I am the biggest idiot on Earth. I named Gwen's brother Zack and Cody's here, too… For the first part, I felt like I was writing a Suite Life fan fiction… XD
Anyway, sorry for the late post. Had mad writer's block for a while. And for those of you who have noted me about challenge ideas, I'll respond shortly. Sorry, been way busy with school and crap. I'd respond now, but it's late and I'm tired…
But this is a weird challenge. I'm not denying that. And no interns. They might be in the next chapter.
Just gonna warn you, there's some slightly naughty stuff near the end of the chapter. But that's why it's rated T, right?
I own nothing but the OC siblings. If I owned TDI, God knows I would have made Trindsay canon… :D
Read, review, and enjoy!
Zack sat silently on the steps leading to the Killer Bears cabin, pounding away on the buttons of his portable video game console. Cody emerged from the boy's side of the cabin and sat down next to him. The two had recently gotten to becoming friends, since they shared some of the same techie interests. And heck, maybe if Gwen ever broke up with Trent, Zack could give her a good word for him. "Hey, dude. See you found your Yintendo PS."
Zack didn't look up from the screen, but nodded. "Yeah, dunno where it went yesterday. But last night, before I went to bed, it was lying on my pillow."
"Hmm. Weird."
"Yeah…" His game made a strange beeping noise, and he let out a victorious, "Oh, yeah! That that, goo mummy!" Lowering his voice again he asked, eyes still glued on the screen, "So did you find a new dream girl yet?"
"Umm, yeah…" Cody scratched the back of his head. "I almost did, but something, or rather someone, got in the way…"
Flashback: Day 1, 12:43 PM
Cody was talking to a small group of guys, sharing their tales of the past year. Duncan, who had just been talking to Owen, walked over to join the group. "Hey, guys," he said confusedly as he sat down next to Cody.
"You okay, man?" DJ asked. "You look like you saw a ghost."
"… I don't know what I just saw. I think Owen got mauled by a giant leprechaun."
Realizing how silly that sounded, his expression turned back to normal, he shook his head and said, "Naaah, it was probably just Izzy…" Seeing Cody sitting next to him, he teasingly asked, "Hey. You find a new chick to obsess over?" He gave him a small punch in the arm, probably making it harder than he meant.
The truth was, that punch had actually hurt. Like, A LOT. But Cody pretended it didn't and said, "I'm still hoping that Gwen will want me someday, but hey, I've been looking for someone to hold me off until then…"
"Maybe you'll find someone here," DJ suggested. "There are a lot of new girls here."
Cody nodded, but wasn't that convinced, since most of the sisters were younger than him… but behind DJ, he saw someone. There was a pretty blonde a few yards away, sitting on a log and talking to two other guys. Cody grinned, pointing to the girl. "Whoa, guys, look at that babe!" The guys turned around and saw the girl. Most of their eyes widened when they saw the girl Cody was pointing at. Not for the reason that he thought, however. Duncan's eyes were full of rage, though you could tell he was trying to contain himself.
"Man, she's hot…" The girl stood up and Cody got a better look at her. "She's an uber babe!" The other guys, sans Duncan, were making blunt motions, trying to tell him to shut up. He still didn't notice. "Her butt isn't half bad, either…"
By this time, Duncan had taken all he could take. He stood up, fists shaking in fury. "That… 'uber babe,'" he growled through his teeth, "Is. My. Little. Sister."
Cody's eyes widened. He nervously said, "Oh crap, I'm sorry, man! I didn't know! I-If I had known, I-I would have never talked about your sister's bu-"
But Cody couldn't finish because Duncan shut his mouth.
With his fist.
End Flashback
"Hmm," Zack mumbled. "Bummer. Who was she?"
"I… I'd rather not say."
He nodded understandingly. His game played a victorious tune and Zack pumped a fist.
"Yes, half a million points! I beat my old high score!"
"Awesome!"
"Now to punch in my initials and see my score on the score board… Wait, what the heck?" His face scrunched in confusion. "My new score's only the second highest."
