Things were getting heated between Alejandro and Heather. They were forced to be in Economy together, and they didn't look at each other, the other contestants wouldn't be able to cut the tension with a chain saw, it was that thick. Owen would cough awkwardly, with Noah sitting next to him trying to read, or quietly talking to him, whispering in his ear. Noah would look at Heather, than at Alejandro.

"What?" Heathre spoke up, trying to sound intimidating, it wasn't working that well, her voice cracked, and she felt like vomiting with him around. She could always see him smirking at her.

"Nothing." Owen chocked out, he was laughing a lot.

"Ugh, whatever." Heather curled her firsts up, Owen always irritated her, so this was nothing new. But them whispering about her and Alejandro just really set her off.

She had to leave, Owen's stink was making her nauseated, she needed water, and some fresh air, so she was going to go to the Dining Room. Just as Heather got up, Alejandro did as well, which was followed by an erupt of giggles and chuckles from the contestants, along with Owen's farting.

"I'm going to the Dining Room." Heather spat out to Alejandro, cocking her eyebrow, and standing firm. She felt like she was challenging him, the facade's of hating him was going well so far. Alejandro went towards first class. There was no way he was going to follow Heather, people were already making assumptions of them secretly hooking up, but they denied it. People would walk into the Dining Room and just see them sitting there quietly. Them going opposite directions had more people laughing and teasing them, Heather groaned walking away, while Alejandro ignored them all, he kept his cool, he didn't like Heather, he was using her.

Chris had gathered all of the contestants, telling them they'd have to parachute off the plane, and once they got to the ground, onto a bus. Heather didn't see Alejandro, she assumed he had already jumped when she got there. They were directed onto a double decker, red bus, Chef had hit the pedal, and they were off. Heather scowled at Chris, noticing Alejandro wasn't there. She wouldn't let it affect her, she promised herself this in Jamaica. She rolled her eyes, Chris was saying nonsense about England. He counted them off on his fingers, listing random facts about London. He mentioned Alejandro missing, and that's when she freaked out.

"Do you think he's ok?" She quickly spun around to face Gwen and Courtney, she covered her mouth, her eyes were wide and worried, she didn't know how to react. She had to quickly regain her dignity. "Because wow, big advantage for us. Yay..." She awkwardly recovered, she wasn't hiding it well. Gwen and Courtney spoke about how they were going to win the challenge, because of their creepy knowledge of Big Ben and the Ripper.

"Should we look for Alejandro?" Heathers voice went high pitched the more she worried. "I mean, you know, just in case this is just another one of his dirty schemes?" Heather was trying harder to play it cool, she shrugged it off, waiting for them to answer, but Courtney just said let his team look. They ignored her for the rest of the bus ride, but she was slowly biting her nails and wrinkling her forehead. She was glad she sat in the front of the bus, so no one could see.

The double decker bus stopped in a wide, open, land. Heather was first off the bus, she tried gaining some composure by dusting her shorts, and straightening out her shirt. She felt somewhat lost without Alejandto there. She felt like she could relax, for a few seconds without anyone saying anything, or judging her. She stood back, watching Gwen strip the man down, and they ran off to the next building. She knew if Alejandro was here, they would be in the lead, and he would somehow always slow down to be with her, she didn't get it. They lost Cody and Sierra along the way, she assumed Sierra had kidnapped Cody and tried to get him to "love" her. "I'm in pain!" She yelled at Courtney and Gwen, who seemed to be enjoying themselves, while Heather was being stretched, and restricted in some cuffs. She didn't want to interrupt Gwen and Courtney's little best friend thing going on, she waited outside while they continued to get clues, she didn't think anything of it. She was doing her nails, blowing on them to make them look good, and that's when it happened. She was abruptly grabbed, and placed into some huge sack. She fell into it, the position she was in was uncomfortable, and she had to wiggle around, she had been thrown into something hard and metal, and was moving. She knew she wasn't on the plane, more like in a car, or in the back of a truck. When she had gotten to the destination, she was taken into the plane, where Alejandro, Cody, and Sierra were. "Great..." She mumbled. Cody was fine, Sierra was crazy, and when she saw Alejandro she knew she blushed and wanted to run to the bathroom to vomit.

