Okay, well, tu all know about the lots of Courtney fans on this spot, right?
And that people like me rebel against those fans because we hate the bitch? (no disrespect intended.)
Well, I'd placed a comentario on someone's picture a loooong time ago. It was a pic of how everyone's clothes were Courtney color-coordinated.
This was my comment:

Me: Oh, wow xD
Sara: Noah's gone to the dark side, what a shame *huggles Gordon* Guess I'll have to settle for this cutie xD
Gordon: O_O S**T!
Chealsea: OOH! I want one!
*we all stare at her*
Chealsea: ...what? I like Courtney!
Me: SARA, POUR THE HOLY WATER! SHE'S BEEN OVERTHROWN por A CIT DEMON! xD

This is based off of that! Featuring my OCs, Chealsea, Sara, Nadi, and Rose...

ENJOY!!!!!!

(no disrespect intended to the Courtney fans o to anyone in general. if tu start seeing red and blue dots before your eyes, this is an unrelated side effect of something tu probably ate and tu should see your doctor immediately, for these may be early signs of swine flu.)

Sara, Chealsea, Rose, Nadi and I were tracing around the cabins when I saw Courtney, holding on to Duncan with a smug grin on her face. I walked up to her and grin sarcastically. "Hi, Miss CIT."
"Sorry, but I don't greet my competitors."
"I'm not a competitor, I’m an intern.” I glanced over at Duncan and he raised an eyebrow. “What about your little boyfriend here?"
"It's just that. He's my boyfriend. I have to greet him," she stated in that matter-of-fact way she talks.
When she glanced away at Rose, I mouthed to Duncan, I feel sorry for you. He just grinned and winked.
She glared back at me again. "Well, see ya later, alligator. And I hope tu take that as a literal statement." She giggled at my raging eye-twitch and dragged Duncan away.
"Jerk," I coughed, flipping her off behind her back. I glanced at Chealsea. She was about to say something but I cut her off. "No, tu can't go hang out with her."
She frowned and pouted. "You're not the boss of me, big-head."
I turned to Rose, Nadi and Sara. "I'm just wondering, who here is any older than 27?"
None of them raised their hands.
"Exactly." I turned back to the traitor. "She's just gonna ruin your mind."
"Who made tu my mom?"
"Stop arguing," Sara directed, placing her hands on her hips. "We have to go see Noah."
My grimace morphed back into a sly grin. “You are so addicted to that boy."
"Oh, go stick your head in a toilet."
I glanced over at Rose, who had just gasped. Her mouth was in a wide O, which meant trouble.
"What's wrong, Lassie? Is Timmy stuck in the well again?" Nadi mused, playfully punching her friend in the shoulder.
She pointed in the direction she was facing. "Look!"
I peered to where she was pointing and gasped.
Everyone was wearing Courtney-based clothes.


Okay, maybe I was hallucinating o something, but everyone was mostrando off grey and puke green duds.
Cody's polo was grey; his caquis, kakis, pantalones caqui green.
Owen's huge blue-and-white-t-shirt was now a grey camisa, camiseta with an enormous pale green arce leaf spread across the huge belly.
Even Gwen's combat boots were a sickly dead césped, hierba color.
Something wasn't right here.
"Oh. My. Frigging. God." Nadi's jaw nearly dropped to the ground. "What has she done to my buddies?"
Sara burst out crying. We all looked at her weirdly, and she pointed to Noah. His entire outfit was grey and green; from the dorky polo down to his girly shoes. "My baby's gone to the dark side!" She fell into Chealsea's arms and sobbed into her shoulder.
I was still speechless. The only thing I managed to choke out with a mischievous grin was, "Oh, wow."
"OOH! I want one!"
We all stared at the fuente of the outburst.
Chealsea was looking at Cody's outfit eagerly. "That looks so awesome! I want that!"
I stared at her in shock. "SARA! GET THE HOLY WATER!" I tackled Cheals to the ground and pinned her down. "SHE'S BEEN OVERTHROWN por THE CIT DEMON!"
Sara stopped crying and began giggling to herself, desperate to not insult her best friend.
Chealsea yelped.
“Help! Help! Ow, no, don’t hit me th- CRAP! OW! FRICKING SON OF A MOTHER! NO! MY ARM ISN’T SUPPOSED TO – AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!”
Sara snickered, and looked away. She gasped, and I glanced up, apparently not stopping Cheals from struggling against my weight. There was Chef, big, bulky and mean-looking as always, and a red-headed boy who looked awfully familiar. He was wearing the same chef hat as Chef Hatchet, and he was tall, lanky, and had dark green eyes.
I could hear them cussing and arguing all the way from here.
“I don’t f***ing care, the campers deserve a better meal than this s***!” Gordon shouted, his eyes flashing a dangerous gleam.
“I’m the one who cooks! You’re the assistant! Now shut the f*** up!” Chef barked back, clenching his teeth.
Sara got a dreamy look on her face. I glanced over at Noah who was staring at his girlfriend in jealousy. “Since Noah’s overdosed on Courtney, I guess I’ll have to settle for someone else.” She took a step in Gordon’s direction, but Nadi grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back.
“If tu would look at Noah,” she warned, gripping her shoulder’s tightly, making the wacko wince.
She looked over at Noah and widened her eyes. The boy was glaring at Gordon, as if his very presence would steal his girl away.
She grinned and took a running start. She tackled Noah into the césped, hierba and gave him a big smooch.
I went back to wrestling my friend, but when I looked down, she was gone.
I looked up and saw her leaning against a trailer, chatting with the queen of bitches herself, Courtney.
“TRAITOR!”

Hope tu enjoyed!
Oh, and did I mention, most of this is probably not true? xD