Ugh...Heather's worst moment is, no doubt, in this episode. By "worst" I mean, this was her at her cruelest. "Worst" as in WORST was when she hid the immunity statue in All-Stars, not bothering to check if anyone was watching. And then telling Alejandro she'd found it, metres away from where she'd hidden it!

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Leshawna slept in her trailer that night, and the next. We had a break scheduled before the next two challenges, which I spent hanging out with my friends on the island. And drawing. I had a sketchpad with me, but I hadn't drawn anything since I got here (Gwen had a bigger one with her, which she drew on more frequently). That day, I managed to draw every contestant, plus Chris and Chef, although I had to draw on half of the others from memory (and Gwen wouldn't let me draw her – she spotted me looking at her and drawing, then calmly asked me to rip the page out – so I had to redo her without being able to watch her).

It was great to be sharing a cabin with Gwen, since we could hang out all the time. Obviously, I had to give her some space sometimes, but when she didn't, she was fast becoming my closest friend on the island. Well, almost.

I talked to Bridgette and Leshawna a lot, too. They were both great, and it was nice that us Bass girls had been accepted onto that half of the Gophers' group. Heather didn't put down any more tape, but we all knew that messing with her wasn't a good idea. She was also mad at me after I voted for her.

Izzy wasn't on either side of the girl fight. She seemed to like everyone, even Heather. Although she did tell wild stories and was a wanted criminal, I still hung around her. She was fun, and that's what mattered.

Any time I wasn't hanging out with the girls or alone, I talked to the guys. I knew my team pretty well by now, but I didn't know Owen and Trent that well. Luckily, they were just as nice as the others. Owen was basically like a teddy bear, cuddly and nice to everyone...except most teddy bears didn't hug the life out of people when they were happy. "I bet you'd get along with my dad." I remarked to him. "You both have the same hobby...although," I said, looking at him carefully, "You look more like him when he tried to get out of exercise by gaining weight. Just with more hair."

Trent was more laid-back, but he was cool. By the end of the day, the only people I hadn't made friends with were Lindsay and Heather. Okay, so I had no problem with Lindsay, apart from the fact that she was dumber than Dad. But as long as she kept trailing along after Heather, I wasn't going to try to be nice to her.

I still liked Duncan the most out of everyone on the island. He was on my mind most of the time, and I wished more than ever that I hadn't been left to work out if I liked him or not for myself. In fact, I actually managed to find Geoff on his own for once (very rare occurrence for the most outgoing guy there), and asked the question that had been burning in my mind.

"Why did you have to tell me that I was into Duncan? Now he's always on my mind! It wasn't like this before!"

"Hey, chill, Steph!" Geoff said, holding up his hands in defense at my tone. "I figured that you should know if you liked someone, and it was obvious to everyone except you."

"Everyone?" I frowned.

"Well, Duncan probably doesn't know." Geoff admitted. "As far as he's concerned, Courtney is the only girl on the island who liked him. If he does know, he hasn't said anything to anyone else, but he was pretty vocal about Courtney being into him. But DJ definitely has some idea, and I haven't asked, but I'm sure Bridgette can see it too."

"Yeah," I sighed, "I told her what you said and she said she thought so, but didn't say anything. But the thing is, should I tell Duncan? I mean, he's got Courtney now."

"It's your decision." Geoff said. "But I won't say anything if you don't want me to."

I smiled. "Okay. Sorry about yelling at you before, Geoff. Thanks."

The next day, I went for a swim early in the morning. But just before I got out, I heard a splash, and suddenly, my hair was soaked and Trent was a few metres away from me.

"Hey, watch where you're diving!" I called, splashing him. We ended up having a minor water fight before we got out. I went back to the bathrooms with my towel to get changed, while Trent lingered on the dock. Gwen was a little way away with her sketchpad, and as I left, I heard Trent calling to her "Hey, beautiful, what're you sketching?"

"Nothing!" I heard Gwen reply. She sounded a bit nervous.

I went to the confessional afterwards. "If I was watching this at home, I'd already have started shipping Gwen with Trent. I mean," I held up my little book of sketches that I'd brought with me. "I've drawn everyone. The next thing I should do is draw them together. What would the internet call it? Tren...no, that's just Trent without a T, doesn't work...Gwent! I know Gwen won't say anything, but she obviously does like him."

Our challenge was pretty easy. Chris was doing a pirate theme. Basically, we each got a picture on a plank of wood. We had to find where the picture led us, where there would be a key to a treasure chest. We needed to find a way to grab the key, and then we'd return back and open one of the treasure chests Chris had. One of them would give the person with the key invincibility. And he told us all this in a fake pirate accent.

Owen looked at his clue. "A...a..bear?" he stammered.

