Randy Jamersone's Story

Standing in the airport Randy brushed the thick hair out of her eyes, groaning she streached. It was humid and she was not likeing the moister in the air, it was sticky and she had strightened her hair for once and now it curling slightly, pouting for a minute before going to luggage she picked up her dark purple suitcase and made sure the light purple and black carry on was slung over her shoulder with her lap top and a few items in it. Looking around she spotted three people mingaling and she made a face, they were so the shows type of people. Making sure to avoid them for now because the two girls with the guy would so piss her off and fights in airport were a nono, the Producer had made sure to say that multipule times. Walking to the bar she ordered a shirly temple, it was a decieveing drink because honestly she could have vodka in it or not.

People watching Randy Jamersone's eyes kept coming back to the group of people that she would have to board with, closing her eyes she sighed deeply. This was going to be so much fun. she thought and downed the sweet drink and ordered a shot of vodka, dowing that she sighed and looked at the bartender. He was staring down the Vneck of her shirt and she simply shrugged, "Enjoying the view?" She asked her voice rough from ill use on the trip. Blushing the young man turned around and his co worker laughed at him and winked at her.


What did I think? Well, I thought F-this becaue I know there would be fights but I could tell right then that I was go ing to fight, more then once with them. Do I want to? No, well maybe if its fun but its rarely fun.

Turning back around Randy sighed and walked up to the group of four now, "Hey, whats up" SHe said not even asking if they were for the show. She flicked her hair out of her face and smiled, her glasses sat on her nose but instead of making her look geeky or weak it added a sexiness to her. Looking at the rad tad group she wanted to cancel her contract and go home, but free food, booze and hey it was legal tp fight as long no great damage is done to the person. Dealing with her distaste for the group she throughly looked at them, Spiky hair was diffently trouble, both the girls looked like bitches and then there was the wanna be gangster but looking at them all from the shows point of view, this was entertainment and she knew she would watch the show if she was at home and they were online and she would be hoping for some hateing others.

Smiling, "You guys are for the show right? Or am I wrong and you guys really are just a rag tag group of friends?" She asked keeping her voice light and happy as she pretended to be interested. Honestly though she just wanted to get to the house. "Do you know how we get to the house?" She asked and kept her eyes on everyone, she didnt trust them but honestly she didnt trust anyone to begin with. SHe was being mean and she should at least give them a day before judging.



Make friends? Be happy Im dealing with them. Im talking to them now... God I dont like people why am I here agian? wait I know! no I dont, Man I dont like people and I havent even spoken to them yet but then agian, long flight maybe I'll like them tomorrow, or after I started drinking...

Isabella kept walking toward the limo looking behind her to see any regular faces. As she turned around she noticed a group of people starting to form. They all looked like they came from different walks of life so she figured they must be with the show. As she started walking their way she studied the group, two boys three girls. She could tell they all had very different personality's just by their body language. She knew she would eventually clash with one or more of them but not on the first day....maybe.

When she reached the group she immediately introduced herself. "I am Isabella, I assumed you guys are here for the show?" She made eye contact with all of them as she looked over the expressions in their faces and wait for response.

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Well lets just say I can tell there are going to be some interesting moments on this show. For starters looks wise, none of them are bad looking, and I can tell all of them know how to party!

Louise stared at the man with the strange hair, and when he replied so... eccentrically, she raised an eyebrow in curiosity and shook her head slowly. "Don't get too excited about it, dude. It's just a reality show." She grunted, putting her headphones in, and pulling her backpack of luggage over her shoulder.



"This still sucks. No exception from last time. Although, the guy with the spiky hair.. Hayden? He looks alright, like my kinda guy.

Hayden chuckled at Louise's comment, then flipped his bangs out of his eyes, picking up both of his bags and tossing them in the trunk of the limo lazily. That's when he noticed that filming was way on it's way, cameras surrounded both sides of the limo, probably zooming in on everyone's expressions. That's when he noticed yet another girl walking up to them, introducing herself as Isabella. Looking over slightly at her, he nodded. "Name's Hayden, cool to meet you."

