I'm so excited to be writing this story. It's quite different than any other one of my stories. Also, it's very AU... and, it doesn't feature just one couple (as I usually do Spoby stories). This time, it's a general mix of couples, and there are storylines for all the girls. But the general theme is falling for the wrong person! I hope you enjoy this. Leave a review! xoxo
Reality TV: The Wrong Guys
Chapter 1
Robbie Thomas was flipping through a book— not just any book, but rather a book filled with pictures of women. That was done in the least creepy way, though. He was selecting the girls that would appear on his uncle's reality TV show, which was a lucky opportunity for him to star as a very desirable hunk, one that all the women would have to fight for. There were privileges to being the producer's nephew! He smiled to himself when he picked a roster of six beautiful women, with one that would be set to be his endgame love interest. And, again, being the nephew of the show producer had its perks, because he got to pick which woman he would be a main love interest to. And he picked a certain gorgeous brunette to be his lady. Spencer Jill Hastings— smart, athletic, funny, witty, and gorgeous. The other women were also beautiful, there was no doubt about that, but Robbie wanted to have the main interactions with Spencer Hastings.
Of course, he was among other men, but since it was a "half-scripted" reality show, his uncle had set for all the gorgeous women to mainly pine after Robbie, with Spencer being his ultimate love interest. He was still satisfied with that. He looked at the other men in the book... the others that would be competing with him for the girls. It was an odd show. Almost like "The Bachelor", but much different. In this show, it was basically a free-for-all love game. The purpose was to find your true love by the game's end. Every girl would be set to end up with a certain man, but to make good writing, twists were set all over the place. At one point in the storyline, all the girls were supposed to fight over Robbie, and he just couldn't want for that big love triangle. It wasn't even a triangle. It was six girls fighting over him! Love hexagon?
In the book were photos of the other men, which was an idea that Robbie despised. He wanted the girls to all fight over him the whole time, although he was certainly wanting to end up with Spencer. To be honest, he was hoping an off-screen romance blossomed between them, and he was determined to make that happen. He glanced at each photo of the other men. There was Ezra Fitzgerald, a sophisticated businessman and best-selling author. He was quite handsome, too. And then, there was the mysterious former carpenter & male model with a body of gold— Toby Cavanaugh. Robbie was a little bit peeved that his uncle had picked these attractive men, especially a male model with a defined body. Robbie had a defined body, but he couldn't say it was as great as Toby's. But who could blame him? The boy was a male model! The next was a college football player named Noel Kahn. He was attractive and charming, but was a bit of a bad boy. Robbie just hoped that the girls weren't too into bad boys, or they'd all be falling for Noel. The last boy was the all-too-charming Wren Kingston, a British doctor that moved to Pennsylvania from London. Five guys, six girls. How was that supposed to work?
Of course, the network had to spice things up and add a little bit of drama! One girl would leave empty-handed. No man. Each girl had to fight to maintain the man of their dreams, and not be the girl left out. And Robbie was hoping that he would be the biggest competition. He wanted all the guys to be saddened because the ladies only wanted him. It would make for great television, and it would make him look good!
"Rob, they're here," Caleb Rivers said, stepping into the actor's room. Mister Rivers was a graduated film student from USC, and was hired to be the cameraman and a part of the tech crew for the TV show. "Are you ready to meet your women? You'll finally get to meet Spencer Jill Hastings, the girl you've been obsessed with for such a long time."
"I can almost imagine the kisses we'll share," Robbie said with a grin. "I'm so lucky my uncle is letting me do this... and letting me pick the girl I end up with."
"They're all so beautiful," Caleb commented. "Still wishing that your uncle gave me a spot on this. I'd take any one of these girls. They're perfect."
"Trust me, man, they wouldn't go for you," Robbie laughed, shaking his head like it was a crazy idea. "You're just a part of the stage crew! You don't have the appeal for them. None of them are going to be interested in you."
"Piss off, man," Caleb snapped, folding his arms. "You think you're some Hollywood celebrity just because you're on this show?"
"Um, yeah, I'm going to be, Rivers. This is just the beginning of my career," Robbie told him with a grin. "Look here, don't be all upset with me. I didn't mean any harm. These girls are going to be judgmental and shallow. They're college girls. Don't let them get to you. They're only here for the contestants. Don't take it personally, Caleb."
The cameraman still rolled his eyes, adjusting his frame.
