[A/N: I know, this took time, and I'm sorry. Thanks to ~LIKA~ (Andie) though, for trying to help me :) Hehe... it helped :p
Again, I don't own any one famous, although I wish I did. Oh well, I'll just have to settle for doing that funny white powder with Dexter Holland, Art Alexakis, Alice, Bre and A.J. (We don't want Carson Daily or J.C. though, they are on their own)

Oh, if anyone wants to say hi (*complete silence*) you can do that on AOL instant messenger. I don't mind :) I'm AmyAmphetamine. ~ Crying Raven / AmyAmphetamine / Oddball / Redhead / Psycho / Nathalie (whatever, you pick)]

SURVIVOR

EPISODE 8

*stupid music plays, more annoyingly than ever*

*camera shows the sun slowly rising, the beautiful beach, the camp and Kevin, still sitting there, correcting Justin's Ebonics dictionary that is soon to be translated to perfect English*

Kevin (very tired): This................. is......................... worse............................ than.............. what............... I.............. ever................ could................ have....................... imagined............. *falls asleep* *snore*

Britney: *gets out of the little shelter/house* *giggle* *walks over to Chris* Like hi Chris... *giggles*

Chris: *stares at Britney* *starts screaming as good as he can, since he's gagged*

Sara: *looks out from the tent* If it's another spider I'll kill you Chris, I swear... *sees Britney* BRITNEY!!

Britney: *stops giggling* *looks at Sara* Huh?

Sara: Didn't J.C. tell you to leave Chris alone?

Britney: But *starts twirling her hair* I like thought he you know only like meant for that day you know.

Sara: He didn't.

Britney: Oh... *giggle* But you know does it like really matter?

Chris: *squeaks something*

Sara: *sigh* Yes it does.

Chris: *cries happy tears*

Britney: *pouts* But... but... you know... Who's you know going to like sleep with like, you know me then?

Sara: Try one of the cameramen *ungags Chris, just in case*

Chris: Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!!!!

Sara: *mutters something under her breath and goes back to the tent again*

*camera shows a little hermit crab that crawls over the beach, slowly, slowly... and the picture goes into a blur*

A.J: Well, as you can see we're not having a competition right now.

*camera shows a long table with so much food that now that Joey left the island it will be impossible to eat it all*

A.J: Right now the contestants are going to get to eat. If they want to that is.

J.C: *sighs in relief*

A.J: And after this I need to get off this island and get some more... umm... stuff *cough*

J.C: Share?

A.J: No way in hell.

J.C: *sighs* *looks at Sara, begging*

Sara: I'm running out of pills.

J.C: *stares at her, then at A.J., then at Sara again* NO!! *throws himself to A.J.'s feet and starts crying*

A.J: Err... we'll get you some more pills in that case Sara, we wouldn't want you to stop taking them...

Sara: Of course not *grins* Cause that would make me go back to my normal self in a matter of days.

A.J: Yes, and we wouldn't want that... would we?

Sara: *smiles devilishly*

A.J: Hmm... I have a question for the contestants.

*camera shows the contestants, eating*

A.J: How come Sara is still here?

J.C: Cause she got pills. I need pills, so no one can vote her out *stands up and stares at everyone else* Or I'll... I'll... I'll do something similar to what Sara does when she's mad!!

A.J: *looks at J.C. and then at Sara* Are you sure you're taking your pills?

Sara: *nods* *grins*

A.J: Just wanted to be sure... hrm...

Nick: Well she's my girlfriend. She's nice to me and ya know... No one can vote her out, she's so sweet *smiles happily*

Brian: She's evil and she'll burn in hell!

Sara: *coughs* I will do what?

Brian: You will burn in hell!!

Sara: For what?

Brian: For ruining Nick *sobs* I can't believe you told him about that *turns to Kevin* How could you? He would be perfectly innocent if you hadn't told him about sex... WHY KEVIN, WHY??????

