𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙖 𝙢

             “  oh  why  hello  there  ,  ”  red  lips  curl  up  into  a  smile  as  her  dark  hues  focus  on  the  person  who  just  walked  into  the  kitchen  .  she  had  been  there  less  than  an  hour  &  had  already  unpacked  her  bags  in  her  room  ,  now  she  was  just  drinking  tea  &  relaxing  .  “  i  found  out  i  have  a  whole  room  to  myself  until  another  contestant  shows  up  .  ”  poppy  is  trying  to  hide  a  smirk  at  this  point  as  she  leans  forward  .  “  wanna  help  me  break  my  bed  in  ?  OR  if  you  aren’t  like  that  we  can  most  definitely  build  a  fort  &  get  wasted  while  watching  horror  movies  .  ”

After dedicating a couple of hours to being holed up in her bedroom unpacking all of her items, Izzy decided to take a walk around the villa to take in her surroundings. While on her stroll, the 25-year-old found herself thinking about what she would gain from being here. A reality TV show didn’t seem like the most ideal place to be staying at considering the new life she was attempting to create for herself. Of course, free room and board at a place as nice as this was too good to pass up. However, the thought of her hitting rock bottom again grew pervasive and Izzy found herself getting anxious. Luckily, she remembered to bring an item that helped her destress like no other. Izzy quickly returned to her bedroom, grabbed the glass bong and bag of weed she kept hidden under her bead, and headed towards the courts. She wasn’t exactly sure if the show had rules against drug usage in the house, but she didn’t really care. It was only her first day and it was legal anyway. The worst they could do is give her a warning. Thinking about the consequences only encouraged her to follow through on her decision, so she walked over to the hoop and slid down its pole. Upon hitting the ground Izzy placed her mouth in the opening of the bong and lit the bowl up. She took a long inhale, held it, and then exhaled with her eyes closed enjoying the idea of the high she would soon feel. Someone else’s presence was felt though, so she opened her eyes and looked towards the dark figure, “Want a hit? I only just started.”

He watched as she lifted the weights, swallowing as he looked over her body, damp with sweat, just as it had been during the nights they had shared together. “Maybe I do. And you don’t? That’s why you haven’t fucked anyone else?” He scoffed, shaking his head. This girl was mean and liked to play hard to get, but he would still pursue her. He was fond of her little games. “C’mon, you can’t be this cold. Give me your terms, I’ll give you mine. Maybe we can… have a little arrangement.” He didn’t know what he was getting himself into, but something about Stella was so addictive. Maybe they could come to some terms, so this didn’t have to end. Even if it was for the better if it did. “I could be persuaded to not fuck any of these other girls.” Could he? And if it was possible, would he do it for Stella? It wasn’t likely that she would even ask, he doubted she would allow herself to be that vulnerable. But their time together had played on his mind, even when he was trying to forget it. Clearly, she felt the same as she had been avoiding him. It had been a bad idea to do it once more, to do it sober. Now it haunted him.

featuring  .  .  .  stella  m  ! 

              “  alright  ,  listen  .  i  can  really  want  your  cooties  ,  but  i’ll  still  respect  your  decisions  ,  ma  .  ”  he  chuckled  &  only  arched  a  brow  when  she  took  the  bottle  away  from  him  .  ruben  was  definitely  right  about  her  .  “  say  please  ?  that’s  really  all  i  have  to  do  ?  ‘cause  this  ain’t  my  first  time  beggin’  .  ”  there’s  a  smirk  on  his  lips  now  as  he  turns  his  attention  up  towards  the  sky  .  “  i  didn’t  even  know  you  were  up  here  if  i’m  bein’  honest  ,  but  i  am  glad  i  finally  get  to  meet  you  stella  .  i’m  lazaro  if  you  didn’t  know  .  ”

Aurora couldn’t help it but to roll her eyes at the other’s answer,sighing softly.”All people do here is give each other headaches,it’s like the common rule here.” She helped the other,heading into the house as she held onto her to stop her from falling.”Oh no,I’m usually more but I’m just being nice to you.”She smiles sarcastically before letting it fall and rolling her eyes once again.”Yeah?I’d like to see you try.”She crossed her arms in front of her chest,waiting to see the other walk.”Go ahead,be my guest.”

