Fear not everyone! That chapter was not the end and I intend this story to go on for quite a while. I don't want to give anything away so I won't say if there will be a happy ending or not but I have a few twists planned so please keep reading! As always, I hope you enjoy this chapter!

No one really seemed that surprised to see Courtney show up at Playa des Losers that night. They greeted her coolly and then went back to their own business. Courtney was actually a little offended that they weren't more welcoming, but as she surveyed the people who she'd have to spend the next few weeks with, she realised she didn't like any of them anyway.

"You get to choose your own room," Beth told her as Courtney walked in the front door. That was about all anyone said to her that night, and she didn't bother trying to make conversation with any of them.

She sighed as she dragged her suitcase up to the second floor and pushed the door open to an empty room. She supposed this room was as good as any. She didn't bother turning any of the lights on, she just dropped her suitcase on the ground and threw herself onto the king size bed. She sunk into the comfortable mattress and closed her eyes. As annoyed as she was that she had been eliminated, she had to admit this place was nice. She'd barely seen any of it yet but it looked pretty fancy. It was a small consolation for losing out on a hundred thousand dollars.

She was too tired to be angry tonight though, and it wasn't long until she was asleep, still wearing her clothes and shoes.

She woke up the next day, not having a clue what time it was. It was completely dark in her room, thanks to the heavy curtains that covered the windows. She sat up groggily, forgetting for a moment where she was and what had happened. Then it all came flooding back to her and she felt a fresh surge of anger at the injustice of it all.

Somehow in the course of the competition she'd found her soulmate, actually made a friend (or two), had more fun than she'd had in her life and felt like she was on top of the world, only to have it all snatched from her in a matter of seconds. And she hadn't seen it coming at all. If this was an intentional blindside from the rest of her team, then they'd really gotten her good. But Duncan had seemed sincere when he said he hadn't voted for her. So what had gone wrong then?

Her stomach flipped over when she thought about Duncan. She really wanted him to win the competition, but at the same time she couldn't wait to see him again. In the mean time she may as well enjoy this resort. She slipped out of bed and walked over to the window and pulled oped the curtains, letting the light stream inside, almost blinding her. The window in fact turned out to be a door out to a balcony, which she opened and stepped out.

She breathed in the fresh sea air and looked down over the pool area, where Ezekiel, Katie and Sadie were already relaxing. They weren't exactly her favourite people, but the sun was beating down on her face and the water looked inviting, so she decided to join them. She slipped into her bathing suit and glanced at herself in the mirror. The green lines on her chest were visible while she was wearing her bathing suit, swirling up over her collar bone like vines. She touched them cautiously, still slightly in disbelief that it had even happened. She smiled to herself, glad she'd finally let her guard down for someone.

She remembered Sadie telling her that it was supposed to hurt when you were away from your soulmate, but Courtney couldn't feel any pain yet, and she wondered if Sadie had been lying. Courtney shook her head slightly before exiting her room and walking downstairs.

"Hey Courtney," Cody greeted her as he came out of what appeared to be the dining room, as he was carrying a piece of toast. He was still heavily bandaged in some places but he no longer needed a wheelchair.

"Hi," Courtney replied warily, wondering why Cody was talking to her. She was pretty sure they'd never spoken before.

"Everyone's going to want to hear about how you got eliminated," he told her as they walked outside to the pool area.

"No one seemed to care last night," Courtney pointed out.

"Yeah, apparently Eva instated a rule where you aren't allowed to ask people about their elimination until the next day. Ezekiel said she nearly killed him that first night," Cody informed her.

"I guess that makes sense," Courtney replied.

"Yeah," Cody nodded. "Hey," his eyes widened, finally noticing her soulmate mark, "have they always been that colour?" he asked. Courtney shook her head. "I'm guessing they'll want to know about that too," he chuckled. At that moment Courtney felt someone shove past her roughly and she looked up to see Eva glaring at her. Courtney gulped. She hadn't exactly been looking forward to seeing her eliminated teammates, and for good reason it seemed.

"Watch where you're going, traitor," Eva spat. From Ezekiel to Sadie, Courtney had voted for all of them and it seemed like Eva wasn't one to let things go easily. Courtney could hardly blame her, as soon as she found out who voted for her she was going to have their heads.

