Chapter 11: Bob Gnarly

As the jumbo jet flew to its next destination, Lindsay and Bridgette were relaxing and getting facials in first class. "Is it just me, or does winning totally rock?", Lindsay asked. Bridgette nodded. "Totally. Team Victory is on a roll, and at this rate, I might make it to the finals again!" She pulled a cucumber off her eye and ate it.

Meanwhile, the other teams were stuck in economy class. The ceiling was leaking, and water droplets dripped down onto the teens. "Economy class can kiss my aching butt", Heather said. Courtney rolled her eyes. "At least we haven't had an elimination yet." "We almost did. But then Chris decided not to send the loser home, remember?" Izzy stuck her tongue out and caught some falling droplets. "Mmm, rusty!" Noah stared at Izzy and raised an eyebrow. "Why on earth are you doing that?" Izzy giggled. "We're not on earth, silly, we're in a plane!" Noah facepalmed. "Nuttier than a ten pound bag of pecans..."

Chris turned on the intercom. "Attention, passengers", he said. Then he screamed. The plane started falling rapidly. The contestants, especially Owen, joined Chris in screaming. Izzy ran to the elimination room and grabbed a parachute. Owen ran after her. "Hey, where are you going!", he asked. "This is NOT the way I wanna die!", Izzy shouted. She put the parachute and opened the door. She jumped out and opened her parachute. Owen was pulled out by an air current, and they and fell to the beach below. Izzy landed on Owen. "Perfect landing. Not even a scratch."

The plane fell on top of them. The remaining teens climbed out of it, followed by Chef and Chris. "Two airports on an island the size of a postage stamp, and he misses both. But somehow, it's my fault", Chris said. He glared at Chef, and Chef glared back. "You blew our money for the season on your part of the plane!", Chef told him. "Chris, Izzy and Owen need help!", Courtney yelled.

Confession Cam: Owen

"Ah, no biggie! Just a concussion. Can you parents my phone and worry them not to tell Santa?"

An ambulance drove onto the beach. It drove away after the paramedics got Owen and Izzy into the back of it, and Chris went to the other contestants. "Izzy and Owen are gonna be fine. Thanks to travel insurance, they're gonna get all the help they'll need." "What about the rest of us?", Gwen asked. Chris scratched his chin. "Well, we're out of gas, plane's busted, and we're broke. But, the show must go on! We can't waste any of this footage! Think of the hits we'll get on Cliptube!" "Where are we, anyway?", Tyler asked. "Jamaica, man! We were supposed to land in Ochos Rios, but since somebody for got how to fly, we'll have to do the challenges here instead, and fast, before whoever owns this dump shows up and asks for a location fee." "Didn't you guys budget for the whole season?", Noah asked. "Some things cost more than expected. Airplane ready hot tubs don't grow on trees, you know." "You must have an emergency fund!", Heather said. "Spent it on our last fuel-up." "Which went sooo well", Noah said sarcastically. Chris and Chef walked away. "Grab your board shorts and meet me at the waterfall", Chris said.

The teams followed Chris and found him atop a waterfall, wearing an odd outfit. Noah laughed. "Pretty blouse!", he said. "It's a dashiki, man", Chris told him. Bridgette giggled. "Yeah, a woman's dashiki." "What!" "Can we get to the challenge please?", Courtney asked. Chris nodded. "I like to call our first challenge the treasure hunt of death! We were supposed to do this at Dan's river falls, but this much more dangerous waterfall will have to do." Bridgette smirked. "A water challenge? Perfect." "Your challenge begins with a dive off beautiful Wherever We Are falls, into the lagoon far below. "Which is full of what, sharks?", Noah asked. "Nope." The contestants sighed with relief. "Electric eels AND sharks!" The contestants groaned. "Players must make tag team dives into the infested waters for as long as you can hold your breath to search the lagoon floor for pirate treasure, AKA the gold chains Chef always wears on karaoke night. First team to bring me the treasure wins a major advantage in the next challenge. So, good luck, especially to Team I am Super Duper Mega Whopper Hot and Team Amazon. You each have a team member out of commission, so you'll have to work extra hard to make up for their absences and keep up with Bridgette." Noah smiled. "No problem! Tyler, it's your lucky day. You get to do all the dives!" Tyler cheered. "Yeah! Wait..."

Confession Cam: Sierra

"Noah's smarter than I thought. Or maybe Tyler's dumber than I thought... either way, I'm glad we have Noah on our team, he's a good leader."

Tyler walked up to the edge of the cliff. "Yeah, let's do this!", he said. Cody and Bridgette walked up as well. "I've got in in the bag", Cody said. Bridgette just rolled her eyes and prepared to dive. Chris counted down. "Three, two, one, go!" The three teens dove into the water. Cody landed and got beat up by a shark. Bridgette and Tyler went under, but Tyler was having some trouble.

