Feel free to roleplay here. No need to assign bedrooms or anything, that seems a bit pointless. Just roleplay as an activity to fill time between rounds, and post confessionals where possible.

L A R A

Lara walked in to the new house and gawked at how beautiful it was. "Wow," she said under her breath. She made her way into every room, and she began seeing the other models making their way into the house. She thought to herself HOW she could have screwed up so badly last round, because that wasn't normally how she modeled. She took a deep breath, turned around, and said "hi!, my name is Lara," to the first model she saw.

Evia

Evia walked into the house. She was a bit distracted, thoughts about the elimination were still running through her head. Evia looked up and saw a gorgeous brunette talking to her and introducing herself. Not wanting to come off as rude or weird, Evia got a grip on herself and said: "Hi, I'm Evia! It's nice meeting you."

L A R A

"Hi," Lara said nervously. She was usually very outgoing amongst her friends and people she knew, but was shy when meeting new people. "Where are you from? I hope I make friends here," she said with a laugh that was slightly off. "OK, I'm sorry. I'm so nervous. Let me start over, how are you and where are you from?" she tried once again, this time giving a confident smile.

Evia

"I'm great thanks." Evia didn't want to let the other models know how unconfident she felt after the last elimination. "I'm from Moscow. Where are you from?" Evia thought that Lara looked like a sweet person and hoped they would be friends.

L A R A
Lara found it comforting to have someone to talk to, even though she was used to being far from her family for extended periods of time. "I'm from Brazil, but I live in New York City," Lara said as she flashed another smile. "Lets go see the rest of the house, and meet the rest of the models!"
Lara took Evia's hand and dragged her into the other room where a bunch of other models were sitting and chatting. Lara liked Evia, and she wanted to be her friend without being clingy.

Evia

Evia looked around the room, seeing all those gorgeous other models really made her nervous. Oh God, I'm so dead next round. She thought. Evia smiled at Lara and asked: "So Brazil, hows it like? I'm only used to the cold in Russia, I can't imagine how warm and nice it must be."

L A R A
"Brazil is amazing! It's my home, you know, so I always feel comfortable when I'm there. I am sort of accustomed to the cold from living in New York, but I can't imagine what Russia would feel like!" Lara said. She stared back at the crowd of mingling models.

Mereya walked into her new home immediately looking for the bedrooms. Although the she felt elated about winning the first round, she was just too exhausted to take a tour. Her feet were aching from those ridiculous shoes, and she could feel a serious headache coming on. It would have to take her some time to get used to the fast paced career that is modelling.
While trying to find her bed, she found two other girls chatting.

"Oh great," Mereya thought to herself. Now was not the time for her to be joining in on the conversation. There would be plenty of time for that after her nap, as well as checking out the boys. But Mereya was a strong believer in good impressions and decided to introduce herself anyways.

"Hey there," she tried to muster up as much energy as she could to sound friendly, " I'm Mereya."

L A R A

Lara just stared at Mereya before snapping out of it and introducing herself. "Hi, I'm Lara. Congratulations on doing so well, it was well deserved!" Lara said as she kept staring. Mereya would be her biggest competition, and if she kept up this streak, Lara would be gone in no time. Lara's confidence dwindled as she stared. She shook her head, and sat down continuing the conversation. She saw Mereya doze off, and lowered her voice so she wouldn't be an annoyance to anyone else.
Lara looked around for some eye candy to keep her going, and found a few people she was interested in talking to.

Evia

Evia looked at the new girl introducing herself. Wow she is gorgeous, she thought. I must definitely step up my game to top her. "Hi, I'm Evia. I love your name, it's so unique." Evia hoped she would get along with everyone in this house. Never been the most popular girl in school, she was a bit shy meeting strangers. This whole modeling competition was far from her comfort zone.

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Lara was quickly getting tired of speaking to the girls, when she turned around and saw a ton beautiful specimens in front of her. Her eyes widened as she stared at the two male models. One approached her, and asked for her name. "My name is Lara. Your eyes are really bright and blue, I love them!" she said in a confident tone. Lara was always confident when talking to men because she knew they weren't her competition, and she wasn't comparing herself to them.

Florian had just walked in after nearly being in the bottom two.
A bit in a bad mood, you'd say.
A pretty brazilian walked up to him and complimented him.

"Thanks..I guess." Florian said, planting a half-smirk on his face.
She was pretty, but not really his type.

He spotted a pale girl with black hair and gorgeous light brown eyes.
Making his move, he told Lara he'd be back, and swiftly popped up infront of her.

"Hey, sup? I'm Florian. You are..?" he said smiling a set of pearls.

OOC: THIS IS TO MEREYA BTW I LOVE YOU!!

L A R A

Lara was immediately put off by Florian's lack of enthusiasm towards her comment, and knew when she wasn't wanted. She was with that "type" before, and she knew it wouldn't go anywhere.

Lara had bigger fish to fry, and this included not getting caught up in childish puppy love, but to actually do better in the photo shoots. She secretly hoped that a relationship would flourish between the two, so they could lose their focus in the competition.

