Juvenile Delinquents

Episode Five

I woke up earlier than everyone else. I quietly get out of bed, changing into a gray t-shirt that has 'BAD' spelled out across it and skinny black jeans. I run my fingers through my hair and notice it is curlier than usual. I guess it didn't look bad, though.

"Alright, campers, enough beauty sleep. Time to show us what you're made of!" Chris says over the loudspeaker.

Everyone else starts to get up and lazily get ready. I throw on a red beanie and red vans. I sit on Bridgette's bed and wait for her to get ready.

"So, what took you so long last night?" She asks me while putting her hair up.

"What do you mean?" I ask, confused.

"You took forever to come back from the bathroom last night," She replies.

"Oh, um, nothing. I just ran into Duncan." I say casually. I mean, it is the truth.

"Ooooo, how'd that go?" She asks as we walk out of the cabin.

"Good, we didn't talk about much, though," I shrug.

We walk over to an amphitheater and sit with the rest of our team. I go sit next to Duncan while she goes to Geoff.

"Hey," I say, sitting down.

He looks over at me, "Good morning, sexy. What kind of underwear are you wearing today," He smirks.

I smile and roll my eyes, "Wouldn't you like to know sexy," I tease.

Duncan smiles and goes to say something, but Chris starts talking. "Welcome to our new state-of-the-art deluxe outdoor amphitheater. Okay, this week's challenge is a summer camp favorite. A talent contest!" Chris says.

"Yes! Awesome!" Owen says.

"Each team has eight hours to pick their three most talented campers. These three will represent them in the show tonight. Sing, dance, and juggle! Anything goes as long as it's legal," Chris says, looking at Duncan and I. Duncan snaps, making me laugh. "You'll be judged by our resident talent scout! Former DJ BJ and rap legend Grand Master Chef. To show his approval via the chef o meter! The team that loses will send one camper home tonight. Good luck," Chris says, walking off stage.

We walk back to our cabin, and as always, Courtney appoints herself as team leader, having our team 'try out' for a spot. Katie and Sadie do a dance that is, well, horrible. Tyler does a yo-yo trick or tries to. Somehow he got it wrapped around himself.

"Man, that is weak," Chris says, walking past.

Tyler walks, more like waddles away to untangle himself. DJ goes up next, he does a ribbon dance. It wasn't manly, but it was pretty good.

We all clap except Courtney, "Fine, sign him up." she sighs.

Duncan nudges me, "So do you have any 'legal' talents?" He asks, using air quotes.

"Yes, I do, actually," I smile.

"Are you going to try out then?" He asks.

"Eh, maybe if I feel like it," I shrug.

"So you are," He says.

"So, you want me too," I say, smirking.

"Maybe," He smiles.

"Hahaha, alright," I say, going into the cabin, grabbing my soccer ball. "I'm next," I say, walking out in front of everyone.

"Sarah didn't Chris say nothing illegal," Courtney says.

I roll my eyes, "This isn't illegal," I say, resting the ball on my hip, "It's just soccer. Also next time you call me that, I'm punching you,"

Courtney rolls her eyes. I smirk and throw the ball up. I catch it with my foot and continue to juggle it between my feet, thighs, and head without dropping it. I then pull a few tricks before kicking the ball up and catching it. Everyone claps except Courtney, no surprise there.