"What do you mean?" Cody grabbed the game from him, looking at the scoreboard. "Who's SAC?"
"Sack? Like a bag or something?"
"No, S-A-C. SAC. You sure this isn't the first three letters of your name and you screwed up on the Z?"
"No, I used my initials. And besides, that one's higher." Zack scratched his head, messing up his brown hair even more. "Whoever took it last night must have beaten my score…" He grabbed his baseball cap that he sat on one of the steps and put it back on backwards, as he usually does.
Just then, a certain pink-clad girl walked out of the girl's side of the cabin. "Hey, guys. What's up?" She sat in between the two.
"Hey, Selena," Zack greeted. "We're trying to figure out what SAC stands for…"
Cody handed the console to her and she looked at the screen. Grinning, she handed it to Zack. "I think I know what it means."
"Really? Who is it?"
Getting back up, she positioned herself so that she was facing him. She leaned in pretty close to him, pointing to the initials of the highest scorer, looking him directly in the eyes as she did. "S-A-C. Selena Anne Caliver." With a sassy snap of her fingers, she smirked and walked toward the mess hall.
Zack and Cody just stared at her as she walked off, in awe.
"I can't believe Selena beat my high score! No chick's ever done that before…" Zack mused. He smiled. "Selena sure is awesome… She's like a guy, but she has boobs!" Thinking over what he just said for a second, he face-palmed. "I'm guessing you're not willing to edit that out, huh?" Zack paused for a while, as if he was expecting an answer from the camera in the Confession Can. He sighed, "Didn't think so."
"Ha ha, you should have seen the looks on their faces when I told them it was me!" Selena laughed, "Oh, wait, YOU DID!" She burst out laughing again, shaking violently. She swayed back and forth, her laughter getting louder. Eventually, she bonked her head on the side of the Confession can, making her bring a hand up to her bruised spot. "Ow."
"Duncan, if you see this someday," Cody started, "I just wanna say that I didn't mean that stuff I said about Selena." He nervously laughed. "I knew she was your sister all along, I was just kidding!" He laughed a bit more, and then stopped, looking more serious. "And I really didn't appreciate that punch to the mouth. It didn't help my gap any, I'll tell you that…"
*T*S*R*
It was almost breakfast time and everybody except for Bridgette and Geoff, who wanted to take a walk before the slop would be served.
Bridgette looked down as she walked, watching each foot take a step. Her brows were furrowed in concentration, as if she was thinking about something really important. Geoff could sense her unwell mood, so he slowly crept his hand closer to hers, grabbing it as they walked. Bridgette looked up at him and grinned a little, giving his hand a slight squeeze. Immediately, her head drooped back down and she focused on her feet again.
"Bridge, you okay?" Geoff asked, obvious concern in his voice. "You've seemed kinda down lately."
She shook her head and looked back up at him again, faking a smile. "No, Geoff. I'm fine, really. Nothing to worry about."
"Okay… If you say so, babe." He grinned, nudging her a bit. "Hey, would a little Geoff Time under the dock make you feel better?"
Sighing, she replied, "I… I'm just not in the mood right now."
He released her hand and nodded, disappointed.
Geoff slumped and propped his chin in his hand, heaving a sad sigh. " I don't know what's wrong with Bridgette lately. She just seems kind of… weird around me." He sat up straight and continued, "We've only made out, like…" He started counting on his fingers, extremely slowly. "Five times a day. That's seriously low for us!"
Bridgette and Geoff were a few minutes late to breakfast, but their slop was just as cold and disgusting as everybody else's.
A few minutes later, Chris walked into the mess hall as the campers tried to choke their food down, grinning as usual. Obviously, the next challenge was going to be fun. For him. "Morning, campers! Are you ready for your next challenge?"
Owen let out a loud belch, laughing his jolly laugh afterwards.
"… I'll take that as a yes!"
"So what's the challenge, dude?" Keith asked.