"Nice to see you too, Eva," Courtney said calmly.

"Whatever," Eva stormed off to sit by the pool bar. Courtney rolled her eyes and went to sit by the pool. According to Cody, everyone was going to want to hear about her elimination eventually, but if they wanted to know then they could ask her. She wasn't about to offer up the information.

But as it turned out it didn't take long for them to come and ask her. Katie and Sadie settled into a pool lounger next to her, and Courtney eyed them cautiously. Had they forgiven her for yelling at them and getting them eliminated? After all, she was the one who had each time demanded that they be the ones to go. But then again, they didn't know that.

Courtney couldn't help but notice now that both the girls marks had now turned pink, where before they had been black.

"Your marks…" Courtney noted.

"Oh yeah," Sadie nodded. "We missed each other so much that when we were reunited the first thing we did was kiss. I don't know why we waited so long to do it!"

"It turns out it hurts less to be away from them if your marks are already coloured as well," Katie informed Courtney. Well, that explained Courtney's lack of pain from her separation from Duncan. She looked around at the other eliminated contestants. Noah and Cody had claimed pool loungers near her as well. Izzy and Beth bobbed in the pool, holding onto the edge, while Justin sat on the edge, dangling his legs into the water. Eva, Ezekiel and Tyler sat by the pool bar, still within earshot. Even if they hated her, they were still interested to find out what had been going on at Camp Wawanakwa for the past week.

Tyler, Sadie and Katie were the only ones whose marks were coloured, and Cody was the only other one who actually had a mark.

"Does yours hurt?" Courtney asked him. Cody nodded.

"It's weird though. It's been hurting since the moment I got it, when I first stepped onto the island. Even though she was right in front of me," Cody sighed.

"Do you know who it is then?" Courtney asked. There was a collective groan from everyone around her and she guessed that they'd heard this story one too many times.

"Oh yeah," Cody nodded, ignoring the reaction of the others. "It's definitely Gwen." Courtney looked at him disbelievingly. It seemed pretty obvious to her that Gwen was into Trent. She didn't pay all that much attention to Gwen, but everyone on the island could tell she had a huge crush on Trent. Surely Cody could see it too? She said as much to him.

"Oh I know she likes Trent," Cody nodded, "but I still know she's my soulmate. She just doesn't know it yet. She'll figure it out when she kisses Trent and her marks don't turn to colour," Cody said positively.

"If you say so…" Courtney said. What did she care if Cody wanted to pine after some girl who didn't want him back?

"Okay, Courtney," Beth interrupted. "It's time for you to tell us about your elimination and the challenge," she lisped.

"And why your marks are green now," Katie giggled. Courtney sighed and began to tell them about how Chef took over the challenge, and how they had horrible food and barely slept and that Gwen had won the challenge for the Gophers.

"That's my girl," Cody sighed. Courtney grimaced. Cody's obsession with Gwen was more than a little disturbing.

"Anyway, then I guess my team voted me off, even though we had all agreed it would be Harold, seeing as how Duncan…" Courtney trailed off, embarrassed. She didn't really want to talk about her relationship with Duncan with these people. None of whom she liked, and she was pretty sure none of them liked her either.

"Duncan, huh?" Cody mused, guessing what the end of her sentence was going to be. "That explains the green," he chuckled.

"Well, anyway. That's it," she shrugged.

"Justin, I'm going to work out before my mandatory anger management class, are you coming?" Eva yelled at Justin.

"Sure," Justin nodded. "See you later, babe," Justin leant down and gave Izzy a kiss. Courtney stared at them in bewilderment. That was unexpected.

"I think I'll join you guys," Tyler said, standing up to follow Justin and Eva. "I've gotta work on my guns." The three of them wandered off to the gym. Katie and Sadie were quick to follow, giggling the whole time about how hot Justin was.

"Hey homies, who wants to play volleyball, yo?" Ezekiel offered. Everyone ignored him so he just went and sat in the spa. Beth, Cody and Izzy delved into a conversation about who was the most likely to win the hundred thousand. It sounded like a conversation they'd had many times.

