm going for a swim."
Geoff put down his skateboard and stood up from the bench.
"Gwen, wait up. I'll come with you."
She smiled.
"Sure."
As they left towards the guys cabin, Lindsay made to leave too, until Heather stopped her.
"You stay here. We've got a diary to find."
[A few minutes later]
"You stand guard. And remember, if you see Gwen coming, warn me!"
Lindsay saluted.
"Okay!"
(Docks)
Geoff and Gwen sat on the dock relaxing.
Gwen broke the silence.
"Sigh Sometimes I just need to get away from everyone here, you know? I mean, it's like they're all driving me crazy."
She blushed while looking at Geoff.
"Well, almost all of them."
"Well I know what'll loosen you up." Geoff said standing up and picking up Gwen in his arms.
She started laughing realizing what he was gonna do, "Don't you dare! Geoff I'm warning you!"
"Cowabunga!" He shouted jumping into the lake.
[Skip]
Chris spoke on stage.
"It's the 'T.D.I.' talent extravaganza! 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 is Justin!"
Justin did some modeling and the water dumping bit from Flash Dance.
Everyone cheered.
(C.C.)
Owen: There are two syllables for hot-"jus" and "tin." Man, that guy's just so hot I could kiss him! (Realizes what he just said) Because he's a good teammate! D'oh! Why'd I say that?!
(End static)
Chris walked up next to Justin.
"Okay, I don't know what that was, but dang you've got some moves, dude!"
The Chef-o-meter showed 6 out of 9 bars.
"First up for the Killer Bass-Make some noise for the big guy, DJ!"
He did his ribbon dancing, got tied up and fell, then stood up, grinning nervously.
"Dainty and yet masculine! Let's see what Grand Master Chef thinks."
2 out of 9
"Not much."
DJ walked away ashamed.
"So with two down and four acts to go, it's the Screaming Gophers screaming ahead."
Trent went next earning points for the Killer Bass, as Geoff showed off some skateboard routines and Courtney performed her violin.
"The Killer Bass are in the lead, let's see if the Gophers can catch up. So without further delay, here she is for the leaders, Heather."
She sat down in a chair in her ballet outfit, her hands behind her back.
"Originally, I was going to dance for you, but instead I want to celebrate team spirit with a collaboration."
She pulled out Gwen's diary.
Gwen's eyes widened.
"She wouldn't."
Then winced as she did.
"So with words by Gwen, performance by me, enjoy!"
She cleared her throat.
"Okay, so usually he wouldn't be my type, but he's just so cute. If they had custom-ordered a guy to be a distraction for me here, it would have been Geoff."
Most gasped, surprised by this revelation. Geoff blinked in shocked and turned to look at Gwen.
"We just totally connect. He's one of only a few people I can relate to here, and I know it's strange, but I love a guy who's friendly and funny. I mean he's the total opposite of me but I guess opposites really do attract."
A few tears rolled down Gwen's face, then she got up and ran.
Heather smirked as this happened, closing the book.
"Thank you!"
Courtney gasped in shock, "That was so mean."
Bridgette nodded in agreement, "I know right."
[Skip]
Chris smirked.
"And as for the Screaming Gophers, pick your favorite loser, and I'll see you at the bonfire."
(C.C.)
LeShawna: I'm voting for Heather, that bitch is going down!
Heather: People thought I was mean to Gwen. Whatever! All I needed was four votes against Justin. Lindsay,and Beth were easy. Noah was somewhat of a challenge. And Owen, piece of cake!
Owen: (Laughs while eating a large slice of cake) Piece of cake!
(End static)
"Kudos to you all for an incredible night of entertainment-music, drama, barfing!"
Everybody who had one was eating their marshmallow.
"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."
Heather rolled her eyes.
"Oh, please, just give me my marshmallow already."
"Justin, I personally think this is very wrong, but tonight hotness just wasn't enough. The last marshmallow goes to. . . Heather."
Gwen, Geoff, Cody, and LeShawna were royally pissed, while the others looked at them nervously.
"Time to catch the boat of losers, bra."
Heather sneered.
"Later, bra!"
"Wait!" Lindsay shouted chasing after him and pulled him into a long kiss.
The two of them would've started making out right there had Chef not pulled him away to the boat.
(Confessional)
Gwen: If that evil little cow thinks she's getting away with this, she has another thing coming."
(End static)
Gwen walked up to a cabin and knocked on the door, Harold answering.
"Did you say you brought a red ant farm with you?"
He nodded.
"Yes."
[Skip]
Heather came screaming out of her cabin in her pajamas, covered in red ants.
Gwen was laying in bed, laughing.
"Sweet dreams, everyone."
(End Credits)