YOU COULD RATHER HONESTLY SAY THAT YOU DIDN'T REALISE HOW AGONISING ONE OF THE WANNABE TWINS GETTING VOTED OUT WOULD BE.
the previous night, katie had been eliminated from the bass team and sadie had been nothing but a mess. when your team had rocked up later she was a sobbing mess.
you admittedly pitied the girl, it would be hard to be away from someone when you had known nothing but them for so long. you yourself were struggling being away from joey for so long, so you could only imagine what it may be like for either of them.
didn't mean it wasn't horribly annoying, though.
"campers, your next challenge-" chris grinned after whistling to catch everyones attention.
you yawned, resting your chin in your hands.
"-is a little game i like to call "phobia factor"" chris presented using the voice of a gameshow host. which he technically was, just more annoying.
your sat up in your seat a bit more, eyebrow raised.
"prepare to face your worst fears!" his arms went up in the air.
a frown settled on your face,
our worst fears? are you joking me?
"worse than this?" leshawna questioned, pulling a face as she lifted her fork which held a very grey sausage with hairs poking out. you shuddered.
"we're in trouble" gwen deadpanned dully.
"now for our first victims..." chris read from a small piece of paper, "heather! meet us all in the theatre. it's sumo time!"
heather spat her coffee out, drenching trent. you snickered lightly.
