Let's keep going with one of the least interesting challenges. Thanks for reviewing, Ali6132, Sideshow Cellophane 26 and the guest reviewer.

It turned out Harold was the one snoring all night. Duncan and I were falling asleep over our breakfast, and most of the others were half-asleep, too.

The Gophers, apart from Gwen, seemed to have gotten a good night's sleep. It turned out Heather had been proposing an alliance when she pulled Beth and Lindsay aside, and was now making rules so that basically, she had two willing slaves. Lindsay even said she didn't like the rule that Heather could borrow their stuff without asking, but they could never borrow her stuff.

Heather's response? "That's cool. I can change it. I can also find someone else to take to the final three with me." Yep, either crazy mood swings, or crazily strategic mood swings.

Harold arrived in the cafeteria with a moustache drawn on his face. Everyone started snickering.

"What?" he asked.

"Someone messed with your face, dude." Geoff told him.

Harold checked his reflection in a spoon. "Hey, sweet stache." I almost fell over laughing at that. He liked it?

Everyone started cheering when Gwen came in late, although Courtney narrowed her eyes, and I heard Lindsay asking Justin "Why are we clapping?"

Soon enough, we were all ushered into a small stadium on the beach, with benches on one side. Duncan slumped onto our one. "Wake me up, and it'll be the last thing you do." he warned our team.

Courtney glared at Harold. "This is all your fault, you know! You and your snoring face!"

"It's called a medical condition." Harold protested. "GOSH!" Chef blew a whistle so the challenge could be explained.

The game was dodgeball. "The first rule of dodgeball is-" began Chris.

"Do not talk about dodgeball?" quipped Noah.

"As I was saying," Chris continued, "If you get hit with a ball..." He threw one that hit Courtney.

"Ow!"

"...you're out."

Courtney tossed the ball back. "You can't do that!" (I really needed to find another name to call her, since I'd told Duncan I wouldn't call her Princess any more. I was dying to call her that at that moment).

Then Chris explained that if the ball was caught, the thrower was out and the other team got another person in the game, although the teams would always start with five players.

"Throwing balls, gee, another mentally challenging test." Noah snarked.

"I know, right?" Lindsay said seriously.

Chris then explained you could deflect a ball with another ball, but if if knocked the ball out of your hands, that was another out.
"So what do I do again when the ball comes at me?" Lindsay asked.

"You dodge!" Chris deflected a ball thrown at him and it hit Lindsay. "Oh, you were supposed to dodge!"

The games were best out of five. I decided to take a little nap for the first game, but I couldn't sleep. Courtney, Katie, DJ, Tyler and Harold went up against Heather, Lindsay, Owen, Leshawna and Cody.

"Bring it on, fishies," Heather taunted, "Otherwise winning three in a row just won't be as satisfying."

"Oh, you're going down!" Tyler declared. "We're gonna bring the dinner to the table, and then we're gonna eat it!"

Courtney facepalmed, and I kind of had to agree with her on that. That was a stupid thing to say. Especially since the first person Tyler hit was Sadie, who wasn't even on the court.

"Nice job." Courtney scowled. "Now let's see if you can hit someone on THEIR team!"

Owen got him out instantly.

"Time to unleash my wicked skills." Harold said out loud.

"Yeah?" challenged Leshawna. "Then bring it, string bean, let's see what you got!" Not so wicked skills. The ball went up, then rolled to the other side. Leshawna threw it at Harold.

Lindsay was the next one out, surprisingly by Katie. So at least she was useful to the team. But then Tyler waved to her, and she waved back. I spotted the scowl on Heather's face, and she purposely hurled a ball at Tyler.

"What the heck was that?" Courtney demanded. "Ref, he's not even on the court!"

"Oopsies, slipped!" Heather said innocently. Huh, her mood swings were definitely faked. Okay, I made a mental note not to trust Heather. But maybe I could try and befriend her to gain her trust, and then backstab her.

What? It's a reality show. You're supposed to backstab people if you want to get anywhere. I wouldn't do it to people I liked, but Heather was fair game.

Courtney was sent out after Owen caught the ball she threw at Heather. Gwen was brought in, but DJ immediately took her out. She seemed pretty grateful, seeing as she was too tired to play the game properly. Then Leshawna and Owen were both out.

Cody was the only one left, up against DJ and Katie. "Easy out, guys!" Courtney called. "Easy out."