Letting out a small, all-knowing chuckle, he looked at his watch and replied, "Oh, you'll find out in five, four, three, two…"
And like clockwork, Selena's eyes widened, her blue eyes turning a mysterious shade of purple. She let a mischievous grin creep onto her lips and started giggling. She stood up slowly and grabbed a handful of her leftover slop. Letting out one last laugh, she flung the mush to the other end of the table and hit Courtney square in the face with it. A mixture of gasps and giggles filled the air as all eyes turned to either Selena or Courtney, wondering what would happen next.
Courtney, eyes scrunched to avoid getting the grayish goop in her eyes, gasped in frustration and speedily wiped if off. Looking up, she glared at Selena. "What was THAT for?"
"I never liked you!" Selena shrieked with a grin, her eyes half opened. "You're too stuffy, mean, bossy and you smell like strawberries!"
"…Why does it matter to you what I smell like?"
"I'm allergic to strawberries, ya JERK!"
"I don't see how that-"
Before the former CIT could finish, Selena turned around to face the Rabid Wolves table, her expression flashing to anger. "LeShawna, quiet down! I can't hear myself think when you're screaming like a banshee over there!"
Cocking an eyebrow, LeShawna said, "Girl, you crazy or something? I didn't say a thing!"
Her face changed from anger to woozy confusion. "Wait… Since when has your hair been blue?"
All she got in reply was a blink.
Trent, who looked pretty freaked out by his friend's extremely odd behavior, cautiously asked, "Are you feeling okay, Selena?"
Turning toward Trent, she let out a howl of a laugh and said, "Oh, I feel downright peachy, Senor Butt Chin!"
The other campers laughed at the name. "What?"
"Your chin looks like a heiny," she commented, reaching across the table to touch it, only to have him slap her hand away.
"Okay, what's your damage, kid?" Duncan shoved himself onto his feet, walking over to his wacky sister. "You on something?"
Making a goofy-looking, oh-so-slick face, Selena looked up at him and said, "You must be on something if you think you're fooling anyone with that lil' mega tough guy act of yours," she commented, air-quoting 'mega tough guy.' "You go around acting like you're all that, but you're nothing but a big, fat poser!"
A chorus of 'oooohs' echoed through the mess hall as Duncan's eyes widened in fury at his little sister's comment. Just as he was about to smack her upside her head for it, he noticed something different about her. "What's up with your eyes?" They were still drooping in a stupid, relaxed manner, so he lifted one of them up to get a better look at the different color. "You wearing contacts or something?" He released her eyelid.
"No, Duncan," Chris said, focusing the campers' attention onto him again. "Selena's behavior is all thanks to me, for the sake of today's challenge."
The punk glared at him, his fingers curling into tight fists. "McClean, I swear to God, if you drugged her, I'll-"
"Do you think I could get away with drugging you guys on international television?" Chris asked, crossing his arms seriously. He looked to the side and shrugged "I mean, if I could, there's no doubt that I would…" He looked back at Duncan and continued, "But I can't, so I wouldn't. It was more of a… potion."
"Potion?" Marilee asked, not buying it. "This is a reality show. Emphasis on reality."
"Yeah," Heather added. "Potions aren't real, are they?"
"Of course they are!" Chris exclaimed, jabbing a thumb in Selena's direction. She was currently dropping peas in Grace's hair, though she wasn't noticing. "Why else would Wacky McCrazyBird over here be acting so weird?"
"This brings us back to the drugs topic…" Marilee mumbled.
"Would you people just shut up so I can explain the challenge?" The host yelled, making Marilee hush. "Chef slipped the potion into the food of one random contestant from each team. The effects of this potion include crazy behavior, purple irises, and spazzy outbursts. Oh, and get this: it's also a truth serum! All that stuff she just said to you guys," Chris made eye contact with Courtney, Trent and Duncan so they'd know he was talking about them and continued, "was her honest opinion about the three of you. How juicy is this challenge?"
Jovie, getting impatient, asked, "Okay, so that relates to our challenge… how?"
"Oh, right. Well, your challenge is to catch your team's wackadoo before sunset."
"Catch?" Duncan mumbled. "What are you talking about? She's right-" He turned around, finding no Selena behind him.
