Week 1: POP Challenge

Ti'Shaun bursts through the door in frustration, and plops down on the chair in front of the camera.

"What, THE hell." She begins to rub her temple to try and calm her down. "Soo.. bald ass Kyle WON the POP challenge. So that means that Morgan has to put up someone else, it's not generally a bad thing, but I hope he just doesn't make the wrong decision by putting up one of my girls!" She grunts.

"-and on top of that, Morgan HURT his ankle!" She threw her hands up dramatically. "Like, are you kidding me? He even quit the POP Challenge .. I honestly hope this doesn't affect my chances of advancing in this game.. he was .. supposed to be my savior in this competition!"

She begins to sob. "Its like.. GOD is out to get me!" Ti'Shaun begins to wipe her eyes, and look up at the sky. "KNOCK IT OFF." She starts to sob again. "I'm like.. trying to live my simple Caucasian life, and I honestly feel so attacked right now." She sniffles, and kicks the camera over.

"[CENSOR]." she screams as she storms out of the room.