So, let's move on. Thanks for reviewing, AvrilLavigneFan2001 and Ali6132. Anyway, if you want me to explain how Shannon ended up on this team, two reasons. First, Chris wants to mess with her head. Second, although Shannon leans toward hero status, she DOES have a mean streak and doesn't care what people think of her.

It was bliss to wake up to a comfortable bed and go downstairs to have any kind of breakfast, instead of waking up to a lumpy discount bed and scarf down one of my hoarded snacks before anyone else on the team found out I had them. I ended up having two bacon sandwiches and a boiled egg, and enjoyed every second of it (I wasn't usually a big eater, but who knew when I'd get another decent meal on this show?). As I mentioned, I didn't like sweet food that much, so I didn't have pancakes like half the team, but even a stack of those looked top-quality.

"I can't wait to be a millionaire!" Scott remarked at the breakfast table. "I got up at five this morning to watch the releasing of the doves, and I'm just gonna say it – it was beautiful."

"Yeah, this is the life." agreed Duncan. "And if we keep winning challenges, we can live like kings all season!"

"To villainy!" I clinked my orange juice glass with the boys.

Gwen gave a sigh. "Yeah. Villainy."

"What's up with you, doll face?" Duncan asked, addressing Gwen.

"Oh, nothing." Gwen said. "Just, uh, you know, wondering how Lightning's doing on Boney Island?"

Jo sat down, placing several steaks in front of her. "I just hope Lightning doesn't find the invincibility statue. If we don't vote him off soon, he'll be too strong for us to beat later!"

"So maybe we should do it right away." Scott said slyly. "Throw the next challenge?"

I swallowed a bite of one of my sandwiches. "We are not throwing challenges, so stop thinking about it. I know you did it last season, and as long as we're on the same team, you better not. No one on this team is going to fall for what you did last season. B let me know what actually happened on Facebook when I asked, and I talked to Dawn before she left last season...so just don't."

"Besides, giving up all this?" Jo pointed out. "No way."

"True enough." Scott submitted. "This is sweet! Do you know what I slept on last night? A pillow, filled with feathers! Back on the farm, it's a burlap snack filled with small animals. You ever had a pillow bite your face?"

"I would like to enjoy my breakfast now, and that will require you to stop talking!" Jo ordered.

I finished my breakfast and slipped off to the massage room. It would be the perfect thing to get me energized for the next challenge. However, before I stepped in, I heard voices.

"Quit hogging the masseuse!" I heard Heather snap. I peeked around to see Heather sitting in a chair, glaring at Alejandro, who was getting a massage.

He sighed, and without looking up, said "I'm sure her hands are magical. If only I could feel them."

"Seriously?" Heather questioned. "Your legs are still asleep?"

"I don't know if they'll ever wake up." This time, Alejandro looked up. "I was squashed into that robot suit for an entire year...which you would've known had you ever texted!"

"It's not like you ever texted me!"Heather retorted. Then she noticed the strips of paper above his eyes. "Are you getting your eyebrows waxed? Wow."

"They call it 'manscaping', because it is very manly." Alejandro informed her. "And I didn't text you...BECAUSE I WAS TRAPPED IN A ROBOT SUIT!"

I went in. "But seriously, it's my turn now. You two, go flirt somewhere else."

Heather shot one of her famous death glares at me. "There was NO flirting involved-"

She was cut off by the intercom. Chris wanted us all to go to the beach.

"Thanks a lot." I scowled. "Now I don't have time for a massage."

Heather ignored me and turned back to Alejandro, smirking. "Shall I fetch the baby carriage?" Without a word, Alejandro simply stood on his hands, and basically ran with them.

"Show-off!" Heather called after him.

There were two platforms on the beach, one for each team. As Gwen climbed up, Duncan greeted her with a wink, but she didn't even seem to notice.

"Ooh, somebody's invisible!" Chris chortled. "TV couples – is it ever a good idea?"

I pointedly caught Cameron's eye across the beach and smiled, but Chris ignored it, but then again, maybe he didn't notice because Lightning was just arriving back.

"Any luck finding the invincibility statue?" Scott asked him.

"No need! I am an invincibility statue!"

You would not believe the amount of confessionals Lightning set off with a few comments like that one. I waited outside the confessional outhouse while both Alejandro and Gwen made them, so I heard what they said.

Alejandro's confessional was "He is so arrogant! I might understand it if he had this face, but he does not have this face."

