LC: What would you do if you got in a fight? If someone you REALLY didn't like pushed your buttons?
Cheyenne: I mean, i would just ignore them. You can't really make me snap or lose my temper unless i allow myself to lose my shit. *She'd force a chuckle.*
[The screen would go black as Cheyenne is heard laughing and saying "I beat her ass.. she over there crying and being a little bitch about it. Take an ass whooping like a champ."]
Introduction: My town literally consists of 362 people. It takes probably 20 minutes to finish the whole town. *She'd laugh, flipping her long blonde hair.* Regardless of my small town life, i've got big city standards. I've dated plenty of guys to know that i don't deserve what i normally get. I'm usually the girl that bitches wanna be around, the fun one, the party girl. I don't think that you saying you're a "Bad Bitch" all the time makes you one. It makes you look like a dumb ass, really. I do have a bad temper though, i can go from 0 to 60 in like 5 seconds. It's just certain shit just pisses me off really bad. Once i'm beefing with someone, it's a wrap. I'm not trying to talk about it, it's run up get done up. If anyone has something to say, let me know, we can fight. I wouldn't say i'm from a bad part of Texas, but i'm definitely not from no "Boojie" Houston or Dallas. Abbott made me who i am today, i rep my city all day long.
[Cheyenne would be running around the house crazy.]
Cheyenne: Oh my god! This house is CRAZY HUGE! *She'd be taking off her studded boots, holding her Bud Light*
[A thick hispanic girl would enter the house.]
Kasia: Hello? Is anyone here?
Cheyenne: Hi! Oh my god, you're so pretty! *She'd hug her.*
"Don't undermine me, like.. i'm Puerto Rican and Black, i'm from The Bronx. Don't play with me."
Introduction: I'm usually quiet, calm and cool. I never really have to lose my temper too often unless you fuck with me. I'm fun, i'm pretty and i got a little spicy attitude on me. I'm here to learn more about myself. I'm not here for anyone else but me, i'm gonna try and really change, but that isn't guaranteed.
[Kasia would walk into the house and automatically get greeted by Cheyenne.]
Cheyenne: Oh my god! How are you? You're so pretty!
Kasia: I'm fine, how are you? I'm Kasia.
Cheyenne: I'm Cheyenne, you can call me Chy.
Cheyenne's Interview: I've never met anyone out of Texas. So, meeting someone as LOUD and spicy as Kasia, is fun. She seems like a cool ass chick.
Kasia: Okay, cool. Is anyone else here?
Cheyenne: No, we're the only ones.
[As Cheyenne would say that, the camera would pan to the other side of L.A. and we'd be introduced to a TALL, SLIM African- American woman.]
"At the end of the day, i'm getting paid, i'm getting my bills paid. It's all about the money in my world, if you're not going to pay up, then... you're wasting your time."
Introduction: You normally see girls trying to go after athletes, i normally go after the motherfucker who MADE the team. When i step onto a scene, you're going to notice me, heads are going to turn, i'm tall as fuck, i'm beautiful, i'm raw. It's going to be rare to find a bitch more beautiful than me. Before i became this beautiful, and this sexy.. I used to be a tough chick, i used to play Volleyball, and i don't get along with stupid, insecure type of bitches. I don't get along with ugly girls. Bitches try to intimidate me, you're ugly? An ugly bitch couldn't even do it. *She'd laugh.*
[She'd be sitting down, sipping on a Cosmo. A "THICK" caucasian girl would be walking towards her.]
Sarai: Hi! Are you my roomie?
Nia: Yes! Hi! I'm Nia.
Sarai: I'm Sarai, nice to meet you!
Nia: Sarai? That is a COOL ass name.
Nia's Interview: Sarai seems down to party, she seems cool. But, she seems like she might have a mouth on her, and i don't deal with bitches who got mouths on them.
[A whistling noise would play as Sarai's interview would begin.]
"I pop off quick as hell! I don't like fighting, but i usually have too. I'm like a lion, i'm going to prey on a bitch who try me."
Introduction: I'm very, uh.. to the point. I don't take a lot of bullshit, what you give me is what i'll give you back. That's usually when fights pop off. Growing up, i was never usually responsible with shit, i always had my brothers watch over me, and that lead to the point of me fighting so much, my brothers use to pick on me and bully me, so one day, i just popped off, and gave my older brother a concussion, i got removed from my house due to "Safety Reasons". I was placed in a foster home, and i was literally the only white bitch up in there, all these spanish and black bitches wanted to give me a run for my money, so i got jumped, but held my own, so after that, they stopped fucking with me. I'm a tough ass bitch, i don't take no lip. I'll just *She punches the air.* GO OFF on your ass. *She'd laugh*
Nia: You ready to go to the house?
Sarai: Uh, hell yeah!
[They'd enter the limo, leaving for the house.]
[At the scene of the mansion, a Caucasian girl would be getting out of the limo, dressed classy and sophisticated.]
"Girls have NEVER liked me, i can just simply step into a room, and turn my head and bitches are already talking about me."
