Hello. You’re Trevor, correct?
You know you’ve got a really nice smile. Anyway, a song would be the best choice since food or position is basically straight sex. So I think ‘Let The Games Begin’ by Anarbor would fit for a nice introductory-like theme. What do you think?
Thank you. Sounds good. I like that song. Is there a bowling alley here? We should go there or something.
I would be happy to meet you in person, Nate.
I’m willing to sacrifice a little making out.
Alright. We have to pick a song or something, right? Do you have any suggestions?
Although, I’m not quite sure I’m ready to actually do what I’ve seen happen on the show on TV. Maybe we can just to know one another? Maybe a little making out, since we have to, but umm..yeah.
Hello. I’m Nathan, but you can call me Nate.
Elle pulled a pillow into her lap, hugging it close to herself. It had been a rough 24 hours for her. But now that Nate was here, she couldn’t very well avoid talking to him about this side of her. She looked towards the door, as it opened, seeing the familiar frame and face of Nate. Elle couldn’t help but smile as she saw him. She got up from the sofa and ran over to him. Although, he was probably mad at her, Elle was still happy to see him.
“Hi!” She hugged him tightly, planting her head in his chest, taking in the comfortable scent of him. It really was great to see him. Feeling him just pat her back, Elle leaned back and looked up at him, her brow creasing. She could tell that he wasn’t happy with her and she backed away from him, brushing a stray hair out of her face. “So..umm..you’re here…”
”I’m here,” Nate said as she backed away from him, his face blank. He just couldn’t understand why she hadn’t told him. They’d been so close all their lives. While wouldn’t she… “..and so are you.” He looked around the room and spotted a sofa. He made his way to it and sat down, his hands fisted together on his knees.
Elle took a deep breath, closing her computer. She got up from the bed and walked over to her mirror, checking her reflection. She was wearing a pair of grey sweat pants and an NYU t-shirt, with her glasses still on and her hair in a messy bun. She grabbed her cover up and tried to hide some of the bruises that were on her neck from people marking her. She couldn’t believe that Nate had come to his house. Elle didn’t understand why he did. It wasn’t like him to be in a house like this. But, then again, to him, she shouldn’t be here either. She regretted not being honest with him and just letting him know about this side of her. Elle didn’t know how to tell him before. But for him to find out like this…she knew he wasn’t pleased with her.
Rubbing her face and sighing, Elle decided to just stay in the outfit she was already in and she left her suite. As she walked towards the Television room, she played through every scenario that could happen with Nate, preparing for the worst. The song she had picked was actually quite perfect. She normally felt very comfortable with Nate and she hoped they could just go to that place again. She took another deep breath and opened the door to the room, finding it empty, and sitting down on the sofa.
Nate made his way to the Television room, getting lost two times as he tried to find the right room. He shuddered as he remembered what he’d seem when he’d opened a door that apparently led to a forest of some kind. This place was crazy. What was she thinking?
Nate was pissed off, confused and hurt. He didn’t understand why Elle would come to a place like this. He didn’t understand why she didn’t tell him about this or about everything that happened in her life. He couldn’t understand why she’d felt the need to hide herself from him. As hard as he tried, he couldn’t reconcile the Elle he knew with the one he’d seen on his tv.
Musicals are a personal favorite… The theater overall. But I live in California now so I imagine I’d take any work I could get. Movies, whatever. I enjoy movies set in certain eras or that have a unique style but I know a lot about a lot of fashion so I could do anything.
I spent a lot of time working at my father’s garage. He’s a mechanic. Changes tires and oil and all that. I was never cut out out for that, but I can understand having a shop that you’re meant to take over. Teacher is very cute, though. I could see you as a teacher. I sort of have a thing for the academic type.
Everyone looks good in vests. I got married in a vest. Oh, god, I’ve got to get that annulled…
So, girlfriends… Straight then?
You got married? Oh, because of the whole falling in love with the wrong person thing? That’s crazy. I can’t believe they let you go through with that when you were under a love potion.
Thanks. We’ll see. I’d have to go to college though, if I wanted to do that. Not necessarily straight, just prefer, I guess. I do like hooking up with guys. Only done it a few times though.
My story’s not all that interesting, I’m afraid. I grew up in Southern California with a mother who was never there, bisexual, I just turned twenty last week. Let’s see. I did a semester of law school before I had to take a break due to financial issues but I had a job at a coffee shop. I’ve got a nice little ankle bracelet since I’m on house arrest here for protecting one of my boyfriends of the time. I had two boyfriends but I’m not on a break with one of them. Anything else?
Happy Belated Birthday! That’s awesome, about your birthday, I mean. Do you want to go back to law school?
A small town gentleman, eh? That’s a nice change of pace. I’m certainly confident that I know you better now, anything you’d like to know about me?
Well, what’s your story? You said you are from California. But what else? Do you have a job or something outside of this competition?
Getting to know people is not a bad thing. We’re all friendly people. I’m personally an open book.
Kurt Hummel, 18, aspiring costume designer, jack of most trades, arguably the HGIC. I look great in scarves. I had two boyfriends and now we’re… on a break…
What else would you like to know?
A costume designer? For what? Like movies or musicals? Broadway, maybe?
I’m Nate Baker, 20, work at my dad’s hardware store back home in Vermont. I’ll most likely take over that shop someday. But I’ve always wanted to be a teacher. English more specifically. I have had a few girlfriends in the past. Currently single. I’ve been told I look good in vests..but I don’t know.
Oh, you most certainly do not want to be on Sue’s bad side. The woman is insane. Not just, “Oh, look, that’s adorable… She’s talking to her cats” insane. But certifiably criminally insane. She LIKES me and she gave me a love potion that got me married and broke up my relationship with my boyfriends.
Friendly advice, there are two ways not to be actively hated by Sue:
1- Never talk back and obey her rules.
2- Get high scores… basically be a slut.
Gotcha. I’ll make sure to obey the rules and I’m not really the type of person to talk back to some one, so I’m good there. But being a slut? I’m not sure about that one…I usually get to know people before I have sex with them.
Wow relax, I didn’t say it was wrong. I was just making sure you knew what you were getting into here. Like I said, I’m perfectly fine getting to know someone better first. So, tell me more about yourself.
Oh, no. I wasn’t getting upset. Sorry, if it came across like that. I was asking it more in rhetorical sense. Well, I grew up in that small town that I told you about earlier, come from a big family. My dad owns a hardware store in my hometown and I’ve been working there since I was thirteen. Um, I like movies. And music is good too. I’m a small town guy, a gentleman, you could say. Anything else you’d like to know?