Lightning actually jumped in front of Gwen and I to make a confessional about Alejandro's one, too. "Arrogant? Be fair now. Look at me. Sha-yeah!"

Then Gwen finally got to make a confessional. Her one was "I can't believe Lightning made it to last season's finale! Does he ever sha, shut up?"

When she was leaving, I told her "Sorry, Gwen, but our only hope of getting away from the sha-dumbass is to vote him off. I wasn't on his team last season, but I don't think he ever does shut up."

My confessional went like this: "I should've been grateful not to have Lightning on my team last season! And yeah...how did he make it to the finale again? Apart from that last win when he hurled Zoey and I – in everything else, he's just SO stupid!"

Our challenge was based on another World Tour one – the one in Paris when the competitors had to find pieces of a statue and re-build it. This time, seven pieces of a sculpture were buried on the beach for each team. We needed to find the pieces and assemble them on our platform to make a landmark that was visited on the World Tour. Like the Eiffel Tower, or the Great Wall of China.

As we discovered from poor Sam, who stumbled off his platform, there were moats filled with crabs that would make it harder to get on and off the platform. Oh yeah, and since we won the last challenge, we got shovels. Except Lightning tried to grab two.

"Um, shovel, please!" snapped Heather, who hadn't grabbed one.

"Uh-uh." Lightning argued. "I need both. When this one gets tired, I'll use this one!"

Lightning ended up getting smacked in the face with one of the shovels, and losing said shovel to Heather. Served him right, actually.

Then it was time to start, and I noticed the Heroes going into a huddle.

"Strategy, people!" Jo called out. "Strategy! We should start from one end of the beach and move towards the other in a straight line!"

"And what if all the pieces are at the far end?" Heather challenged. "Huh? Huh? We need two lines that move towards the centre. Right, guys?" Everyone was digging in random places.

"Ain't nobody telling Lightning where to dig!" the moron was saying. "I'm my own man!" That was all very well, but it was low tide, so I hardly thought him digging in the sea was going to help us.

"And what if all the pieces are in the centre?" I asked the two girls, starting to dig myself. After all, it wasn't like Jo and Heather were helping. All they did was argue.

The Heroes had already found their first piece, thanks to a fedora they found in a booby trap, believe it or not. Cameron had given it to Mike, so Manitoba Smith came out and used his treasure-hunting skills to find their first piece.

"Some team." I heard Gwen mutter.

"Exactly!" Heather agreed with her. "A team without a leader is like a horse without a head, it just runs around blind!"

"If a horse without a head could run, which it can't, because it would be dead." I muttered.

Jo overheard me. "Agreed, which is why I should be this team's leader!"

"No, I should!" Heather argued.

"Let's let the team decide!"

"Fine!" And both girls started calling for allies. Heather called Lightning, the same guy she'd assaulted with her shovel, while Jo called to Scott.

Gwen caught my eye and rolled hers at the two girls.

"If only they'd try to work together instead of fighting." I muttered, going to find another place to dig, since I'd dug the last section pretty deep and found nothing. I began to push my shovel down...but realized too late that I was standing too close to here Alejandro was digging, still unable to move his legs without forcibly doing so.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see you there for a moment." I quickly apologized.

"Not at all." Alejandro said cordially. "You know, I heard what you were saying about working together. I agree with you." His voice had become soft and gentle, his emerald-green orbs holding my gaze. "You are as wise as your hair is curly."

I couldn't help letting a girly giggle escape, and later, it spawned my second confessional of the episode. "I just hope Cameron didn't see that. Ugh," I slapped myself. "Remember what happened to Bridgette! Okay, I have to ignore Alejandro from now on. Don't talk to him, don't think about him, don't even look at him!"

Heather found the first piece of our statue, although Jo still fought with her over it. But we had no more luck for another hour. I got a shock when Chris suddenly yelled out "WHAT IS TAKING SO LONG?"

Among everyone else, I heard one of the Heroes calling out that they didn't have shovels. As for our team, Lightning practically yelled my ear off with the words "I'm amazing!"

"Blah blah blah, whine whine, hurry it up!" Chris bellowed. "I have dinner plans!"

We did pick up a bit after that. After a booby trap caused Cameron to be hurled into our half of the beach and he landed on Scott, it turned out he'd accidentally uncovered another puzzle piece. I found one, Jo and Gwen found a couple...