The first girl appeared on-set. She was a short, perky girl named Mona Vanderwaal. She was a bit sarcastic and snarky, but she was cute and had a nice smile, which was why Robbie selected her immediately. Right after her, an extremely hot blonde appeared. She had piercing blue eyes, and golden blonde hair. Her name was Hanna Marin. Another blonde came right after her, and she was equally as gorgeous. Alison Lauren DiLaurentis. After her, another short girl appeared on-set. She had hazel eyes, and a doll-like appearance. Aria Rose Montgomery was her name, and many would think she was flawless when they looked at her. The next was a tall, tan Filipino-Canadian swimmer. She had a gorgeous complexion, and of course, the body of a swimmer. Emily Fields was her name, and she was truly exotic and beautiful. The last girl to come on-set was Robbie's lady— Spencer Jill Hastings, with her brown eyes and sarcastic personality. There she was. She was even better in person.
"Hey," he greeted immediately. "I'm Robbie Thomas. We're going to be playing love interests on the show. The main ones. I just thought that I should introduce myself. We best be friends if we're going to be working together so much."
"That's sweet of you," she said, shaking his head. "Spencer Hastings."
"That's a great name," Robbie told her. "I'm really excited to be working with you, Spencer. Hopefully we'll have some fun scenes together. I'll catch you later."
When Robbie left, Spencer turned to Aria, her longtime best friend, and sort of just freaked out.
"Oh my god, Aria, he's my love interest?" Spencer asked, her eyes widening. "He's so hot! And sweet! I can't believe I get to end up with him. I'm lucky."
Aria laughed and said, "I think they're all going to be hot guys. We'll just have to wait and see if there's anyone better. Maybe I'll be lucky and get that guy."
"Who could possibly be hotter than Rob—" Spencer began, but then her eyes widened when she saw a shirtless young man with blue eyes and a killer smile. "Who is THAT?"
"I don't even know, but his body is fine!" Aria exclaimed, licking her lips. "I hope I got him. Personally, I think he's better than Robbie."
"Forget Robbie. This guy's body is where it's at," Spencer joked. "I'm kidding. He's great, but I still feel lucky to have gotten Robbie."
"When are the rest of us going to find out our endgame men?" Aria asked. "I'd like to know who I'm going to spending a lot of time with, and hopefully it's that guy. And hopefully we'll have a lot of pool scenes together, so that shirt will come off all the time!"
"I can get used to this life," Spencer said with a smirk. "These next few months are going to be absolutely amazing, don't you think?"
"I don't just think... I know it," Aria said, nodding her head in agreement.
The girls went for a quick meeting with Robbie's uncle. They were going to start filming the next day, but first, they had to get a good look at the script ideas. It was sort of "unscripted" in a way. The writers gave them control over the lines and the emotions, but everything they did had to follow the basic story lines they created. If Aria was assigned to flirt with one guy, she wouldn't be allowed to create her own scene of flirting with a different guy. It had to remain within the boundaries. If it was a love triangle, they couldn't mess it up. Whatever the writers wanted had to be the way things happened.
"We'll tell you your endgames now," his uncle announced. "Spencer Hastings to Robbie Thomas. Hanna Marin to Wren Kingston. Mona Vanderwaal to Noel Kahn. Emily Fields to Toby Cavanaugh. Alison DiLaurentis to Ezra Fitz. And Aria Montgomery is the one who ends up alone."
"I'm alone!?" Aria cried.
"Someone has to be, and we picked you," his uncle said. "Don't like it? Don't care. But don't you worry, honey. You'll still get plenty of scenes and story lines with these men. It's just, in the end, you won't have a love interest. No big deal. Alright, I'd like you to meet up with your endgame, say a few quick words, and then head to your hotel rooms to get some rest. We start shooting tomorrow at 10:00 AM sharp. Don't be late! Lunch will be provided and served, always."
After meeting their men, the girls headed to the hotel room for rest.
"He's so attractive. And he's British!" Hanna exclaimed, clapping her hands together. "I really cannot wait to get my lips all over his. It's going to be great."
"That hot dude that you were eyeballing," Aria began, nudging Spencer. "He's Emily Fields's man. His name is Toby Cavanaugh. Don't you wish you got him? I wish I got anybody at all... but still."
"I do admit, I think he was the hottest one there, but Robbie is still amazing," Spencer assured herself. "Poor you, babe. You're ending up alone. Good thing it's just for the TV show. Aria, it's ok. None of these relationships are real. You'll still get a fair share of hot kisses and steamy moments."
The roomies got to pick each other. Aria obviously chose Spencer, her best friend. Mona chose Hanna, because they were also besties. Alison and Emily were sort of strangers, but they were totally ok about bunking together.