They had been told to sit on the plane until the challenge was over. All three of them leaned on a wall, Heather didn't know where to sit, she decided in between Cody and Alejandro. Was she making it that obvious? She nudged her way in, being the stubborn girl she is, she leaned on her knees, sighing deeply into them. She looked straight ahead, at the cameras, and heard Noah and Owen talking. "I told you, Heather likes Alejandro." Noah said to Owen, during part of the competition, which Owen just blandly laughed, saying that she hated Alejandro. This furthered her blush, making her look more red than ever. Alejandro hardly moved, he just shuffled due to the awkwardness of what his team was talking about. Alejandro moved his elbow, only slightly hitting her, on accident.

"Uh, sorry..." He moved away from her, not wanting to hit her again, after what they were talking about, and so far, he couldn't see any cameras, only Chris and Chef watching the tv screens in front of them. The room was all grey, and was pretty small, just a bunch of tv's and things for cameras, microphones, and some cups, which had coffee in them he could smell them, and Heather's perfume, which was a sweet, candy smell.

"It's fine." Heather quickly blurted out. She regretted sitting so close to him, it wasn't really her fault, she didn't want to sit next to crazy Sierra. She couldn't actually believe that she had admitted that she liked Alejandro. It was far too soon, and she was getting in too deep, everything about him she liked, his small freckles, his arms, his chest, his eyes, everything. "Did you see me get stretched?" Great, she thought. Another sincere conversation with him.

Alejandro nodded his head. He thought it was hilarious, he wouldn't tell her how much he laughed at her, it'd make him look weird. He was glad that only Chris and Chef were the only ones in the room when that happened. He could hear Chris chuckling about something, probably there conversation because he turned around, sipping his coffee.

"I did." He answered, not really making conversation, he didn't think it was important for her to know he laughed, she'd probably grunt and walk away, she looked pale anyway, maybe she was sick. "You look like a runway model." He joked, laughing a bit, he could see her smile, for a second before she hit him. "Moron." She squinted at him, frowning and shaking her head. "You got taken about before the challenge even began." Heather pointed out, wiggling her nose and giggling. She HATED the school girl crushes were all she wanted to do was be close to the guy, but also far because she felt ill.

"I was checking on Chris!" He pointed at Chris, trying to make a point.

Heather scoffed. "Yeah right! You wanted to know what was going on in first class!" She shouted back, throwing her hands up in the air, as they usually did in their fights. Cody and Sierra were in their own world, and Chris and Chef were watching the tv's, and listening to their conversation.

"You see right through me." Alejandro took a hold of Heather's chin, slowly lifting it up, he could feel her burning up, which made him smirk more. "That's why I like you." He quietly purred. Heather knew he didn't mean it like that, he meant it in a you'll-be-hard-to-get-rid-of way.

She looked at him, confused, but than smiling. "I'll still beat you." cocking her head to the side, smiling at herself, something she did often.

"You'll be tough competition." Alejandro stood up, getting a water bottle. She knew then, he was being serious. Heather wasn't looking forward to the future for them in the competition. It could go two ways. They team up together until they're the final two, or when the merge happens, make alliances to vote each other off. It was clear to Heather that they could never happen, not now. She wanted to go vomit everything up, and go lay on Chris' bed and sleep for an entire week, forgetting about everything. "I know." Heather merely winked. She was nervous.

Alejandro could tell, she was thinking deeply, her eyes would wander and she would be blank. He was now focusing on her, trying to figure her out, he spotted her mouth twitching, and her eyes growing sad, he frowned his forehead. The freckles around her nose were moving rapidly from her twitching nose. Chris broke the two up, saying the challenge was over. Heather quickly shook her head, coming back to reality, why Alejandro leaned on his knees, lifting himself up, and offering his hand to her, which she declined. She swatted it away, getting up by herself. Later on that night, they had smiled at each other, Heather's eyes were growing wide, and Alejandro's drooped, his smile big enough. Heather had won this round.

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