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Alexandra Christine Rossi-Nguyen was once one of the children sitting in front of her, gazing up at the video that many of these people were seeing for the very first time. It wasn't too long ago when she was the one sitting and staring at the old-school television watching one of the most dated videos she'd ever seen in her life. However, now she was standing toward the back, leaning against the wall and being slightly illuminated by the television as she mulled over what to expect these next few weeks. It was always something she had to think about, especially considering that what most of these kids were about to see and experience for the first time, she practically knew like the back of her hand.

Oh, how times have changed.

At least this camp didn't even try to hide the fact that they were here for completely different reasons than wanting to make friends and have fun experiences and a summer full of bonding! Absolutely not. There wasn't a single kid in the known universe that wanted to genuinely do that intentionally, and if the say they did, they're lying. Not even Alex wanted to do this camp when she was little. She would have much rather spent her summers at home and around a familiar environment (but we all know she was gonna lock herself in her room and watch Sailor Moon over and over again). Much to her dismay, however, her mother had enough difficulty managing two kids around and Alex's admittedly bratty ass so her parents figured it'd be much easier on them if Alex spent the summer somewhere else so that they could raise her two half-sisters.

Luckily it got her into this position. One where she could spread the wisdom onto the kids. Well, some of it. She had to follow some guidelines as she could do some stuff the kiddies couldn't. At the same time, she didn't want to be that hard-ass counselor who was by the books. Nobody liked that person. Was it easier to do? Most likely, but it definitely didn't lend any favors in terms of building relationships with the campers. And to be quite frank, it was the relationships that made camp more fun that it had any right to be. Basketball, soccer, the blob -- they were all made better by doing it with the power of friendship! Yes, nobody wanted to actually do it, but it happened anyway.

Except this time, she couldn't have the same sort of level of relationship building. The dynamic was much different this time around. She wasn't a fellow camper anymore. She was a counselor, and there was some sort of authority and power aspect behind everything. No matter what, she was always going to have authority and power over whatever camper she bonded with. Even if she wasn't going to use aforementioned power and authority, it was always going to be there.

Then, there were the relationships with the other counselors. Admittedly, she hadn't really interacted with the other counselors, so she didn't really have time to build her relationship with the others. They seemed cool, though. Hopefully she could become chill with them.

Alex was suddenly snapped back to reality as she heard a rather rambunctious camper yell out, before she realized it was none other than CR. Chuckling, she got off the wall and gathered herself. Luckily, she had gotten there a bit before the rest of the camp, so she had taken care of unpacking and getting settled way before the rush of campers. It was still strange switching positions and becoming the one looking in. But, it was something that Alex was just going to have to get used to. For the time being, Alex was going to have to follow the girls to the female cabin, and help out anyone that needed help, because someone was going to forget what they were supposed to do and get lost.

Lord knows what happened the first time she moved in.

Anna was slightly bothered by her pairing. Out of all the people in the estate, it had to be him. The producers knew what they were doing, admittedly, but it didn't make it the slightest bit better that she was paired up by the one person who she managed to burn a bridge with. The tension was pretty thick -- thick enough to be cut through by a hot knife and be spread on a piece of toast. But, she had to bite the bullet if she wanted to stay. She didn't want to be put up for elimination. To be kicked out so quickly after coming here, that would've been embarrassing and a disgrace to the Ivanova family. As much as things were rough between her and Jett, she had to do something.

As everyone dispersed, she was about to go to Jett, only to find that he had taken the initiative and walked over to her instead. At least she didn't have to bite the bullet just yet. Now the hard part -- to talk. She looked up at him, a hand on her arm as she rubbed it slowly, to self-soothe. "Looks like we need each other." She shrugged, before glancing at the pool. "I don't want to leave, and I'm sure you don't either." Anna said, flashing an awkward smile before glancing back at everyone else.