"Welcome to paradise," Noah muttered to her as he stood up and walked inside. Courtney sighed. Alone again. She wished Duncan was there with her. Or even Bridgette. She wasn't the kind of person who had ever really needed companionship, she'd always felt she was better off alone. But now things had changed, and she wanted somebody to talk to. But she knew no one here liked her, even if most of them had been civil to her for twenty minutes while she updated them on the competition. She would just have to wait until someone she liked was eliminated.

When Harold stepped off the boat two nights later, Courtney was half disappointed and half relieved. She was so sick of the people around her, none of them could hold a decent conversation. She'd tried talking to Cody and Beth, but they were so optimistic all the time, it was very tiring. Then she'd tried talking to Noah, figuring he might actually be intelligent and not annoying, but he could only talk about himself. She didn't even bother with the rest of them. They were all so… idiotic. She was sure there was probably one brain cell between the lot of them. And now Harold had arrived to add to the utter madhouse this place already was.

As per Eva's rule, no one asked Harold about the challenge or his elimination that night, thought everyone was intrigued as to why the first thing he said when he got off the boat was "boobies" dreamily.

The next day, Harold informed them all about the extreme sports challenge, and how the Bass had lost after Geoff had been thrown into a pile of socks by a moose, Harold himself had lost concentration momentarily and Duncan had failed to stop Lindsay from winning the challenge.

"And we have to ask," Beth said after Harold had told his tale. "Your marks… were they always orange?" Everyone turned their attention to the jagged lines on Harold's chest. The shape almost looked a bit like a star.

"Ahh, no," Harold sighed nostalgically. "That happened when I was kissed by my fair Leshawna!"

"Leshawna?" Sadie shrieked in surprise.

"But Leshawna didn't have any marks…" Beth remembered.

"Alas," Harold said sadly. "But I will not give up hope!"

"You mean it's true?" Courtney burst out, remembering the myth Bridgette had told her a few weeks ago. Only now it seemed like it wasn't a myth. "There are people whose soulmate doesn't match?" Harold nodded but he never looked at her. Come to think of it, he'd been avoiding her gaze all day.

"I think I'm going to take a nap," Harold decided and abruptly stood up to go inside. Everyone else had already lost interest in him anyway. Courtney, however, wanted to talk to him further. Well, she didn't really want to talk to him, but she wanted to ask about Duncan and Harold was the person who had seen him the most recently.

She caught up with him just as he stepped into the elevator. His eyes widened when he saw her and he hurriedly pressed the close doors button, but she was too quick and she managed to slip inside.

"Harold," Courtney greeted him.

"Courtney," Harold gulped, still not meeting Courtney's eyes. She narrowed her eyes at him, but of course he didn't notice.

"How's Duncan? Did he say anything about me?" she asked, ignoring Harold's weird behaviour.

"He's fine I guess," Harold shrugs. "He doesn't talk to me." He continued to stare anywhere but at Courtney.

"Harold what is going on?" Courtney asked suspiciously.

"Nothing," Harold said nervously. Courtney pursed her lips at him, sure there was something he wasn't telling her. He risked a glance at her then, before quickly turning away again.

"What?" Courtney snapped causing Harold to flinch.

"Your marks are green," he noted.

"So what?" Courtney said flippantly. She was really getting tired of this.

"I didn't realise, I'm sorry," Harold whispered.

"What are you sorry about?" Courtney scowled. Seriously, what was he going on about? Was it something to do with Duncan? The elevator stopped then and the doors opened. Harold made to leave but Courtney grabbed him by the wrist. "You aren't going anywhere until you tell what is going on," she hissed.

"Well…" he said slowly. He brought his eyes up to meet hers finally. "Don't be mad… but your elimination… well it was kinda my fault," Harold gulped, bracing himself for Courtney's wrath.

"Your fault how?" she narrowed her eyes. She knew he'd probably voted for her, but she didn't see how one vote made it his fault.

"I… swapped the votes," Harold said quickly.

"YOU WHAT?!" Courtney shrieked. Harold managed to slip from her grasp and out of the elevator. Courtney followed him out of the elevator but didn't chase him down the hall. "YOU BETTER RUN!" she screamed after him. "BECAUSE IF I GET MY HANDS ON YOU, YOU ARE SO DEAD, HAROLD MCGRADY!"

In the meantime, she was so getting in contact with her lawyers.