~Innocenzio's POV~

Everyone had jumped with the exception of Owen, DJ, Beth, and Courtney. We heard a scream from the mountain as Owen jumped.

'...Wait!'

My eyes widen as Owen forms a cannonball. Gulping softly I step behind DJ. Bridgett looks at me with a confused look before looking back at Owen and took notice of his size. Sadly by then it was too late as Owen hit the water. Everyone was hit by the large wave. When the water receded I pushed myself up feeling something soft under me. My first thought was that it was a bush or something.

…Oh how wrong I was.

Looking down I came face to face with a pair of beautiful blue eyes and a wet green Mohawk. Giving a shocked squeak I jumped off Duncan, face a blazed.

"Oh my goodness I-I'm so s-sorry."

Said Mohawk man just chuckled and messed my hair. Unfortunately we lost the first challenge, so we ended up pushing our crates. As we were pushing I got an idea on how to make this easier for everyone. Shyly I called over to Courtney who was our self proclaimed leader.

"What?"

I flinched at the tone of her voice but continued.

"Why don't we stake the boxes on top of one another and then push as a group?"

I thought it was a good idea seeing as we could save time and strength we might need in the last part of the challenge. Sadly Courtney did not.

"That has to be the dumbest idea I've ever heard. Why don't you let someone with CIT experiences do the thinking? Now go push your box, we're already falling behind!"

I stood there in shock over what had just transpired before looking at the ground and walking back to my box. Being the smallest I couldn't push as fast or as well as the others and in the end fell way behind.

My hands were already getting sore and red from the pushing. It wasn't until I saw the blood on the box that I stopped to wash my hands to stop infection. Pulling out a roll of wrap bandages, you learn to carry them when you get beat up regularly, I wrapped my hands before pushing once again. My father was right I am hopeless.

~Scott's POV~

I was watching the others push their crates back into the campsite but noticed they were short my fellow fairy. I had heard the plan her came up with and was shocked by Courtney's response.

'Little snotty bitch.'

Walking back the way they came I soon stumbled upon the smaller boy. I took notice of his redden face and about to drop dead look.

'Poor little Innocent.'

I had heard Duncan call him that and it fits him so well. Smiling I walk over behind him.

~Innocenzio's POV~

I felt a someone behind me, stopping I looked back to see a tall thin blonde man. Shyly I turned to him to see him smiling.

"Um... h-hi can I help y-you?

My voice came out in a soft whisper, god I'm such an idiot. The man just smiled more before holding out his hand.

"Hi I'm Scott, I'm a cameraman on the show."

I looked between his hand and his face nervously. Was this all a ploy to just beat me up? Hesitantly I took his hand and shook it.

"I-I'm Innocenzio, I'm a c-contestant but I'm s-sure you knew that."

Mentally I hit myself, while my face heated up at how stupid that sounded.

'Stupid stupid stupid.'

My self torture was interrupted by Scott's chuckle as he moved past me to my box.

"H-hey what are you d-doing?"

Scott just shrugged and looked over his shoulder at my confused look.

"Helping you what does it look like?"

"What... but won't you get fired for helping a contestant?"

The blonde just laughed and shook his head.

"No I won't get fired. Plus you're too small to push this by yourself. Now come help before I change my mind."

Jumping I ran over and helped him push. It was quiet for a while until.

"You shouldn't let what that witch Courtney said get to you. From what I heard your plan would have cut a lot of time of from your team and gave you all more time to build the hot tub."

I was so shocked that someone complemented me I almost tripped. Blushing I mumbled out a shy thank you before noticing we were at camp. Turning to thank Scott I noticed he was gone.

'Weird?'

++Time laps++

In the end we lost... again. Now we all sat in the cafeteria trying to decide who should go home.

"I think Innocenzio should go."

Everyone looked over to Courtney who still donned her chicken hat as I sadly picked at my food. I had a feeling it was going to be me on the chopping board.

"Why should he have to go?"

Ah my ever so loyal and sweet friend Bridgett. She's so amazing.

"He showed up too late with his crate and we couldn't finish the tub."

Even though that was true I couldn't help but get the vibe that Courtney is a homophobic. I notice Duncan sitting there with clenched fist.

"So he couldn't swim but he still jumped. It was you and brick house who lost the cart for us. I say one of you two go, and in the case we need to lift a car I say we stick with him on our team."

Courtney quickly shot up and started about her CIT experience. What even is a CIT? Just then Ezekiel made the worst comment possible, and everyone turned on him. Still picking at my food I couldn't help but smile a bit.

'Guess I'm not the one going home tonight.'

~Duncan's POV~

Ezekiel went home that night for the comment he made about the girls. I was still pretty ticked at Courtney for wanting to send my pixie home. I mean he could have die with that jump and landing in the shark zone didn't help me at all. I walked into the cabin and gathered Harold's stuff off the buck above mine, before throwing it on Ezekiel's old bunk. I then proceed to collect Innocent's stuff and put it on Harold's old bunk. Finally satisfied I settled into my buck.

Innocent walked in not a minute later and blinked in confusion over the sudden move of his stuff. Panic crossed his face as he began looking for his things. Hiding my smirk at his confused panicked face I walked over picked him up and plopped him on his new buck. Before I laid down completely I saw the confused look that adorned his face before drifting off to sleep.