Author's Note: Because of the length of this novel, I have decided to break it up, posting each "chapter" separately.
This is my most recent reader request project that I have been working on since July. As always, I would like to thank the reader who worked with me on this idea and helped me bring the characters to life. Since this is a novel, there is going to be a lot of plot, which may be a departure for some short story readers. That being said, there is still a lot of erotica in this, so be aware that there may be some space between erotic scenes, with one full chapter being devoted to plot (I'll post a note at the beginning of that chapter).
This story is inspired by the reality show "Big Brother", however loyal fans of the show will see a departure from its format. This novel focuses mostly around a contestant named Gwen, who must not only navigate the common problems that arise when you live with eleven strangers, but also fight the temptation of the men in the house, as she has a boyfriend watching back home. The novel is also interspersed with other character stories, and their issues and relationships within the house.
As always, feedback is appreciated, so please feel free to tell me what you liked and where I can improve. I will be posting each new chapter as soon as the previous one is approved and posted, so you will not have to wait long for this story's conclusion.
Thanks for reading.
Katie
Prologue
She was sitting in the green room of the studio, nerves frayed with anticipation. After an extensive interview process, health examination, and thousands of questions, she finally had approval to participate in her most ridiculous idea yet, to take part in the reality show
Eviction
.
"Nervous?" her boyfriend asked, sitting beside her on the white couch.
"Yea. A little."
He reached over and grabbed her hand, squeezing it lightly.
"Don't worry about it. You'll be fine."
"Easy for you to say. You're not the one who has to worry about making a fool of yourself on national TV."
He chuckled.
"True," he said. He pulled her face towards his, staring into her silver eyes. "But I know you. If you act like your loveable self, this will be an easy for you to win."
"Do you really think so?"
"Yes. You made me fall in love with you."
She gave a side smile.
"That was not as easy as you make it sound."
"I beg to differ."
"Two minutes until show time," a garbled voice said over the loud speaker.
She stood up, her hand still clasped in his. It was now dawning on her that she would be without him for the next ten weeks. No letters, no phone calls, no video chats. No contact of any kind. She was going to feel hollow without him.
"I'm going to miss you," she said, nervously biting her lip.
"I am too," he said, bringing a hand to her face. He stroked her cheek gently, and she closed her eyes as she memorized his touch. "I'll try to watch the show as often as I can."
"Hopefully the next time you see me, I'll have won this game and we can get on with our lives together."
She felt his lips against hers, earnest and intense. She pushed her lips against his and parted hers, allowing him to slip his tongue into her mouth. Their tongues twirled around each other, savoring the last time they would be together. After a minute, they pulled apart.
"I love you, Gwen," he said, in panted whisper.
"I love you too, Jessie."
They gazed at each other lovingly, lost in the moment.
"All contestants, please report to Soundstage A," the garbled voice returned, penetrating their silence. Moments later, the door opened and a studio hand stood in the doorway, waiting to escort Gwen to the soundstage.
Without another word, Gwen gave Jessie one final kiss, then left to face her future.
Week 1: Let the Games Begin
Introductions
Gwen waited patiently outside of the house, nervous as the cameras rolled. She gazed around at the eleven other competitors she faced. Among them were a short girl with auburn hair, a heavily tattooed man, an older woman with short black hair, and a tanned, muscled man. Gwen felt she did not stick out like some of these people, but she knew that might help her in this game. Gwen planned to keep low early in the game, only to pull the rug out from everyone in the end. She knew if her appearance were radical, it would be more difficult to stay low.
The doors to the house opened, allowing the contestants to enter. The first to run into the house was a tall, broad man with messy brown hair. He bounded up the steps two at a time in excitement. Some of the other contestants followed and Gwen found herself in the middle of the pack.
Gwen entered into the living room of the house. The area was surrounded by a heavy black curtain, which secluded the contestants in the room. The walls were silver, which connected to a thin, soft dark gray carpet. In the middle of the room was a white table with a small collection of fake, blue flowers. On the left side of the table was a light blue sectional couch. On the right was a love seat in the same shade. At the closest side to Gwen sat a white armchair. At the far end of the table were two white ottomans.
On the far wall of the room was a large, flat screen television that displayed a welcome message. The other contestants looked around in confusion before the message on the set changed.
Contestants, welcome to
Eviction
. Over the next ten weeks, you will have to live in this house with eleven other strangers. Each week, someone will be sent home until only one person remains to collect the million-dollar prize. To stay in this game, you will have to earn the respect of your fellow housemates, who will determine who leaves each week. Your only safety net lies in the hands of America, as one person of their choosing will be safe from eviction each week.
Gwen looked at her housemates, each of which was sizing up the competition. In order for her to stay through the game, she was going to have to be friends with most, if not all of them. No two people seemed alike. Gwen swallowed hard as she realized this might be harder than she thought.
A bell rang out, drawing the contestants eyes back to the screen.
Play smart. Play bold. Or you may find yourself outside those doors sooner than you anticipate. Let the game begin!
Suddenly, the curtain lifted up, allowing them to access the rest of the house. Gwen watched as everyone sprinted through the house, cheering and hollering as they moved from room to room. Gwen followed the mass of people through the house, taking in a quick glimpse of her surroundings. She did not linger too long in any room. She knew she would become more familiar with this place in the coming weeks. For now, she was watching people's behaviors and trying to determine who was a good match to begin forming an alliance.
She spotted a shy, fragile looking girl making her way towards the stairs. The broad man who was the first in the house sprinted past her and up the steps, nearly knocking the girl to the ground. She looked shaken as she regained her composure and moved up the stairs. Gwen followed her as she ascended the steps. Once on the second floor, the blonde haired girl turned left and entered the door at the end of the corridor. Gwen followed.
Inside was a large bedroom, with four full sized beds. The walls of the room were a light pink. Each bed set had a different color scheme, as was the adjoining lamp. All the furniture was white. Next to each bed was a nightstand with a lamp. Next to the door were four dressers, lined up against the wall, with the drawers matching the color schemes of the beds. The room reminded Gwen of her bedroom when she was five.
When Gwen entered, the blonde girl was in the right corner, sitting on the purple bed. Gwen smiled at her as she moved across the room towards the blue bed.
