Yes, and it's a surprise!

"C'mon Ash, you slowpoke!" Heather happily bounced down the trail in front of her. Ashley brooded several steps behind. "You've got a very important decision to make."

Ashley regarded her with a sneer. Heather grinned so broadly even the Cheshire cat would have been unnerved. Twisting away, she bounded far ahead of her.

The hell is her angle? Ashley mused. What, she's too embarrassed that someone could fuck her like that? Thoughts about Hannah giving her lectures on sexual superiority and the behavior of those with bruised egos flashed in her mind, and although Heather didn't fit the criteria precisely, it still made sense. Then, by bedding Brandon with her implicit permission if she won the bet, then Heather could claim dominance once again.

Ashley's face then went dark, and the shine of her teeth contorted into a wicked scar.

"Made your choice yet?!" Heather hollered after her. She danced in the light, nearly to the far lake shore by now. Ashley felt comfortable in the dark for another second before leaving her shadow behind.

"Maybe, love!" Ashley raced down to her challenger, darting by, but not before a sensuous caress of her ass caused Heather to jump.

"You bitch!" Heather cried, and chased Ashley in hot pursuit. "You gonna tell me?!"

"Where's the fun in that!?" Ashley leaped over a perplexed Gavin on his phone. "You know what Ms. Moreau says. Show not tell!"

"Show me then!" Heather spun by Madison and her brother, but not before giving a lascivious wink to Brandon. She saw him turn red just as she turned around to dodge the astonished blonde blur of Victoria.

"Soon enough!" Nearly to the cabin's deck, Ashley rounded Lisa's sexy backside on the sand, while Heather playfully blew a kiss to a intensely confused Zack. Both runners almost collided with the descending Chloe on the stairs, who responded to the charge with an automatic goalie stance. With a hand on each shoulder, their momentum propelled them over Chloe's hunched form (a rule violation in her mind), and they vanished through the deck doors.

"So! We're back here!" Heather said breathlessly. "And I didn't see you choose anybody! What, the stakes are too high?"

"Oh, now I wouldn't say that..."

"Hey, and remember at the tree, that's all you get," Heather grinned. "If this was just a ploy to get me back in the cabin..."

Ashley giggled that victorious giggle that Heather had come to associate with sweet vengeance. She kept her grin, thinking there couldn't possibly be an ace up her sleeve--

Wait. Didn't they run by everyone she could choose?

The hallway bathroom's toilet flushed. The door slammed open. "Damn, I had to piss like a racehorse," came a voice Heather knew all too well.

"Kurt!" Ashley feigned happiness as she rushed to her perverted douchebag of a cousin. Kurt enjoyed the sight of any woman in a bikini, especially one coming up to him with a broad smile. "Glad I found you, hey, Heather wanted to tell you something!"

"Really?" Kurt replied in disbelief. He looked up at his cousin, with the obligatory once-over with his eyes. "What's up Heather? You okay? Looks like you've seen a ghost!"