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India was glad she got to make her entrance by riding in the back of a limousine, given the fact that if she were to be on the boat, she knew she would eat shit no matter how careful she tried to be.
The villa was better than the image she had accumulated in her mind. Neon lights making the white concrete of the house pop, the mixture of bright hues made everything her eyes landed on look ethereal. As she walked further into the mansion, she couldn't believe how the builders seemed to produce the epitome of summer, in building form. Her jaw was agape slightly as her widened eyes tried to take in every single detail of her home for (hopefully) the next six weeks.
Sounds of squeals and gasps of excitement broke her out of her architecture induced trance, causing her lips to part into a smile that showed nothing but pure happiness, bliss, and disbelief. "Oh my god hello!" She squealed, running to the best of her ability due to her heels to the group of girls, who each and every one of them looked drop dead gorgeous. India felt herself getting a little self conscious due to their beauty, but she didn't let it dampen her mood, not with the amazing opportunity she's been given.
A girl who had smooth dark skin, in heavy contrast with the bright neon dress she wore shuffled over towards her first, a champagne flute in hand. "Hi, you look absolutely stunning! I'm JaNa," she smiled, her flowery perfume engulfing India as they shared a tight hug. "So nice to meet you! I'm India." she replied, reciprocating the tight embrace before they parted.
"Holy fuck you're hot," India giggled, before she stated her name as she threw her arms around the girl who looked breathtaking in a deep purple dress. She giggled, "Bitch, you're one to talk, I'm Leah!" Once they parted she followed her to the small table that held a group of white champagne flutes, "Let's get you caught up with the rest of us."
India couldn't help but compliment each and every girl as they introduced themselves, all of them looking flawless, she doesn't think she could pick out an imperfection on any of them, even if she tried.
"So, tell us about yourself, what are you looking for?" The only blonde out of the group questioned, whose name is Kaylor, India learned previously. She swallowed her sip of champagne, smiling softly before she spoke, "I'm here to find my twin flame. Someone who gets me on all aspects of life, a man that I can just not have to think around. I know that sounds fucked up but-" "No girl, I totally get you," Leah stated before continuing, "You want him to be supportive and encouraging but also want him to do everything for you," India was in awe, it was like she was inside her mind. "I get it." Leah shrugged, taking a sip of her drink. "Holy shit you fucking get me." The curly haired girl laughed, side-hugging the Persian.
The two of them kept by each other's side as they listened to each girl tell them about themselves. India listened enthusiastically, knowing that these women were about to be her family during her time in the villa. "So what do you do for a living?" The dark skinned woman in a neon green dress, whose name was Serena, questioned. "I'm a nurse practitioner for the pediatrics unit back home." "Shut up! It's my dream to work with kids!" Kaylor exclaimed, her eyes widening as she placed a hand on her shoulder. "Really? What do you do now?" India asked, a smile on her face, due to the fact that she already had so much in common with the girls. "I'm in school for my masters in applied behavior analysis, I hope to work with special needs children." The curly haired girl felt her heart swell, at how amazing, not just Kaylor, but all of them were inside and out. "That's fucking amazing, babe. I'm so proud of you."
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