𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈, ROB RAUSCH | MIGUEL HARICHI

𝑶𝑵𝑬

ONE OF YOUR GIRLS,
the weeknd

Arriving in the villa, AZELLE KAMALOV walked until she was met with a girl in a magenta-colored dress, her black hair falling in waves down her chest. She had a huge smile planted along her pursed lips and Azelle immediately felt comfortable around her.

The two walked until they engulfed each other in hugs, both of their smiles beaming. "Hi, oh my gosh, how are you? I'm Azelle!" She grinned, her eyes scanning the girl in front of her. Her accent caught the girl off guard for a moment before she regained her composure.

"I'm Leah, it's so nice meeting you, you're stunning." She complimented Azelle, taking her hands in her own and scanning her stature.

"I could say the same about you." Azelle winked at her, pulling her along as they heard faint laughter from further along the way.

Azelle held a hand up to her open mouth to cover her excitement once they set their eyes on the four already there. They all stood from their seats and briskly walked over to Leah and Azelle, their screams piercing through the air.

"Hi, beautiful girls!" The dark-skinned girl in a lime green dress smiled, throwing her arms around Azelle before doing the same to Leah.

They all got introduced to each other before walking over to a white table that held two glasses with a champagne bottle next to it, all of their excitement mixing together like they had been life-long best friends.

"Let's get both of you some drinks," Kaylor exclaimed, pouring the liquid into the remaining glasses.

"Yes." "Yeah, we need to catch up."

"I cannot get over how hot we all are!" Hannah groaned, earning laughs from everyone.

"How are we all feeling?" Kaylor questioned as Azelle trailed her eyes across the villa, the excitement shining in her gaze.

"I'm beyond excited like this is something I never thought would happen. It's so beautiful here." Azelle smiled after the others made their comments.

They all turned to her as she spoke, admiring her beauty that was foreign to the United States. Her accent said enough but Serena still had to ask. "Are you Russian? Your voice is so attractive." She shyly grinned.

Azelle nodded and felt giddy inside from the question she knew would come up eventually. "My father is Russian but has Slovak, Ukrainian, and German in him while my mother is half Mexican and half Hawaiian. So, I'm kind of a mix between all of those, not regarding my grandparents. I choose to have my Russian accent most of the time because I feel closest to it since I was born there. I can speak multiple languages, though." She gained several surprised looks and laughed it off, a slight blush coating her cheeks from all of the attention.

"Holy shit, that's so impressive." JaNa laughed, the others nodding and making a few compliments about her skill and accent.

After conversing a little bit more about the topic, they all decided to sit down and talk about their relationships and types after they cheered with their drinks.

"Hey, ladies!" A voice from behind them spoke, making them all turn and catch sight of a woman in a gold dress with blonde hair walking toward them. "Welcome to Fiji!"

The group of girls all stood from their seats and walked over to the woman in gold, more screams emitting from around them.

"You all look absolutely unreal." Ariana Madix smirked, hugging Azelle after Kaylor. Azelle wrapped her arms around the woman and inhaled a mix of rose and lavender.