After taking advantage of the shower, we felt cleaned and refreshed for the day ahead of us. We walk into the mess hall and see Chris leaning up against the door with Chef beside him.

"What, no breakfast?" Trent asks as he sees the empty tables.

"Oh don't worry bro, there will be plenty of food later on." Chris answers as he and Chef laugh with one another. I walk in behind him and roll my eyes.

"What are you two giggling about?" Leshawna asks as she walks in. They look at each other before laughing again.

"Congratulations to the remaining 11 campers for reaching the halfway mark in the competition. You'll all be on your on the jury for the final episode."

"We got the power!" Geoff exclaims with his fist in the air.

"The two teams will become one next week. But first, all the girls will be moved to the gopher cabin and all the guys will stay in the bass cabin. This weeks challenge is as old as history itsself. A battle of the sexes."

Duncan raises his eyebrows up and down and Lindsey blows a raspberry at him.

"After everyone is settled in I'll annouced the challenge. And then, you'll have a uh, bite to eat." Chris says before he and Chef break out into a fit of laughter. "Ready for a little good news? This week, no one will be kicked off. It's all for reward and it's a good one. Okay, time to relocate. Let's move."

We get up from our seats and start to walk towards the cabins. I wait behind for Bridgette and link arms with her.

"Yay we get to be on the same team Bridge!"

"Yeah, but only for a week." She says with a laugh.

"Well, it's better than nothing. I wish we got put on the same team to start with."

"It's okay though. Everything happens for a reason."

"Hey Bridgette." Heather says coming to join our chat. "Your hair looks great today. So natural."

"Thanks I-"

"How do you take care of it? You have to share your secret." Heather says grabbing her arm. She then pulls Bridgette away from me. She turns around to smirk at me and sticks her tongue out at me leaving me alone.

"Aww cheer up Y/n. I'll walk with you if you'd like." Owen says coming up behind me.

"Oh no it's okay-" I'm interrupted when he pulls me into a spine shattering hug.

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****confessionals***

Bridgette: "I was a bit worried about being the only new girl on the team. But then I figured it can't be that bad. I don't buy that hype about how well guys get along and how catty girls can be."

***confessionals end****

"No-bodies leaving until I find out who ate my pudding pockets!" Leshawna screams at Heather who's standing with her back to her and her arms crossed. I'm laying on my bed watching them go back and forth.

"I ate them. So what?"

"Woah! Pump the brakes a minute. You're "so what"-ing me? That's my food. Nobody touches my food!"

"Whatever...deal with it. It serves you right for leaving your junk everywhere...especially that." Heather says pointing to her bra. "That is bugging me."

"Yeah it'd bug me too if I didn't have anything in the front of the back to shake." She says grabbing her chest and her butt.

"Yeah...well you got so much junk in your trunk, your jeans should come with a trash compacter!"

"Ooouuuu you wanna piece of this?!"

"Uh oh." Bridgette says at the door. It's obvious that she's not used to confrontation as she watches Heather and Leshawna go back and forth for like the millionth time since we've been on this show.

"Bridgette! It's so good to see you!" Heather says going over to the girl. "Come in come in! Welcome to our cabin! We're like a big family in here."

"Big and dysfunctional." Gwen adds.

"Anything you need, just yell."

"Thanks for the awesome welcome Heather."

"Welcome to the club! It'll be sooo much fun! As long as you do everything Heather says." Lindsey says before she's kicked in the shin by Heather.

"Hahah, yeah we love joking around here in the girls cabin. I made sure your bunk was next to mine-"

"Hey that's my bed- Ow!"

"So we can talk and share and really get to know each other."

"Okay, yeah. Hey thanks everybody I can't wait to get to know all of you-"

"Okay plenty of time to chat later. Let's unpack." Heather says forcing Bridgette onto her side of the cabin.

" This is great..I bet we're getting along way better than the guys."

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Heather offers to do Bridgette's makeup, but when the blonde says she likes to "keep it natural", Heather insists and starts filling in her eyebrows.

"And my mama said ain't nothing free in this world. Watch your back with this one Bridgette." Leshawna says as Gwen nods.

"Mind your own business."

"Guys we're a team." I say getting up from my spot on the bed. "And Heather, we all know your just going to use Bridgette for your own personal gain. You're just scared because right now we have a numbers advantage over you when the time comes to vote." I say with my hand on my hip.

"Y/n's right...mostly. We're a team. We should be using this as an opportunity to get to know each other better." Bridgette says trying to mediate.

"You wanna play that way? Fine. Be on their side." Heather says walking to her bag. She then gets a roll of duct tape and plasters it onto the floor to divide the cabin. "This is my side and that's your side."

****confessionals****

Heather: "Okay, I probably could have played that better. But Leshawna seriously crease me."

***confessionals end****

"Huh, yeah that's right. You keep putting down that tape. And if you cross it, I'll smack you down." Leshawna threatens as me and Gwen stand beside her.