   “i am being nice! i’m, like, always nice.” presley tells her before he’s laughing to himself. “i usually do have one.” he states, shrugging for a second with a smirk. “make a bet now that you’re getting good? see, i would make a bet, but i’ve never been much of a gambler.”

“I can’t really find it in me to be a mean spirited sort of person… even when I’m angry it’s… it’s coming from a place of goodness, I’d like to believe, at least.” He admits. “All I want– more than anything is to be wanted– and to make others happy. What can I say, I’m just a people pleaser at heart… that’s just the kind of person I was raised to be, I-I guess.” He merges his last words a bit, feeling the haze of the alcohol setting in mixed with his prescription sleeping pills. “I don’t really think I’m superior to you, Stella, I just… I try to banter with you. Y-You know– it can be fun to see you get all haughty like you do, sometimes. I’ll admit it.” He teases. “I think it’s quite a sight to see. It does sting a little, though… sometimes.” He nods slowly. “You win a lot of ‘disputes’ I’ll call them, if you will.  Not often with management, though. That’s not very fair, in my eyes. You’re a better fit model than me. I’m just kind of… in this for other reasons than being a model. I just kind of happened upon it. You worked your way from the bottom up. That should be recognized more that just having the name Bu. I’m not even really related to Hana, and yet… they want to capitalize every cent out of me, you know. Anything they can get. W Magazine, Vogue Korea, instagram likes… people magazine tabloids about how I ordered a coffee with my mother and she looks like she had another nose job? I mean, come on. What credible source asks a child for comments on their mother’s potential plastic surgery?”  He laughs a bit at the thought. “I’m trying not to let people walk all over me, but… I find that it’s easier to observe from down there acting like a door mat rather than stepping on others like a staircase.” He muses truthfully. “I already told you, Montgomery– all I want is to make others smile when I don’t have the energy or the will to do so myself. To gaze in awe at an artistic piece where I am the subject. To be one’s inventive, creative muse in photographic form… immortalized. Forever and always a reminder of what others could also be feeling– a solemn yet poetic boy with hope in his eyes. So much hope and imagination for the world to borrow from… even though he wears no smile.” He smiles softly at the thought despite his words. Always the eloquent proper dreamer.

“You know what? We did just start to get along when we had to change roommates. I know for a fact that he misses me, though.”

“Kill Alessia, that’s for sure. Marry Skylar and Fuck Presley? That sounds about right.”

“Alright, I’m not one to pit girls against each other. But if you ask who’s my favorite is- that place is reserved for Lottie.”

“Hottest girl? If I say me, does that count? Hottest guy I would have to say... Lazaro. I mean, look at the guy.”

“Hey, I wonder how many people get the same question. To be honest, nothing is going on between us. Yes, maybe he’s making it hard to focus. It was only one time and that’s it. Next question?”

“Listen, he’s hot. Not gonna lie. But so far, he’s only all talk. Wouldn’t you like to know, though?”

“Ha, this one is hard. I would say it’s back in high school when someone said I was the cause of global warming... Get it? Cause I’m hot.”

featuring  .  .  .  stella  m  ! 

             besides  going  &  drinking  with  calysp  ,  lazaro  felt  like  like  there  was  a  huge  lack  of  ‘  promiscuous  ’  people  in  the  villa  .  upon  arriving  ,  laz  had  heard  so  much  gossip  about  who  was  sleeping  with  who  &  he  was  excited  to  be  on  the  show  .  now  ?  not  so  much  .  so  the  dirty - blond  made  his  way  up  to  the  roof  to  get  a  breath  of  fresh  air  .  he  was somewhat  surprised  to  see  someone  else  already  up  there  though  .  “  hm  ,  i’m  down  for  not  sharing  a  blanket  ,  ‘cause  y’know  —–  cooties  ,  ”  lazaro  chuckles  ,  going  to  sit  next  to  the  other  .  however  ,  he  does  reach  out  to  snag  the  bottle  of  alcohol  ,  “  you  never  said  anythin’  ‘bout  not  sharin’  this  though  ,  yeah  ?  ”

ruben: nope, but glad to know that's what you want to do ;-)

ruben: look at us. we're in a club together. soulmates.

ruben: can't do that unless there's someone sitting on top of it... :-)

ruben: hate to break it to you, babe, but i'm more bad than good. what are you gonna do about that?

stella: hey, don't get all cocky. but tell me, where would you like to have me instead?

stella: is this another invitation, rousseau? or is your face reserved already?