Hello and welcome back at the next chapter! My apologies for the long wait!! And for the grammar mistakes and such, but thanks for the reviews! Yeah, I didn't upload in a while because school is pulling at me, plus I had vacantion, plus no inspiration…

Anyway here is Phobia Factor!

It was night. And the Killer Bass lost last night another member of their team: Katie.

They were screwed. If they lost one more at the next challenge, they would lose for sure.

Then the Gophers showed up, and the conversation went on about they worst fears.

Meanwhile, Paige freaked out when she realized she forgot to interview someone.

Serval pens were flying trough the air before they landed on the rough ground.

"Paige, relax, it's not like you're getting fired or something!" Ryan mentioned.

"Take a chill pill girl!" Marik rolled his eyes. She wouldn't. Or she'd shove it down his throat, if he saw what she did to Chris. He could barely walk.

Suddenly Phill showed up, laughing with a camera.

"Oh God, guys, you gotta see this. I smell a new challenge."

Chris stuck his head out of the trailer. "What's the name of the smell, my friend?"

"Fear factor?"

"Meh. Wait, I'll come out so you can show me."

Soon all the boys (and Paige) sat together, and laughed like freaks at the confessions of their fears.

"Oh Paige, get my cell phone. I gotta have stuff to order."

"I'm not your assistant."

"Pleeeeeeaaaaaaase?"

Paige groaned and went inside the trailer to get his cell phone. Instead she doodled with a black permanent marker on his bed.

Chris stop coming on to me or I'll make sure you'll never get any children. Love, Paig

The marker died before she could make the E. Damn.

She tossed the phone to Chris. "Here pretty boy, I'm going to look if I can interview a camper."

"Save your breath, they're all asleep now."

Phill looked at his watch. "It's 1.49 AM."

Paige sighed. "I'll try again tomorrow."

"I hope that's the only thing you'll do."

Paige glared daggers at him. "Shut up. By the way, why you want to scare those teens with facing their fears?"

"It's cool." Chris looked at Paige. "What's your fear, by the way?"

Paige frowned at him. "Well it's not getting rejected by you."

"Big surprise," Marik laughed.

"Oh big tough boy, what's your fear then?" Paige asked, getting annoyed.

Marik hesitated and the smile fainted away from his face.

"That piercing shops are getting illegal." He shivered.

Ryan's eyes became big behind his green shaded sunglasses. "But you already got every part of your body pierced!"

"Not every part."

"Okay that sounded weird."

"Shut up Phill!" Marik sneered. "What's your fear, by the way?"

Phill putted his hands up in defense. "I'm afraid of the hairdresser."

"Wait, what?" Chris stuck a hand behind his ear.

"You can laugh about it. But once when I was a child, that damned hairdresser cutted in my ear. You can still see a scar."

Phill lifted his bangs and you could clearly see a mark of where the scissors once were.

Ryan's tan skin became a little paler at the sight of it.

"Ooh, your phobia is cuts and scars?"

"N-no, bad hygiene.."

"Oh, please." Paige rolled her eyes. "What's wrong with getting covered in mud or goo?"

"And what exactly is your fear, missy?" Chris asked suddenly.

Paige glared nervously at him. "Like I'm gonna tell you."

"Yes you are."

"No I'm not."

"Look a bear!"

Six eyes were glaring at Chris, getting annoyed.

"Dammit."

Paige sighed. "Okay, but promise you won't laugh!: I'm afraid of slides, Redeads, and Rasputin from Anastasia."

"Wait, what?" Marik laughed. "Redeads, okay, but slides?"

Paige frowned. "You promised not to laugh!"

"Whatever works for you princess."

Paige looked hurt, then she straightened her back. "Then let me explain."

"Go ahead," Phill nodded, sipping from a beer.

"Well when I was three I fell of a slide once… I had a little brain damage and-"

"Well that explains a lot!" Marik laughed.

"Shut up punk! Well anyway I'm afraid of slides… and that Redeads are soooo creepy…" Paige eyes widened when she talked about it. "You know that game, the legend of Zelda? Well you have some characters named Redeads… And you can't pass them, or they'll hump you and eat your brain, but because of the weird graphics it's like they are raping you from behind…" At the end of that sentence Paige was lying on the ground, in fetal position.

"Soooo scary… Sooooooo scaaaaarrrry…"

"I think I better call the 991?"

"Nah, she'll be all right. Now catch a sleep guys, we got some campers to torment tomorrow."

When Marik, Ryan and Phill disappeared in their tents, Chris grabbed Paige's foot en began to drag her into the trailer.

"WHAT THE F-censored ARE YOU DOING, MACLEAN!?"

Chris let her feet go. "It seems kinda cold to sleep on the rough ground."

Paige stood up. "I can do it on my own, don't worry."

"Redeads."

"GAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!!" Paige jumped in fear on Chris, who fell flat on his butt in the trailer.

"Paige, your eye is twitching."

"No it's not."

"And would you kindly get off me?"

"My pleasure." Paige got off him, brushed her teeth and jumped on her bed.

-

That morning, Chris and all the boys were awake and gone by the time Paige woke up.

Chris left a note at the table outside.

Dear doll face, I, Chris Maclean, and the guys are gone to torture the campers. We left you some croissants, juice and beer. Although I doubt if that will taste in the morning. You better go ask Marik. Anyway see you around.

Chris

Paige ripped the little note to pieces with her teeth. Idiot. He was ok, but everything was said with that. She got up, got dressed and ate a croissant. Then she went with her note block. She wondered if they hired a plane, just for Izzy.

