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TDWT day 10!

I knew that Chris was torturing us, but what I didn’t know is that he was into medieval kinds of torchure. This morning, I felt like he was testing out the Chinese water torture because I woke up to drops of water hitting my head in random intervals. I looked around, and it seemed like I wasn’t the only test subject. Literally, the entire place was leaking.

“Economy can kiss my aching as-” Heather started to say, but a rat fell in her mouth. She spit it out then scoffed, “If that Alejandro is in there making DJ feel welcome…” She growled out of frustration.

“By the time we win our way back in there, it will smell like dude,” Courtney complained.

“Well, I’d take ‘Dude’ over leaks any day,” Gwen said. I nodded in agreement, annoyed at economy class.

“Oh, come on, guys. There is one good thing about being in first class…” Sierra said, leaning near, almost on top of, Cody. Cody leaned back and fell down. I rolled my eyes. Cody is in whatever class you are in, I thought. And by the way you are acting, that class is “no”.

“Attention, Passengers….” Chris came over the intercom, “AHHHHHHHHH!!!!” We all started screaming, and I could feel the plane going down. If Chris is just messing with us, he’s dead.

We didn’t exactly have the softest landing, but sadly, it was one of Chef’s best. We all got out of the plane by this inflatable tube thingy that you slide down.

“Two airports on an island the size of a postage stamp and he misses both. But somehow, it's my fault!” Chris complained.

“You blew our money for the season on ‘Chris’ work,” Chef said.

“Chris! Owen and Izzy need help,” Courtney said. She was pulling on an arm that belonged to Owen, and Izzy was beside him. The plane was crushing them and I have no clue how they survived. They were both put on an ambulance.

“Izzy and Owen are gonna be fine thanks to travel insurance help is on the way. In 6 to 38 hours.” Chris said.

“What about the rest of us?” Gwen asked.

“Well we’re out of gas, planes busted, and we’re broke. But the show must go on! We can’t waste any of this footage! Think of the hits we’ll get on cliptoons!”

“Where are we?” Tyler asked.

“Jamaica mon! We were supposed to land in Ochs Rios but since somebody forgot how to glide, we’ll have to do the challenges here instead, and fast, before whoever owns this dump and asks for a location fee.”

“Didn’t you guys budget for the whole season?” Noah asked.

“Some things cost more than expected, air plane ready hot tubs don’t grow on trees you know.”

“You spent thousands of dollars on something you’re only going to use for 2 months when you could have used it to buy a better plane?!” I complained.

“You have to have an emergency fund!” Heather said.

“Spent it on our last fuel up,” Chris explained. Okay, so you knew you were going to need more money, and you still let us go?!

“Which went so well,” Noah commented, rolling his eyes.

“Grab your board shorts and meet me at the waterfall,” Chris said walking away with Chef.

We got in our bathing suits. I almost puked when I saw Alejandro was wearing a speedo. Belch! We met back at the top of the waterfall as told. Chris was there wearing some stereotypical Jamaican outfit complete with a womans shirt. “Hahaha, nice blouse,” Noah said.