To Fear, or not To Fear, That is the Question.
Chapter 2:
Unwanted Introductions
She went over to the luggage racks and grabbed her suitcase. Outside, a cab waited for her. She Loaded her bags into the trunk and got into the cab.
The ride to the hotel was a long one, about 45 minuets. Once they got there, she got her bags out of the cab and went into the hotel. Inside, she saw James, the producer. He directed her to a conference room in the back of the hotel. It was obvious that she was the last to arrive.
A red head women with her hair down to her mid-back sat in the corner. Her think, strait hair was in a ponytail at the base of her neck. She was 5'5" with an athletic build, pale skin, and stunning green eyes. She looked about 20. She looked up at Olivia with a confident, cocky look in her eyes. It was obvious that she think Liv was a threat. She Was introduced as Autumn, a nineteen year old law student from las Vegas. This reminded Olivia of a young Casey.
A blond girl sat next to Autumn. The girl was about 5'2". Her dirty blond hair was slightly longer than shoulder length with a light waviness to it. She was about as tanned as Olivia, incredibly skinny with glacier blue eyes. Looking at Liv, she roller her eyes. She introduced herself as Brooke, a 16 year old high school Junior from California.
Olivia introduced herself as a detective from New York City. This made on man bust out laughing. She looked at him. He was 6'2" with brown hair and blue/ Green eyes. He wore his hair in spikes. The man looked about 25 and was very muscular. He Looked Liv up and down and laughed some more.
"What is so funny?" She snapped.
"The thought that you could ever survive even for one day as a cop. I mean, It's hilarious." He replied.
"For your information, I have been a cop for 8 years." she snapped coldly. "Why is is so funny anyway?"
"Well look at you." He said as if that explained it all.
"What's your name?" Olivia asked sweetly. Everyone know it was a false tone.
"My name is Ben, I;m from Florida." He said staring right at her with cold eyes. "What's it to you?"
"Moving on" James said loudly, breaking up the glaring contest between Olivia and Ben.
The man next to Ben was names Charles. Charles was about 6'. He was incredibly good looking for a 32 year old; Short blond hair with red roots, grey eyes, medium build, and pale skin.
He looked up and down Liv's body, obviously liked what he saw, he winked at her. She immediately dislike him. He was introduced as an accountant from Ohio.
The last man was actually normal looking. He had hazel eyes brown hair, and a medium skin completion. He had a tattoo across his left forearm.. It was of the American flag and a yellow ribbon. He politely introduced himself as an air force pilot form North Carolina.
They all sat around the meeting table and James passed out room mate forms. All the girls would be staying together and all the men would be staying together. He passed out the liability wavers. Olivia read through carefully. " we are not liable for lost or stolen property, Any physical injury or death that occurs during the show is not the fault of Joe Rogan or any of the Producers and or the stunt coordinators." Then there was a place to sign. Olivia did so. Her cell phone started ringing. The caller ID said it was Elliot. Reluctantly she picked it up.
"Benson," She said.
"Hey, Liv" El said sweetly.
"El I seriously hate your ass!" she Yelled..
"Oh, and why is that?" He said laughing.
"El will you shut the hell up and listen to me. Right now I just found out that I have to share a room with a bimbo and a bitch. This weird guy keeps staring at me and hitting on me, and the next time I see you I'm going to Kill you, you bastard, Do you understand me!" she said angrily,
"Oh well I see we are in a bad mood right now so I'll call you back later" He said quickly and hung up.
"God damn son of a bitch, ass hole!" She muttered.
James told them to grab their bags and head up to their rooms. The women had room 245, and the men had room 250.
There were three bed and a small bathroom in the hotel room. Autumn got the first bed, Brooke the second bed., and Liv the last bed. She began to quietly unloading her thins, putting them neatly into the dresser, her phone rang again. The put it on speaker and continued to unpack.
"Benson," she stated blandly.
"Hey" It was Casey. "Do any fun stuff yet?"
"No not yet. Hey Case, is Elliot mad at me?"
"He Understands why you said what you did."
"Good. Can you apologize to him for me though?" she asked.
"Sure. Well I'll let ya go. Call us tomorrow." She said "Bye Liv"
"Bye Case." She replied and hung up.
The Blond, Brooke, was glaring at her.
"What?" Liv asked.
"Why is it that you get to have a cell phone, and I don't. There so mean to me. They must have like you."
"No, it's because I'm a police officer and I need to be informed on case updates." she said truthfully.
Brooke rolled her eyes and then they all god ready for bed. They had meetings all day and it was now 10:30 at night. "An evening full of unwanted introductions." She thought as she fell asleep.