Sleeping Quarters (Heather)

[Leshawna]

Leshawna was one of the later Bass girls to arrive, so she expected that most of the beds were already taken. She hauled her heavy bags up the steps of the deck and headed towards the girls end of the cabins. Leshawna mentalled cringed as she realized what a fool she was for packing so much language. To be fair, she thought that she'd have a bellman carry them up to her room of the resort island that they were meant to be stopping at. No way could she have forseen having to struggle with all her bags to get to her room.

"Phew! All this heavy loadin' is making a sister thirsty!", Leshawna exclaimed to no one in particular since there was no one in the room. Little did she know that there were camera posted all over the room and she would be sharing that comment with the world! She finally managed to get her bags to the final bunkbed, seeing that the rest were taken up. "Hm, I wonder who I'll be bunking with. Anyone but that stuck-up, mall-shopping, top-too-tight-wearing madame will do", Leshawna said obviously referring to her fellow teammate Heather. Leshawna had no time for people like that, so she hoped she wouldn't have to sleep near her.

[Heather]

Most of the girls in the cabin had entered and then left, but Heather simply stood outside to observe the competition. Which of these campers was actually worth her alliance? There were a few intelligent people, but they would only come in handy for certain events. She felt as if the majority of the competitions would require a bit more of a cunning attitude. Then again, she didn't want to get anybody who might try and overthrow her... if they stood a chance.

Heather just shook her head and grabbed her heavy bags before walking inside and catching the last line from a dark-skinned, fat-reared twit. "I assume that you mean Prissy?" she challenged, shifting her wait to her left leg and cocking her hip. "After all, I know for a fact that you aren't talking about me."

She stared at Leshawna for a moment before picking her bags back up. "I get the top."

[Leshawna]

Just as Leshawna vented about the girl who was the top of her 'Campers I Won't Get Along With list, Heather walked in and assumed she was talking about Prissy. Leshawna laughed out loud, making sure Heather knew she was talking about her. Sure, Prissy lived up to her name perfectly, but there was something about Heather that irked Leshawna. It wasn't just her attitude to the competition, but her attitude in general. She was mean, bossy and so narcissistic that she probably owned a hundred mirrors in her bedroom alone. After Leshawna's chortles, she reste one hand on her hip and pointed to Heather with the other hand. "You are somethin' else, missy", Leshawna said as she mentally bit her tongue as to not upset Heather too much. As satisfying as it would be, it would ruin the dynamix of the team. It wasn't so fantastic to start out with, so Leshawna thought it best to try and build it up rather than tear it down. Or keep it sturdy at the very least.

Just as Heather called the top, Leshawna rolled her eyes and scoffed at her. "As if I'm gonna be caught under your nasty, moody behind!", Leshawna said as she totally let go of her inhibitions and the principles she was contemplating earlier. Who did she think she was? She was the last person in the cabin, so she had no right on calling any bed, let alone make Leshawna the bottom bunk sleeper. "And besides, I don't think you wanna get on my bad side, girlfriend", Leshawna said as she hastily threw her bags on the top bunk and turned around to show Heather just how serious she was about this.

[Heather]

Heather's sarcastic smirk turned into a frown. Just as she suspected, this chubby little twit WAS talking about her. Sadly, that didn't surprise her one little bit. All through high school and even at home, she heard the exact same thing over and over again... only they tended to call her much worse. Compared to some of the things people have said, this girl's comments were actually a compliment. However, Heather still didn't appreciate the defiance.

"My nasty, moody behind? Please. I highly doubt that my behind is going to affect you as much as your giant, disgusting one would for me. I mean, I don't want you falling on me in the middle of the night. Even Chris locking me in a coffin wouldn't suffocate me that much." She walked towards the bed and yanked off Lashawna's bags one by one.

"I hope you know that I'm used to being on everyone's bad side. Jealousy can do that." She picked up her own bags and went to set it on top of the bunk so that she could claim it for herself.

[Leshawna]

Being in a good mood, Leshawna didn't want to lash out like she used to. Besides, she was here to make some new friends (along with the money!) but Heather was pushing her buttons far too much. Raising both hands on her hips, Leshawna's diva-stance was on full throtle and Heather was a bullseye on the firing ling. "Was that a big girl joke?!", she asked incredulously as she rolled her eyes at Heather's comment. That was such an easy target people used when going against Leshawna, but she loved being larger than life, so it never bothered. "Cause you do know that I can cut you with all of this", she said as she gestured her entire body. Secretly, she was so riled up that she was actually having fun. She hadn't been challenged like this in a long time so it was quite refreshing to get it all out of her.

When Heather threw her luggage off the bed and put her own on, Leshawna scrambled on to the top mattress. She had to admit, she was a little nervous that the weight of her and Heather's bags might make the bunk collapse, but she was not going to give it up - especially to Heather. "You have no idea what you're up against, stringbean! You know the rest of the Killer Bass think I'm fabulous! I wonder who we'd all vote for in our first elimination ceremony", she said with a much calmer tone and a smug smirk on her face. She knew that a lot of people couldn't stand Heather, and with Leshawna's persuasion, she could be out first!

