Chapter 16- Bush tucker Trials, Busy times and, Birthday treats

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It was getting dark and Anthony was starting to cook dinner. Him and Mark were arguing about potion size and how Mark had used too much rice yesterday. I felt bad for him as all he was trying to do was make sure everyone had enough to eat. It was his first-time cooking. I ate a bit after being force fed by Dougie again before heading off for an early night.

Time moved quickly after that. Steph left a day after while Emily did the bushtucker trial. She was the first person to get a full house of meals for the camp. We couldn't have been prouder of her. Anthony and Mark did a trial involving our family members and friends dressed in gorilla suits. They had to guess which of our families said what. They won the chance of one of the celebs being able to see their loved one. The boys were going to pick Fatima so that she could see her son but they weren't sure if the answer would be correct and instead choose Sinitta.

The next day Sinitta left while Jess did the bushtucker trial. She did very well. Camp had good energy that day. We did a kings and queens challenge where each of us had to give a speech saying why we should be crowned king or queen of camp. Of course, Dougie decided to go over the top. He stood on the round table we sat at and spoke in an old-fashioned accent, calling his soldiers to arms. In the end Willie won and Lorraine was chosen to be his Queen. They were then in charge of giving us tasks to do around the camp. I was camp scievy with Pat. Great.

The next morning Ant and Dec came down into camp and told us Pat and Fatima would have to go head to head to determine who would stay and who would go. Pat left and I wasn't complaining. Camp became a happier place. Fatima then went off to the next trial. She came back and told us all of the horrors of her trial. She had to put her head in a ball that was filled with cockroaches. She even got one stuck in her nose and brought it back to camp to show us. Me, Dougie and Anthony were all called up to the bush telegraph. I gave the crutches back as my leg had healed up nicely. I got the bandage changed before sitting in front of the camera. They continued to tell us that we would be the camp traitors. We were going to be set secret tasks to do against the King and Queen. In favour we would win packages from home for everyone. This was gonna be fun! Our first task was to burn Lorraine's crown.

Anthony waited until Lorraine had gone for a shower before grabbing her crown from where she had left it sitting on her throne. Making sure no one was watching he quickly hide it under his bed. He then continued to galivant around camp with a bin bag, making sure every new he was doing a rubbish sweep.

"I'm doing a rubbish sweep, thanks," he replied to Jess who asked if he had needed any help.

"You know what, I can put some socks I don't want in there." Jess said before adding some clothes to the bag. How perfect. With a subtle head movement from Anthony indicating his bed, I quickly agreed saying that I would add a top to the pile too. I walked past Anthony's bed making sure to trip on the way. With a quick movement, I shoved the loose crown under my shirt before standing again. Once I grabbed the top, I manged to place the crown under the top and put both items in the bin bag without anyone noticing. Once the crown was in the bag, Anthony placed the bag onto the fire. The crown burned a brilliant red and no one knew.

Later in the day, Lorraine went hunting for her crown. Anthony and I got up and tried to help her look for it. I felt bad when she started really worried, she had lost the crown. She started saying how stupid she was. Jess joined us and agreed with us that she didn't lose anything and that we were all sure that the crown would turn up at a strange time and it was nothing to worry about. Lorraine had kept looking for it all day but had obviously not been able to find it. They started to suspect Dougie because he was acting cheeky all day. They of course then suspected me as his partner in crime. If it wasn't for Lorraine stepping in and backing me by telling everyone I was with her all day, I might have been caught.

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