Reynold's camp- Jasmine's POV- Day 3
Losing sucks. Let me just put it out there. Everything is awkward walking into camp, because everyone is in a state of depression and frustration. But today, we pretty much allowed the other tribes to win. Everyone just gave up, and it was an easy win for them. Damn us. We were destined to lose from the beginning, and I think everyone knows it now.
Bradley pulled Charlotte and I up the beach for a small talk as to who we were going to vote for. But my decision was clear. Nevaeh was the one who caused us to lose today, because all she did was stand around and do nothing. Probably because she couldn't see anything, and was squinting like an idiot.
"I think Nevaeh should go." I suggested.
Bradley nodded. "Yeah. But we need at least four to have a majority."
"I'll pitch the idea to Reynold. I'm sure he'll agree." I said, running down the beach.
When I entered the camp, no one was really there. Aubrey and Reynold were in the shelter, whispering back and forth. Of course, it was who they were going to vote out. It's no secret, because tribal is coming. Maybe if we lose one weak person, we can maybe win the next immunity challenge. Or the reward. That would be nice, since we haven't won anything.
"Mind if I join you?" I asked, hovering at the head of the shelter.
Aubrey shook her head. "Not at all. Come on in, join us!"
I smiled, plopping myself down in the shelter so I could talk with them. Few people at this camp are actually intelligent enough to make good choices, and Aubrey and Reynold seem like two of them. The others being Bradley, Charlotte and I. The rest of them... well, let's just say they're not the brightest.
"Who do you think should go?" I whispered.
Reynold shrugged. "I was thinking Nevaeh."
"Yeah. Same with me. I already have Bradley and Charlotte voting for her. So all I need is one or two people." I said.
"So, now we should be all set, and Nevaeh will be going home tonight by an almost a unanimous vote. Gosh, this makes me feel like a superior, controlling this vote off. And the best thing is, Nevaeh will never see it coming. She's too confident for her own good, and it's time for her to go. But hey- better her than me."
Hopping off the small stump I was sitting on, I moved out of the direction of the camera. It was time for tribal, anyways. Heading out of the woods and back into camp, Charlotte handed me my bag, although I was almost sure I didn't need it. Nevaeh should be going home tonight, and I am pretty confident that will be the outcome
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Reynold's tribe- tribal council (still Jasmine's POV)- Day 3
The very sight of seeing tribal on night three upset me. But this is the consequence of losing, I guess. If you're slow during the challenge, this is where you end up. With a heavy sigh, I followed the rest of the tribe into the small tribal area, where Jeff greeted us. A small fire pit was flaming in the center of the room, directly in front of the eight stools. It made the air around us warmer than it should be, considering that we were close to the flames.
"Behind each of you is a torch- go ahead and grab a torch and approach the flame. Dip it in, and get fire. This is part of the ritual of tribal council because in this game, fire represents your life. If your fire's gone, you're still in the game, if you're fire's gone, so are you." Jeff said.
We each put the tip of our torches into the flames, giving it some fire. As soon as I got my fire, I set me torch back down, and sat on the small wooden stool. Everyone else did the same, settling down. Then it was Jeff's turn to start asking us questions. Hopefully none of us go into a fight zone and completely lash out on one another.
