Courtney's POV

Gwen came back with the gold medal dangling loosely from her scrawny neck.

"Where's Duncan?" I asked her.

Her eyes averted mine. "UMMMMM…getting beaten up by Mr. Boar Bear…" Her face grew worrisome. How odd…

I turned to face Chris. "DUNCAN'S HURT!" Gwen and I shot him a concerned look.

Chris shrugged his shoulders in apathy. "So what?"

"He could get killed!" Gwen and I screamed in unison. This is getting fishy…..

Chris ignored us. "Our next contest is a hurdle jumping contest. Alejandro and Heather, you are the hurdle jumpers…hey, where the crap is Alejandro?"

I saw Alejandro huff and puff towards us. He panted heavily, sweat smearing on his forehead.

"Dude, where were you?" Izzle asked him. "Why are sweating?"

Alejandro flashed his usual grin. "I just took a little jog, mi amigos."

"Yeah, that's what you did." Izzle murmured under her breath.

Heather forced a smile on her evil little face. "You're up against ME in a hurdle jumping contest. Good luck, I WAS HEAD CHEERLEADER in high school and I AM EXTREMELY FLEXIBLE."

Yeah, extremely flexible at being a total bitch.

Alejandro tied his hair into a quick ponytail using his feet as Heather gaped at the feat.

"Maybe I should be the one wishing you luck," he simpered to Heather, a smirk spread wide across his face. I suppressed some giggles. Tee-hee, Heather got TOTALLY PONED.

Heather rolled her icy gray eyes.

"On your mark," Chris said.

"Get set…"

"GO!" Owen screamed. Chris glared at Owen.

Heather and Alejandro hurriedly jumped over hurdles. All the while Alejandro was yelling gloats in Heather's direction. He was ahead for a few seconds, but when the last hurdle encountered the two teenagers, Alejandro was so deep into his gloats that he tripped and fell flat on his face, allowing Heather to win.

"Ha!" Heather snickered, grabbing the gold medal from Chris in victory. The Amazons cheered.

Alejandro's POV

Damn it! I lost! Anyway, the next challenge was for two losers wear a fucking hilarious costume with wings and they try to grab a medal from up above. Tyler and Cody were the two losers.

Hee, this was a GREAT time to get Tyler to spill.
"Oh, Courtney!" I called to the mocha haired beauty.

She sighed and came over, obviously irritated. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?"

"Tyler has something to tell you."

Tyler looked absolutely horrified. I saw Gwen approach us with a wide eyed look to her pale face.

"No I don't!" Tyler screamed. Gwen looked relieved.

As Courtney turned to leave, Tyler said, "YES I DO! I SAW DUNCAN AND GWEN KISS!" His hands automatically covered his mouth. He started flapping his wings furiously as Chris said "go."

"WHAT?" Courtney screamed at the top of her lungs. She turned to glare at Gwen

Ah, the sweet sound of manipulation….