The figure slid into the front seat of the van, and started it up. They slipped a CD into the van's stereo, and Panic! At The Disco blasted out of the speakers.
"Well, here we go!"
The van drove off in the direction of the car park.
Kenny looked at Lilli.
"Wow, well done for getting him to shut up. I guess even drunkards can occasionally do something right."
He turned to look at Roxie.
"Just so you know, I blame you for getting him started talking about himself."
"Do you now? I don't give a fuck."
Rox looked at Lilli.
"Lux is right, you know. This is a competition. Is there really any point..."
She trailed off. She was certain she could hear Panic! At The Disco, but had no clue where it could be coming from...
When the van got to the car park, it went straight at the contestants, causing them to scatter. The van came to a stop. The back doors opened and several men jumped out. The men grabbed the contestants and tossed them into the back of the van, before the doors were closed again. The person handed the men some money.
"Good job, boys."
The men headed into the pub, and the van took off again. The person was driving rather recklessly, and the contestants were kinda thrown from side to side in the back of the van. After driving for about an hour, the van once again came to a stop. The person stepped out and went around to the back of the van. They opened the doors and the contestants stumbled out. It was clear they were rather disorientated after being tossed around in the back of a van for an hour.
"Well, I'm glad I already sorted it out so that I'm not responsible if any of you get hurt."
The person laughed.
"So, I think I should introduced myself. Although, some of you might've already guessed. I'm Maxx."
Roxie looked at the person in front of her. This is Maxx??? Roxie could not believe it. Stood before her was a skinny 24 year old, about 6' 4", dressed in black skinny jeans, an orange tee shirt, a black leather jacket, and boots.
"You're Maxx, the spoiled rich kid with too much money?"
Maxx laughed.
"Yes, my disbelieving friend, I'm Maxx. Surprised?"
"Well, yeah."
"What, may I ask, surprises you the most?"
"Well, I thought you were a guy."
That's right. Maxx was a female.
"Many people do, Rox, many people do."
Maxx was full of energy, evident in the way her eyes flicked everywhere as she talked, and couldn't seem to stay still.
"How did you know I'm Rox?"
"Well, duh, silly. You used the exact same phrasing in the questions section of the website. Spoiled rich kid with too much money."
Maxx laughed again.
"And I thought forensic anthropology students were supposed to be smart."
Roxie did not at all like Maxx insulting her intelligence.
"You ain't very nice, are you?"
"What ever gave you that idea?"
"Well, for one, you just bloody kidnapped us. And you called me a bitch on the website."
"Rox, darling, I was being sarcastic. That was a rhetorical question. And I did not kidnap you all, I simply brought you here without telling you that's what I was doing."
"Oh fuck you."
"No thanks. I don't fuck blondes."
"How did you know...?"
Maxx hadn't meant to reveal she knew that Rox was a natural blond, but styled it off by using a simple, clichΓ©d sentence.
"I have my ways."
Rox narrowed her eyes and looked at Maxx again, taking in every detail. The host had chin-length black hair that was shaved on one side - Weird style for anyone, let alone a female, Rox thought - and a whole bunch of piercings. Seriously, Maxx had piercings all up both ears, an eyebrow piercing, a nose piercing, a lip piercing, and when Maxx spoke, Roxie could see a tongue piercing. Maxx also had bright blue eyes with pupils that didn't seem right. Well, I'm pretty sure she's high as fuck. Not going to say anything though, unless one of the others notice. Maxx's blue eyes were lined with red eye liner, and she wore matching red lipstick. If she was more normal-looking, some people would probably say she's quite hot. Though, some actually like her sort of look... Roxie's thoughts were interrupted by the host talking.
"So, I've introduced myself already. How about all of you do the same? I mean, I have no clue if you already introduced yourselves to each other before I showed up, but I haven't met any of you yet. I think Miss Edwards should start, and then just, whoever speaks first, I guess. Just, your name, age, and what you're currently doing. Oh, and if you have any questions, ask them now."
Maxx looked at Rox, expecting her to speak.
"Thought you already knew everything, but whatever. My name's Roxanne Edwards, but everyone just calls me either Roxie or Rox. I'm 23, and currently I'm studying forensic anthropology at uni."
"That means you get to cut up dead bodies, don't it?"
"Yeah..."
"Cool. That's sounds really fun... Anyway, who's next?"
Maxx pulled a box of cigarettes from the pocket of her leather jacket and put one between her lips. She lit it and waited for one of the other contestants to introduce themselves.
Kenny looked at the others. Okay, wow, Maxx is weird. And kinda hot. And high. Ah well, guess I should introduce myself then...
"Guess I'll introduce myself next... Um, I'm Joshua Kenny, but my mates call me Kenny. I'm 26. And at the moment, I just do art commissions..."
"So you ain't got a proper job then?"
There was a moment of silence.
"Just kidding. Artists are awesome. And anyway, I couldn't exactly make comments about not having a job, considering I don't have one. Did you have any questions?"
"Uh, nah, none I can think of..."
"Alrighty then. Ne-."
Kenny interrupted Maxx.
"Actually, I do have a question. Why the hell didn't you just, I don't know, arrive like a normal person, rather than throwing us in the back of a van?"
Maxx just looked at him.
"Because, Kenny, I was high when I planned the majority of this."
Kenny looked shocked at Maxx admitting this without even the slightest hesitation. Rox laughed at the expression on his face, before looking at the host.
"So I was right."
"Yeah, you were. I weren't gonna admit it on the internet though, was I?"
"Guess so."
Maxx grinned.
"So, who's next?"