"Yeah, she ran off a while ago," Chris stated. "And it's gonna be pretty tricky to find her, bra. Heck, the RCMP still hasn't found Izzy…"
"True dat," Izzy agreed, nodding her head happily.
"After they get a five minute head start, you guys can go track 'em down."
"So, what about our team?" DJ asked. "Nobody here has started acting crazy."
"Selena probably started eating before the person on your team. They should start showing their crazy side in a few seconds."
After several seconds of silence, as if waiting for the future psycho to come forward, Bridgette quickly got to her feet and screamed at the top of her lungs, "I PEED IN THE SHOWER YESTERDAY!" Her eyes widened as she screamed, a brilliant purple color clearly visible.
Marilee, who had lowered her head and taken a drink of her orange juice to keep herself from arguing with Chris, choked on her drink. It ended up squirting out of her nose, splattering the pulpy juice all over her handmade pink tube top, jean shorts and the pink scarf weaved through the belt loops of her shorts.
Marilee had removed the pink platform sandals she was wearing and was taking a sudsy scrub brush to her bare feet, careful not to touch the bottom of her feet directly. The orange juice had dried by that point, but rage was obviously shown on her face. "Man, that's what I get for being nice and letting her take her shower before mine!"
Bridgette turned to the soggy Marilee, pointing at her. She angrily yelled, "You!"
The fashionista, who was dapping her clothing with a napkin, looked up. "What? Are you going to tell me that you peed in my juice, too?"
"You have anger issues!" She shouted, propping her hand on the table. "You're too mean to people! Especially Geoff! He's nothing but nice to you, but you still treat him like crap! You'd probably be more likely to stay if you weren't such a bratty little cow!" Suddenly, she smiled, giving her the hang loose sign. "You just needs to chillax." Suddenly, she started laughing. And with a very high, obnoxious pitch. "Ha ha… Chillax is a funny word."
"Well, it's clear who got the crazy bowl on that team," Gwen mumbled.
With one last cackle, Bridgette sped out the exit, her arms held high above her head.
"…Now that that's over with," Chris said, looking unfazed by the two crazy girls' behavior. "The challenge will start in five minutes. Get your game faces on!"
"I can't believe Selena said all that stuff about me!" Courtney angrily exclaimed, crossing her arms. "I always thought she liked me. I mean, who doesn't?"
"Bridgette was so wrong about me," Marilee said, though she didn't sound or look very confident as she said it. "I-I'm not that mean to Geoff… Am I?" She twirled a strand of blonde hair and looked down into her lap. "Well, I do yell at him more than I probably should, and I make him do stuff I don't want to do, and sometimes I throw things at him… Oh, and every once in a while, I make him put on some of the dresses I made to see how they fit on a living thing instead of a sewing dummy… But isn't that what brothers are for?"
Trent held a small mirror in front of him, feeling his chin softly with his free hand and looking distressed. Taking his eyes off the mirror, he looked at the Confession Can camera and asked, "Does it really look like a butt?"
Grace was violently shaking her ponytailed hair with her hands, small green balls falling to the floor as she did. "Where'd all these peas come from?"
*T*S*R*
The teams ran out of the mess hall, discussing amongst themselves what they should do. "Should we split up?" Candace asked no one in particular, still as perky as ever. "We'd cover more ground that way."
"Good idea, sunshine," Duncan said. He turned to the rest of his team and told them, "Everybody split up and spread across the island. Selena's a pretty fast runner, so she could be anywhere by this point." Without another word, the Bears ran off in search of Selena.
"Wow," Courtney said, in a small state of shock. "Duncan's kinda hot when he takes charge like that," she mused, fanning herself, a small blush on her cheeks.
Looking down, he saw that Zoey was still looking up at him, unsure of what she should do. Grace was standing nearby, plucking peas out of her hair. "Zoey, stick with Grace so you don't get lost." The little girl nodded, ran up to Grace and grabbed her hand, dragging her into the woods before the little demon could argue.