Leoma entered the model house with her Louis Vuitton luggages trailing behind her. She had definitely packed way more than she needed. But a girl must always be prepared to look great in any given situation. Plus, she wanted to bring all her beautiful shoes with her.

She began walking towards the small group conversing at the side of the house. The tanned, caterpillar-eyed model seemed to be flirting with the juicy-lipped boy. Before she could reach them she rapidly scanned the room for competition. That one girl who got FCO could potentially be competition, but she couldn't really tell from just that shoot. I mean she was just standing there. Ooh...the guys were pretty hot. But they could never be competition: modeling is a female business.

Now how the hell did they make it into this competition? Some models here definitely wouldn't be making it far. Hmm.

"Hey, guys." She stopped before the group in discussion. She threw a quick smile as she flipped her bang out of her face by skillfully shaking her head to one side. "Nice work you all did back there. I don't think anything will be as challenging for us girls after posing in those heels. I've done some modeling before, but nothing quite like that."

She glanced around the room. "Where's the alcohol?"

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Lara took interest to the new girl who had just entered the room. She wasn't conventionally pretty, but had such an edge to her that really made her stand out. Lara ran to the back and grabbed the first two bottles of Jack Daniels and gave one to the red haired chick. "It isn't Moët, but it should do for now," Lara said as she found a new drinking buddy. She went back to her Gucci handbag and pulled out a piece of paper as she scribbled a small note with her Chanel lipstick. She returned it all to her bag, in hopes of using it for later.

She was glad there was at least one person she could drink with...and who was also probably underage? She didn't care, you could pretty much get away with anything in NYC. She just wanted to celebrate being here. She smiled at the fact that this girl knew her champagne.

"It'll do! I just hope I can stay classy rather than trashy." She went to go grab some shot glasses from a counter. But she quickly went into her luggage to pick out her absolute favorite shot glass that read 'hot mess'. "This is the only one that I will drink out of when not in a bar or at an event."

"Ok. Let's down it on the count of three! 1, 2...3!" She quickly let the liquid slide down her throat. She pounded the glass on the counter as she used her other hand to pull her bang out of her face. "One more!"

Mereya suddenly woke up from her nap, hearing two new voices. As she tried fixing her hair she was immediately approached by handsome blue eyed boy.

"Hey, I'm Mereya, but most people call me Reya," she playfully said. If there was anything Mereya loved more than boys, it was more boys. If Florian was this handsome, then she couldn't imagine how gorgeous the other boys could be.

She quickly scanned the room to see who the other voice belonged to. The new girl was already having a drink with Lara. Mereya so desperately wanted a drink, but was hesitant at the same time. At 18 she already did her fair share of partying but she lacked the self-control that would keep her from being hung over the next morning.

Her attention diverted from Florian, then back to the bottle of Jack Daniels.

"Hey Florian, wanna join me? I'm gonna have a drink with them."

Takin up Reya's offer, he sat down next to her.

"How about we play a little game?" Florian said, looking at everyone.

"It's time for a game of I Never..." he smiled.

"Who wants to go up first?"

"You mean, Never Have I Ever." Leoma said as she poured herself a mixed drink. She sat down with the other two ready for the real fun to begin.

"It's getting pretty hot in here." As she said that, she took off her tunic to reveal her crop top. "Now I'm ready!" She began to laugh. Usually when she was drunk, she was known for her obnoxious laugh.

"Hey girl!!! You did a great job today. I think I'll just stand at my next shoot with just wind in my hair." She said that with a noticeable sarcastic tone.

Evia

After being a little quiet for a while Evia thought she'd join in. "Hey, can you give a drink too please? It's so odd that you Americans can't drink that early, in Russia we're pretty much being brought up with alcohol." Evia knew that a nice glass of alcohol would make her feel more at ease. Plus she wasn't going to throw the opportunity away to mingle with the others.

After a drink or two, Evia really began to be more comfortable. When the dark haired boy asked if anyone wanted to play a game. Evia enthusiastically replied: "I'm in!"

Nicole was late, as always. As she walked through the door, she left all her stuff on the hall. She had the feeling some people were inside, but had no idea of what they were already doing.

"Oh, so we've started to have fun already. I'm Nicole; and I want a shot too!"

Evia

Evia watched a tall blonde walk up to them and introduce herself as Nicole. "Hi Nicole, I'm Evia." She shot her a smile and poured her a full drink. "Here that's for you." And she gave her the glass.

"Thanks Evia". Nicole felt she was a bit shy but definitely cool. "So you're playing a game, huh? I guess the newbie will have to start! Never have I ever been part of a threesome...". Nicole stared at everyone, wondering who would not take that shot.

Dylan burst through the door, beaming ear to ear. Carrying a beach duffel bag filled with only three changes of underwear, his Ken doll, and a bottle of vodka, he took off his sunglasses and threw himself on the sofa, opening a coke, emptying the can onto the floor, and filled it with vodka.

Leaning back, he closed his eyes, thinking about all the girls (and boys) he would be checking out the next morning.