Currently, all the girls are hanging out by the dock. Heather and Lindsay are sitting in beach chairs reading magazines, Leshawna is sitting a couple of feet away from them eating chips. Bridgette, Gwen, and I are hanging out on the dock. Gwen's writing in her diary, Bridgette's cleaning her surfboard, and I'm sitting on the edge of the dock dangling my feet in the water while talking to Bridgette. Today is on the warmer side, so I'm wearing a pair of black short shorts, a black short-sleeved, see-through mesh top with tiny silver stars across it, with a black bra under it.
It's been a living hell since the guys left. All us girls have done is argue with no means of escape from each other, and well, I miss Duncan. I look around to see all the other girls glaring at each other, making me sigh, point proven. I watch Lindsay try to swat a fly away from Heather but smacks Heather in the face instead. Heather, looking pissed, stands up and starts yelling at her, "Lindsay, you are a total-" She starts but gets cut off by a giant horn.
I look over to see the boy's yacht as they are blasting music and dancing on the boat's bow. I get up and run over to Duncan as he gets off the ship.
"Duncan!" I say as I throw my arms around him, "I missed you!"
He laughs and wraps his arms around my waist, "I missed you too, too bad you couldn't come with, it was amazing,"
I hang on to Duncan as the boys gather at the end of the dock.
"Oh, sweet mother of mirth. You can't buy that kind of fun," Owen says.
"I think Owen and DJ took a real shine to those lovely ladies who served us hand and foot," Duncan says to Geoff.
"Lovely ladies, huh," I say, staring up at him.
He looks down at me, "No, we near as lovely as you are though babe," He says, kissing my forehead.
"Hello, the spa treatments? My alligator elbows are totally gone," DJ says as Owen rubs his elbows.
"Oooooh, like velvet," Owen comments.
I look over to see all the girls staring daggers at the guys as they gather at the start of the dock.
Owen pulls out a tray of chocolate and walks towards them, "A chocolate-coated cherry blossom?" He offers them.
Leshawna takes off her shoe and throws it at the tray, knocking it into the water.
"NO!" Owen screams.
Geoff walks up to him, "It's okay, dude. The ladies are just a little jealous."
"Yeah, but who can blame them? They can barely stand each other," Duncan says as we walk over.
"It's true," I comment.
"And meanwhile, us guys are closer than family! Guys rule!" Duncan continues.
I clear my throat and cross my arms. Duncan chuckles, "Except for you, babe, we're close too," He says, pulling me back towards him.
All the guys cheer and go to high-five when Chris comes over the loudspeaker, "Listen up, campers. As of right now, all teams are officially dissolved from here on in. It's every camper for themselves,"
Duncan clears his throat, "Well, uh, it's about time we flew solo," Duncan says, as all the guys turn away from each other.
"Except us, right?" I question.
"Well, duh, nobody is splitting us apart," Duncan says, making me smile.
"Oh-ho-ho, I am feeling that! Bring it on, Chris," Leshawna says.
"Then get ready for this," Chris says, sounding overly happy. A horn blows, and I look over to see Eva..... yeah, this can't be good. Everyone starts gasping and panicking, even the boys.

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Juvenile Delinquents
FanfictionMeet Sarah, former Juvenile Delinquent. On a whim to get out of her small hometown she applys for a Tv show with no expectation of actually getting on. But now that she's compeating against 22 other teens in a run down summer camp run by a crazy hos...