babydolls (h.s)

five

MACI

What once was a knotted mess has now turned into long locks of curly hair.

I now stand in a room full of girls. All of them are beautiful. Some have on short dresses, some long. Some are velvet and some are silk. But all of them are sexy.

I seem to be the only nervous one here. All the girls have either a bitch look plastered on their face or a look of determination. Meanwhile, I stand here, shaking in my heels.

"First auction?"

I turn around and face a blonde. She stands tall in her blue dress and silver heels. Her earrings shine with every movement she makes, and I instantly feel insecure. "Y-yeah."

She smiles. "I can tell. Don't look so uptight. It affects your offers."

She pulls my hair from the back. "And keep your hair back. Show off your collarbones. You've got good ones."

I scrunch my eyebrows together. What the hell?

"How are you so calm right now? You're fixing to be auctioned off to someone with or without your approval." I ask.

She laughs. "I've been doing this for two years now. I'm a platinum."

"A platinum?"

"A permanent. Meaning I can't be sold for no lower than a hundred grand due to the fact my rent revenue brings in more."

She seems so calm. Everyone here does. It's almost like a second nature to them.

"Why are you okay with this? Wouldn't you want to be back home?"

Her smile turns into a frown slowly. "I never had one. I was on the streets selling myself anyways. At least here I get the attention I need and get rewarded for it."

I start to hear a soft music playing in the background. All the girls start to scatter into a line, fixing their hair and posture.

I hear a loud voice come over the speaker. It's a woman's voice, almost like a voice operated system.

"Welcome to tonight's auction. These girls you see tonight will be up for rent or sell. You know how this works, gentlemen. Rent first. If you look to the bidding screen to your north, you will see the numbers continue to rise. You hit your button, you bid. If you would like to buy a doll, hit your red button. Then the auction will go over to selling. Thank you all for coming out tonight, and good luck."

I see the doors in front of the line start to open.

"First up, number 239."

I see the first girl hold her head up and start to walk forward. The posture she has matches the tone she walks with: elegant. She sways her hips as she heads through the double doors, trying to look her best.

I feel uneasy. I want to pass out. This is really happening. I'm really going to be auctioned off. What happens when you are rented? More importantly, what happens when you are sold?

I hear a faint beep. Then another. Then another. They keep coming, faster and faster.

"What's that?" I ask the blonde.

"Bidding."

The beeps continue. I stand anxiously, waiting for something to happen. Eventually, the sounds start to come to a halt. After the last beep, silence.

"Doll number 239, sold for $9,500."

I almost drop my jaw. This is serious. almost 10 grand for one night with a girl. This is insane. How can people afford this?

"Next up, platinum doll number 716."

Beep. Beep. Beep.

It feels like forever until each girl comes back through the doors. It's only until i'm next in line when I hear an unfamiliar sound. It's a loud buzzer, almost twice as loud as the beeping.

"Here we go. Doll number 624 has been made a sale offer. Please place all bids for sale up now."

I hear the same buzzer three more times. Finally, silence.

"Great job gentlemen. platinum doll number 624, sold for $131,00."

I hear the blonde behind me gasp. "Oh my god, Megan is sold!"

I turn to face her before the double doors open. In comes the other blonde who I saw at the beginning. She was stunning; one of the prettiest girls I have ever seen.

She smiles at the girl behind me. "I did it, Raegan! I'm gonna get out!"

I watch as they both hold hands excitedly. "I just hope he's hot," Megan says, laughing.

"Maybe he will be."

Before I can open my mouth, I hear the voice once again.

"Now up, doll number 812."

I stand still. I'm not doing this. There's no way I'm doing this.

"Go!" I feel a push behind me.

I am forced to walk on the floor. I walk into a room, and in front of me is a glass wall. I can not see through it other than dark shadows behind the glass.

The room is white. I can see in my reflection a sign behind me on the wall. I watch it.

"Now gentlemen, before we get started on the bidding, this is a new doll; brought in yesterday. If you refer to your cards, you will notice the lack of information for her. So if you like mystery, this is your doll."

I swallow. What do they mean cards? Does every doll have a card?

I see the numbers in the reflection change as soon as I hear the first beep. Then another. And just like the other girls, the beeping continues.

I turn around. I see the sign with the numbers continue to rise.

1,000.

2,500.

3,100.

"Do a spin for us, 812."

I look up at the speaker in the corner where the auctioneers voice was coming from.

I remain still. I go back to staring at the numbers, but I soon see them slowing down.

I hear the voice of the makeup artist in the back of my head.

The more you sell for, the better you're treated.

I turn. I turn around in a circle, showing off my dress. I instantly hear the beeping continue, and this time faster than before.

The more you sell for, the better you're treated.

The more you sell for, the better you're treated.

The more you sell for, the better you're treated.

I puff my hair. I hold my head up. I try to look as good as I could, even though on the inside I am crying my eyes out. Megan is getting out. She was sold. She is leaving this place.

The beeping stops. I turn around once again and look at the sign as the voice comes on again.

"Doll number 812, sold for $8,500"

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a/n
oh boy!! i know last chapter I said someone would appear in this chapter, but i decided to spilt this into two chapters. so that person is in the next chapter, and i think you'll be pleased. ;)