We Are ALMOST Perfect

Ch@pter 4- A nd S o I t B e g i n s {Un edited} ~Part One~

"Okay everyone welcome to our first challenge!" Rachel introduced with unnecessary excitement. I think she was trying to sound Mexican or she was choking on food. Either one it sounded not very good and very fake.

"I hope you have you're bags pack because we are planning for half of you to go home. Yes this is elimination!" Rachel continued actually close to mastering her accent. That is until I realized Rachel didn't say the last part... it was an actual Mexican.

"Yes that's right 250 of you will be returning to your loving families!" Rachel added on quickly after TRYING to make it sound like a good thing... **BOOMM** epic fail... again! And yes this time I'm sure it's Rachel.

Everyone groaned after that and I mean everyone. This makes it now a 50% chance of staying. Why do they even do that? To just break people's hearts? That's just cold. Actually it's hot since in Florida and I know what you're thinking, yes my dad drove me to Florida (cheapo).

"This first challenge will be a cooking challenge." The Mexican lady started again. I could see her glaring at Rachel for insulting her by mimicking her accent.

Cooking? What does that have to do with anything. Well, I guess you're supposed to expect the unexpected. But I was expecting something to you know more expected.

The Mexican lady made her way towards a big curtain. She pulled the rope beside it and kitchen scene appeared. In the middle there seemed to be a piece of Bristol board on a stand covered in the same kind of fabric as the curtain. "Ladies and Gentelmen!" She introduced now walking over to the board, "Welcome to your very own Chopped Challenge. One of the hardest cooking shows out there." She continued revealing the board which explained what she just said.

"Me, Teresa," Rachel started gesturing over to the Mexican lady or now so called 'Teresa',"and a special guest will be judging this round since we're not culinary experts. And you thought you were already under pressure. Please welcome special guests Bobby Flay, Rachael Ray and others!" Rachel spit out very excitedly. Saying 'others' disgustedly like they didn't matter at all or at least as not near as much as Bobby Flay or Rachael Ray. Gosh, someone had favourites.

Just. kill. me. now!

Everyone ooh and awed as master chefs took their spots. With the occasional boos from the dumbos.

"Thank you chefs for taking time off to help with our future generation of undeniable talent," Teresa said cheerily .

"Oh and on the board there will be two sections to look at. One with you're name so you can find what group you are in and one to find who you are up against. Kitchen placements, master chef, and camp helpers will be given to you later. Groups and times will be set up. Winners of each heat will have chefs favourite dish as a dish in the cafeteria," Teresa continued but with 0 enthusiasm.

Whatever! As long as I don't have Bobby Flay I'm fine. I have always envied him and cooking is not my forte.

A swarm of people attracted to the board like angry moths attracted to light. Some jumping, some screaming, some not even paying attention.

Groans and scowls plastered on the faces of a couple as they people came back. The same thing happened as more and more came back till the whole group was doing it all except ... Megan.

"I got news," she cheered while skipping. It kind of scared me considering her hair was in piggy tails and she was wearing a skirt and a pink short that said 'I love cupcakes' with a smily cupcake on front.

"What kind of news?" I questioned raising an eyebrow.

"We'll I have good and I have bad" she said which I guess is what you hear a lot.