Im back with yet another Bratz story. This one is obviously based off of the Bratz Campfire line. Like Adventures in Babysitting, this is kind of more of a funny story than the drama in Wintertime Wonderland and Clique Vs Clique. What happens when you have five snobby materialistic girls and put them in the middle of the wilderness? Read on to find out!

Chapter 1:

Failed Project

The Bratz were in school on a Monday afternoon gathered around Cloe's locker. Jade held her fashion design notebook and was sketching some new clothes. Everything she designed was always so unique. That day she was wearing something she had made herself: jeans made of different shades of denim sewn together, and a shirt with various designs cut into it.

Sasha was putting on a fresh coat of burgundy red lipstick. She looked like a queen as always with her long slick straight dark brown hair falling effortlessly down her back, her loose white top, skinny jeans, and stilettos. She was strikingly beautiful and she knew it.

Cloe had a math notebook open and was cramming for her next test. She'd been on the field playing lacrosse at morning so her hair was in a messy bun, she wore purple leggings with animal print and a big leopard face on them along with an orange tank top and high top sneakers with angel wings on them.

And Yasmin and Dana were scanning the latest issue of Vogue. The two looked similar wearing skirts and wedge heels but that's where the similarities ended. Dana's pale skin was accentuated by her light purple eyeshadow and pink lips, her long brown hair was in a half ponytail and she wore purple, pink, and white colors. The gorgeous Yasmin's hair was curled and hung in loose waves while she wore a brown maxi skirt and a lace green top.

All of a sudden Nevra and Megan walked past them.

"Your party was so amazing!" Nevra said excitedly. The Bratz had thrown another one of their exclusive parties that weekend and people had been talking about how amazing it was all day.

Sasha smirked. "Tell that to someone who doesn't know."

Nevra and Megan laughed. "When is the next one?" Megan asked.

"Probably in the next couple of weeks," Yasmin replied. "Might be a pool party."

"And if you don't have the cutest designer bikini then don't come," Jade said. "Tell your friends that."

"Well that won't be a problem for me. I saw the sexiest bikini at Nordstrom that I was going to order tonight," Nevra said.

That may not have been true but Nevra was always saying and doing things to stay on the Bratz good side whether they were true or not. Ever since the Bratz had taken over the school in 7th grade she'd always been invited to the parties, part of the Bratz exclusive circle, and never had a bad thing said about her and that's how she intended to keep it.

"And I just got a new bikini from Gucci," Megan said. That actually was true. Coincidentally she'd just gotten it as a gift from her grandma who traveled the world scouting out the latest fashions. At least she wouldn't have to be a loser who didn't even have a sexy designer bikini.

"Good, then you two are definitely invited," Sasha said.

"Later girls," Megan and Nevra said walking off.

"I swear one of them was bluffing," Jade said with a snicker.

"Who do you think it was?" Dana asked.

"Nevra," Sasha said as if it were obvious. "She's always pulling shit out of her ass. But she can twerk and chug a vodka so as of right now she's on the list."

"I'm going to fail this test!" Cloe suddenly exclaimed.

"No you're not," Dana said.

"Yes I am! As soon as I sit down I'm going to forget everything!"

"Cloe you say that all the time and you always get good grades," Yasmin said.

"But last time I got a C! And if I don't get an A this time I'll never get a scholarship." Cloe was always stressing about her grades because she needed the scholarships to get into college. With her single mother working 2 jobs and barely making enough to be able to send Cloe to college in a year, Cloe felt like she had to do well in school no matter what.

Yasmin put her hands on her shoulders. "Cloe, you're going to be fine. I swear. Just believe in yourself. The rest of us do."

"You guys really believe in me?" Cloe said.

"Yes!" The others said.

She smiled. "Alright then. I'll do well on it."

"That's the spirit," Yasmin said.

*WW*

Sasha's last class of the day was biology. She wasn't into science, that was Dana's thing. She was more into the arts. That's why she was fantasizing about the choreography she'd teach the cheerleading team later that week.

"Before you leave today I'll be handing back your last project," the teacher, Mr. Zasio said.

He walked up and down e aisles putting papers on people's desks. The project had been to write about something to do with nature, and Sasha was pretty sure she had aced such an easy assignment.

Mr. Zasio put the paper on Sasha's desk and she nearly gasped. She'd gotten a D! She was so angry she could barely sit still. As she looked around the room everyone seemed to be satisfied with their grades as they stuck the papers into folders. She even glimpsed Valentina and Fiannas papers and saw that they had gotten A's.

She couldn't let this slip by. Mr. Zasio had to have made a mistake. A D would seriously lower her grade and she couldn't let that happen.

After class she made sure everyone was gone so no one would overhear her. Then she went to Mr. Zasios desk and slammed the paper onto it. "This has to be a mistake."

Mr. Zasio squinted through his glasses for a moment. "No it's not a mistake."

"I've never gotten a D in my life!" Sasha exclaimed. "I did the project exactly as you said! What did I do wrong?!"

"Sasha, Chanel is not a phenomenon in nature," Mr. Zasio said flatly.

"The diamonds they use come from the ground," Sasha said as if it were obvious.

Mr. Zasio folded his hands in front of him. "I asked you to write about a natural phenomenon, such as a species or a natural disaster, and it's contribution to the ecosystem. You didn't do that which yields the grade you got."

Sasha sighed in frustration. "Well is there anything I can do to make up for it?"

"There is an extra credit assignment."

"What is it?"

"You must go camping and write about your experience."

"Camping?" Sasha said in disbelief.

"Yes, campfire meadows is only a fifteen minute drive from here. All I'm asking you to do is camp out for a day and write about your experience, the I'll bring your grade up."

Sasha crossed her arms. "I don't camp. There's got to be something else."

He leaned back in his chair. "It's that or nothing."

She sighed. "Fine." With that she strutted out of the room with an awful feeling of dread about camping.