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Camp castaways

Scarlett's POV

It was pouring with rain. Gwen, Heather and I were sitting on the steps of our cabin, while Duncan was on his.

Duncan was making a spear, I was reading my book, and Heather was painting he nails. In the rain. Not sure how she made it this far with ideas like that

Chris had informed us that the rain was not going to stop, and that we were pretty much screwed.

"Frowning like a big sap wont bring LeShawna back you know! It'll just give you premature wrinkles" Heather said to Gwen and I "Oops. Too late.".

I stomped on the step, making it move and Heather screw up her nails.

"Oops" I smirked

"Why don't you just put us out of our misery and vote yourself off?" Gwen suggested Heather.

"So nice to see you three getting along. Gives me the warm fuzzies" Duncan smirked.

"In your dreams, perv!" Heather snarled

Confessional

Scarlett: *Rubs eyes* I swear, I'm nearing my breaking point. Heather and Gwen wont stop bickering, Duncan is still pretending to be 'cool' and I swear if Owen says he's hungry one more time, I'm going to seriously damage him. *Sighs* The only thing keeping me in the game is the money, but even that is starting to lose it's appeal.

End

"Man, this stinks! Even Owen couldn't put a fun happy spin on this weather" Duncan sighed "Speaking of which, where is Owen?"

"Haven't seen him, and I couldn't care less" I shrugged, getting up and going inside the cabin. Gwen and Heather quickly followed me and we went to sleep.

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I woke up and promptly fell out of bed, into a bunch of water. "What on earth?" I said. Heather and Gwen fell out of their bunks.

"Where did all this water come from?" Gwen asked

"How should I know?" Heather scoffed "Why don't you ask the leeches?". She held up her arm. It had leeches on it "AHHHHHHHH!" she shrieked, flinging them off.

"You know, this is so ridiculous. It's almost funny" Duncan smiled. A shark swam by.

"Yeah, it's a riot" I said sarcastically. We all climbed onto one of the floating cabins.

"Quick! We need something big and chewy to shove in his mouth!" Gwen yelled

"OWEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Heather screamed.

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Eventually, we washed up on the shore of an island.

"Ok, is anyone else a little creeped out by this deserted island?" Gwen asked nervously.

"You seriously still believe that everything on this show is as it seems?" I asked her, inspecting our surroundings.

"It's obvious that this is one of Chris's cheesy production sets, with fake props!" Heather agreed, before kicking a rock which turned out to be real. She winced in pain.

"Heather, just because something is a set, that doesn't mean that some elements aren't real" I sighed.

"Yo drama queens, we've obviously just drifted downstream from camp" Duncan said, leaning on a rock "The producers will send a search party. Let's just chill until it arrives" Duncan decided.

"What if there isn't a rescue team? What if the producers think we're dead? I say we build a raft and sail back to camp" Gwen said.

"Good call, let's get more lost" Duncan said sarcastically.