At the beach, she saw Trent next to a grave stone, with a cell phone

"Trent, what are ya doin'?"

"Taking care of Gwen," he smiled.

"Trent? Who's there?" Gwen's unsure voice came out the cell phone

"It's Paige, Izzy's sis."

"Uh, h-hi! I'm buried, please distract me! Tell a story!"

"Buried alive huh? I saw one in a movie that a guy faked his death to divorce from his wife, who was a bitch by the way. At his funeral his friends forgot to bury him up so he died!"

"W-what?" Gwen's voice fainted away.

"Oh wait, that real, it was on breaking news… The movie came after it, that was 300, that was soooo cool, really."

"Trent? Bury me up! Please!" Gwen sounded panicking.

"Damned idiot! Get out of here!" Trent yelled at Paige.

"What?" Gwen asked trough the phone.

Paige shrugged, and walked around the camp. Lindsay and Sadie were wearing wigs, Cody trying to make a bomb unable, and DJ had to take the tiniest little snake ever on his finger.

She walked by Courtney who was yelling at DJ. "You know, if that snake was a few feet longer, he'd kill you all." DJ fainted, Duncan burst out in laughter and Courtney looked like she wanted to stab Paige.

"Oh come on, I meant that as a joke!" Paige laughed, but her face became dead serious after it. "But it could be true." Courtney went with her hands towards paige's neck, but Duncan stopped her. "Chill, princess! Look, even DJ isn't afraid of her anymore!" he said, as DJ hold the tiny snake.

"Yay DJ!" "Go DJ!" "You're the man!"

Even Courtney let out a smile, and when she wanted to look at Paige, she was gone.

Paige was standing across the beach, leaning to a pole next to Chris, who was watching Duncan shivering in fear of Celine Dion.

"A hug for a point." Chris snapped his fingers.

Duncan looked like he wanted to run away, and sit down in the emo corner of despair.

Suddenly Paige stand in front of Chris, and swung her arms up.

"You're here, there's nothing I fear,
And I know that my heart will go on
We'll stay forever this way
You are safe in my heart
And my heart will go on and on!"

Paige just grinned. The others looked almost scared at her. Duncan was lying on the ground, unconscious.

"Well since well did you could sing?" Chris asked, out of his element.

"Since never, but I thought it would be fun. By the way Chris, what is your fear?"

Chris rolled his eyes, and then swallowed. "I'll tell you after this, OK?"

Paige nodded, and walked away, looking for something else that she could ruin.

-

Meanwhile, Gwen threw the phone at Trent's head. Though she hugged him fiercely when she came out of the coffin made of glass.

She looked around. A plane was making loopings in the air, Duncan hugged a carton plate, and the others who already finished their task, were hanging on the beach.

Paige took her note block and went to the campers to fire questions at them. Katie and Sadie were ending each others sentences, DJ was almost asleep and Geoff was called away by Chris.

"Tyler, do you have a minute?"

-

Hi Tyler!

Hey Paige! (Tyler waves, trips over his shoelace and lands on his face)

Ouch. That has to hurt. Anyway, what's your name and age?

Ouch.. Well, Tyler and I'm 16.

What do you think of the other campers?

They're okay. And my team is awesome!

What do you think of the challenges?

Chris can be pretty mean sometimes…

I agree. So Tyler, do you like someone on the island..?

Well.. I think that Lindsay is kinda interested in me. (smirks)

Tyler's got a girlfriend! Tyler's got a girlfriend! Tyler's got a girlfriend!

Shut up!!!

You're not even defending her? Chicken! Oh, that reminds me. I was hungry. (takes out small box with chicken wings from KFC)

(Tyler is watching in shock)

So.. (chews) You guys are dating? (chews) Mail me (chews) when the (chews) wedding is. (chews)

O.O

Oh, how rude, you want some? (pushes a living chicken in his face)

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!

Oh wait, I get it, you're a vegetarian! No problem bro. (takes back chicken) I'm one with the chicken, a friend, not an enemy.

(Tyler is almost crying) Oh no….

D'awww, you're touched! You're really a good vegetarian, so good for the animals… (sniffs) Now I'm touched!

(Is to afraid to say a word)

Here, friend! (puts chicken on his lap) You deserve it more then me! A tip, I called it Patsy. And when you're about to feed it, shout: NI!

OMFG!! (whimpers)

Bye dude! (walks away)

N-nice chicken, g-g-gooooood chicken….

(The chicken is looking at him evilly)

Uh-oh…

(The chicken attacks him)

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRGHHHH HEEEEEELP SOMEBODY HELP ME!! AAAAAHHHH

Yep, defiantly a good boy. Chris could learn something from him!

-

The night fell, and even Chris was tired when he came back at the crew hangout. Paige sat with her back against the trailer, stargazing.

Marik threw a beer to him. "Sup Chris, who took the boat?"

"Tyler, and apparently he had weird chicken bite marks all over him…"

"That chicken was tame! I swear!"

He shot a look at Paige. "…So that's why he began to cry when he saw the chickens… And why one was missing!"

Paige shrugged, and continued to eat her chicken wings.

"Ya want one?"

"I thought you'd never ask."

Chris sat down beside her, searching for something to say.

"Look!" Paige suddenly said out loud, pointing to the sky.

"Where?"

"Oh, everywhere. It's so nice outside in the dark." She said, pulling her hand down.

Paige didn't even noticed that her hand was awfully lying near Chris' hand.