Kevin: I... thought... that... it... was... time... for... him... to... know... what... A.J.... really... were... doing... during... the... nights. We... were... running... out... of... explanations... for... all... the... noises. And... it... was... time... for... him... to... become... a... man. I... figured... that... he... should... know... the... truth... and... Sara... was... more... than... willing... to... help...

Sara: *smiles*

Nick: *smiles*

Brian: *pissed*

A.J: Can we go back to the question? Why is Sara still here? I thought you'd vote her off in the beginning, otherwise we wouldn't have let her come...

Britney: Well *twirling her hair* I like think that someone should you know vote Sara you know off this like island cause she's like insane. She keeps like hitting me and you know the others. And I think she's like after Juju, but he's like not here you know so she can't like have him.

Sara: *grossed* Why would I want Justin?

Britney: *stops twirling her hair* Cause he's like you know hot. And he's mine you know, just so you like know it. And if you like touch him I'll... I'll have to like hurt you, or something you know.

Sara: *looks funny at Britney* First of all Justin is not hot, second I wouldn't want to touch him since I know you've been there before, and third you couldn't kick my ass even if you tried.

Chris: *leans over to Britney* That's true...

Britney: *gives Chris a pissed look* Did I like talk to you, you know?

Chris: Sorry... *sighs*

A.J: I'm assuming nobody is going to answer my question then *sigh*

Kevin: *raises hand*

A.J: Yes?

Kevin: Did... you... find... that... knife... that... Sara...

Sara: *kicks Kevin under the table*

Kevin: Ouch! Umm... I... mean... that... got... lost... of... course. Did... you... find... it?

A.J: Yeah, luckily before anyone got seriously hurt.

Britney: *snorts* Then what do you like call this then you know? *points at a scar on her cheek*

Kevin: That... is... a... scar... caused... by... Sara... and... a... knife... that... got... very... lost... after... the... knife... throwing... competition. So... that... would... be... a... scar. It's... the... result... of... Sara... giving... her... pills... to... J.C.... instead... of... taking... them... herself... like... she's... supposed... to... do. That... is... a... scar.

Chris: How do you put up with that? *looks at A.J.*

A.J: We don't. He gets his own room, and we put sleeping pills in his food while we're on tour.

Kevin: Wait... a... second... *thinks* What... did... you... just... say... that... you... did? Is... this... true? *looks at Brian*

Brian: *turns to A.J.* While you're getting your crack and Sara's pills, can't you get some sleeping pills too?

A.J: What I'm getting is NOT crack! I swear! It's just...

J.C: Pixie powder.

A.J: Exactly!

J.C: Now will you share? *smiles hopefully*

A.J: No way, it's mine. I have to share with Tasha too, otherwise it would still be a lot left.

J.C: So you share with Tasha and not with me?

A.J: Of course.

J.C: *upset* Why?

A.J: Cause she... *looks at the camera nervously* Hrm... well I like her, and in a whole different way than I like guys. And I don't like you.

J.C: *sighs*

Chris: Oh! Look!! Alcohol!

J.C: *pushes Chris aside* GIMME!!!!

*camera goes into a blur*

*camera shows A.J. and the seven contestants, majority very upset*

A.J: *coughs* Okay, here we go. This is the eight episode and that means that this is the eight competition, we've had some trouble on the island...

*camera shows Sara, Chris and Nick*

A.J: And that just goes to show that alcohol is bad, especially if you're a minor, Sara...

Sara: *hisses* Watch it.

A.J: Hrm... okay, never mind that. This is a competition you might like anyway *shows a table with small arrows and blowpipes* With this *picks up one of the blowpipes* the contestants are going to blow five of these small poisonous arrows...

Nick: *looks at Chris, obviously mad*

Chris: *whimpers*

A.J: The arrows aren't lethal, to all our relief *looks at Sara*

Sara: *turning red and steps behind Nick, mumbling something about Chris*

Nick: *gives Chris a pissed look*

Chris: *hurries over to Kevin just in case*

A.J: So... Britney, wanna go first? You're supposed to hit the black circle in the middle, that will give you five points, the blue circle around that will give you four. The red circle around that one will give you three, the yellow one gives you two points and the white area will give you one point and outside that... no points. Do you understand?