Duncan ran away, too, passing the Rabid Wolves' group huddle. "Maybe we should split up like they did," DJ suggested.
Jamal shook his head and said, "Naaaah, I think we should-"
"Shut it!" Xavier yelled. "You don't get to talk in this episode!"
The Jamaican-Canadian weight-lifter slumped sadly.
Keeping the conversation going, Keith responded to DJ's idea with a "Good idea, dude. My sister's clumsy, but she can run really fast. So what do we do if we find her?"
"I dunno. Chris never said," Geoff said with a shrug. "Let's just bring her back to the bonfire pit."
With a few collective nods, the Wolves went their separate ways to find Bridgette.
Marilee was running toward the shore, thinking the surfer girl would be there. Keith was following her, though she didn't realize since she never turned back. Once she stopped, Keith was able to catch up. "Hey there, beautiful." He arched an eyebrow and grinned at her, looking, or rather trying to look, seductive.
Marilee rolled her eyes and replied, "Hey there, ugly. Why'd you follow me? Weren't we all supposed to split up?"
"Yeah, but you know…" Keith inched closer to her, making her take a step back. "Just thought you'd like some help."
"I probably would," She said calmly at first, but her face darkened as she continued, "But not from you." She shoved him out of the way and started walking under the dock.
"C'mon, why do you have to be like that?" He asked with mock pain in his voice.
Marilee halted. Spinning around back in his direction, she asked, "Why do you have to be like that?"
His smirk disappeared. "Whaddya mean?"
"You take every chance you get to treat the girls around here like pieces of meat, especially me." She glared at him, arms crossed.
"Don't take it personally, babe. I ju-" He was interrupted when Marilee charged over to him and twisted his arm behind his back in a painful position. He let out a effeminate screech and flinched.
"Do not call me 'babe.'" She commanded with a cold tone. He nodded and she released him. "I hate when guys like you treat me like crap. So just give it up."
She started walking away again, but Keith spoke up, saying something she wasn't expecting. "I'm sorry."
Marilee screeched to a halt, not turning around for a while. There was an awkward silence, the skater boy waiting for a response. He wasn't sure what she would do. Scream, cry, another crotch kick. She could be unpredictable.
She spun around and stared at him. She didn't seem angry, like usual. Just confused. "What… what did you say?"
Taking a deep breath, he repeated, "I'm sorry, okay? You know, for looking at your…" He didn't want to say something inappropriate and tick her off again, so he just gestured toward his chest, cupping his hands over them and creating fake breasts. "I… I just think you're pretty and, and I just couldn't help myself."
Marilee blinked, silent for several seconds. "Wow. Th-that seems kind of… out of character for you. To apologize."
Keith shrugged, sheepishly smiling. "It is, but I just don't want you to hate me anymore. I'd like a second chance at getting to know you. So is it cool if I look for Bridgette with you?"
She looked at her pink polished toenails, trying to think about what to do. She walked back over to him, staring him in the eye. With her normal hateful tone instead of her previous confused one, she squinted her eyes and whispered, "You get one more chance. Don't screw up." Marilee started walking in the opposite direction than she was before, thinking about searching in the woods.
Keith grinned a little, still planted in his spot, in a daze. Marilee turned around and looked at the back of his head, hands on her hips. "You coming or what, skater boy?"
He turned around, nodded, and ran up to her side.
Score.
*T*S*R*
Zack cupped his hands around his mouth, creating a makeshift megaphone and yelled out, "Selena! Where are you?" He searched in a few bushes, but found no Selena. He sighed and was about to give up searching that area, he heard some high pitched giggling. He wandered farther into the woods and found Selena out in a field of flowers, one he had never seen on the island before, not even during last season.
She had plopped down right in the middle of a daisy filled section and was pulling them out of the ground, tossing them high above her head and letting them fall gracefully down around her. There were a few daffodils stuck into her hair and she had created a chain of some unknown type of purple flower and turned it into a large necklace that would barely stay on her tiny frame. A huge smile was spread across her face and laughter was bubbling from her bubblegum glossed lips as the daisies fell and tickled her cheeks.
