Hello there!

How are you all? I'm cool, college is killing me though and my art is, too. Anyway I wanted to update the story before I post the final chapter/episode. ;) So instead of an episode, I give you a drabble, before the big finale.

And while I can, I want to thank Alientje16 for her great help! She even wrote parts for me when I got stuck. *bear hug* So this chapter is partly © TDI, partly © me and partly

© Alientje16. :-D

Also, this chapter contains swears and other 'naughty' words. That's why this is a T-rated story. Okay, this makes way too much sense so lets go on with the story!

-Authoress

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Paige looked at her notebook and wrote down some stuff she could use for an interview, of for her job. It actually surprised the redhead her boss didn't complained about her lack of 'working' because all she did on the island was hang out with the campers and camera crew.

That was unlike her cranky old boss.

"No need to worry 'bout that now," Paige mumbled to herself as she got up to fetch herself her bikini for a swim. After she changed, she headed with a towel and her swim goggles to the lake.

"Hey Paige!" the Goth teen called out. Paige waved to Gwen, and ran to her. In the time the two spent on the island, they've grown a friendship. Mainly because the two girls had a deep love for blue?

"What's new, Gwen?" Paige asked as she sat down next to Gwen on the dock, adjusting the straps on her goggles.

"Nothing much," Gwen said chewing on the back of a pencil and bowed over her sketchbook. Paige leaned in, and saw a detailed sketch of Trent. Shirtless.

"You've got a knack for art, girl." Paige snickered and slapped Gwen on the back in a friendly gesture. "I'm gonna hit some waves." The redhead said as she putted her goggles on and dived off the dock.

A red line appeared at Gwen's pale cheeks and she couldn't help but smile. The Goth girl had a few to no friends, at home and on the island, but she was glad Paige couldn't get voted off.

Sure, the 19-year old crazy redhead could be one of the few 'adults' on the island, but Gwen preferred Paige instead of the Confession Cam if she had something on her mind.

Gwen scowled as the egoistic host walked by. Chris barely spoke to the campers if there was no challenge to be won or remark to make.

"My, I never knew this lake had mermaids." Chris said as he saw Paige emerge from the water. Paige swam to the dock. "Can't you think of anything better?" she laughed, taking her goggles off.

"Nah, that's for people who have to rely on their brain and not looks to get on in life," Chris noted and smiled his smile. Paige rolled her eyes. "So what, you're here to waste my time?" she asked smirking. After a good 6-7 weeks she grew used to the host, and she enjoyed his company. Chris noticed Paige wasn't completely turning him off anymore so any free moment he tried to have a chat and make a move on the girl.

"Say, you're in or a swim?" Paige suddenly piped up, leaning with her arms on the dock, allowing herself to get eye contact with Chris.
"Oh no, my hair would get wet. Silly girl." He said, putting a few hairs back in place.

"C'mon!" Paige urged.

"Nope."

"You're making me angry." Paige growled. "And I'm not nice when I'm angry…"

"And now what, you-Aaaaaacck!!" The host yelled as he was pulled into the water by Paige.

"My hair!" he shrieked. He shot an angry glare at Paige, who was grinning like an idiot.
"Suddenly, I'm not angry anymore." She said and splashed some water to the host.

"You're gonna pay for this," Chris growled. "I swear it!" He turned and wanted to climb back onto the dock, but changed his mind as he saw Paige swim away.

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Later that day, the night fell and Paige made campfire for the remaining campers, allowing them to have a relaxing evening without potential stress. All six remaining campers showed up.

Geoff, LeShawna, Duncan, Gwen, Heather and of course Owen showed up.

"I gave Chef a night of so you're actually gonna eat real food tonight! And by real food I mean hotdogs." Paige announced as she pulled a plate from behind her back that was stuffed with hot dogs.

The teens dived into the plate, grabbing as much they could hold for they had no decent food in a while. As the teens munched hungrily, Paige watched them with glee.

"By the way, Paige, *munch* how did ya persuade *chew* Chris to get us real food?" Duncan asked, letting out a large burp.

"Uh, I actually didn't. I stole them from the groceries and warmed them. And now you're eating what was actually meant for the production crew."

"Aren't those boys gonna be pissed?" LeShawna informed.

"Nah," Paige waved it away. "They'll get over it."

They didn't. Paige had to order pizza for the guys on her tab, and promise to clean their tents from top to bottom.

"Oh, the tragedy!" Paige sighed as she wringed out some towel in a toilet of the bathroom.

Chris walked in, smirking. "Enjoying the work?"

Paige's face lit up in anger. Of course. "You're behind this, no?"

"Wha- Why should I do such a thing?" Chris asked, leaning with his back to a wall and pointing at his self.

"Give me one reason why you're letting me do this." Paige demanded frowning, shoving a toilet brush nearly in Chris' face.

"I dig you,' Chris suddenly said.

Paige fell quiet, for once in 7 weeks she did not have a sharp reply.

"And if I'd didn't liked you, I would have let this be done by the campers anyway," Chris huffed and attempted to walk out of the bathroom.

"Wait." Paige said, throwing the toilet brush into a corner and following Chris.

The host smirked. "Yes?"

"Are you serious?"

"Always."

"No, really."

"Yes." Chris sighed. Man, could this woman not understand decent English?

Paige continued to stare at him, and Chris had to admit this was becoming a bit awkward. He had been expecting a love struck Paige to come running into his arms, so they could run into the sunset together and make out like two horny teenagers on a Friday night.

But that wasn't the case. That certainly wasn't the case, much to Chris's confusion.

"Errrr… Paige. Earth to Paige!"

Chris tried to wave a hand in front of Paige's face, but to no avail. She just didn't respond.

Okay, don't panic Chris! It's not like she's rejecting you, she's just… erm,… she's just surprised by the confession! Yes, that's it! The poor thing is just so swept of her feet by the awesomeness that is me, that she doesn't know how to respond!

Okay, I'm going to really use my charm now, she won't be able to resist me after that!

"So, how 'bout it?" Chris casually leaned over to her, and flashed her his million dollar smile.

"How about what?" Paige asked dumfounded.

"Well, you know. You, me, together."

"Oh."

Oh? Oh?! Was that all she could say?! Chris found himself getting scared.

Paige on the other hand, was absolutely terrified.

It's not like she didn't liked Chris, but just not like that. He was a great friend and all, but boyfriend material? No, just… no. Besides, she didn't think that all those single ladies out there would be able to survive it if God's Gift To Woman was taken. She rolled her eyes at her own thoughts.

"Paige?" And with that, she was brought back to reality and the current situation she was in.

What's wrong with me? Why isn't my feet in Chris' crotch? And – OH MY GOD HE'S SMILING AT MEEEEEEEE! Stop smiling, you dickhead!

For the first time in a long while, Paige felt something in her stomach. Period? Nope, she just had it. Gas? No, she didn't ate beans for a few days. But.. What could it possibly be? Paige looked up to Chris and realized what position she was in.

Leaning with her back against the wall of the communal bathroom, with Chris leaning in to her, if he was expecting something. A fish? A fist? A kiss..? Paige whimpered at the thought as she piped up "I… I gotta go!" With those words, she ran away from the host thoughts running trough her head like crazy and her stomach was spinning.

When Paige finally stopped running, she realised she was in the forest. She slammed her fists onto a tree, and panted.

Could it be..?