Author's Note: I'll put the votes for each couple to the right of their names, and an "X" for them being voted off on the left.
X-Izzy and Owen-3
-Heather and Justin-40
X-Lindsay and Tyler-0
X-LeShawna and Harold-4
X-Beth and Cody-4
X-Eva and Ezekiel-0
-Bridgette and Geoff-49
-Gwen and Trent-100
-Courtney and Duncan-122
X-Sadie and DJ-2
-Katie and Noah-45
"Wow, Bridge, I'm impressed with how late you've managed to stay up without completely crashing," Geoff says. Bridgette laughs. They're slow-dancing to Angels on the Moon by Thriving Ivory. She listens to the lyrics a bit before she answers.
Do you dream, that the world will know your name?
So tell me your name.
Do you care, about all the little things or anything at all?.
I wanna feel, all the chemicals inside, I wanna feel.
I want a sunburn, just to know that I'm alive.
Don't tell me if I'm dying, 'cause I don't wanna know.
If I can't see the sun, maybe I should go.
Don't wake me 'cause I'm dreaming, of angels on the moon,
Where everyone you know, never leaves too soon.
"Well, I used to go to a lot of parties back in California, so--" Bridgette finally answers.
"You're a party babe?! Awesome!" Geoff exclaims. Bridgette smiles.
"Well, I guess, I mean, if you count beach parties…"
"Oh, those are the best! Like with the huge bonfires and stuff?" Geoff asks. Bridgette nods. "Sweet!"
"And I know you have had a lot of practice with staying awake at parties," Bridgette says.
"Pff. Yeah! I get there early to help set up, then I party all night, then I stay most of the morning to help clean up," Geoff explains. Bridgette nods.
All of a sudden, Chef shouts, "You are eliminated!" Bridgette and Geoff look at Trent, who's holding Gwen in his arms. Gwen is asleep, with her head on Trent's chest. He shrugs, smiles at Bridgette and Geoff, and walks out of the dance studio.
"Congrats! You two won! I'll tell you your prize tomorrow. Right now, go get some sleep," Chris says.
With a whoop, Geoff lifts Bridgette up in his arms and kisses her. She places her hands on his jaw and returns the kiss. They walk outside and the sun is setting. He finally sets her down when they're in front of her cabin door.
"Dress in your pajamas and meet me back here. You're sleeping in my bunk tonight," Geoff says, smiling. Bridgette nods.
She walks into her cabin, and even though it was getting dark, none of her bunkmates were in her cabin. Hmm, she thinks. Bridgette quickly dresses in her sky blue spaghetti-strap top and white Soffe shorts. She slips on a pair of socks and she steps out on the deck. Her eyes widen.
Geoff was leaning against the wooden railing, in just his boxers and socks. He catches her staring and says, "It's my pajamas. But I can put a shirt on if you want." She shakes her head quickly and he laughs. Geoff puts an arm over her shoulders as he walks her to the guys' cabin. It was dark already.
Geoff opens the door, and they walk in. Katie was snuggled up in Noah's arms, and a smile was on both of their faces. Gwen was with Trent in his bed above Katie and Noah. But Duncan and Courtney were nowhere to be seen. Geoff pulled away the sheets on his bed, and Bridgette crawls in.
She lets out a big yawn. "The dance contest is finally getting to me," she whispers as Geoff slides into his bed next to her. He yawns also.
"Yeah, me too," he agrees. Geoff wraps his arms around Bridgette as she scoots closer. She looks at the wall, which is covered in pictures that have been stuck up with push-pins.
"Oh my gosh, Geoff, you brought the picture of us in California?" Bridgette exclaims.
"Of course! That was, like, the best trip ever," he replies. They smile at the memory of them splitting the plane fare for Geoff to visit her in California. He stayed for a week, and they surfed everyday. The actual picture that was tacked up on Geoff's wall was of Geoff with his arm around Bridgette's shoulders. It was sunset, and they were on the beach in Bridgette's backyard. Their surfboards were stuck in the sand, in the background, and palm tree leaves hung in the air from the tall, thin trees. It looked like paradise. And they were both making peace signs and making silly faces.
"That was really sweet of you," Bridgette says, kissing Geoff. And the next thing they knew, they were asleep.
Courtney yawns as she wakes up. She blushes as she wakes up, remembering everything from last night. Duncan and Courtney had talked, watched the full moon, and made out on the Dock of Shame for hours. They had snuck into Duncan's cabin at about 2a.m.
She sighs and flips over. She watches Duncan sleep for a little bit, and she slides her hand under Duncan's cold pillow. It's really hot in here, Courtney thinks. All of a sudden, her fingertips brush a hard, plastic corner. She grabs the object and pulls it out from under his pillow.
It was a picture of Courtney.
She blushes. It was a picture of her sitting on the sand on the beach, right here at camp. Her arms were wrapped around her tan legs, and she was wearing her bikini. She was laughing at something, and there was a big smile on her face.
"You found that, huh?" Duncan asks. Courtney jumps and drops the picture on the bunk.
"Oh… you're awake," is all she says. Both of them stare at the picture laying on the bed.
Duncan props himself up on his elbow and mumbles, "Yeah, I keep that picture there in case we, uh, ever get in a fight. You know, so I can look at it." He doesn't make eye contact with Courtney. But finally, he lifts his eyes and looks at her. "I bet you think I'm weird now, right?"
"No, Duncan! That's the sweetest thing I've ever heard!" Courtney gushes.
"Uh, thanks, I guess. I look at it every night, too," he mumbles again. Duncan was blushing.
"Aww, Duncan!" Courtney says. She rolls on top of Duncan's chest and she stares at him, smiling.
"Stop staring at me like that," Duncan says. He was blushing a bright red.
"I love you," says Courtney, out of the blue. Duncan puts a hand on the small of her back, and the other in her hair. His cheeks were slowly turning back to their normal color.
"I love you, too," he replies softly. And Courtney kisses him.