"I was hoping you'd get that one, dude." Chris told him, dropping his accent for a moment.

Okay, you know what I had to do to grab my key? Climb halfway down the cliff we'd dived off on the first day, then take the key from a ledge and climb back up. I was lucky to make it up alive. And it took me an hour and a half to do it at all!

That's how I ended up seeing Heather, Izzy (with a snake wrapped around her) and Lindsay (stung all over) standing on the dock, talking. I sneaked under the dock to hear what they were talking about..

"We've gotta break up Trent and Gwen." I heard Heather say. "Here's the plan: Lindsay, I need you t-" she stopped. "What happened to you?"

"Izzy tried to help..." Lindsay murmured. "Bees stinging...terror..lost keys..."

I didn't bother to listen any further. No matter what had happened, I needed to ask Gwen or Trent.

I found Gwen only an hour later, coming out of the cabin. "Gwen, I heard something about you." I said. "Someone was talking about you and Trent being together. Is that true?"

Gwen blushed, the red looking so unnatural on her pale skin. "Well, he helped me get my key." she said hesitantly. "And...I might have...kissed him...and then I got this letter from-" She was holding up a letter, just as Lindsay came running out of the cabin, screaming.

"I should warn you, though." I said after Lindsay had gone. "Heather was talking about breaking you two up. I don't know what she's planning, though."

We soon found out what she was planning. The letter, supposedly from Trent, told Gwen to go to the dock about an hour before we would be called back to open the chests. I was hanging out alone, about half an hour before we were due to go back to the theatre, when Leshawna came running up.

"I'm getting out the word." she said. "We need you to help us vote out Heather. She's been playing around with Gwen's boy Trent."

"I knew it." I muttered. "What happened?"

"Gwen told me that she got a message to go to the dock, and the first thing she saw was Heather and Trent locking lips." Leshawna answered, scowling. "Even if one of them gets invincibility, the other is history."

I gasped. Of course, it probably would've been Heather who kissed Trent, but why would he have let her? "Who else have you told?" I asked.

"I found Geoff, Bridgette and Duncan so far. If they and us vote, we only need two more people to make it a definite thing."

"Make sure Izzy knows what Heather's like." I said. "I'm pretty sure Heather's trying to recruit her. I'll try and find some more people to vote the two timers off, and I'll talk to Izzy if I see her first."

I didn't find anyone before Chris called us, though. All twelve of us arrived at the same time. Izzy still had the snake wrapped around her.

"Izzy, you've got a snake on your head." Duncan informed her.

"I know, but don't worry, he's friendly." Izzy said. The snake bit her forehead. "See? Kisses!" Then she fell over.

Owen turned up, halfway inside a bear, and then his key wouldn't open any chests. They had to sedate the bear and Owen in the end.

Heather had a great reward. "Oh, and look!" she exclaimed. "An invincibility pass! Lucky me."

That decided what the vote was going to be.

Chris didn't even try to create tension, that night. He just threw the marshmallows to each of us, until the plate was empty...and Trent had no marshmallow.

"That's right!" Leshawna spoke up. "Take your two-timing ways back to where you came from!"

"What?" Trent gasped. "But I thought I was getting along so well with everyone."

"I guess you were wrong." Heather said coolly.

Gwen glared at her. "You don't even care, do you?"

"Hey, just playing the game."

Trent scowled at Gwen. "Why should you care? You think I'm a cliché."

That was news to Gwen. "Where'd you get that from?"

"Her." Heather. She smiled slyly.

Gwen looked back at Trent. "You know, even after all this, I still didn't vote you off!"

"Then how'd I get the boot?"

"My bad." Leshawna said. "I jumped the gun on that one. Told everyone to turf out you or Heather."

"But tonight I'm invincible." Heather smirked. "So that leaves poor old Trent here."

"Which means that Heather lied to you and then kissed you in order to get you and Gwen to break up." I told Trent. "Is that why you let her kiss you?" Trent gave a nod.

"Looks like we got played." Leshawna concluded. "Sorry."

"Oh no!" Gwen cried.

"It's okay." Trent told her. "Whatever happened, happened. At least we know that we're still okay. We're still okay, right?"

Gwen managed a smile. "Yes."

Trent gently touched her face. "I want you to be tough, and fight to the end, for both of us. I'll be watching and cheering for you back home."

Of course, Chris waited until their lips were a centimetre apart to ruin the moment. "Trent, you have an appointment at the Dock of Shame and a ticket for the Boat of Losers!"

It was sad to see Trent go, although I hadn't known him well. Heather left to go to the showers, while Leshawna went to change the pipes. Me? I tore up some of Heather's clothes and hid a pair of her shorts and one of her halter tops under all my black clothes.

That's the end of that chapter! Anyone else hate Heather now?