Chapter fourteen: Maxie
I look up at the clock above the door of the dormitory room. It has been two hours since we left that dreadful photo shoot. Thankfully Jerry let us change back into our clothes and shoes afterwards. I think that the heels we were wearing are one of the few pairs that I find absolutely hideous. The girls are all talking but I'm just sitting here quiet for once. The door opens; I hear it before I see it. In walks Helena Cassidine, followed by three guards with two trays of food each. They go and sit them on the table that has been added to the back of the room. All of us just watch them.
"Here is some dinner!" Say Helena with cheerfully. What's got her in such a good mood? I wonder. I mean this woman is certifiably a cruel, vicious, monster. "You have to keep up your strength to work here." With that she gives a wink and leaves with the guards right behind her.
We all slowly make our way to the table and sit down to eat the food.
"So what did you think of our little modeling gig earlier Maxie?" Elizabeth asks me.
"This whole thing is sick. Not to mention that some of the colors on those outfits totally clashed against the black." I reply. "Do we have anything more on a plan to get out of here?"
"Well when we were being escorted to the photo shoot room I looked in the doors of some of the rooms that we passed and they all seem to be offices. But I don't see how that would help much." Robin says with a shrug.
"If there are offices nearby then there must be a door leading somewhere outside nearby too." Sam suggests.
A little while later after we are done eating I am laying on one of the beds near the door. I look over at the door and see a magazine looking thing laying there. How long has that been there? I think. I hope that it's a Crimson magazine. I walk over and pick it up. I just stare at the front cover. I was wrong, the magazine was not Crimson. On the front there was a picture of a hotel and the cover said "Pleasure hotel auction catalog."
"Hey guys come look at this." I call the rest of the girls over. They all crowd behind me.
"Oh no." I hear Lulu say behind me.
I open the magazine. The first page is just full of words about when and where the auction will take place.
"Look at this" Sam points to a place on the page. "It says that the auction is a rent auction. Meaning that whoever bids on us at the auction will only have us for the one night. And it says every other night. That means that they plan to auction us off every other night to a new guy each night." I hear a collective gasp from the rest of us as we hear the news. I turn the page. There are pictures of Molly from the photo shoot. I flip through the other pages; there are two for each of us. For each new set of two pages it says the girl's first name, age, and height (how they got the height measurement I have no idea). I hand the catalog to Robin and go lay down on the bed that I was on earlier.
"Well, I guess that we better get some sleep while we still can." I say. I hear murmurs of agreement and the squeaking of mattresses but I don't look. How does this happen? I think as I start to fall asleep. What have I done to deserve this?
Author's note: Sorry for not updating sooner! I have been focusing on my other story Betrothed for a while and I figure that I would go ahead and post this chapter. It might be a while for the next update, I am going to focus on trying to finish Betrothed and then I will focus on this story. Thank you all who have read this far! Please continue to read and review! ~Shelbie1