[DISCLAIMER: THIS FANFICTION IS NOT COMPLETE AND IT NEVER WILL BE, THIS IS ALSO INCREDIBLY BADLY WRITTEN. READ AT OWN RISK]
A story of Charlotte Rose going into I'm a celebrity 2019, she can't wait to meet new friends and maybe something more?...
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"Ehhh" I say as I force my self to swallow the flavourless beans and rice, "who's coming to wash up with me" I say. No one answers so I decide to just go and wash up my tin, as I sit down at the creak I hear water hitting the floor making a splashing noise. I look through the bushes to see a figure who is tall and was washing there hair, I giggle to my self as I can hear him singing.
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He turns his head then notices me and starts doing these silly dances, "what you laughing at" he mouths to me. I then go to the shower which is around the corner and I take off my clothes so I was just wearing my bikini.
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I can see Myles staring at me so I tease him by bending down to grab some shampoo and I rub it into my hair slowly while humming to a tune and swaying my hips. After I wash my hair through I then pull my strap down on my top to wash on my body, "*wolf whistle*" Myles winks at me while motioning that he has to go. I frown and blow him kisses, "byeeee" I mouth.
I decided to leave my hair down as I have naturally blonde curly hair
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As I walk back to camp with my cleaned tin and damp hair people asked why I didn't say anything to them, James starts having a go at me "Charlotte why didn't you say where you where going?! We were all scared!' He shouts "WELL MAYBE IF YOU LISTENED TO ME THEN YOU WOULD OF HEARD ME SAYING THAT I WAS GOING TO WASH UP MY TIN!" I shout back then I run off to the dunny, I start to cry as I want to go back home "I miss my babies" I say as I sob to my self "my poor little pugs".
(Okay so I'm going to do a huge time skip and it's going to be the two camps together)