"Are you going to grab a bath before tomorrow's filming?" Alison asked as they arrived inside of their hotel room.
"Of course," Emily responded.
"You know what I've always wanted to try?" Alison asked.
"Enlighten me," Emily said with a small smile curling on her lips.
"A bubble bath with a girl," Alison said with a smirk. "Are you in? It'll be fun."
Let's just say, Alison was a VERY persuasive person, because what happened that night was two girls, one tub, and a little bit of experimenting. It wasn't a hook-up or anything, but there was quite a bit of touching. I mean, what did you think was going to happen when two girls decided to take a bubble bath together!? A friendly scrub? Obviously not. Fingers went into places, and that's all that is going to be said.
"Where are you going?" Hanna asked, seeing Mona putting on a hot outfit.
"Look, Han, you know I love you, but I'm not going to be staying here most nights, I don't think," Mona responded, scratching her head. "I mean, I did agree to room with you, but Noel asked me to spend the night in his room. At least for tonight, I'm sleeping over there."
"What? Didn't you just meet, Mona?" Hanna asked, scratching her head.
"Yeah, I know. But who cares? Hanna, he's gorgeous, and he wants to hook-up with me!" Mona exclaimed. "I, in no way, am going to stop this from happening. If things don't work out, I'll start staying in our room. Do whatever you want. Go crazy! Why don't you invite that hottie Brit boy over? I'm sure he'd want to get on it with you."
"Wren? I barely know him," Hanna said nervously. "I'm not good at that. And besides, if we start screwing around, and then something bad happens between us, things will be awkward. He's my endgame. I don't want to mess anything up, and then make filming the show become a chore. I want it to be fun. And it won't be fun if I'm fighting with my love interest."
"Suit yourself," Mona said, shrugging before she left the hotel room.
Hanna sighed, undressing herself from her day clothes, and changing into her pajamas. She decided to go down to the lobby, because she heard they were serving free cookies. Hearing that, she rushed right over there!
When she arrived in the lobby, she saw a guy that was on-set. She didn't know him, but she knew he was there earlier. She tapped his shoulder.
"Hey," she greeted.
"Um... hello, blondie," he said with a quiet laugh. "Are you from the show? What can I do for you? Do you have a technical problem? I'm here to help with anything. If you have a problem with the electronics in your room, I'm your guy. I'll come up there and help you."
"You're a part of the tech crew for the show?" Hanna asked, and he nodded his head. "What's your name?"
"Caleb Rivers."
"I'm Hanna Marin," she introduced herself. "And yes, I do have a tech problem. Would you mind coming up to my hotel room and fixing my TV? It's not working."
That was a lie. She was trying to be like Mona. She was trying to get a nice hook-up. And she didn't want to mess things up with Wren, since he was her endgame for the show. But she was sure that hooking up with the tech crew boy wasn't going to ruin the show for her. He didn't have any power over the show.
"Of course I will!" Caleb exclaimed. "That's my job. Cookie?" She nodded her head, and he handed her one from the lobby tray.
The two of them made their way back up to Hanna and Mona's hotel room. He grabbed the TV remote, pressing the on button, and trying to figure out what the problem was. He was a bit shocked when the TV turned on perfectly, and began playing a channel.
"Uh... I think everything seems to be fine with the TV," Caleb said, scratching his head. "You must be mistaken. Is there anything else I can help you with here?"
"Ok, look, truth is, there was never a tech problem," Hanna confessed, feeling guilty about her hook-up plan.
"I figured. But then, why did you call me up here?" Caleb asked curiously.
"Because... I was hoping that maybe we could do this," Hanna quietly responded, and then leaned up to kiss his lips gently, cupping his cheeks. When she pulled back, she asked, "How was that?"
"Oh... um... it was great, but Hanna," he stopped her. "We can't do this. I'm not allowed—"
"Who cares?" Hanna laughed.
"I don't want you to lose your job. You're not allowed to date other people while you're working on the show. You're supposed to let the audience think that you're only having flings with these hot guys on the show," Caleb explained. "Mr. Thomas will be really mad if you break the rules. I don't want that to happen. And I'll lose my job, too."
"Nobody's going to know about a silly hook-up," Hanna laughed. "It's just sex."
Caleb squeezed her hand and offered, "How about we spend the night watching movies instead?"
"That does sound pretty good," Hanna confessed, smiling like a fool.
And that's all they did. Watched movies as friends.