"You can choose the weird girls if you want Bridgette, but just so you know if you do, you're like not allowed on our side. Right Lindsey." The blonde glares at Bridgette and stands beside Heather.

***confessionals****

Bridgette: "I thought we were supposed to be a team? You know, united. Together in solidarity...or something?"

****confessionals end***

"Bridge, don't worry about Heather. We're your friends. She's just lying. She'll string you along and then cut you loose. Just like she did Beth." I say crossing my arms.

"It's true. She will- Ow!" Lindsey says as Heather steps on her foot.

"Take your pick." Heather says getting annoyed. Bridgette hesitantly looks over at the girl, then she and I make eye contact. She finally steps to our side and Heather scoffs.

"You just dug your own grave." She says as she and Lindsey storm off. Leshawna and Gwen walk off satisfied.

"Let's try to get along here. Otherwise the guys are going to cream us! Don't you get it?" Heather throws Bridgette's bag across the floor as the surfer deflates. I bend down and pick it up for her and walk over to the empty bed.

"Look, a word of advice. It's better to just stay clear of Heather. She cannot be reasoned with. I would know, I've tried being nice to her several times and all that's gotten me is being locked in the outhouse and getting my pants ripped off on national televison." I say while shuddering. "Leshawna and Gwen are cool. Just stick with us." Bridgette sighs but complies nonetheless as I help her unpack her clothes.

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"It's time for today's challenge!" Chris says with a clipboard in his hand.

"Uh, where's breakfast at?" Leshawna asks looking around. Chris and Chef laugh with one another as we all look on annoyed and confused.

"Stop doing that." Heather snaps.

"Let's just tell them...today's challenge is ...The Brunch of Disgustingness! You'll be getting a nine course meal. Each member of each team must finish each dish. You will not know if the next dish is grosser than the last, not as gross, or just as gross. Just that it will likely be gross."

***confessionals****

Y/n: "I'm already a picky eater enough as it is. I mean do you see me eating Chef's food? No!" I say raising my hands in the air. "This is my worst nightmare." I say hiding my face in my hands.

***confessionals end****

We get seated at our table with our dish being covered in front of us. I anxiously tap my fingers on the table and bounce my leg up and down.

"Take a whiff boys. Cause all I smell is victory for me and my girls!" Leshawna says while sniffing thr air.

"I'll eat anything. Even my drawers if I have to."

Bridgette notices my uneasiness and places her hand on my shoulder.

"Hey, are you good?"

"Hmm, oh yeah." I say lying. "Can't wait to see what horrible food Chef prepares for us..." I say letting my sentence drag on. I shudder and Bridgette rubs my back in comfort.

"Don't mess this up for us. We are winning this challenge." Heather says pointing a finger at me. "Even if I have to shove it down your throat." I gulp and direct my attention to Chris.

"Let's begin the challenge. First, some orderves ." Chef reveals the dish to us and we all look on with disgust written on our faces.

"Alright meatballs!" Owen says enthusiastically."Bring it on!" He begins to scarf down the food until Chris speaks up.

"Well...technically you're right Owen. But these are kind of special." Chef describes the dish in more detail to us and Owen throws up on DJ. I shield my eyes and turn away as the boys start to eat.

"It's the hardest thing a man can do." Chris says.

***confessionals****

Heather: " Judging from the way the guys were reacting to the ummm dish? I knew we could win the round. But there was only one problem."

***confessionals end****

I use my finger to poke at the food on my plate. One by one the girls all start eating the dish. Lindsey uses her fork and chews with her eyes closed.

"Oh okay, gross me right out the door. But I could totally use a pedicure at that resort ...my corns are growing corns."

"What's the matter?' Heather taunts the boys. "You big boys can't eat a little meatballs?" She then looks at me and elbows me in the side. "What are you doing, eat!" Heather says through her teeth.

I frown and reluctantly bring the dish up to my lips. Before I do, I look at Bridgette who's staring at her plate.

"Why aren't you eating?"

"I'm a vegetarian. It's against my principles."

"Are you sabotaging the team just to spite me?"

***confessionals****

Geoff: "I felt so bad. I had to help her."

***confessionals end***

Geoff comes over and stands beside Bridgette as she looks down at her plate. "It's not that big a deal. Sometimes they castrate bulls for uh... medical reasons." He says trying to lighten the mood. Duncan sees and glares at him. Bridgette then sighs and starts eating the dish. I follow Bridgette's lead and start eating as well.

***confessionals***

Bridgette : "It was really sweet of him to help."

***confessionals end***

The boys start to reject the food as they cannot bear to eat the dish any longer.

"I can't do it!" Trent says while shielding his eyes.

"Well, looks like the guys lost this round. The first challenge goes to the female campers." We all cheer and celebrate on winning the first point. Bridgette goes over to thank Geoff for the encourgament and he gets chastized by Duncan for doing so. It then leads to the guys all arguing with one another on who to blame for their loss. Chris blows a whistle to get their focus back and they make up with one another.