She really shouldn't have said that. Cody used static electricity to get DJ and Katie out, one after the other, and they won the first game.

I can't be bothered to go through the next game. Close again, but the Gophers won. The only note was that Tyler actually hit someone – Lindsay, and then once he was out, Tyler asked her if she wanted to go for a walk. They left the stadium together. Aw, sweet.

Heather was pretty mad at Lindsay, though. "Hey, hey – get back here! You are so close to being out of the alliance!"

But then Owen basically went psycho and won the game for the Gophers.

"I'm glad someone is trying today." Heather remarked, glaring at Noah, who'd been sitting around reading a book during the game.

He looked up. "Oh, sorry. Woohoo, way to throw those murder balls. Go, team, go." Noah, I rechristen you Noah-it-all, man of many quips and no team spirit.

But Heather seemed to be happy that they were beating us. "Hey, it's two-zero!" she called over. "How does it feel to suck so much?"

"Not very good." Harold answered.

"It's not over yet!" Courtney called back bravely. Heather just smirked. Courtney sighed. "It's so over."

There was only one thing to do. Courtney explained what we needed. "We need someone strong. Someone mean. Someone who'll crush those stupid Gophers into the dirt!"

"Someone who warned us that we'd die if we woke him." I quipped. We all knew that Duncan was our only hope, but no one wanted to be the unlucky person to wake him. When we eventually did, Courtney dealt with it. "Look, we are down 2-nothing. I can appreciate that you need a little naptime, but we need your help."

"Oh, and why should I help you, darling?" Duncan challenged.

Courtney smiled sweetly. "Because I can personally guarantee you that if we lose this game, you'll be the one going home. Darling." To be honest, I had to hand it to Courtney, she knew how to get what she wanted.

And Duncan did have a good strategy. We just took out one person at a time – all five of us on one person. The next two games were easy wins. The only really important thing was that Tyler came back after Lindsay was brought back by Heather. Courtney told him off for hanging out with her. "She could have been getting you to spill all of our weaknesses to her!"

I rolled my eyes. "Courtney, look at Lindsay. She's making her hands have a conversation. I don't think she's ever had a strategic thought in that pretty little head."

But in the fifth game, the Gophers made a bit of a comeback, although Noah still wouldn't play even one game. And it was soon Owen vs Harold.

"Sorry, dude, but you've gotta go down!" Owen said.

Then we watched as Harold really did show some wicked skills. He dodged every ball Owen threw at him effortlessly. Even Noah was shocked enough to drop his book.

"Time out!" called Courtney.

"Where'd you learn to do that?" Duncan asked him.

"Figure skating." Harold said proudly.

"Harold, that was awesome." Geoff told him. "But dodging isn't enough."

"He's right." agreed Courtney. "To win, you either need to throw him out-"

"Which we all know you can't do." Duncan and I said at the same time.

"Or catch the ball." Courtney finished. "Can you do it?"

Wonder of wonders, he managed it. We'd finally won a challenge!

"Gophers, what happened?" Chris asked.

Noah looked up from his book. "What can I say? Weak effort."

"Oh, shut it, Noah." I heard Gwen say as we left, carrying Harold.

Noah was voted out that night. I was sitting nearby when I heard him from the campfire pit (I wanted to find out who left). He sounded really furious. "What, are you kidding me? All right, see if I care. Good luck, because you just voted out the only one with any brains on this team!"

I didn't see what happened, but I heard Leshawna yelling at him. "You need to learn a little thing called respect, turkey!"

"Whatever. I'm outta here."

I agreed with Leshawna, to be honest. Even Chris knew who was going, because I heard him talking to the cameras. "Okay, so it wasn't the most dramatic campfire ceremony ever. But I still get paid!"

I went to the confessional before getting an early night. "It's been about a week since I got here now. Three down, nineteen to go. Mom, Dad, don't forget, I get letters and packages once a week, so if I don't have any, I'll be mad when I get home and that means, Dad, you don't get any money off me for beer. And Bart, no, I haven't changed my mind, you don't get a penny of my winnings. Although, Lisa, if you want some truth to this episode, here it is – it doesn't pay to be bossy or smart. I'm going to vote for Courtney every single time we lose if she keeps acting this way!"

So that's dodgeball! The next day will mark the end of the first week of Stephanie's stay at Wawanakwa!