Zack couldn't help but grin, both at the fact that he found Selena and, well, just Selena herself. Even when she was wacked up on weirdo potions, she still looked cute.
The gamer slowly approached her, trying not to startle her, but the potion must have enhanced her hearing, because as soon as he stepped on one of the flowers by accident, she looked up. She grinned even bigger and bolted up, running toward him. "Zackie-kins!" She glommed on him, snuggling her face into the skull on the chest of his t-shirt.
A crimson blush crept on Zack's face from how close she was to him, but he placed his hands on her back, giving it a small rub. "Um, hey, Selena."
Releasing him from her death grip, Selena stood up again and giggled. "Hee hee, you look so cute today, Zack Attack!"
If his face was red before, it was probably almost purple by that point. "Uh, thanks. You wanna come back with me to ca-"
"Ugh, it's SO HOT OUT HERE!" Selena exclaimed, grabbing the bottom of her off the shoulder pink top, yanking it over her head and tossing it on the ground. It reality, it wasn't very hot out at all, but Zack chalked her heat flash up to the potion. Or maybe she was flirty crazy-style. Either way… She was wearing a small black tank top that was under her previous shirt. And one of the straps had fallen down.
Zack looked down at his feet, trying not to faint from all the blood that was rushing to his cheeks. "Uh, yeah. Look we really need to go-"
"Holy crap! Why's it so hot out here?" She pulled off her jean mini skirt, just leaving the tight black shorts she was wearing underneath them. She tossed them on top of her shirt and twirled a strand of pink and blonde hair.
Zack grabbed her by the wrist and mumbled, "C'mon, let's go…"
Just as he started to drag her away, she dug her heels into the ground and yelled, "WAIT!"
"WHAT?" he screamed. "What could you possibly want to do to torment my hormones now?"
A small, sly smile was on her face, "I just wanna give you a present…" She reached behind her back and started fumbling with something. Zack tried to make out what she was doing, but it looked to him like she was…
Unhooking something.
Sticking her hand down the back of her shirt, she pulled something out of it and flung it at Zack. "Happy Hanukah!" She laughed goofily, swaying from side to side.
He pulled the thing off of his chest and held it up. He almost fainted from what he saw.
Selena had taken off her light pink bra and it was now in his hands.
He let out a small scream and shoved the bra back into her hands. "Are you crazy?" He thought for a second, then realized that she WAS crazy. That was the point of the challenge. Duh. "Never mind. Just put your… thing back on and let's get out of here before anyone sees you like this."
"No!" Selena screeched, like a stubborn little kid and smacked her bra back in his left hand. "Not until we get to second base!"
"Wha?" Before he could protest, the crazy girl grabbed him right wrist and placed it on one of her breasts. Wrapping her free hand around his right hand, she bent his fingers, manually making him fondle her. "Honk honk!" she yelled as he 'squeezed' her, laughing even louder.
Poor Zack tried his hardest to pull away, but her grip on him was too strong. He had no choice but to let her make him fondle her.
This was probably the best and worst moment of his thirteen year old life.
Still, he continued to attempt escape. There was no way he wanted his sister to see him doing this. Or worse, her brother. God knows what Duncan would do to him if he saw this fondle fest.
*T*S*R*
Duncan had searched all around the cabins and the mess hall, but didn't find Selena. He figured she would have been in the mess hall, since she liked food and was currently crazy enough to eat all of Chef's, but turns out he was wrong.
The punk had gone into the woods, thinking she might be swinging on a vine or something. That's what Izzy would be doing, and she's pretty crazy. It was perfect logic.
"Come on out, cupcake!" Duncan called out in a sing-song voice, hoping his annoying little nickname for her would make her come out and complain about it, but no dice.
Sighing, he continued to trek into the woods. Suddenly, he heard some laughter. Very familiar laughter. "Selena?" He ran farther into the woods, coming upon a field of flowers that was very unfamiliar to him. He hid behind a tree, waiting a few seconds before he peeked over to see what was happening. He saw two figures close to the edge of the field. Leaning a little closer, he saw that it was his sister and Zack. He frowned, wondering what he was doing with her.
