Eli's P.O.V
I hate reality TV shows. So what, you ask, am I doing at the Bachelorette? Well in my defense it was a dare. Yes, it was a stupid, practical joke that got me on TV looking for 'Love'. Personally, I don't believe it exists. However my best friend and practically brother, Adam disagrees. But it was his biological brother, Drew who forced me into doing this.
**Flashback**
The three boys were sitting in the living room, watching TV.
"I'm so bored!" Drew groaned.
"Well, what do you want to do?" Eli asked, annoyed.
"Let's… play Truth or Dare, except without the Truth part." Drew said with a grin.
"You mean let's do random, idiotic things? Sure, I'm in." Eli replied.
"Me too," Adam stated.
"Okay Eli. I dare you to …" Drew started. Just then a commercial for the Bachelorette popped up on the screen, saying that they are looking for contestants. "Sign up to go on the Bachelorette."
So here I am, at the Bachelorette's house, waiting with 29 other douchey guys to meet this 'beauty', that after one look, we're supposed to fall madly in love with.
What bullshit.
Theirs only two types of people who should be on this show:
Number One: People who only care about looks, and don't know how to spell personality, let alone care about it.
Number Two: Have their head stuck up their asses, believing in fairytales, dreams coming true and love at first sight.
Moral of the story, I am neither of these people and this show is a big mistake.
"One minute until you guys will meet the love of you life!" the host says, mainly to the camera, but some what to us.
One minute, until I meet some perky, blonde bimbo that probably cares as much about personality as she has brains. Yay.
Don't worry, I will be kicked off this show faster than the speed of light, because what this girl is looking for is some muscular, tanned, California Boy with no brain. Not an all black wearing, hearse driving, 'emo' boy like me. So all I got to do is wait to get kicked off.
I decided to start mingling with some of these people; I mean I might as well try having a good time.
"Hey, I'm Eli." I said offering my hand.
"Jake." The man said. He was wearing a purple sweater and baggy jeans, His hair was light brown, and he was wearing a dog tag necklace around his neck.
Where have I seen this guy before? I thought to myself. Then I realized he looked exactly like if Justin Bieber had a twin. Wow, some people try way too hard.
"I know we are supposed to like mingle and stuff, but I came here to win." He stated rudely.
"Good luck to y'ah." I said before rolling my eyes and walking away.
The host announced that She would be entering. They said her name was Clara Something, like it mattered. These guys, more like animals, are probably more interested in her chest size then her name.
And then She entered.
Her crystal blue eyes glistened in the light. Her hair was golden and fell into tiny ringlets just above her shoulder. She wore a silky black dress that hugged her curves perfectly. Her lips were covered in a scarlet lip gloss and opened slightly to the most beautiful smile I've ever seen.
I've changed my mind. I do believe in love at first sight.