2:00am

Chris sat in the Main Lodge with a giant monitor in front of him. The camera panned over to him as he spun his chair around to look at the viewer.

"We are 3 hours in and the teams are still going strong! Once it hits 7am the challenge is over, and if everyone survives there will be no elimination!" Chris said. "Now, let's take a look at our clown and see how she's doing."

Clown Scene 1

The clown walked around in the forest for a little bit, wiping a little makeup off her face and yelling under her breath.

"Damn you McLean! That money better hit my card as soon as I get off this filthy island."

She walked out of the forest, ending up at the beach and sat down on the shore. "You know what… I'm here, I've got this stupid chainsaw, and I've got an ugly full face of makeup on! I'm taking a nap!"

The Giggling Goats were the strongest team at the moment, both in numbers and strategy. Untying their wrists made it easier for them to move around, for obvious reasons, and their main hurdles for the competition was to not fall asleep or talk too loud.

"So, after I signed the contract for modeling, I traveled around the world with my manager and he got me all of my modeling gigs." Jazelle stated. "I've also been on two seasons of Fashionista Flip-Flop, I won the first season I was on, which got me a Vogue Cover and 10,000 dollars. In the second season, which was only for winners, I met Tom and Jen who won the season. I came in 4th."

"We get it, you're a model." Blaineley rolled her eyes.

"Well I also like sports," Jazelle added. "My favorite sport is tennis, but I've played soccer in elementary, basketball and football in middle school, and tennis and baseball throughout highschool."

"So you really did everything, huh?" Devin asked.

"Pretty much, but sometimes I regret modeling."

"Why?" Cody asked.

"I got signed for modeling my sophomore year, so I never graduated High School. I like to think that I'm smart, but I really wish I went to college sometimes."

"But you get a lot of money for modeling, right?" Zoey asked.

"I get a good amount, but I've always wanted to be a detective. I used to watch shows like SVU, Forensic Files, and Dateline with my Aunt all the time. The detectives are always the heroes and I just feel like I could be one."

"So if you make good money, why are you in the competition?" Blaineley asked.

Jazelle sat up off of Lightning's shoulder and looked down at the dock.

"Well the money is for my brother's education mainly. I want to get him through college and pay for him to get to go to any college he wants to."

"You want to pay off the college? I'm pretty sure that's illegal." Harold noted

"Oh, no I want to just pay for tuition and materials and the school cost for him. Not pay the college to get him a degree." Jazelle explained, receiving a nod from everyone else. "Then, I want to buy my Aunt and Uncle a house and a few cars, they've raised me all my life and they've always struggled with rent. So then after buying the house, I would also save money to cover utilities until my uncle does early retirement."

"Don't you want to use any money for yourself?" Lightning asked.

"Well yeah, but I only want to keep a million for myself. The rest I'd probably give away to charity and my closest friends."

"What about going to school? I thought you wanted to go back." Sierra asked.

"I can't, I'm too old and no college will take me without a high school diploma."

"I'm sure you could, baby." Lightning said wrapping his arm around her. "I'd do anything to fulfill your dreams."

Jazelle blushed and laid back down on his shoulder. "We'll see what happens."

Blaineley Confessional:

"Everyone is loving Jazelle's story about her life and if they feel bad for her, they'll try to keep her around. They like her and I can't have that. But, I saw something else with Jazelle and Lightning. They're Bridgette and Geoff all over again. Miss Independent hooks up with an attractive brain dead guy and then she gets all mushy and falls apart. Lightning better watch out, because taking him out will only weaken Jazelle."

4:00am

Clown Scene 2

The clown was wandering around the kitchen, waiting for anything to happen.

"I'm better suited for the AfterMath. But this gets me some time with my baby." She sighed. "I just hope he knows how much I love him."

She looked up and the moon, holding a pair of nunchucks with her name on it.

The Crying Catfish sat in the hideout and were going strong. Like the Giggling Goats, they just talked out the wait with their only struggles being keeping their voices down and not falling asleep.

"So, has anybody thought about what might be in those boxes?" Heather asked looking over to the two boxes in the front corner.

"Not really." Bridgette shrugged. "It must not be important, I doubt Chris would leave anything important in a place where anybody could find it."

"But this hideout was supposed to be a secret anyway, so that could be why the boxes are here." Emma noted.

"It seemed like a storage shed to me." Trent said. "The extra stumps could be here for when we merge?"

"Well it's Chris. I'm sure we'd be eliminated for going through his stuff." Jasmine added. "Probably best if we stay away from that area."

