Lacuna
eyebrow queen
☼ Stevie Nichole ☾
Taking in a deep breath, Stevie stared out over the water as the wind whipped her hair around. The small boat was getting closer to the island with every minute that passed and she could feel her hands starting to sweat. She was nervous as hell to arrive and spend the next 6 weeks with complete strangers, but it also excited her. She had been watching The Real World since she was 14 and always dreamed of being on the show. It stunned her that they had actually picked a girl like her to be on it.
As the small boat pulled up to the pier the large beach house was perched upon a natural stoney slab that was covered in an array of foliage. The white sandy beach seemed to cascade down from the main land and provided a small personal beach in front of the house. Everything was better than Stevie had ever imagined, but her jaw dropped when her eye's caught the infinity pool that was raised up from the house but was still nestled between the rocks of the island. Everything was beyond what she expected; it was perfect. Quickly snapping out of her trance she looked over at the captain of the boat who had already pulled out her large suitcases and bags from the boat. She shot a smile in his direction and thanked him before she promptly picked up bags and slung them over her shoulder and grabbed the handle of her suitcase.
The island breeze gently brushed locks of her brown hair about her face as she hobbled across the white sand in her old beat up converse. Never in her life had she ever seen a beach like this one. She lived near the beach in New York, but it was nothing compared to this one. Hobbling through the sand, she yanked the large suitcase with every step, thankfully there wasn't that much sand she had to cross over until she hit the hard stone staircase. Her suitcase smacked against every step as she made her way up. As soon as she hit the landing her eyes glazed over as she looked at the large beach house. "Ho-ly shit." She muttered under her breath.
When she entered the cool air from the AC cut right though her and set shivers up her spine. The entry way was huge, had sight lines into the bright kitchen and living room and had a large stair case that lead to the upper levels. Gripping her suit case tightly she jogged up the stairs, trying her best to ignore the camera crew around her. Even though it was the first day there she knew that there was bound to be some drama going on. That's how it always went. It was like MTV purposefully chose clashing personalities to get a rise out of everyone. Stevie let out a sigh of relief as she turned the corner into the first room she saw. There were no camera to be seen when she entered and it looked as if no one else was occupying the room. Dropping her bags to the floor she paused for a moment before a huge grin came across her face and she ran, jumping onto the bottom bunk bed.
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