"The score now stands for 1 for the girls and 0 for the guys. And now, the next course in the brunch of disgustingness. You guys like pizza?"

"I can eat pizza anytime!" Owen says rubbing his hands together while Trent nods. "With anything on it."

"Anything? How about live grasshopper pizza with tangy jellyfish sauce and live anchovies."

"Ha, you're so funny Chris. I think I'm gonna go...to the bathroom." I start to slide out of my seat but Heather grabs my wrist. Her grip is tight and leaves no wiggle room.

"Sit down. You are not chickening out."

"But.. they're live...And still moving...and jellyfish sting do they not...pizza is supposed to be cheesy and stuff not tangy right." I start to ramble. "Ew ew ew."

Bridgette taps her chin while she thinks and then a lightbulb goes off in her head. "Here, I have an idea. Hold on a sec. Keep her calm." Heather rolls her eyes but still grabs my wrist so I don't try to run off.

"Look it's not that bad. We've done worse things here on camp, have we not?"

"Yeah..."

"And we're doing this for that resort trip, right?"

"Yeah..."

"So stop being a whiny little baby and focus. You're always a team player so don't back out now." Heather says actually being encouraging.

"Woah, Heather you're actually being encouraging." Gwen says raising her eyebrow. Bridgette comes back with things in her hands.

"Okay Y/n. Sit down."

I obey Bridgette and sit in my seat as the girls stand around me. She instructs for me to close my eyes, and I do so. Soon she wraps something and covers my eyes with it. Then I feel something being put on my ears to block out the noise. And finally, I feel something pinching my nose so I'm not able to smell anything.

"There. Now she can eat whatever." Bridgette says in a "ta-da" fashion.

"WHAT?" I yell as I'm now out of the loop. I put my hands out as a piece of pizza is placed in my hand. I bring it to my mouth and start to eat it. Soon I finish my entire slice of pizza. Everyone at our table had finished their slice except for Leshawna, and the boys end up winning that round.

The next course was placed in front of us. They were earthworms covered in snail slime and hairballs. Geoff gets out of his seat and starts to run out of the mess hall until DJ tackels him down and gets control of him.

Brdigette hands me a fork and guides me to the plate. She assists me in feeding me the dish. I shudder at the taste but couldn't stop eating as I was already halfway done. The boys beat us again in the challenge.

"Come on you guys, let's show them some girl power!" Bridgette says trying to encourage us.

"Bridgette's right. Let's kick some boy butt!" Gwen says.

"HUH?" I say as I still can barely hear. Gwen removes my headphones so I can hear better.

"I said, let's kick some boy butt!"

"Oh. Okay! Woo!"

"Yeah, just like I've been trying to get us to do all along." Heather says trying to take credit. "I mean, I basically helped Y/n with her eating fear so if I can do that, then I can help you guys stop being such losers."

"Whatever." Leshawna says unimpressed.

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We got to the last challenge and we were all tied up. Our final challenge was to eat a hot dog, basically.

"Oh, that's it?" I say taking off the blindfold. "A hot dog?" I remove the headphones and nose clips.

"Almost Y/n. They're delicious dolphin weiners. Hot dogs made of dolphins."

"But dolphins are our friends!" Bridgette says in distress.

"What are you waiting for? It's already dead. If you don't eat it, we don't win." Heather says while shaking the ketchup.

"Oh but I can't! I'm a surfer I swim with dolphins!"

"Hey, it's okay if you can't do it Bridgette-" I say trying to comfort her.

"What? No it's not okay. Eat it!"

"No! You can't pressure me."

"I'm with you sister, I'm not eating no dolphin." DJ says from the other side of the room. The both of them cross their arms in protest and look away before Chris gets fed up.

"Alright enough. We'll settle this by having an eat off. Whoever can drink the most shot glasses of fresh delicious blended cockroach will be the winner." Chris explains as Chef blends the cockroaches in front of us. He starts to pour the liquid into the shot glasses in front of Leshawna and Owen.

"Ew ew ew. What is with your weird infatuation with bugs?" I question the host.

"If it tortures you guys then hey, I'm all for it!"

"Disgusting."

Chris tells Leshawna and Owen to start drinking and they slowly start to drink. I look away as I can't bear to watch them drink it. Soon Leshawna stops drinking and Owen finishes it off sealing the victory for the boys.

"Leshawna, you are completely useless." Heather yells at her.

"Ohh something's coming back up." She says before throwing up. I turn into Gwen's shoulder so I don't have to watch as we soon leave the mess hall together.

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"The guys are the big winners today." The camera pans to the guys walking to the yacht with their luggage. "And the girls go their separate ways." The camera shows Leshawna locking Heather and Lindsey out of our cabin. "Two cliques have been cemented for now. What shocking surprises are in store for our campers next week as they head for the big merge. Tune in on total drama island!"

AUTHORS NOTE

bye i hate this episode so much omgggg