Introduction: I'm very obsessed with myself, i'm going to keep it real. I do have a lot of pictures of me up on my walls and my parents house. I'm not a fighter, that's not my type, i've never been in a fight, i'm not going to fight on this show. You don't need to swing on someone to be a bad girl, there are other qualities that can define you and make you a boss ass bitch. I'm a mean ass bitch to be honest, my best friend pissed me off in an fight we had, so to get back at her, i fucked her boyfriend, in her bed, and when she found out, she forgave me, and i did it again. *She'd smile.* I'm very sexual, i love sex and everything about it. I'm usually always in the public eye, due to my parents, my mother is a famous fashion designer for Vogue and my dad is an ex football player for Dallas Cowboys. I've learned growing up is that to NEVER trust anyone, i mean... look at what i've done to people, i'm not going to allow them to do that towards me.
[She'd walk into the house, slowly, making her way to the girls.]
Cheyenne: Hi! I'm Cheyenne.
Lauren: Hi! I'm Lauren. Nice to meet you.
Kasia: Hey girl! I'm Kasia.
Lauren: Lauren. Hi!
[They'd engage in conversation.]
Cheyenne's Interview: Lauren look like this prissy ass bitch who's parents bought her everything she's wanted in life. I don't think i'm going to get along with her to be honest.
[Sarai and Nia would enter the house screaming.]
Nia: OH MY GOD! This house is SICK!
Sarai: Oh my goodness! I can't even fathom how fucking amazing this is!
[They'd all be drinking and getting along.]
[Outside of the house, in the limo.]
"If you're bad, you have to carry the whole package. You have to have a great personality, you gotta be fun."
Introduction: My mom always told me looks aren't going to get you anywhere, but i disagree. Being pretty is a job. Everyone always says i look arrogant and cocky, and it's true.. i think i'm truly better than most bitches. I'm not a "Bad Girl" i'm a BAD BITCH. Get it right.. A lot of bitches envy me, and that's what drives a wedge between me and my friends. It's all about me, i don't give a fuck about anyone else. *She'd chuckle.* I try not to fight, but if i feel like i was done wrong, i'm gonna get you back one way or another. *She'd smirk.*
[Bianca would enter the house, getting greeted by all the women in the house.]
Nia's Interview: Bianca looks like a BAD ASS BITCH. She seems like she's going to turn up and let these bitches know.
Lauren: Who's the last one?
Sarai: It's this girl. *She'd point at Charmaine's picture.*
[The girls would talk about her, waiting until she arrives. And she'd be pulling up in a limo, exiting the limo.]
[Suspenseful music would play, as her introduction would begin.]
"Once i start getting some drinks flowing, i'm like the devil."
Charmaine "Char" /24/ Portland, OR/ "The Drunken She-Devil"
Introduction: I'm amazing.. I'm not even kidding. I just be saying funny ass shit sometimes, bitches usually don't like me because i'm so fun and blunt. I think i'm a cool person, i'm normally a fun girl, and i like to dance and drink and drink. Did i say drink twice? *She'd laugh* I'm sometimes a ditz, but i'm here to have fun and not be a boring prick. *She'd laugh* I'm pretty feisty, and i know some killer moves.. But, don't worry, i'm not going to kill someone. Unless, you guys let me. *She'd start laughing.* I'm just a good time.
[She'd walk into the house.]
Char: Bitches, where are you uglies at?
Sarai's Interview: I hear this girl coming in, calling us all ugly? What the hell.. i haven't even seen your face and i don't like you already.
[She'd see them and smile.]
Char: Hi. I'm Charmaine, but call me Char.
Sarai: Did you just call us ugly though?
Char: It was a joke baby. *She'd laugh*
Sarai: I don't find it funny though.. But, i'm going to let it slide. Hi, i'm Sarai.
[They'd all introduce themselves.]
Sarai: We're leaving!
[They'd all get into the limo, and arrive at the club.]
[All of the girls would be dancing and twerking.]
Sarai (Talking to Nia over the music.): Char look like she's going to be trouble.
Nia: She do, she do.
Sarai: I'm going to try and give her a chance though.
[The club scene would be speeded up, and the girls would be seen in the limo.]
[Char would be seen, heavily intoxicated.]
Char: Where's that fat ass hoe who was rude to me earlier?
Sarai: Uh.. baby, don't call me fat, please.
Char: You're fat, fat, fat, fat.
Sarai: Okay. Cool..
Sarai's Interview: This girl wants to call me fat. I'm only 135 pounds, it's not my fault my mama gave me some ass and titties.
Char: You're a fat ass bitch, to be honest. *She'd be slurring.*
[The limo would arrive at the mansion and the girls would be getting out, getting inside.]
Sarai: Why is she still talking?
Nia: Just let it go..
Kasia: Don't let her get to you. She's drunk baby girl.
Char: Shut up, bitches. I'm not drunk, i'm buzzed. I can still see straight. My name is Char, i'm 24, i'm from Oregon, i'm sexy as hell. I'm fun!
Nia: Oh damn... this bitch is ditzy. *She'd laugh, going to her room.*
Char: Sarai's a fatty.
Sarai: Oh really though? Keep on talking, and i'm going to pop you one.
Char: I don't understand why you're getting angry. I love you, like.. you're pretty.
Sarai: KEEP TALKING! I'm going to punch you, i'm not playing!
Char: Ooh... all of y'all are ugly.. I said that earlier, and i meant it. *She'd be laughing.*
[Char would see that Sarai is getting upset, and she'd walk towards her, and Sarai would kick her in the stomach.]