Britney: Umm.... I'm supposed to blow this?

A.J: Yes, but you're supposed to blow out, the arrows are supposed to hit the board over there... *points*

Britney: Huh? *confused*

A.J: There you go *fakes a smile* Go ahead.

*To bad for the others, Britney manage to do it right and doesn't even get hurt* *Chris and Nick shoot their arrows, without any other problems than Chris just barely being able to hit the board*

A.J: Okay, Kevin, your turn.

Kevin: O... kay *takes the blowpipe* *takes a deep breath* *gulp* *starts waving with his arms hysterically*

All: *confused*

Kevin: *points at throat while gasping for air*

All: *doesn't get it*

Sara: He swallowed the arrow and now he's choking.

*hysteria breaks out while people run to try to get the arrow out of Kevin's throat*

A.J: *looks over to the doctors nearby, worried* Okay, Kevin is going to be okay, but we're going to send him to a hospital on the mainland anyway to make sure *looks around* Where's J.C., it's his turn.

All: *looks around, confused*

Britney: He like took a couple of the arrows you know *twirls her hair*

A.J: What?

Security guy: *yells* We've found him!!

A.J: Oh good.

Security guy: Good god! Someone come her quick he seems to have used the arrows as needles!!!!

A.J: Oh, even better *evil grin* *remembers that he's on television* *grin gone* Okay, while they try to save J.C. and the boat is coming, why don't we go ahead and finish this little game. Brian?

*Brian succeeds in hitting the board pretty good, no one gets hurt this time*

A.J: Okay, Sara, your turn *takes a step back, way, way, WAY back*

Chris: *hiding behind Brian*

Britney: *thoughtfully twirling her hair in an area that would have under normal circumstances been considered safe*

Sara: *devilish look in her eyes* *aims for the board* *quickly turns to the side and...*

Britney: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!! *looks down* MY RIGHT BOOB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *screams and cries hysterically*

Sara: *happy* *aims for the board and shoots the rest of her arrows, that all hits the area worth five points*

A.J: Well that wasn't a bit weird, not at all...

Sara: *innocent smile* *sees Chris* *mumbles something and walks over to Nick and covers her face in his shirt*

Nick: *looks at Chris, extremely pissed*

Chris: *still hiding behind Brian*

A.J: Okay that was all. Britney got 18 points, and then her right boob was popped by Sara, Nick got 17 points, Brian got 15, Chris got a whole *snickers* 6 points, and Sara got 20 points and a punctured silicon blob.

Sara: *hisses something unhearable at A.J. and goes back to hiding her face in Nick's shirt*

A.J: Sara is the winner, and therefor she's won her immunity in the coming voting. Good, right Sara?

Sara: *doesn't answer him*

A.J: Alright then, I hope you have a good day, the four of you who are staying. The three of you who are going to the hospital, I hope some of you will get well... Kevin, that is. The rest of you, I couldn't care less.

*camera shows how the boat with Britney, Kevin, J.C. and security people leaves the island, heading for the mainland and the hospital that's there*

