Carrie shivered slightly to herself, as she and her new-found fellow campers waited with baited breath on the top of the tallest cliff in Wawanawkwa.

Chris was there as well, watching them, as if letting their imaginations picture the horrible fate that awaited them in their first challenge.

"Your first challenge is to jump off this one thousand foot high cliff into the lake.", said Chris, finally.

Carrie sucked on her bottom lip nervously. She had suspected as much; why else had Chris brought them to the top of the cliff?

How was she supposed to jump off this cliff? She could barely stand up to any of her bullies back in Chamberlain, so how could she make this leap?

Although several of the other campers looked nervous about this as well, one blonde girl from the bass actually smiled. "Piece of cake.", Carrie distinctly heard her say.

Carrie almost laughed in incredulity, as Chris went on with his explanation. "If you will look down into the lake, there are three rings in the water. The smaller ring is your target area; the larger one is not. That's because we have stocked that ring with giant... ravenous... sharks!"

Carrie didn't look down the cliff like the rest of the campers (she would've most likely thrown up if she had), but for some reason she didn't doubt Chris' words. Something about him said that, although he lied a lot, he didn't lie about challenges.

As Chris continued with saying something about the second part of their challenge , Carrie backed to the edge of the group, determined to be as far away from the cliff's edge as possible.

The Killer Bass were soon called to perform their jumps first, which the blonde girl from before (Bridgette) did with some reluctance. Geoff, Eva, and Duncan soon followed.

Every time someone jumped and disappeared down the cliff, Carrie felt her stomach lurch up, almost as if she were the one jumping at that moment.

Eventually, the Bass finished, with only DJ and Courtney refusing to jump. Chris apparently liked humiliation as well, because the two of them were forced to wear a chicken hat to signify their cowardice.

Carrie did get a new teammate when Katie switched with Izzy over to the Killer Bass. The red-haired girl looked positively thrilled to be jumping off this cliff, judging by how she was hopping up and down in anticipation.

Carrie continued to stew in her own fear of jumping off the cliff, even ignoring Heather being thrown off the cliff by Leshawna.

Eventually, after an ungodly short amount of time, it seemed there were only three people left on the top of the cliff: herself, Trent, and Owen.

"Let's do this, guys!", Trent said to the two others, high-fived Owen, then jumped off the cliff.

"All right, you guys.", Chris said through a bullhorn to the campers who were already at the bottom. "There's just two campers left who haven't jumped. The Gophers need this for the win."

He put down the megaphone, and smiled a fake smile at Owen and Carrie. "No pressure, dudes.", he said, reassuringly.

"OK, there's pressure!", said Chris, now back through the megaphone.

Carrie was white with fear as she closed her eyes. Owen was slipping on water wings, so he would most likely go next. Which would just leave Carrie.

Carrie knew what was going to happen. She wouldn't be able to make the leap. She would be voted out first thing tonight. She would have to go home to face the ridicule of her fellow teenagers in Chamberlain... and her mother.

As Carrie tried to control her breathing, a large shape appeared in front of her.She tentatively opened her eyes to see Owen now in front of her.

"Hey, it's OK.", said Owen, not unkindly. "I see that your scared to jump off, like me. Do you want to do it together?" He held out his hand.

Carrie stared at him. Was he being serious? Why was he being... nice to her?

For half a second, Carrie thought that he might throw her over the cliff as a prank when she took his hand, much like Leshawna did to Heather.

But she looked into his happy-go-lucky face, and... couldn't help but trust him. Her hand shakily rose up to take his.

Without another thought, Owen turned and pretty much dragged Carrie to the edge of the cliff, due to his weight. For a wild moment, Carrie thought her fears were being proven true, when Owen jumped off as well.

The air stung Carrie's eyes as she fell down. Finally she opened her eyes a fraction of a second to see she and Owen were headed straight for the shark filled ring.

Not seeing any alternative she reached out and...

Flex...

They hit the water in the safe zone. Carrie soon surfaced, rubbing her eyes of water, as Owen surfaced as well just a few feet away.

"Woo-hoo!", said Owen, pumping his fist in the air. "I thought we were goners!"

We were goners, thought Carrie to herself, as she stared down at her hands.

Pretty soon, the Gophers were basking in the joy of victory in the first part of the challenge.

They even began singing one hundred bottles of pop on the wall as they pulled their carts.

Carrie however had more on her mind then victory.

She thought back to herself telekinetically nudging Owen and her into the safe zone. She had moved stuff with her mind before in Chamberlain, but not stuff that size.

She just hoped the cameras hadn't caught any of it.

She also looked to Owen. The big guy had paired up with Carrie to pull a cart, but due to his big size and strength, he was easily able to pull it himself. Carrie simply walked beside his load.

She was still slightly confused by his kindness to her. While she believed it was genuine, the cynical part of her brain said that it wouldn't be long before he started laughing at her.

Then again, not everyone in the world could be dead-set on making Carrie White miserable.

As she turned this new thought over in her mind, she couldn't help but sense that someone was watching her.

She turned to see one of the two scrawny guys of her team (Was Noah his name? No, it was Cody.) was watching her. Watching her with a very strange, but curious, stare.

She looked away from him as a sign that he should stop, but all throughout the rest of the day she felt his stare on her.

The day was hot, so, even though the Gophers had it better than the Bass, they were still pretty tired and sweaty when they finally returned to camp.

Carrie knew she wouldn't be much help when Chris announced they could only use their teeth to open their crates, so she just hung back while Owen or Izzy tried their hand.

Eventually, after the Bass had made it to camp much later in the day, the Gophers were finished somewhat early with their hot tub.

"This is an excellent hot tub.", Chris himself said when he was judging the above-ground pools near suppertime.

Even Carrie, despite her outwardly mopey exterior, felt a measure of pride for all the hard work the team had done. Even more-so when Chris said that they would be able to keep this hot tub for the rest of the summer.

Carrie looked at her team throwing, in Chris' words, a wicked party with their hot tub from the cabin window. Even though she had been excited that they got to keep the pool, she knew she would not be participating in any parties.

Parties and Carrie White just didn't mix.

So, ignoring Owen's beckoning hand, she made her way to bed for the night. As she stared up at the moldy ceiling, she thought that maybe this summer wouldn't be as bad as she previously thought...