"Just... try not to drop me okay?" Anna chuckled, "Last thing we want is to be among the first ones out. I'll try not to fall off, in return."
The morning of their first full day at this estate had been nothing short of eventful. The producers were surely very happy with what they'd just seen and were at work trying to sort everything out in time for tonight's episode. The rest of the day, at least on Anna's part, was spent on her exploring the house and getting to know some other people better. There wasn't much to really do besides get drunk and hang out with people. It could get REAL boring sometimes if you weren't interacting with people. Of course, interactions weren't exactly few and far between. Anna was probably having another conversation within twenty minutes of the last one she had.

Of course, it allowed her to gain some rapport with some other people. Madison and Jett were people she were sure to stay away from, as one didn't give her a good impression and one didn't exactly like her after this morning. Still, she ended up having a good time with the likes of Nina, Nathan, and Ashley. She spent a surprising amount of time around the pool table with them, bullshitting and making sure that Nathan wasn't going to hit the eight ball into the pocket again. You think he'd learn after the first time around, but they'd lost because of that more times than Anna would've liked.

Speaking of pool, once night time had rolled around everyone was instructed to change into swimwear. The reason being was unknown, but seeing the supposed host outside probably clued them off as to what was coming. Anna was wearing a white swimsuit as she stepped onto the rather astonishing infinity pool. It was a travesty that she hadn't made her way to this amazing pool before the cast was asked to gather here tonight. But, there was a first time for everything. As Anna stepped out onto the deck, she glanced around to see everyone making their way in. A lot of women had opted to go for two pieces, much like her. Only Nina, as a matter of fact, had opted to go for a one piece swimsuit instead. The men, for the most part, had opted for swim trunks. Anna couldn't see any speedos which was a blessing to her eyes.

Once everyone was settled and done for the most part, the host cleared her throat as the cameras panned onto her. "Alright ladies and gentlemen, I hope you had a very nice first day here. I know some had better days than others." She took a quick glance at Anna and Bella, before continuing on her monologue, "But now we've got our first challenge!"

She stepped aside to gesture at the pool, "Tonight, we're going to start with something simple. All you have to do is win a game of chicken. Every girl will be paired up with a guy and pairs will go one-by-one until there's a victor. The victor of tonight's challenge -- will get immunity from being voted off later tonight." The host put her hands together, before flashing a smile, "Any questions?"

Everyone looked at each other, before looking straight back at the host. It was pretty straight forward. The screen next to her switched from the show logo to what appeared to be portraits of everyone paired up with one another. "Your pairings are on the screen behind me. Find your partner, and be ready in five minutes! Good luck, everyone!" She smiled, before walking off to the side.

Anna squinted to find her portrait, and it didn't take her long until her eyes landed on it and then portrait next to her.

Much to her dismay, her partner turned out to be none other than...

...Jett.
So, what were your thoughts on what just happened?


"What just happened? What just happened was that people didn't understand what the [expletive] was going on. I don't get why they put regular people on here. It's like they're in over their heads. Like, seriously? Grape juice? We aren't in the fourth [expletive] grade. You gotta be kidding me with this! Where did you find these people?"




Anna glanced at Jett who asked the question about the confessionals. If it was anything like the reality shows she'd seen (and it was), they were gonna ask some questions about what just happened and record their reaction right there and then.

"Probably something like about what just happened? I have no idea how they work, but I don't think they can really ask too many questions from this."

As Madison was pulled away to do whatever bullshit confession was going to be filmed, Anna sighed, and Nina took a moment to roll her eyes as she put a hand on Bella's shoulder. Bella obviously was made very uncomfortable with what had just happened. Being berated for her choice of drink at breakfast was not the best way to start things off. She tried to stay strong for the cameras, but based on how much she was looking down at her drink and keeping her eyes away from everyone, it was really clear that she was hurt. Anna, in the meantime, was focusing on finishing up her breakfast while Nina tried to do something.

"Heeeey. Don't take it personally. She's probably got a stick up her ass. Don't take it too personally. She probably doesn't have much going on in her life."

Nina pat Bella on the shoulder a couple times, before clearing her throat once again, "Don't sweat it, dude. She'll get what's coming to her at some point."

