Lykos Morrow
Lykos had never had a phone before, not until they got the letter saying he was going on the trip and his mum splurged to get him the newest iPhone so they could keep in touch. It wasn't something she had to do, it wasn't even something he had asked her to do, Lykos would have been fine asking others to borrow a phone, or even going out to search for a payphone. Nevertheless though, she bought him a phone and a brand new suitcase and duffel. He really did have the best family in the world, and it wasn't something he ever took for advantage. Though he wasn't so naive as to not realize that his specific background was probably what got him onto the show. He assumed most of the kids here were pretty well off, or at least upper middle class. And while he hadn't had that, his growing up was still perfect in his eyes, but he still saw little more than pity from people who did know his past. But back to the phone...
He was still trying to figure out how to work it, and so far nothing was really working besides the fingerprint scanner and sometimes he was able to text. So after he got into the fancy black car that pulled up in front of the airport a few minutes ago to take him away, he pulled out the silver phone and attempted to send his new best friend, Evangeline, a text.
Are you as excited as I am? I can't believe this is finally happening!
And then he hit send and the message was gone, leaving Lykos with little else to do but twiddle his thumbs as he sat and waited for them to arrive at their destination. When they finally did stop though, he was hesitant to get out of the car. What if he tried to get out and stepped right into a puddle, making a fool out of himself in front of everyone? Or what if he tripped on the curb and fell flat on his face? Was he supposed to go to the trunk and get his bag, or would the chauffeur get that too? There were just too many new things that he was still trying to figure out and adjust to, it felt like a completely new world to Lykos.
Gathering up courage, he shouldered his duffel and stumbled out of the dark car and onto the sidewalk. He was struck suddenly with a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach as he looked around him, open-mouthed and surely looking amazed at the unbelievable city around him. The nicest place he had probably been up until now was his father's work, a big building that housed most of his town's lawyers. But this- this passed that a million times over. The hotel itself was striking, lit up as it was at this time of day. And the city around him, the hustle-bustle of the working people, it was like nothing he had ever experienced before. Lykos was in love with this life with the first taste he had of it, and it showed on his face. That wasn't all though, his naivety showed on his face, something more than a few had exploited in the past.
After he got past the view, he moved directly on to searching for Evangeline as he started up towards where the host and his son were stationed, just in front of the entrance to the hotel. His gangly, awkward stride made him look out of place, even more so than his tight, white skinny jeans and black button up probably did. When he finally opened his mouth, which probably wouldn't be until someone else spoke directly to him and he had no other choice, his strange accent would set him even more apart. Though he was secure in the knowledge that he wasn't the only one with an accent that was on this trip. He stood quietly in the small crowd they made when gathered all together, looking a little like a lost puppy when they were told to go up and find their rooms.
Lykos had never had a phone before, not until they got the letter saying he was going on the trip and his mum splurged to get him the newest iPhone so they could keep in touch. It wasn't something she had to do, it wasn't even something he had asked her to do, Lykos would have been fine asking others to borrow a phone, or even going out to search for a payphone. Nevertheless though, she bought him a phone and a brand new suitcase and duffel. He really did have the best family in the world, and it wasn't something he ever took for advantage. Though he wasn't so naive as to not realize that his specific background was probably what got him onto the show. He assumed most of the kids here were pretty well off, or at least upper middle class. And while he hadn't had that, his growing up was still perfect in his eyes, but he still saw little more than pity from people who did know his past. But back to the phone...
He was still trying to figure out how to work it, and so far nothing was really working besides the fingerprint scanner and sometimes he was able to text. So after he got into the fancy black car that pulled up in front of the airport a few minutes ago to take him away, he pulled out the silver phone and attempted to send his new best friend, Evangeline, a text.
Are you as excited as I am? I can't believe this is finally happening!
And then he hit send and the message was gone, leaving Lykos with little else to do but twiddle his thumbs as he sat and waited for them to arrive at their destination. When they finally did stop though, he was hesitant to get out of the car. What if he tried to get out and stepped right into a puddle, making a fool out of himself in front of everyone? Or what if he tripped on the curb and fell flat on his face? Was he supposed to go to the trunk and get his bag, or would the chauffeur get that too? There were just too many new things that he was still trying to figure out and adjust to, it felt like a completely new world to Lykos.
Gathering up courage, he shouldered his duffel and stumbled out of the dark car and onto the sidewalk. He was struck suddenly with a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach as he looked around him, open-mouthed and surely looking amazed at the unbelievable city around him. The nicest place he had probably been up until now was his father's work, a big building that housed most of his town's lawyers. But this- this passed that a million times over. The hotel itself was striking, lit up as it was at this time of day. And the city around him, the hustle-bustle of the working people, it was like nothing he had ever experienced before. Lykos was in love with this life with the first taste he had of it, and it showed on his face. That wasn't all though, his naivety showed on his face, something more than a few had exploited in the past.
After he got past the view, he moved directly on to searching for Evangeline as he started up towards where the host and his son were stationed, just in front of the entrance to the hotel. His gangly, awkward stride made him look out of place, even more so than his tight, white skinny jeans and black button up probably did. When he finally opened his mouth, which probably wouldn't be until someone else spoke directly to him and he had no other choice, his strange accent would set him even more apart. Though he was secure in the knowledge that he wasn't the only one with an accent that was on this trip. He stood quietly in the small crowd they made when gathered all together, looking a little like a lost puppy when they were told to go up and find their rooms.