Looking over the group of people now, Hayden realized they were missing someone. Great, more waiting around. He supposed MTV was just going to cut the introductions and time spent at the airport short. But from the looks of it, this was going to be an extremely interesting summer. He was really interested in the rooming situations now.


Louise definetely seems like a blast, man. She's totally beautiful, and I think we can have a great time. No, not like that you perverts, I'm talking about some drinkin' and partyin'...as for the other people? I don't know. The chicks seem aiight in the head, but who the hell am I to judge. I don't think I'll get into any arguments with any of em...for now. The other dude seems cool...but right now I'm just wondering who's gonna walk out next.

Tim pulled out his phone and looked at the time. The other guy was taking way too long, his fuse was starting to light. He laid his luggage down and opened it up. To the untrained eye all you could see is a bunch of clothes fold neatly, this was of course his mothers work. He smirked on how neat and organized it was. He loved that woman to death. He reached into a top pocket and pulled out a brand new pack of Marlboro 100's . Gum helped ease the pain of not smoking, but he had waited enough. It was time to light one up.

He opened the pack and put the trash in his pocket. He had done enough littering to last a life time. He stepped off to the side and light up a smoke. He breathed in and let the toxic smoke fill his lungs. Tim was careful not to blow the smoke into anyone's face, he hated it when he was a kid. Why should he put other people through things he didn't like. After a few drags he turned to the others and said, "Alright where the fuck is this other guy? I'm getting impatient. I've had a six hour flight, and I'm sure I didn't have the longest flight out of the six of us. So, I'm guessing you guys are getting there too. I'm about ready to say fuck him and climb in the limo."

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I'm gonna honest right now. I meant every word that I said. If he didn't show up in the next few minutes, I was climbing in the car. Let the others think I'm a impatient bastard who can't sit still for more than a few minutes. Screw them. I know that I can sit still for more than a few hours, but come on how hard is it wake up and catch a plane. I did it and I overslept an hour from the time I was suppose to get up.

Isabella was also getting impatient, so when Tim spoke up about just leaving she had to agree. "I say lets just go and the new guy can catch a cab or something." She picked up her bags and headed out to the limo. She didn't care if any of them followed or not. It was hot in the air port and she would rather wait in the limo where the alcohol was free. She was greeted by the limo driver who opened the door for her and took her bags to put them into the trunk. Once inside the limo she popped open a bottle and poured her a glass. Taking a long gulp from the glass. "Ahhh that's good stuff. This really is the life." she started looking around the limo at all the other things they had inside,while she waited for the others.

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Honestly, I don't know whats going on with the other guy, I mean really who shows up late. Well anyway I am sick of waiting for him. I am ready to get to the house and get my party on!! This is the real world, there is nothing interesting about standing around an airport. As for the limo, if this is just what is driving us around I can't wait to see the house!!

After pacing around and hearing both Tim and Isabella complain about the guy who STILL hasn't shown up, Hayden sighed. "Okay, fuck it, let's just go and he can show up later. IF the bastard even decides to show up," he announced, then followed Isabella into the limo, sitting across from her and spotting a bottle of Skyy Vodka and a couple glasses. Reaching over and picking it up, he popped off the top, then got one of the glasses and poured the transparent liquid in there. Taking a sip, he smiled to himself. Vodka was always on his list of must-haves at home. Things wouldn't be any different here.

"COME ON, yall," he hollered towards the door, then leaned back and looked out the window, observing the cameras which were filiming to no avail. "I wonder how exciting this shit is so far, he muttered to himself, then realized that there must be a couple of cameras in the limo too, hidden to the human eye.


...SO HE DOESN'T SHOW UP. Or maybe he'll show up late, who the fuck knows, but this is just RIDICULOUS! You think we're waiting? HEELLL NAWWW, homie, right now I just wanna get to the house. And if this guy doesn't show up then that means an empty bed. Who knows, maybe I'll room with Tim. Or if Louise wanted to, I would room with her, I think we could get along really well.