In the meantime, Anna finished off her breakfast and decided to do something about the Bella situation. As much as she didn't want to, it was probably going to reflect even more poorly on her if she just up and left while someone was feeling down. She already got people to turn against her with her interaction with Jett, probably. It was a tough situation for her to be in. On one hand, she just wanted to be herself, but she could only relaly be so much herself before people would just start hating her. Putting her fork down, she sighed and looked at Bella. "Yeah, Nina's got a point. People like her are probably really insecure." She shrugged, "You have nothing to worry about." Anna then took the time to glance quickly at Jett, who was probably thinking up of a response. She was hoping he would take Bella's side at this little ordeal.

"I think Bella doesn't have much to worry about." Anna said, before glancing at Jett, "What do you think, Jett?"
@Ambra I fixed my sheet!



A Collaboration Between: @Bee and @Hey Im Jordan
Featuring: Justin Quentin and Henry Green




Henry didn’t even know why he was doing this. Why did Moms make him do all the hard shit? Why couldn’t he get the easy shit for once? He got stuck with all the bullshit… ‘make sure your sister is happy!’ So what, he had to hang out with the guy that Cyndi was trying to bang and make sure he was ‘cool?’ Henry didn’t even know what that meant… he already knew Justin anyway. He was an okay dude, a football player, whatever. Henry’s friends liked him, and that was what was important.

It was good enough for Henry, but was it good enough for the Cyndi fucking defense force? No, of course it wasn’t. Nothing was ever good enough for his mothers when it came to their delicate little princess. Cyndi was never going to be anything more than a spoiled little princess brat if they kept fucking treating her like that. But all anyone ever thought was that he and Hailey were real fuckers for pushing Cyndi’s buttons every once in awhile.

It got so goddamn bad that Henry had to sit Cyndi down and force her to listen to fucking dubstep Dragonball Hype Remixes because she was ‘overwhelmed’ and throwing a fucking hissy fit. If she did that shit again, then Henry was going to throw her to the goddamn wolves and let Hailey eat her the fuck up. He couldn’t be everyone’s mentor! He didn’t have the time for it… He already had to deal with the boy band bullshit.

Henry had done the one thing that sort of chilled him out. He had realized over the years that he got it from his father, and though he didn’t really do it with his father (that was more Hailey’s job), it had the same effect. Henry Green was baking. Justin had been invited over and was currently sitting at the island in one of Stentoria’s kitchens.

The soft aroma of cookies filled the room, and Henry leaned against the counter, pushing down on it with both hands. “So. You wanna bang my baby sister, huh?”

Justin was spending a little too much time in the Green household for a reason he hadn’t really expected. He thought he was going to be able to see little Ms. Cyndi Green, but instead he was with Henry Green instead, which was still cool. Henry was a cool guy, and Justin figured he was going to be seeing a lot more of him if he were to make something out of his relationship with Cyndi Green.

Besides, there were the most delicious cookies involved.

He was staring at the cookies coming out of the oven, before he was met with a question that he was somewhat expecting, but still didn’t have an answer to. “...no? I’m not trying to bang her… I’m just doing whatever she wants me to do…”

“You ain’t gotta lie to me. I get it.” Henry turned around as the oven beeped and walked back to the oven and grabbed his oven mitts, before he opened the oven and pulled the snickerdoodles out, setting them on the counter. He glanced over his shoulder at Justin and added, “ya gotta let the cookies set, ya feel me? If you eat them straight out the oven they’re not quite done, they’re still a lil underdone. So you let them set a few minutes so they can cook themselves…” Henry was mostly talking for himself, but he was looking directly at Justin as he was doing so. Despite how it may have seemed, there wasn’t an underlying message about his sister there, Henry was just sharing his burning knowledge about cookies and how to cook them.

It didn’t help he was high.

“If you gonna do whatever she wants you to do, ya ain’t never gonna get no pussy.” Henry pulled the mitts off and tossed them… elsewhere. It wasn’t like it really mattered, the maids would clean it up or something. That wasn’t of concern to the GREAT Henry Green, ruler of his realm and all that was in it — or, more accurately, the chief consultant to the leader of the boy band. “You gotta tell her what you wanna do, then do it.”