*camera shows Chris*

Chris: *nervously looks around* *figures that no one else is around and looks into the camera* Okay, I did a major mistake last night. Well... umm... J.C. didn't get all of the alcohol, cause there was plenty so he even shared, which is very rare. So... I got a bit drunk... a bit is underestimating I guess. Anyway, I wasn't the only one. Sara did a J.C. Chasez and tried to drown her sorrows of being part of a crappy sellout group with booze. Nick... where ever he was, he couldn't have seen her wander away. I can't remember a lot, all I know is that I woke up in some weird little house with all these kinky sex-toys all over the place. It looked as if J.C. had decorated it. But... um... that wasn't... umm... that wasn't really the bad part. Not even the hangover was the bad thing. Sara was the bad thing. I woke up by her yelling at me, and realized that we were handcuffed together to a bed, and the key was nowhere to *nervous* And when A.J. found us he congratulated us to finding the surprise, I got no idea what he's talking about. Sara got pissed and I thought she'd kill him, but she just tried to strangle him with one hand. She didn't succeed of course, but that made her even more angry... *looks around again* So, now Nick wants to kill me, Sara wants to kill me, and Brian says I'm going to burn in hell. But at least A.J. found the key... *looks around* I think that's Nick, I have to go... *hurries away*

*camera shows Britney, with a noticeable bigger chest*

Britney: Like hi you know! *smiles happily* Could you like imagine? My you know boobs grew like insane when I was like at that you know hospital *giggles* And I like thought that Sara you know had like blown that arrow you know just to like hurt me, I should have like known better. You know, she's really not like that bad, she's you know just misunderstood, like Joey you know. Well, not like in the same way you know, Sara doesn't like sleep with you know teenyboppers *twirls her hair thoughtfully* but she's like so misunderstood. Everyone like says that she's like going to go you know insane if she like doesn't take her you know pills and all, but like really, she you know gave me an opportunity to like get new and you know bigger implants *giggles* And now I'm like happy. For now that is you know. It's like puberty you know, you don't like have to like be worried or anything you know cause this is like completely natural you know. I'd you know never get implants you know that would be like bad you know, and I'm like a role model. And when you got like people that you know look up to you then you know you'd have to like be good, you can't like keep on with the you know stripping, even though you like make a lot of money you know. And if you like, you know still prostitute you know yourself then well, you know you'll just have to like hide it. It wouldn't be like good if it like came out *fakes a smile*

*camera shows Kevin*

Kevin: *high-pitched voice* Hello... everyone... out... there. All... the... Backstreet... fans... out... there, a... special... hello... to... you. I... just... wanted... to... say... hello... to... you... cause... you... are... our... fans... and... not... 'NSync's, they... are... evil. As... you... might... notice... I... don't... sound... like... I... used... to... do. The... doctors... says... that... it... will... pass... with... time *microphone squeaks* I... accidentally... inhaled... the... arrow... at... the... contest... which... was... a... terrible... accident... cause... now... Brian, he's... my... cousin... and... I've... known... him... all... my... life, and... Nick, he... is... such... a... cry... baby, told... me... that... I... won't... get... to... sing... at... all... in... a... long... while... and... that... A.J.... will... take... over... my... parts... while... my... voice... is... like... this. Howie... gets... to... take... one... of... my... solos. He... just... heard... the... news... and... apparently... got... so... excited... that... that... nasty... twitch... in... his... eye... came... back... just... when... he... had... had... a... major... surgery... for... it... and... been... in... therapy... for... all... the... times... the... others... so... immaturely... made... fun... of... him. That... and... cause... he... got... no... fans. I... got... more... fans... than... he... does *smiles widely* But... now... I... have... to... rest... my... voice... if... I... ever... want... it... to... become... back... to... what... it... was... or... else... I'll... talk... like... Lance... for... the... rest... of... my... life... and... I... don't... want... to... sound... like... one... of... 'NStink. They... are... evil, very... evil. Be... careful... kids, they... are... out... to... get... you *nods convinced*

*camera shows Autumn*

Autumn: *sighs* I guess you all wonder why I am here, and it's simple, if you know Tasha or A.J. *sighs* Since some people can't learn from their mistakes and are now out cold again I have to take over and host the whole show.

*camera shows the remaining seven contestants*

Chris: *seriously bruised*

Kevin: *tries to talk with Nick with sign language*

Nick: *majorly confused*

Britney: *thanking Sara for her new boobs*

Sara: *seriously annoyed by Britney*

Brian: *hisses something to J.C.*

J.C: *looks confused at Brian* What? No sex before marriage? Why??