"I don't trust that Zack kid," Duncan stated, arms crossed. "He hangs out with Selena all the time and I can tell he's into her. He's a thirteen year old dude, and they only want one thing: action." He shook his head and continued, "Oh, and once, I saw him touch her." He threw his hands up exasperatedly in the air and asked, "I mean, does he WANT to get her pregnant?"
Duncan continued spying on them, almost exploding with anger at what he saw. They had turned at an angle so that Duncan could clearly see what was going on between them. Zack's hand was still on Selena's chest, squeezing it. And Selena was still controlling the action. Zack was still trying to break away, but to Duncan, it looked more like he was doing all the work and Selena was trying to pry his hand off. It didn't help that the gamer was still clutching her bra in his left hand.
Selena saw her older brother, so she released Zack's wrist, giggled a silly giggle and waved. "Hi, Duncan Donuts! You wanna watch Zack Attack here grope me?"
Zack looked up and his eyes almost bugged out of his head from seeing the uber furious Duncan standing a few mere feet away. "D-Duncan," he stuttered, his forehead starting to perspire in fear. With a mighty yank, he was finally free from Selena's groping grip. "I-I can totally explain all of this, man. Okay, so I-" But he never finished his sentence. He just screamed in fear and bolted as the punk charged toward him, determined to catch and kill him.
Selena stayed behind and watched them run away, her eyelids still in a relaxed position. She thrust her arm from side to side in an over exaggerated wave, as if they could see or care about her salutation. Still with a wide grin, she screeched, "Bye, Eva! Bye, Lindsay!" and happily skipped away.
*T*S*R*
"Bridge?" Geoff called out, wandering farther and farther into the woods. "Bridgette? Come out, babe!" He heard some bubbly laughter nearby, so he walked a few paces further. He came upon his girlfriend, high up in one of the trees, dangling from a sturdy branch. She was swinging from front to back, her legs neatly tucked underneath her and her ponytail flowing along with her. She was still laughing, her smile brightening up her entire face. Geoff couldn't help but smile at the sight. She was beautiful even when she was under the influence of Chris' messed up schemes. It was one of the many things that he loved about her.
The party boy was about to call out to her, but suddenly, she released herself from the branch, plummeting toward him. Before he had a chance to react, she landed smack on top of him, causing him to take a face plant into the dirt. "Hiya, Geoffy!" she giggled, rolling off of him.
He sat back up, rubbing his back where she fell on him. "Um… Hey, Bridgette. Look, can we just make this easy and you follow me back to camp?"
"M'kay," she agreed, bobbing her head up and down. He stood up and pulled her up with him, but she held him back as he tried to lead her away. "WAIT! I gots to tell you something!"
"What is it, Bridge?" he asked.
"Well…" she bit her lip, holding back a laugh. "Lately, I've b-been thinking…" she stuttered as she held back another laugh. "Okay, here's the funny part…" She didn't bother holding back her laughter this time.
Geoff was getting anxious, so he asked, "Babe just tell me what you need to tell me. I'll be cool with it." He grinned warmly at her.
"Okay, okay!" She let a few more giggles slip out before she yelled, "I WANNA BREAK UP!"
Geoff stood silent for a moment, his grin frozen on his face. He was acting as if he hadn't even heard her, or at least didn't understand what she was saying. After several more second, Geoff teetered back, falling flat on his back. He had officially fainted.
Bridgette blinked, picked up a stick, and poked him in the ribs. "Helloooooo?" she said, sing-songy. "You alive?" After getting no response, she shrugged, stepped over him, and ran off, leaving the unconscious Geoff alone to wake up confused and heartbroken.
SNAP ON A CRACKER! :O Will Zack survive Duncan's overprotective wrath? Will Marilee and Keith be able to work together? Will Geoff ever find out why Bridgette broke up with him? Why isn't Jamal allowed to talk this episode? Find out in the next chapter of TOTAL SIBLING RIVALRY!