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prologue; Who's Brooklynn, anyway?

Brooklynn's point of viewA production room, Fiji

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Brooklynn's point of view
A production room, Fiji

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The director gives me a nod and I put on a big smile, looking down at myself and making sure the tiny dark pink dress they put me in looks right. I look up at the camera, the director calling that cameras are rolling.

"Hey! I'm Brooklynn, or you know, Brooke. I'm 25! I'm from New York! Well, I was actually born in Mykonos in Greece but I've lived in Manhattan since birth practically."

A producer smiled and nodded, mouthing at me to maybe laugh or touch my hair. I threw my hair over my shoulder, giggling just a little before I continued.

"I'm a nanny, actually! I work with families and little kids all day so this summer is gonna be different definitely! I have my masters in early education."

I cross my legs, pausing for a moment. The producers had said how they had to edit this with the clips of me on the island we shot earlier.

"I love traveling! Oh, and animals! I have a dog back home named Auggie! He's a little one-year-old white miniature schnauzer, he has my entire heart."

"I really try to be kind most of all! I am super mindful, I'm an introvert most of the time but I hope that'll change over the summer! I am not at all spontaneous like every move I make is planned ahead. I'm always told I'm mature for my age, and I usually am friends with people a bit older."

The director cuts the camera and the crew claps for me while I laugh. They take a couple more shots of me walking around the small set, showing off my body, and all the usuals for Love Island.

I get changed again into a long and sparkly backless navy dress with a big slit up the side and silver strappy heels. The hair stylists touch up my curled hair before sending me off.

The producer comes over and lets me know that I'm gonna be getting into a car to drive up to the villa now. Holy shit, I'm so nervous. They escort me to the car, closing the door as I sit down, nervously playing with my jewelry.

The drive lasts only a few minutes before the car comes to a stop, the driver saying we had arrived. I quickly said thank you before opening my door, immediately seeing cameras and a large beautiful villa. It's time!

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