"RRRRRughhhh!!!!"
The girls' cabin door swung open with a thump, and Heather stormed out. Her boobs jiggled as she stomped down the steps and walked out onto the field.
She had been minding her own business, just scheming on the best way to win this season and get rid of the major threats in her way, when Courtney had to butt her face into planning and ruin everything. The annoying C.I.T. gal snatched her notes right out of her hands and showed it to the rest of the girls, no doubt they're gossiping about her right now.
Heather was furious, Courtney just pinned a target on her back, and they've only made it one week into this season. The second episode hasn't even been filmed yet!
The girls will probably tell the guys, and then no matter what team she ends up on, they will try to vote her off the moment they get the chance.
Her round his swayed as she walked all the way to the picnic table and slammed her fist against the surface.
Now she has to find a way to get out of this... no WAY is she losing yet another season. Especially this early.
Heather sighed but then noticed a book on the picnic table. "Huh?" She said and picked it up.
An evil grin flashed over her face. This must be someone's diary or something. The poor soul who left this out might definitely be wanting it back.
And that means she can use this as leverage, maybe even blackmail if what's in it is important.
- Confession Cam -
*Heather*
"Okay, so I know that this isn't my book, and I probably should respect the privacy of whoever owns it..."
She paused and then laughed.
"But since when did I care what others think!?"
- End -
Heather intended to open the book, but just to make sure she doesn't get caught with her nose in somebody else's privacy, she took the book and went somewhere private.
That brought her all the way over to behind the women's washroom. There was an unused picnic table back here that was so far out of the way no one should bother her.
"So let's see what secrets you have to hide..." Heather hummed and opened the book. "What?"
She blinked with a confused look as she read the words ''Book of Reality'' on the first page.
"What the heck?"
Other than the title, the only text written was...
' Congratulations on finding the Book of Reality. With this in your possession, you are now the master of reality itself. Anything written on its pages becomes reality, now enjoy. '
"Uh..."
- Confession Cam -
*Heather*
"Yeah, like no way this crap is legit."
Heather rolled her eyes.
"A 'Book of Reality,' really? Either someone is pranking me, or whoever owns this is freaking stupid."
- End -
Heather looked through the rest of the pages, but other than the title, the book was empty.
"Seriously!? Nothing!?" She exhaled annoyingly and dropped the book onto the table. "This is useless!"
With a roll of her eyes, Heather drummed her fingers against the table for a few minutes before she shrugged.
If she can't get any gossip from this, she might as well humor it and write something down.
Heather wrote...
'' The girls will forget about my schemes they saw this morning, ''
"Pfft," She sighed, "If only,"
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