𝐭𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜

the am-AH-zon race (31)

I tried to take a quick nap before reaching our destination, but it was hard to with Owen talking in his sleep. Plus he also snored. I laid with my head against the window, with my body facing away from him.

Alejandro was on the other side of him, obviously fed up with the guy. 'Will you pipe down already?" He snaps.

This causes Owen to wake up suddenly and start flailing his arms around as he panics. Something about "crash position". I block one of his punches with my hands, but Alejandro, was not so lucky.

"Woah, what a terrible dream...Al, what happened?" Owen asks the boy who's on the floor holding his eye. I look over at him and cringe.

"Ouch.."

"Nothing a little ice and revenge won't fix."

"Cool.. wait did you say revenge?"

"Of course not...off topic. Do you have any serious allergies?"

I look at Owen before getting up to disengage in the conversation.

***confessionals***

Owen: "Sometimes I get the feeling Al might slightly not totally like me...punching him in the face? Probably didn't help...unless he's into that kinda thing...fingers crossed!"

Y/n: "Mmmmm if I have to spend another night in loser class I think I might self eliminate." I say putting my head in my hands. "I hate that we're sucking so much... I'm not used to losing like this. I've gotta step it up." I say crossing my arms.

***confessionals end***

"I swear to God if we don't win next time.." I say crossing my arms as I sit beside Izzy.

"Aw c'mon Y/n. We're a team! A team that gets along...all of us." Owen says while pulling Alejandro close to him. He mainly directed his words towards Alejandro, hoping he'd take pity on him.

"I don't mind being a team Owen. I just hate losing. And to Heather of all people...like c'mon guys. Step it up. I need everyone to stop being a slacker and pull their weight."

"Sir yes sir!" Tyler and Owen say saluting me.

"I agree my friend. I do miss the sweet sweet perks of first class. Noah, what say you?" Alejandro asks Noah, who's in the corner with his arms crossed. Chef put an eyepatch over his eye to block out the swelling.

"Eh."

"Noah..." I drag out.

"Fine. Go team." He finally says. I smile in satisfaction as Tyler puts his arm out to high five Owen and I. A faint smile ghosts his lips as he continues minding his business.

"Brace for landing we've arrived at our enxt destination. The Amazon! But the runways a little short." Chris says over the intercom.

I make sure that my seatbelt is extra secure as the plane begins to land.

★○★○★○★

"Welcome to Peru! Birthplace of the mighty Amazon River. This challenge is called the Am-AHHHH-zon Race. Teams must hike along an ancient Inka trail, through the Peruvian jungle all the way to Machu Picchu. Hidden somewhere along the ruins of Machu Pichu a golden treasure awaits dsicovery. Find the treasure to win first class passage to our next destination." Chris says explaining our challenge.

"Finally, a challenge I can actually get behind." I mutter.

"Another challenge I can't get behind. Perfect." Noah deadpans.