The million was hers. Coming back for her third and hopefully final season, Heather sat in the bus with all of the other competitors. Before leaving she made an effort to not look like a bald rat on national television. Last season left her totally humiliated so she made sure to have a full mani-pedicure and add hair extensions to her only slightly grown back hair. There were only about five minutes until arriving and Heather was breathing in her last five minutes of slight civilisation before Chris would send them on a plane trip from hell.
In the bus, there were two benches facing each other, where everyone sat in their assigned seats. Most of this show wasn't planned, so why assigned seating was important, Heather didn't know. All she knew is that she was seated between Duncan and Gwen. She was surrounded by mostly familiar faces, although it was hard to miss the first new contestant, Sierra, who's constant screaming made Heather want to reach down her throat and rip out her vocal cords. Everyone, including Heather, was getting seriously freaked out by her and her stalker-ish knowledge about each teammate. Unfortunately for Heather, Sierra's knowledge posed a threat, since Sierra knew so much about the game she might be able to win it. Although that may present issues, Sierra definitely didn't have a killer instinct, at least not at this point. The other new contestant was definitely only here because of his looks. She knew that he knew it too. Heather loved psychology enough to know that this guy was full of himself. If the red shirt was indication enough, intentional or not, he either loved himself, or wanted others to love him. And why did it have to be one or the other? Hopefully he's like that other brainless hunk from the first two seasons. Although she disliked most people, there was something awfully irritating about this one. He hadn't really spoken all that much, which was fair. He sat across from Lindsay Owen and Dj and next to Bridgette and that freakshow Sierra. Who were all too busy either comforting Owen, who she remembered had a fear of flying, making googly eyes at the new pretty chiselled brainless guy, or being absolutely crazy and telling everyone about how Owen's fear of flying was caused by a light malfunction on his first ever plane flight.
The new guy was left to sit in silence and scan the bus. Heather's gut told her that he was a threat, and though she didn't have time for any superstitious nonsense, she always trusted her instinct.
The new guy's eyes slid to hers, where he was met with a glare. Amusement lit his eyes and a half smile graced his face. Heather, though she had a bad feeling about him, could appreciate the eye candy he provided. She couldn't wait until she sat with her million dollars.
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The bus came to a stop and Chef walked over to where all the contestants were sitting.
"Alright," he huffed, "we are going to pull up to Chris when he starts his line. After that, this row." he said, pointing to the row where Courtney, Duncan, Heather, Gwen, Leshawna, Lindsay, Owen and Dj were sitting. "Chris will say your names and you guys will get off first in that order with your bags. And then you-" he said, flinging his finger to the other side of the bus where Harold, Noah, Cody, Zeke, Izzy, Tyler, Bridgette, the new hunk dude and super freak Sierra," will follow after them. Is that clear?"
"Sir yes sir," Sierra saluted, earning many strange looks from different contestants. She giggled from the back corner and Heather was already praying that she wouldn't have to be on the same team as her.
On the outside, she heard Chris' voice beginning the show, though she couldn't quite make out what he was saying. As they got closer she began to hear what he was saying.
"... sadly, I'm forced to share my world with a three ring, traveling teen freak show." Ugh, jerk. The door opened and everyone in Heather's row stood up to exit. "They'll be competing around the globe for another million dollars. So let's meet our players," Everyone in her row walked out and Chris introduced them to the audience. "Courtney, Duncan, Heather, Gwen, Leshawna," Heather came to a stop, making Gwen bump into her, she wasn't above being petty. Gwen grunted,
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