Is this all a game? (Aleheather)

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WARNING, THERE IS NSFW IN A LITTLE PART OF THIS CHAPTER! IF THIS IS UNCOMFORTABLE FOR YOU, PLEASE FEEL FREE TO SKIP!

(And no, it's not that much but I have to let you guys know!)

Heather's POV:

After making those terrible deals with Courtney, we knew that some challenge was going to happen today.

It's been almost three hours since the bonfire and we already got clothes to wear to whatever game that we will be playing tonight.

We both had matching deep maroon outfits. Mine was a silk floor length gown, that had a mid-high thigh slit, with the sleeves hanging low on the mannequin.

Alejandro had a maroon suit laying out on the bed with a black button up with a matching black tie.

I brush my hand on the smooth cotton suit as I imagine the multiple disasters that could happen tonight.

A hand comes from behind and feels the fabric of the suit. "Hmm not my first option but this will have to do."

"Not up to your standards?" "I know it's definitely not up to yours." He quickly retorts back.

He isn't wrong though, I would never pick this type of material, even for my greatest enemy.

I turn around to see a smug look on his handsome face.

"Fine, wool is undoubtedly the better option." I force out as his smile grew bigger.

Whoever picked these outfits should be fired.

"We both can agree Chris could never afford such luxury, so we must go along with what he gives us." He gently brushes a strand of hair behind my ear and my face suddenly becomes hot.

"Can we not right now? We have to be in the lobby in like thirty minutes and I have to get ready." I shoo his hand away.

"So cruel, mi reina." He lets out a low chuckle before turning his attention back to his suit.

As I enter into the bathroom, my eyes scan the vast amount of makeup the interns delivered with our outfits.

My head starts to throb from the stress of trying to find the right color from the mountains of foundation and concealer in front of me.

As I look through all of the eyeshadow mascara, I realized I had my own that I brought in and I grab my own bag and finished my look without Chris' expired makeup.

Once I finished, I look into the mirror to see my glowing grey eyes shining back at me. My eyes have never been this bright before.

It showed the life in me that was finally forming. There was no anger or fear to be seen, but only happiness.

My deep red lips slightly curled upward, and for once I felt content with myself.

"Your eyes have always been one of my favorite parts of you." I look away from my eyes to see him leaning against the door frame.

Half of his hair was tied back into somewhat a messy but refined look.

His black tie was hanging loosely from his neck, and his shirt was unbuttoned at the top.

Shining through was his notable bull necklace, which now has longer horns than before.

I've never really noticed his pedant since he's hidden it more this season than normal. It makes me curious why he's hiding it, but it's probably a personal issue.