Away From Reality - Jack Maynard - IM A CELEBRITY - COMPLETE

Choc-Ices & Dad

I ask. "Together?"

"Together."

"One," I breathe. "Two,"

"Three!" Jack laughs, grabbing our hands and running forward. Sliding along on our stomachs, flailing across and finally being submerged into the water, I emerge on the surface, being pulled into a massive group hug by these three boys I've come to adore.

These three boys, I love absolutely endlessly.

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Holly P.O.V

"Great run through guys," I joke, stumbling out of the water pit full to the brim of plastic foam, sudds, balls and rubber stars, "let's do one!"

"Well done everyone!" Dec cheers. "How was it?"

"Amazing!" Iain gasps, "let's go again!"

"Holly," Ant turns to me, "a girl has never gone last before."

"And I blimming bossed it!" I laugh. "But it just proves that girls are as strong as boys."

"Those jets were going for you too." Ant chuckles.

"You don't understand! I couldn't see a thing!"

"You just don't understand!" Jamie mimics from our little inside joke from the last trial, giggling along with the presenting duo.

Finishing our little conversation, we all hang our capes up for the day, skipping back to camp. "You know, that challenge really takes it out of you, don't it!" Jack huffs when we pass the allotment, then the dunny, then the creek. "What's on the chair?"

"I don't know," Jamie shrugs, running over and taking the laminate from the base of the throne. "Celebrities," he reads with a broad smile of a puppy, "there are four choc-ices hidden around the camp. You must find them before they melt."

"Go!" I bellow, almost tripping up over myself. Sprinting up to the shower, as it may be the most obvious place to hide one, I climb the steps to the rock side, examining the water splashing down and rippling across the floor. Scanning across the rocks, a small plastic bag is placed on top of one of the pebbles. Running through the puddle of suds, grabbing the bag, the choc-ice is still in full form. Chocolately, icy, cold and extremely delicious.

"Got one!" Jack shouts as I trip down the steps of the shower, stumbling on my feet.

"Me too!" I reply, squealing when he passes me. "Don't eat it now you melt!"

"That's the problem. If I don't, it will melt!"

Taking a right up to the Bush Telegraph, I jog up to the door. Going to clasp the handle, the door swings open towards me, crashing straight into the side of my arm. Holding my limb in my hand, rubbing where it stings, Jamie is the one to appear around the edge. The expression on his face, a mixture of joy but guilt makes me crack up in laughter. "I'm so sorry Holly," He grins, holding a polythene bag in his hand with a choc-ice in. "Come on, it's only Iain left now to find one."

Making it down to the main camp, following Jamie and greeting Iain, who's turned over most of the hammocks and the telephone box, we all start to search manically for the final choc-ice. "The allotment!" Iain bursts, like Einstein with his ingenious idea. Barging past, I've never seen a middle-aged man move so fluently.