[Heather]

"A big girl joke?" Heather laughed, rolling her eyes. "Please. If I were making a joke, we would be laughing right now. I was simply making a HUGE observation." She emphasized huge by holding her hands out beside her hips. A smirk crossed her face, and she knew she was getting on this girl's nerves. It was quite amusing, that was for sure. Not to mention a breath of fresh air. How many people talked back to her, anyway? This was a less common experience, and a far greater challenge. If she could win this, then how easy was this entire show going to be?

There was a creak as Leshawna climbed onto the top bunk, and Heather crossed her arms. "Alright, fine. I know I'm not the most... loved person here. That was never my goal, anyway. My goal is to make it to the finals and take home that cash. Just like everybody else. The difference is that I am willing to do whatever it takes." Heather glanced down at the luggage she had pulled off the bed and picked it up. She lifted one of Leshawna's heavy bags onto the bed and dropped it. There was another creak because of the increased weight. "Even if that means kicking one of those other wimpy girls out of the cabin so that I can have there bed."

She picked up another bag and pushed it onto the top. It may have been her ears deceiving her, but she could have sworn that she heard a crack. If she pushed the large bag of the girl's luggage onto the bed, then she assumed that it would bust through. They would both be out of a bed, but at least her point would be made.

[Leshawna]

Leshawna released a loud but sarcastic laugh. This girl just didn't know when to quit, but Leshawna wasn't a quitter either. They could quip all night and she would still have the energy and creativity to have this apparent diva-off. She didn't doubt Heather would be the same, though, so it would all be a matter of time. "I'll have you know that all of this is going to go further in the competition that that!", she said as she spaced her thumb and forefinger a mere inch apart, inferring just how tiny Heather was. She was never going to survive with a frame like that!

Leshawna raised her eyebrow when she noticed Heather putting her bags back on the bed but was too distracted by her comment to noticing the creaking of it becoming under too much pressure. They had so many big personalities in the Killer Bass. The only quiet member of their team would be Serenity, and Leshawna was not going to let that happen. But she may have found a way to get rid of that obnoxious girl Prissy. She smiled as she thought of the quote 'Keep your friends close, keep your enemies closer'. "You mean, like, Prissy?", Leshawna said as a smirked started to spread across her face. She was too wrapped up in her musings to noticed the bed starting to collapse until it was too late. Leshawna, her luggage, Heather's luggage and the bunk bed came crashing down, Leshawna falling right on top of Heather and causing her to tumble along with everything.

[Heather]

Heather pushed the last suitcase onto the bed and crossed her arms. Why wasn't this working. Did this girl not even know what was going on? "Oh really? You think that THAT is going to make it through all the running and swimming before this? This swimsuit model-like figure? Please. The only thing that you might win here is some sort of eating contest."

To be honest, this other girl didn't look like she was athletic at all... probably much stronger than Heather was, but when it came to fitness, Heather had to stay in shape. She put her hands on her hips and waited, but Leshawna still wasn't coming down. Not even whenever the creaking grew louder. "Prissy? I suppose that girl isn't going to make it too far. She's more high-maintenance than I am,"Heather snorted. It really would be funny to make that girl so miserable that she wanted to quit. She probably was their weakest link, in Heather's opinion.

There was another creak and, before Heather knew it, she was lying flat on her back with Leshawna on top of her. Clothes littered the floor in both size zero and... fourteen? Not to mention the broken and splintering wood that surrounded the both of them. "Ugh! Look what you did! You crushed the bed AND possibly my rib cage! GET OFF OF ME!

[Leshawna]

Leshawna laughed obnoxiously at Heather's comment. She was a good swimmer! Probably not as great as some of the others, but her upper body strength helped her out a lot. "Girl, with a figure like that, I'm surprised you can even break the surface[/color]", Leshawna said as she dusted herself off. She didn't have much time respond when she was on the bunk, but bringing it up when it collapsed still felt like sweet victory. All the big girl comments in no way affected Leshawna. It was totally uncreative and plain boring. Her back did hurt a little but she didn't want any satisfaction from Heather in knowing she was in pain. Instead, she made her way away from all the rubble and continued to dust herself off.

"Calm down, stick insect. How are you gonna handle all the strength challenges?", Leshawna said as she eyed a top that fell out of Heather's bags. She picked it up and inspected it carefully. "Girl, do you even eat? This cannot be healthy for someone your age", she said with genuine concern. Not that she cared about Heather, but the fact that anyone would be that thin that they wore children's clothes. She then eyed Heather and actually had to agree about Prissy. If there was anyone in this competition that was close to Heather, it was her. Leshawna had bad feelings about her.