Juvenile Delinquents

Episode Four

Bright warming rays of sunshine wake me as I sit up and stretch. I look around the cabin and find it empty.

"What the fuck," I groan, getting out of bed. I slip on a pair of skinny jeans and a black tank top. Before leaving the cabin, I make my hair presentable, grab a Gatorade and a bag of chips. I make my way to the main lodge, hoping that's where everyone is. Thankfully I'm right. As I walk in, I notice that everyone on my team is trying to eat or falling asleep.

"Woah, what happened to you guys?" I ask, sitting between Geoff and Duncan. Duncan has his head down on the table, trying to sleep.

"Fucking Harold happened," Bridgette says. I look at her, confused, but shrug it off and eat my food.

"Duncan! You look like death, dude," Chris says, walking in.

Duncan looks up, "Fuck off," he tells Chris before putting his head back down.

"Harold snored all night," Courtney says.

"Wow, four nights with no sleep! How much are you hurting, dude! You all look like shit except Rowdie! Hahahaha!" Chris laughs.

"I can sleep through anything," I shrug.

"Wanna find out!" Duncan says, glaring at Chris. Everyone goes under the table except me. I scoff and roll my eyes.

/" Seriously, he's not even that scary. He wasn't even threatening them,"/

"No, no, it's cool," Chris says, putting his hands up.

Duncan lays his head back on the table. Harold walks in with a drawn-on mustache.

"Nice," I whisper to Duncan. He glances up at me and smiles.

We all laugh as Harold sits down, "Okay, what?" He asks.

"Someone messed with your face, dude," Geoff says.

Harold looks at himself with a spoon, "Sweet stash,"

"Hey, everyone! It's Gwen!" Chris says as her team claps.

"I'm so tired. I can't feel my face," She says, letting her face fall onto the table.

"Hey, fishheads! Way to vote off your strongest player! Why don't you just give up now!" Heather taunts us.

Courtney tries to throw oatmeal at Heather, but she dodges, making it hit Gwen.

"Missed me," Heather says.

I sigh and roll my eyes. Heather is such a bitch. Hopefully, karma will give her what she deserves.

"Okay, campers, listen up! Your next challenge begins in ten minutes. And be ready to bring it!" Chris says.

We walk over to a giant indoor gym. As we walk, Bridgette asks me about Duncan, like always. "Soooooo, how did things go last challenge with Duncan?"

"We talked the entire time. He wanted to know like everything about me," I tell her.

"Aweeee! You guys are so cute! He so likes you!" She squeals as we walk into the gym.

Duncan walks over to the bleachers and lays down. "Wake me up, and it's the last thing you'll do," He says, putting his head down.

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

"It's called a medical condition. GOSH!" He yells back.

"Come on, guys, we'll be fine," I say, rolling my eyes.

"How is this fine!" Courtney yells at me, "Now we are down two players!"