Truth or Dare

 A one shot about Heather's TDI elimination, by Flamey.

It's my turn to take a dare. Gwen spins the wheel, and it lands on Lindsay. I stand there, thinking that I FINALLY get a break. But no. Chris screams that I'll be getting my hair cut off. As Chef gets the clippers, I start to scream, I quit! Chef lets go of the clippers, and my hair gets cut off.

I stand there in shock for about two minutes. What just happened to me. "Looks like Heather is out." I hear Chris say. But that's impossible. I just got my hair cut off, it's all around the stool. Then it comes to me. I quit before he cut my hair. As Chef shoves me on the boat, I complain. "You'll be hearing from my lawyers! Then we'll go to court, where you get sued of everything you've got!" As I open my mouth for another complain, I stop.

I just lost a game to a weird goth, and a fatso. AND a dumb blonde. A dumb blonde I played just got me kicked off the game, and my hair cut off. Everything runs back and forth through my mind, too much for me to process.

I'm a nice girl in real life, but I seemed to of gotten mean for some reason. If I was just to be myself. I would have all my hair, beautiful, and still growing. I may not be on this boat, I could of won. If I just left the two, clueless girls alone, LIndsay and Beth, wow. I could be famous. If I just was myself, I wouldn't be in this position.

This my fault. I start to sob.

This is all my fault.