Nathan was awakened to the sun shining through the wall sized window located in the bedroom of the beachside condominium which he would be housed in for the next month or so. The past few days had been a whirlwind of excitement for him. He'd been rushed around to do photo shoots, buy new suits and other apparel, and participate in rehearsals where he was told where to stand, what to say, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. He hadn't expected to be as busy as he was.

Tonight was the night where all of the hard work and preparation of the crew would finally be paid off, and also the night where Nathan would begin his reign as the Bachelor. It was weird really. Within hours he was going to meet twenty-five gorgeous women who were all vying for his heart. Then after talking to them for less than two hours, he was going to 'dump' ten of them. He already was starting to feel guilty and he hadn't even done anything that he needed to feel guilty for yet.

A boxer clad Nathan traipsed into the kitchen area of the condo and opened the freezer which had been fully stocked with 'man food' galore. ABC had provided the kitchen with an abundance of Nathan's favorite foods. Frozen Pizza, Cool Ranch Doritos, a case of Sunkist, and case of Budweiser were just a few of the food items in the place. Nathan pulled out a box of Eggo frozen waffles and popped two in the toaster.

After the waffles had popped up, Nathan dressed them with peanut butter and syrup, which, in his opinion, was the only way to eat pancakes or waffles, then grabbed the photo album that he had looked through so many times and let himself fall onto the couch. He decided to look through the picture book one more time before he actually got to meet the ladies in person. For the first time throughout the entire process, Nathan felt giddy. The whole entire time he'd been unsure about the entire idea, but finally the reality of it all was starting to kick in.

Nathan flipped through the pages of the album quickly, but paused when he got to that picture. This girl was absolutely beautiful. Her sleek flowing hair had been parted on the side and a lace lined camisole clung brilliantly to her slim frame. This girl wasn't like the typical fake bake bottle blondes that he had dated in high school and college. She was different. She was special. She had a pure natural glow that made her even prettier. God he could not wait to meet this woman.

After finishing his breakfast of champions, the brunette man decided it would be best to shower and get dressed. It was already almost eleven o'clock and he had to be at the mansion where he would be primped for cameras, and would later meet the girls. He had never had people do his hair or dress him or anything like that. This was definitely going to be a once in a lifetime experience.

After showering, hopping into a pair of UNC basketball shorts, and brushing his teeth, Nathan was officially ready to go. There was no need to get dressed up until he had to and, being a basketball player and head coach, he was going to savor every minute he could be in comfortable clothing.

He would have enjoyed going down to the beach and taking a jog or dipping in the ocean, but there was not time for that. He had already received a call that somebody would be there to pick him up in a half hour.

So instead, he wasted his thirty minutes watching a rerun of The Gauntlet on MTV. Soon enough, there were too obnoxious honks outside the condo that signaled it was time for Nathan to go.

Nathan climbed into the passenger seat of the silver BMW and was greeted by a muscular dark haired man with dark sunglasses, gray tips, and a black suit.

"Hi," he said sheepishly as the man sped out of the driveway and Nathan watched his 'home' get farther and farther away.

"Hello," the man replied gruffly not bothering to look at Nathan.

"I'm Nathan," Nathan introduced himself, not exactly sure if the other man already knew his name or not.

"I know." Well that answered his question.

"And you are?" Nathan inquired. Some conversation would be nice on this short trip.

"Rob."

"Oh well it's nice to meet you Rob."

"Yeah."

Nathan chuckled to himself. 'How about a 'Nice to meet you too Nathan. Are you excited?' he thought. For God's sake he seriously was praying that everybody at the studios were nicer than this or else this would be one hell of a long month.

"So," Nathan attempted to make conversation once again. "What's your job, Rob?"

"Driving you around," the man replied, his voice monotone.

"Oh," Nathan responded. "That must be a shitty job."

"It is. But you get paid good money. Better than a bus driver, or a taxi driver."

Nathan sighed with relief. Finally this guy was talking a little bit. The more conversation, the shorter the trip would seem.

"Yeah," Nathan said. "I guess it helps when you work for some big company like ABC."

The man smirked.

"Yeah just a little," he stated. "So let me ask you a question."

"Shoot," Nathan answered.

"How in the hell did you get picked to be on this show?"

Nathan laughed slightly at the memory of the night at the bar.

"Well me and the guys went to the bar on night to get a few beers and watch some basketball game. And they had these auditions for the show there. And I tried to steer clear of the corner of the building that was holding the auditions, but my idiot friend decides that we are both going to try out for it. I told him 'hell no' but then the lady that was running the whole ordeal started trying to convince me to do it with Tim. And I finally just decided to do it, not thinking that I would ever be the one they chose."

"But they did," Rob said turning the car onto another street.

"Yeah," Nathan answered. "Lucky me."

The rest of the car ride flowed smoothly for Nathan and Rob. They chatted about their lives and about the whole Bachelor experience that Nathan was getting thrown into. Not too long later, they had reached their destination, a gigantic stucco mansion overlooking the ocean. This would be the place where the women were housed, where rose ceremonies would be hosted, and where he would possibly find the woman of his dreams.

Once arrived, Nathan was given the grand tour of the house, which included seven bedrooms, eight bathrooms, a grand staircase with a loft, a kitchen, dining room, and three spacious living room areas equipped with the latest technology. Outside were a tropical pool and hot tub, lawn chairs, a barbequing area, and outdoor seating.

He was then whisked away to get ready for the opening night. A black suit, shoes, tie, and an assortment of different colognes had been provided for Nathan Scott. Everything he needed to be completely set was at his service. Minutes turned into hours and Nathan was ready. Now all there was to do was wait for the limos which would hold the women who he was about to meet.