At that moment, I heard a scream of "BEES!" and I turned to see Scott running from a swarm of bees, accidentally hitting Manitoba...Mike...in the head with his shovel. Zoey and I both ran to him. Last time Mike had been hit in the head, we'd seen him battling all his alternate personalities, fighting with himself. When he came back to consciousness, he said he'd won. But what would happen to him this time?

Nothing, really. Mike was unconscious for less than a minute, and then insisted he was okay to continue. So I went back to my team.

"That's seven!" Lightning called out. "Let's start sha-building!" He jumped up first, then Alejandro got stuck as the staircase for the rest of us.

"Coming through!"

"Woo-hoo!"

"Sorry, Alejandro."

"Keep still!"

"Thanks, buddy!"

"Sorry." I muttered as I climbed up last.

As we built, Lightning didn't help at all. He'd been standing around admiring himself earlier, going "Aren't you beautiful! Look at gorgeous you!" Now, he was boasting about finding the final piece and being a hero.

"It's probably a statue of me, being me!" I gave him a shove, took him by surprise,and knocked him into the crab moat. At least everyone else was working.

"Come on, people, put this thing together already!" Heather ordered.

"Try those two together!" Alejandro suggested. "No, those two."

As it happened, Lightning had miscounted the amount of pieces we had, and we still needed one more. We had to build Big Ben, and the clock face was still missing. But the minute we found it, the Heroes finished their sculpture – the Statue of Liberty. All of them cheered.

"Spa hotel! Spa hotel!" Courtney and Sierra chanted. Sam, who had been feeling sick from the start of the challenge, volunteered to go to Boney Island, due to how little use he was.

That evening before elimination, I hung around outside the spa hotel. I wasn't allowed in, but I desperately wanted to talk to my friends. And even if it was Sierra who came out, she was nice, she'd tell them I was outside. Courtney not so much, but hey, that was a six-in-one risk.

As it happened, Sierra was the one to come outside after a few minutes of waiting. She was tapping away on her Smartphone. "How'd you sneak that in?" I asked.

Sierra looked up, and then scowled. "What are you doing here? You're not on our team!"

"I'm not in the spa hotel, am I?" I pointed out. "Look, can't you just tell Cameron I'm out here? Please? I need to talk to someone, and I miss him."

Sierra gave a gasp. "Omigosh, I forgot about you two. I'll find him for you in a second, but first, can you tell me some details for my Shameron blog? Please?"

I gave a sigh, answered a few questions, and then waited while Sierra found Cameron for me.

"Hey, Shannon." he smiled.

"Hey." I grinned back, but then let a sigh escape. "I miss being on the same team as you. And I miss Zoey and Mike, too. It sucks that we're split up."

"Yeah." Cameron's sigh was almost exactly the same as mine. "Everyone on our team is really supportive and friendly, too...except Courtney. She's a bit temperamental."

I shrugged. "I'm not sure whether she belongs on a team full of Heroes, but then again, I don't know if she belongs on a team full of Villains, either. She's both. It sounds like she's in villain mode right now. I'd rather she was on my team than some of the others, though. I'm already sick of them. Well...Gwen's nice, and Scott seems to finally be taking my threats seriously, but I hate the others. And Alejandro flirted with me during the challenge and I just know he was trying to do to me what he did to Bridgette in the third season, but don't worry," I added with a laugh, "I won't let him kiss me."

"You better not." Cameron said, mock seriously, then he kissed me on the cheek.

I returned the kiss. "Anything else I should know? How's Mike after getting hit on the head?"

"He seems okay." Cameron said. "Nothing important's changed, but I'm becoming friendly with Sierra. She's really nice, and we have some stuff in common. She keeps asking me stuff about you and me, though. That got a bit annoying."

I laughed. "Yeah, she asked me stuff a minute ago. Said it was for her Shameron blog or something."

Predictably, everyone voted off Lightning that night. He was the only one surprised. "Sha-WHAT?" He went on and on, even when he was in the toilet, ready to be flushed. "Tossing away your strongest team member? You're gonna regret this – especially you, Jo! You're a total sha-AAAHHH!" He was flushed before he finished.

"Family show, people, family show!" Chris called out to the camera.

Finally, it was time for us to head back to the crappy cabins. I'd already claimed a top bunk, but because Jo and Heather refused to shared a bunk, I ended up with the one above Heather. And they still argued all night, not letting Gwen and I get any sleep. I just had to hope that the next day would bring a win!

Boy, is rewriting tedious! Just a few more episodes, then I can start on the new stuff! Review?