Confession Cam: Tyler

"I don't see well under water. I guess it's a trade off for my super strong fingers. Considering I can bench press eighty pounds with my pinkie, that seems fair enough."

While Cody went to tag one of his teammates, Tyler surfaced. "Woohoo! I got the chains!" He raised his arm and held up and electric eel. "Oh no..." The eel zapped him. Then, Bridgette surfaced and ran up the hill to Lindsay. "I saw the chains! I can get them on the next dive, so hurry and do yours!" She tagged Lindsay and Cody tagged Gwen. The girls jumped off the cliff, while Tyler ran up and then dove again. Tyler found a tire, while Gwen found a swarm of electric eels. Bridgette went under, and when she came back up she was holding the gold chains. "I did it!" "Team Victory wins round one!", Chris announced. Bridgette and Lindsay cheered. "Now we just need to get Gwen to the hospital with the others... Chef?" Chef grumbled and dove to get Gwen.

While Chef got Gwen, Chris led the rest of the contestants down the hill. "Okay, Team Victory. As the winners of the first challenge, you also win this advantage for challenge number two", he said. He pulled out a pair of helmets and threw them to the girls. Heather glared at him. "Helmets! Oh great, NOW what?" "Just a little something I like to call the bobsled of death! Turn around, guys!" The teens turned and gasped at the giant race track they saw. "Oh, this one's gonna hurt", Noah said. Chris nodded. "Yeah. The intern who tested it is gonna be out for around ten months. And, we can't afford bobsleds, so you're gonna ride longboards with wheels in teams of two, bobsled style, down the track and into the empty pool at the end. Each team gets three runs, and the fastest total time wins. Ready?" Heather nodded and pointed to Cody. "Ladies first!", she said. "Hey!"

Cody and Courtney, Tyler and Sierra, and Bridgette and Lindsay went to the start of the race track. Chris and Chef were relaxing in some chairs at the pool on the other end while Heather and Noah stood by. "So we have to wait for a cash inflow from the producers before we can leave. So what? Get the interns to fill the pool, and it's a paid vacation, bro!", Chris told Chef. Chef nodded. "Maybe crashing the jet wasn't so bad after all." Then, Owen ran toward them. "Hey, wait up! Doc says I'm okay to compete!" He tripped and slid over to the other teens. "Ugh... but some military guys took Izzy because she got super smart from the plane crash." Chris shrugged, picked up a megaphone and yelled "Owen's back! Now, Round one. Team Amazon, go!" Courtney and Cody raced through the course and into the pool, landing safely. "Forty seven seconds is the time to beat. Team I am So Hunky Dory Dreamy Hot, go!" Sierra and Noah raced through the course and landed badly. Chris winced and picked up the megaphone again. "Fifty eight seconds! Team Amazon is still in the lead. Team Victory, go!" The girls sped through the course and reached the exit, crashing into a wall. "Fifty seconds! Team Amazon is still in the lead!", Chris yelled. "Um, we're all here now, you can stop with the megaphone!", Courtney said. "Maybe I just like it! Round two!"

Heather and Courtney, Noah and Owen and Team Victory went to the start of the race track. Heather turned to Courtney, worried. "Your lawyers know the show's contract inside and out. Chris can't really kill us, right?", she asked. "Well, technically they can't, but..." Chris picked up his megaphone again. "Team Amazon, go!" The girls raced along the course, exited the final ramp and flopped into the pool. "Fifty six seconds! Not as good as last time, but for the moment you're still in the lead. Next up!" Team Chris finished with fifty five seconds, and Team Victory finished with sixty. "Okay, time for round three!" Owen and Tyler, Cody and Heather, and Team Victory went to the start of the race track once again. "Team Amazon, go!" The Amazons raced through the course and finished, landing on the far side of the pool. "Fifty three seconds, for a combined time of two minutes and thirty six seconds! Team Chris, you're up!" The guys sped through the track. When they landed, Owen fell on top of Tyler. "Wow, fifty seconds! That's your best time yet, for a total time of two minutes and forty three seconds. Team Victory, let's see if you can beat that! Go!" The girls sped through the course. "Final time for Team Victory is... Two minutes, thirty eight seconds!" Bridgette and Lindsay cheered. "Team Amazon won, and with the highest total time, Team Chris is going to the elimination room."

Chris and Team Chris got back on the plane and went to the elimination room. "Okay, you guys know the drill. You've all cast your votes, and one of you is going home. The lucky guys who are NOT going home are Noah, Sierra and... Owen." Tyler frowned. "Guess doing all the dives myself wasn't that great an idea." Noah shrugged. "Yeah, sorry about that." "It's okay." Tyler got up, got a parachute from Chris, and jumped out of the plane. He landed on the beach right next to it. "Why did we even get on the plane?", he asked. Chris went to the door and glared at him. "It's tradition! Just deal with it." Tyler sighed. "Fine."