The bus pulled up at the SS Resort at around noon. The sun was at its highest point as Hatchet had dropped the teens off.

The Resort was huge, the walls were basically made of windows that gave the resort the most beautiful view of the Sandy Shore Beach. The waves were high, the water was a brilliant blue and..

"AHHHHHHHHHH!"

The 6 teens looked around and dropped their bags. A lean, beautiful asian girl ran up, stomping her feet. Her long black hair rustling behind her as she screamed. She stomped over to the reception desk where a very large and very happy boy was standing.

Heather: OWEN! WE NEED TO TALK

Owen: good afternoon miss—

Heather: Don't good afternoon me. SOMEBODY forgot to make my room this morning. Don't make me call daddy!

Owen: oh, uh, sorry Heather. I'll have a maid sent up to your suite right away.

He nervously grabbed the phone and dialled a number, stuttering as he spoke. Heather stood there, looking down at her nails when she caught a glimpse of the 6 teens who stared at her in awe.

Heather: what are you looking at?

They all looked away and whistled. With that, Heather stomped back upstairs and slammed the door so loud, the whole lobby could hear it.

Owen: pheww. Hey, sorry about that guys, do you need something?

Courtney: -ahem- well, actually, no. we're the new summer staff...?

Owen: ohhh! Hold on a second... NOAHHHH!

A tanned and scrawny boy walked up to the desk and pouted at the fat boy.

Noah: that's MR. Noah to you. And what now, Owen?

Owen whispered to him as Noah smiled

Noah: ohh, you 6 are the new summer staff?

He looked them each up and down and snickered.

Noah: should be interesting. Owen, I'll get Katie and Sadie to take your shift. For now, go show these people their home for 8 weeks. ... NOW.

Owen nodded and shoved all 6 of them outside.

--

Gwen: uh, Owen is it? Where exactly are we headed?

Owen: haha, you'll see.

Duncan: so who was that hot chick back there anyways?

Owen: that's Heather. She's the Resort's Founder's daughter. Kind of.. um..

Trent: needy?

Owen: just a bit. You see, they're stinkin rich. They can do whatever they want. But hey, look on the bright side, we have eachother!

They all looked around and scowled.

They walked up to a large wooden cabin, it was so dull and dreary that they thought just stepping on the porch would be enough to break it down.

Bridgette: what's this?

Owen: your new home for the whole summer! Isn't that exciting?!

Courtney: is this even approved by the health regulation?

Duncan: this old place to dirty for the loyal princess?

Courtney: ugh, excuse me?!

Geoff: heyy, this place is kinda cool!

He ran up to a built boy and a scrawny one playing cards on the rusty old couch.

DJ: oh hey man, you the new staff or somethin'

Geoff: yepp, you guys work here too?

Cody: sure did, we got here yesterday!

Owen: guys, this is Cody and DJ. They work here too, upstairs you'll find Justin, Beth, Lindsay, Tyler and Eva. They all work here as well. I have to go back to the desk but if you need me, give me a call. We all meet down here at 7 sharp for dinner.

He walked away leaving the teenagers all by themselves.

--

Courtney stumbled into her cockroach infested room and screamed.

Courtney: this is NOT what I signed up for! ARGH.

Bridgette too walked in after her and laughed.

Bridgette: I guess you're my roommate for the next 6 weeks.

Courtney smiled faintly, too busy on trying to stab the roaches near her feet with the broken lamp. Bridgette sighed, put her stuff down onto the nearest bed and opened the curtains.

Bridgette: don't you just love the view of the ocean?

Courtney: -rolls eyes- sure do.

--

Gwen slowly opened her room and peeped inside. When she figured the coast was all clear, she stepped in to see two huge blue eyes staring back at her.

Gwen: hi, can I help you?

The blue eyed girl was a pretty blonde and had an enormous chest

Lindsay: Hi there! I'm Lindsay and you're my new roomie for the whole entire summer!

Gwen: I see, name's Gwen.

Lindsay: huh?

Gwen: you are so... interesting.

Lindsay: awwwe, thanks! Your bed is over there.

Lindsay pointed to a dusty bed where cockroaches had built an entire army on.

Gwen: right.

--

Owen blew the whistle as all the teens reported outside.

Owen: ALRIGHTY! TIME FOR... JOB ASSIGNMENTS!

Everyone moaned, cheered and snickered at eachother, each hoping to get the best jobs.

Owen: umm, -flips through notebook- Duncan and Courtney on.. beach concession.

Courtney looked at the punk and gagged.

Courtney: um, actually, I think I'd rather not.

Duncan: what's wrong, you scared? –winks-

Owen: Bridgette, Geoff, you two are on surfing lessons!

They smiled at eachother.

Owen: Trent and Gwen, you two are on facility cleaning. As for the rest of you, follow me inside. You have a different set of jobs.

Trent: excuse me, Owen? Are these pairings permanent?

Owen: well, hm. Not really. But, hey, that's a great idea! Let me just write that down into my notebook here...

Courtney stomped up to Trent and slapped his face.

Owen: there. All done. If you have any problems, come see me inside the Resort.

Courtney's hand immediately shot up

Owen: and no complaints until next week. Okay, your shifts start in half an hour. Your uniforms should be in your closets. Catch you guys later!