Autumn: Ooooookay... Sara won her immunity after popping Britney's silicon boob...

Britney: They are like real you know!

Sara: *grabs Nick's arm while forcing herself not to scream*

Autumn: ... and winning the contest too. That part of "Superstar Survivor" will be sold together with SideAlley Girls', that's us, coming self-titled CD for you who want to watch it again. *turns to the contestants* And you have all voted on one contestant, except for yourself or Sara?

All contestants: *nods*

Autumn: Oh good *picks up the urn* *looks somewhere behind the camera* No? Fine *sighs* J.C.

J.C: *looks at Autumn* Huh?

Autumn: How was it at the hospital?

Britney: It was like great you know, they like made my boobs like bigger after taking out the old implants you know *twirls her hair thoughtfully* Hmm...

Autumn: J.C., how was it at the hospital?

J.C: Um... well, it shouldn't even be allowed to be called a hospital! *upset* I'm a celebrity!! I needed drugs and they wouldn't give me any!!!!!!! I can't believe how they just dared to say no to me, I'll get them as soon as I've taken over the world... I... *stops*

Britney: *realizing what she said before* Like wait you know, my boobs are like real, don't believe all those people who like say they are like fake you know.

J.C: Umm... and I'm not planning to take over the world *shakes head* *smiles* Cause I'm happy being... ummm... a pop star *nods*

Autumn: Yeah, whatever, does it look like I care? But we're going to get you a toothbrush and toothpaste right after this...

J.C: *confused* Toothbrush?

Autumn: *picks up urn* And the ones you voted on were... *looks through the votes without even bothering to tell people what they say* Okay, I'm done. Brian got one vote, but your name was spelled Brain so we all know who wrote that one...

All: *turns and looks at Britney*

Britney: *twirling her hair* Like, huh?

Autumn: Kevin got two votes.

Kevin: *squeaks something barely hearable for a long time*

Autumn: Err... please Kev, you know I love you and all, but please don't speak until your voice is back to normal.

Kevin: *sighs* *nods*

Autumn: Okay, and Chris got four votes, so he's out.

Chris: *looks at Sara and Nick* *looks at Sara again* *thankful smile* *runs up and hugs Autumn* Thank you!

Autumn: Get away from me!

Chris: Oh, sorry *lets go*

Autumn: Just go to the boat and you'll go home to the kennel or wherever you came from.

Chris: Zoo, I was born at the zoo.

Autumn: Again, does it look like I care?

Chris: Sorry.

Autumn: So the rest of you can go back to the camp, Chris will go to the boat and I'll get back to the hotel and see if A.J. and Tasha are still alive.

*camera goes into a blur*

*camera shows... nothing, it's all black, with some blue streaks showing on what seems to be the sky*

*angry screams and curses are clearly heard far in the distance*

*camera goes closer, and the screams gets clearer and stronger while some whining is heard too*

*view clears up thanks to the fire and you can now see the camp*

Kevin: *fighting to hold Sara down*

Brian: *tries to get her to eat some of her pills, without getting his hand bitten off*

Nick and J.C: *tied up to a tree*

Britney: *giggles* Can I like be in it too? It like, you know seems like fun you know *fakes a smile*

Sara: *yelling curses and trying to get out of Kevin's grip*

Brian: Just take one! Please!!!

J.C: *whining* That's my pills, why is she going to take them? I am the one who needs them!!!

Nick: *also whining* Yeah, there's nothing wrong with Sara, let her go...

Brian: Come on, please Sar? Just one pill??

Sara: *gives Brian a pissed look*

Kevin: *high-pitched voice* Please... Sara... take... just... one... pill... everything... will... be... so... much... better... if... you...

Sara: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!! Please stop talking! I'll take the damn pill!!

Kevin: *smiles* *lets go of Sara*

Sara: *takes one pill* *pissed* But don't you dare talk again until your voice is back to normal.

Kevin: *nods*

*stupid music plays*