Author's Note: I'll put the votes for each couple to the right of their names, and the "X" for them being voted off on the left.

-Izzy and Owen-1

-Heather and Justin-1

X-Lindsay and Tyler-0

-LeShawna and Harold-2

-Beth and Cody-2

-Eva and Ezekiel-0

-Bridgette and Geoff-3

-Gwen and Trent-39

-Courtney and Duncan-51

-Sadie and DJ-2

-Katie and Noah-3

Courtney wakes up with her head on Duncan's chest.

"Morning, Sunshine," he smirks. Courtney smiles, remembering TDI. She kisses him on the cheek and she climbs out of the tent.

"Hey, it looks like you're recovering well," Bridgette says, Geoff's arm around her shoulder. Courtney nods and sits on the other side of the campfire. Duncan climbs out of the tent and sits beside Courtney. She

climbs into his lap. Duncan wraps his arms around Courtney's waist.

"Any sign of Eva and Ezekiel?" Duncan asks.

"No way, dude. No sign of them at all. Chris says we all have to wait here until they show, or lawsuits could follow," Geoff says. For the past day, all the other couples have been arriving at camp. But still no sign of Eva and Ezekiel.

"They have to show up eventually," Bridgette insists.


Another day passes.


"Home-School, get your freaking butt in this raft!" Eva shrieks. The couples run out of their tents to see Eva and Ezekiel paddling down river. Well, no, Eva was paddling and Ezekiel was flailing his arms and legs and paddle trying to get in the raft.

"Just slow down and maybe I could climb in!" Ezekiel whines in his wimpy voice. Eva stops paddling and puts the paddle under Ezekiel's butt. Then she half spanks him, half shoves him into the raft. He falls on his face.

"Oww."

"Quit whining and start paddling!" They finally cross the finish line.

Chris takes out his megaphone and says, "Okay, it's unanimous that Eva and Ezekiel lost this contest. The Boat of Losers will take you now. Sorry, but there is no Dock of Shame for you guys." The Boat of Losers appears with Chef behind the wheel.

"No! I only lost this competition because of him! Why did you even have to pair me with that red-necked, hill-billy, sexist home-schooler!?" Eva yells. Chris shrugs and snaps his fingers at Chef, who lifts Eva into the boat. Ezekiel climbs in after her and trips on the edge of the boat. He falls on Eva.

"Did you do that on purpose?" she screams.

"N-N-No!" Ezekiel insists. Eva tackles him anyway and they fall to the floor of the boat. Even though the Boat of Losers is fading into the distance, the couples could still hear Ezekiel's screams. The couples shudder.

All is silent until Chris says, strangely upbeat, "Well, back to Camp Wawanakwa !" He climbs into the parked helicopter and the campers follow.


Once Chris parks the helicopter on the beach, and all the couples climb out, Chris says, "Okay. Since rating have been kind of low… (Author's Note: Okay, so not true. Lol. Thanks so much to all of you readers and reviewers out there! I get, like, over 10 reviews a day especially when I update the chapters. So thanks!) I am giving you guys a free day to just unwind at the beach. You can tan, make-out, swim, I really don't care. Just get us more reviews, okay? Or else I may have to dip into the $50,000 reward." The couples gasp. "Yeah. So start getting me ratings!"

The girls run to their bunks to pull on their bikinis. The guys take their shirts off and set up a volleyball net. Geoff gets the volleyball and Duncan blows up the beach ball. The girls are starting to walk out of their cabins.

"Who's up for beach volleyball?!" Geoff shouts. Bridgette immediately runs up to him and smiles. He grins. Duncan takes Courtney by the waist.

"Courtney's playing," he says.

"Thanks for volunteering me," she says sarcastically, but smiles anyway. He did save her life, after all. Bridgette, Geoff, Trent, Gwen, Duncan, Courtney, Beth, Cody, LeShawna, and Harold decide to play volleyball.

"Serve's up!" Cody calls, jumping up and smacking the ball. Right into the net, that is. His team groans.

"Our turn!" LeShawna calls, and takes the ball to her side of the "court". She squats, and hammers the ball to the other side. Beth accidentally runs into Cody and the ball smacks into the ground. LeShawna's team cheers.


A half hour into the game, Bridgette takes Geoff's hand and smiles slyly at him. He lets her lead him off the court and towards the dock. They walk under the dock and sit on the shady sand and let the water rise up to their toes, and back towards the sea.

Geoff just sits there, holding Bridgette's hand, for a while until he says, "So, I wonder what our prize from the rafting contest will be." He looks at Bridgette. She doesn't say anything, but she just looks into his eyes.

Bridgette laughs and she jumps on Geoff. He falls back into the sand, and Bridgette is laying on his chest with her hands on his shoulders. He puts his hands on her back and Bridgette kisses him. A beeping interrupts them.

Geoff looks up and a camera on one of the posts of the dock is zooming in and out, focusing on him and Bridgette. Geoff reaches behind his head and throws a chunk of seaweed over the camera lens. Bridgette throws her head back, laughing, and they start kissing again. They didn't notice the emergency camera lifting itself out of the water.

They go back to kissing, and Geoff hooks his thumbs on Bridgette's bikini bottoms at her hip bone. Bridgette's hands drift downward to Geoff's abs. He smiles in the kiss as Bridgette lifts her leg so it's leaning on Geoff's hip. Then they're interrupted again.

"Well, well, well. Look who we have here." Bridgette flies off Geoff's torso into the sand, and she catches her breath. It's Heather and Justin.

"Can we help you?" Bridgette asks, as Geoff chucks more seaweed at the camera in the water.

"We were just walking by when we heard--" Heather begins. Bridgette nudges Geoff, and she throws seaweed in Heather's face. The impact from the stinky, slimy weed knocks Heather's wig off. Bridgette and Geoff double over, laughing. Heather smacks the seaweed off her face.

"Augh! Bridgette, you are going to get it!" she screams and stomps off. Justin, his face blank, follows her. Bridgette climbs back onto Geoff and they start kissing again. How can Heather hurt me when I have the best boyfriend in the world on my side?, Bridgette thinks.


Trent backs Gwen into a tree. The scratchy bark tickles her thighs and back. Trent's hands are on the tree, holding himself up. He leans in and gently kisses Gwen on the lips. F%ck gentle, Gwen thinks, leaning into Trent's lips. His hands leave the tree and his fingers weave into her hair. Gwen gently grabs his shirt.


Duncan and Courtney are sitting on the edge of the dock, hanging their toes in the water. The sun is starting to set. An evening breeze blows from the ocean and Courtney shivers.

"Cold?" Duncan drapes his jacket over Courtney's shoulders (Duncan had put his shirt and a jacket back on about an hour ago). Courtney smiles gratefully. She leans into him, and he puts his arm around her.

"You really scared me when you nearly drowned," Duncan finally said, quietly breaking the silence.

"I know. I'm sorry. I'm not a fantastic swimmer," Courtney admits.

"I kind of figured that out," Duncan chuckles. He tips Courtney's chin up with his index finger and kisses her, just as the sun finally sets.


Within Chris's tent, he strokes his stubble thoughtfully. "Not a fantastic swimmer, huh? Hmm…"