Staring at the cookies, the smell of butter, sugar, and whatever magic was placed in those cookies wafted around Justin’s nose. He hadn’t even noticed that Henry was boring holes into his soul because he was so enamored with the cookies. It wasn’t until Henry spoke up again that his attention returned to what probably mattered more.

“I’m not sure if that’s something I can do in a climate like this though.” Justin shrugged, watching the cookies cook themselves. Damn, he was hungry. “No means no, and shit. I’m not trying to force myself onto her if she don’t want none.”

“The fuck do you mean a ‘climate like this?’ Like, 2019? Get real, dude. You can do whatever you wanna do — and besides, I didn’t say force yourself. I’m just saying, be assertive.” Henry headed to the fridge and opened it up, pulling out a glass bottle of milk. He retrieved two shot glasses, and filled them up. He slid one in front of Justin, and then retrieved one of the cookies, holding it out to his companion. “Vanilla milk. I made it myself, it’s better than that regular shit. Listen, if you don’t seize the reins, you’re gonna get dumped. I’m team Justin, more or less. So I’m here to let you know shit.”

“...you’re right.” Justin shrugged. He didn’t want to be that dude who dictated everything that Cyndi like some overzealous dude. That was a no-fly zone when it came to relationships. In Justintown, he only respected women! But he didn’t know the line between being controlling and being assertive. He figured what Henry was trying to tell him was that maybe Cyndi liked being pushed around a bit.

Then, the most peculiar concoction came about. Justin took a cookie and the shot glass in front of him. “Vanilla milk? I’ve… never heard of that.” Taking a shot, it tasted like vanilla bean ice cream but liquid. It was bizarre yet really good. “How do I know if she’ll actually say yeah, though? Sometimes people say one thing but mean an entirely different thing.”

“That’s just a girl thing, dude.” Henry explained, dipping the cookie into the milk and letting the cookie soak up some of the liquid. As he did so, he brought his eyes to look directly into Justin’s eyes and shrug his shoulders. Henry pulled up the cookie and took a bite off of it, speaking with his mouthful, without a fuck to give. “You just, know, dude. Listen, you ain’t gonna take Damian’s spot and fuck someone from my family if you let everyone else tell you what to do. If you let her boss you around constantly, you’re gonna have to deal with a spoiled, bitchy, princess complex cunt.” Henry swallowed his cookie. “Just be a man. Square up. Tell her what you want to do. Instead of being like, hey do you wanna go out sometime? Be like, ‘Cyndi, let’s go to the movies on Saturday at 6. I wanna see Insidious. THe new one, last key or whatever.’ Then, when you get her in the theater, make sure Xan — that’s her bodyguard — fucks off at least three rows away. Then you put your arm around her so she can hide in you whenever the movie gets scary.”

Henry couldn’t believe he was doing this shit. He had to fucking guide someone on how to fuck his own sister, for fuck’s sake. He had to coach Justin to make sure that Cyndi stopped crying so that she could be happy and his mom would piss off. “Everytime she leans in — and she will, because she’s terrified of scary movies — just pull her in close. Be all protect-y, it’ll work. By the end of it she’ll be like… all yours dude.”

Justin heard the words that Henry said, and it made sense. The only problem was that Justin was also not a fan of scary movies. He was a prime, ripe target for jumpscares all over. The last time he watched a horror movie his cousins teased him endlessly for it. It would be a weird situation if both of them was terrified endlessly, but since this was Cyndi Green, out of all the people in the world, he had to brave up and pony up. Even if it meant braving the scariest of monsters or demons or whatever the fuck was in horror movies these days.

“Yeah… you’re right dude.” Justin shrugged, biting into his cookie. “I hate horror movies though. I can hardly ever actually handle them.”

“You need weed.” Henry said, matter of factly, munching on his cookie. Goddamn, he was good at this shit. Henry finished his cookie, and then drank the milk, before he reached into his jacket and pulled out a joint, sliding it across to Justin. “One hour before. Not sooner. Not later. I think we’re done here, bro. You better wash that glass before you take off, okay?”
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