Location: Camp Dock.
The boats horn blared loudly as the pristine gold belted yacht parked. Extending the stair’s Aurelia’s white heels creaked against the nearly broken wooden dock. Aurelia tipped her hat up slightly to get a good view of the camp and what a surprise it was nothing like the pamphlet claimed it to be.
The sun beamed down on her and the disgusting murky water wasn’t making it any better. Regardless she looked great and a lying host with a beyond run down camp wasn’t going to ruin that.
“Tch.” Aurelia scoffed carefully stepping over the large cracks in the dock that looked like they would fall through any second. She immediately noticed the host who wore a simple shirt and shorts. Walking right past him and making sure to slightly press her heel down on his foot for the lie he told as she turned towards the few other contestants.
Some looked out of place, most were angry and others were…bleh. Aurelia sighed placing her hand on her hip as she tossed her bag to one of the camera crew. “I request a fresh and neat bedroom, A lobster plate accompanied with a cold drink and a shiatsu massage.” Aurelia flicked her hair back as her eyes landed on a girl, Finally someone who was decently dressed.
Aurelia immediately turned on a bright smile and approached the girl. “Aurelia, Smith.” Aurelia extended her hand towards the girl.
