At the cabins

The night covered in a blanket of darkness. The moon beaming through small clouds giving everyone a little light.

As everyone group together in cliques. You knew you would be **** to join one if you would to survive this game.

Gwen, LeShawna, Bridgette, Trent, Ava, and Cody made up the 'good cliques' that you dubbed them. Heather had assembled her little army consisting of her, Beth, Lindsay, and Tyler. Who seen to be apart of her Heather Army just to get close to hot Lindsay.

Duncan group was made up of mostly guys. Him, Geoff, DJ, and Justin. You dub them the 'Sausage fest'. He seem unwilling to accept Harold and you into his group.

The rest of the people didn't care about joining up with the other people. Owen and Noah very chill guys in totally different ways. Izzy off in her own world. Katie stare around not knowing which clique to join. She might follow you to whatever group you join.

You decide just wait it out today. Not wanting to get attached to your allies if they're not on your team. Courtney seem to be thinking along the same lines as you.

You kept outside sitting on the porch smelling the dirty air as everyone got comfy inside their cabins. You hands fumbling inside your backpack. Your fimgers slipping around your watch which you use to hypnotized people in your daily job. You saw the girl cabin door open, your hand coiling around the golden front. Seeing the blonde name Bridgette heading off toward the showers.