Snippet #1462033

Candice tossed her bags over her shoulder and rolled her suitcase up to the house, looking at it with one thin eyebrow raised. She walked into the main room, seeing everybody there, learning their enimies. Candice went up to the wooden table and pulled out the card with her name and picture on it. 'Blue Team- Room 1' it read. She shrugged and walked back to the main room, putting her card in her pocket. She had worn her silver belly top and her grey skinnies, along with her strappy black heels. If they had to do a competition now, Candice would still be able to do it in the outfit. She listened in until she heard someone named Asher announce he was on the blue team also. She smiled and did a little wave.

"I'm Candice Mayhem, Blue Team." She announced smiling.

"So my first night there, everyones all 'OH MY GOSH YOU'RE ON MY TEAM AHHHH!" *pauses and looks at the camera with one eyebrow raised. "I don't do that crap. This is a game, I'm here to win. Wanna do you're "Oh my gosh-es?" Go the frick back home." *smirks and leans back in her chair* "Ahh, this competition is gonna be a good one, I can already feel it."

Candice walked up the steps, her heels clicking with her as she made her way to Room 1. She pushed her bags underneath the bunkbeds, and tossed her other bag on the top bunk. She wasn't going to ask if anyone had already called that spot. Candice always got the top bunk. She hated bottom bunks. She walked back downstairs to the main room, and decided to make friends, even if they were on other teams. That meant better competition.

"See the reason why I make friends on other teams is because when competition between me and them comes around, I'm gonna win. They'll feel bad hitting a friend or trying to beat me so they'll slack off. Which is so stupid, in my opinion. I don't care who you are, I'll whoop your ass in this competition. Friend or foe, you're going down. Sorry love, that's the way life works."