Heather nodded and figured she'd continue the conversation. "So, what if we all just went around and said one thing that we've never told anybody before, and the information we share must stay confidential."

"Trying to gain dirt on us?" Emma asked.

"No, she's just trying to make small talk," Bridgette replied. "I'm sure she just means embarrassing stories, not anything scandalous."

Heather nodded. "Yes, I was just trying to talk to you guys. I'm sorry I guess."

The team sat in an awkward silence for a minute before Bridgette began talking.

"One time, while I was working at the surf shack, my crush at the time was trying to fix my lei before our opening. When he did that, I kind of thought he was trying to hug me at first. So I went in for the kiss and he pulled away from me." Bridgette said.

"He didn't like you?" Trent asked.

"Well, he pulled away from me and I apologized. He said it's okay and the kiss was great..."

"How is that embarrassing?" Emma asked.

"Uh, after he said the kiss was great I asked him why he pulled away from me."

"Was he in a relationship?" Gwen asked.

"No… he turned out to be gay." Bridgette answered with a laugh.

"That must've been awkward." Heather said.

"No, it was fine… but then he told me how he liked my brother who is a year older than me and the same age as him. So then they both dated for 2 years before they split up eventually."

Gwen laughed and looked over to everyone. "Ok so in high school I had this cubby hidden in my high school locker filled with my sketches of this teacher I liked."

"Wait… did you…" Trent began.

"No! I'd never. But after this girl went rummaging through my locker, she found it and told him." Gwen said.

"So what did you do?" Jasmine asked.

"I had gym the period before her. So I got into her locker the next day, I took out her conditioner and squeezed gorilla glue into the bottle. Then I added some blue dye and essential oils to make it smell and look like the original conditioner." Gwen explained.

"Did you get in trouble?" Lindsay asked.

"No, but she came back the next day looking like Marge Simpson." Gwen chuckled. "That was a great day, honestly."

"But couldn't they track it back to you, I mean your hair is blue now." Heather said.

"Actually, I was rocking purple that year so they couldn't connect the hair color to me." Gwen stated.

"Oh… cool." Heather replied.

Clown Scene 3: Confessional

"So yeah, I'm here again and it honestly just sucks. But Sky wanted me to come here and make peace with all of these peasants once and for all. Maybe a good way to start is to not call them peasants."

The Running Roosters were up from the cabin and decided to roam the shore. It was 5 a.m and all of the teams were doing well in the challenge.

"We're doing pretty good." Owen chuckled.

Courtney glared over to him. "Don't jinx us, dude! We're already behind on teammates and I like this team for once."

Owen nodded and looked back at the team. "Okay, that's my bad."

The clown walked over to the dock, stopping behind Blaineley.

"Uh… Blaineley…" Lightning began. "There's a big scary man behind you."

"Zip it jock strap!" the clown yelled.

"Jo?" Zoey questioned keeping her voice down. "Why are you here?"

"And why do you look more like a clown than usual?" Blaineley snickered.

The clown knocked on the door of the hide out and slid the door open. She was holding a pair of nunchucks.

"Hey y'all!" the clown greeted. "Boo."

"Leshawna?" Heather asked. "Why are you the clown?"

"Money. And I need to see Harold. Have you seen him?" She asked.

"Uh… no. Not recently." Heather answered.

"Okay, well I'll just hang out with you guys for a little while." Leshawna smiled.

"What about the other teams?" Bridgette asked.

Leshawna shrugged.

The Running Roosters continued along the beach, running into the clown resting on the shore.

The clown shot up to her feet with her chainsaw in her hand as they approached her. "Ha! There you are!"

Everyone on the Roosters team stood in stunned silence, both scared and trying to figure out who the clown was.

"EVA!" Owen shouted. "IT'S REALLY YOU! HI!"

"Damn it, Owen!" Courtney facepalmed.

"Oops… my bad." Owen winced.

The Giggling Goats and Crying Catfish's alarms began to go off.

"Wait, is it over?" Cody whispered.

The Crying Catfish came out of the hide out, as the alarm sounds were echoing through the hideout.

Chris turned off the sirens as he got on the loudspeakers. "Campers, it is 5:46 and the Running Roosters have lost the challenge!"

"Hey look," Leshawna began, pointing up at the dock. "It's the clown!"

"Wait, there's another clown?" Sierra asked.

"Leshawna!" Harold cried, jumping down from the dock and next to Leshawna. "Hi baby."

Leshawna hugged him with the nunchucks wrapped around her right wrist. "I missed you baby! And we need to talk."

Eva looked the Roosters up and down. "Well, this must really suck for you guys. See one of you guys in the AfterMath."