Alex could feel a heavy sigh lifting through her lungs as the entire group entered the hall. All of them gazing at the wonders like they had never touched something like this in their life, Alex strut strait past them and took a seat, crossing her legs and setting her folded hands neatly onto his lap. Whatever this game was, she wasn't about to go falling in love with anyone. She was just here to test herself. This was a mere fraction of her life, it's not like anything would change because of it. Flicking her long blond hair over her shoulder, Alex waited patiently for Chris to start the announcements.
After the man had stopped waiting for people to settle, the presentation continued.
'I have to do my own laundry? How does one even do laundry?' She thought to herself, her brain quickly entering a panic as she thought about how she was supposed to do that. Alex had never had to do her own laundry, her own meals, etc. This was going to be a tougher challenge than she thought. Half of these kids were good looking, or looking for a romance, Alex was here to win. The girl had been in the ring before, the time were everything is do or die. Where every second, every move, every word counts. And this was no different. Standing from her seat as the final announcement was given, Alex brushed off her skirt and looked around for the man who was supposed to be her partner.
Alex could see the two twins talking to each other, and she heaved a sigh. One of those men was her partner, and she hoped to dear god it was the girl. Alex could handle a bitch, but men was another story entirely. Sure, the girl was technically a guy, but if he had the balls to look and act like a girl, Alex could take him down like one. Heaving a long sigh as she saw the actually male looking one of the pair walking towards her, Alex knew she was doomed. Not only did she stand tall over him with her heels, he was giving her that kind smile. He was looking for a friendly relationship, and Alex was looking for a way out of here. She couldn't quit, she knew that. Her father would go livid and she was sure she would never hear the end of it. Heck, she might even be disowned. Then were could she go? She didn't have many friends, so there wasn't much option there. Looking down at the man, Alex nodded.
"I am Alex, nice to meet you Kyle." she said calmly. She was quite surprised none of them had recognized her yet. Being that she did fight on television, and was second in line for her fathers company, it was kind of hard not to know her.
"I look forward to working with you. All I ask is that you leave physical work to me, I can handle it much better than you." She pointed out blatantly. "You would only slow us down."
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Ann looked around her and sighed soundlessly as she looked around. All these people were so, unblemished, so camera ready. There was defiantly one girl who looked like she was hiding something, besides her male gender, which she wasn't really hiding at all. There was a lot of open people, a few shy ones, and one that just downright looked like her, but dressed up in heels and a skirt. Ann didn't need heels or a skirt to demand the attention from the room, her look did that already. Crazy piercings, baggy clothes, blank expression, she looked like a walking nightmare to most, and that didn't bother her in the slightest. Being this way meant people were smart enough to stay far enough away were they couldn't be hurt if she went into her crazy mode. And then there was those lucky few that got to know the slightly goofy, kind and caring side of Ann, the ones she vowed never to touch.
Slumping herself in a chair, Ann listened to the announcer guy, she thought Chris was his name, drone on about points system, staying in pairs, how to leave yada yada yada. It didn't matter to her, and she just stared at her necklaces, her slim fingers fidgeting with the small chains around her neck. She could care less about this announcer, she was more interested in the people around her. The tall girl in heels was probably one of the more athletic ones. She had seen her in competitions, and there was a reason this girl was called The Queen. She almost never lost. Fighting was her life, besides business. The woman didn't do much else. Ann on the other hand was a little more interested in parkour, being strong, flexible and fast enough to outrun cops, and smart enough not to trip and fall trying.
Finally hearing a clatter of chairs, Ann was finally jolted awake from her people watching and her eyes quickly darted up to the screen.
'Aidan, huh... I think that was the muscular guy....' She thought, standing up form her chair. Ann started looking through the crowd until she found the guy with white hair, almost like her slightly grey hair. 'Funny.' She thought as her long limbs made their amble stride over to the man. A small smile pulled onto her face as she looked at him, waving hello to her partner as she strolled up.
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