“I can’t believe my parents put me up to this…”

“Well shit-head, had you found a girlfriend by now; much less a wife or at least a fiancé, you wouldn’t be here. You were the one who agreed to it after all…” A black messy short haired girl with pale skin and thick black makeup replied as the two stood looking out the window of the large house overlooking the drive-way.

“Well got me over to Great Britain to spend some time with you; you sure Chuck won’t mind?”

“I told him everything before I said yes; he thinks it’s a good idea because if you really want to walk away from this with someone you need to know who they are when you’re around and when you’re not. Who’s best to tell you then me? I’m your inside girl.”

“Thanks again for this Rach.”

“You owe me so much.”

“I’ll come to your next gig, I promise.”

“Good than we’re even. Chuck can’t wait to play the guitar you got him; he’s really excited.”

“Made a good wedding present I think.”

The two shared a good laugh before they hugged and parted ways. Let the show begin…

A man in a suit stood at the edge of the driveway grinning from ear to ear as the first limousine pulled up; he pulled the door open to welcome the first woman. A pale young girl with light blue hair climbed out of the car staring up at the house in wonder. After a short lived conversation with the man in the suit she was ushered into a room with a camera and a person recording.

“Hello, I am Gabbie Atkins, I’m 23 years old and I’m a waitress at a small café in London.” Her smile was warming and her brown eyes twinkled as she talked to the person in front of her. “My hobbies include bike riding, hanging out with my friends and enjoying a good cup of tea in the morning. My education stops after high school and I just enjoy the simple things in life… I’ve come here really hoping to find a connection with the young American man and hopefully find true love.” Gabbie was then excused from the recording and lead through the house wheeling her things and was told about how everything will work while she was there. Cameras were set up high and pointed out; stated very clearly that their privacy would be respected to their physical experiences but everything else will be recorded. She then was left to her room with another bed in order to unpack.


Another limousine pulled up and out climbed an incredibly bubbly looking redhead. She was greeted by the man in the suit whose hand she shook intensely with a beaming smile across her full lips. Her gaze then turned to the large house and her brown eyes expended in shock, “WOW!” She quickly followed the man inside and took the place that Gabbie was in before.

“Hello, I’m Kristiana Martin, but my friends call me Krisi with a K. and I’m 25 years old.” She said with a grin before running a hand through her hair. “I’m just a good girl who wants to be friends with everyone. I love making new friends and meeting new people. I also know that being friends is the start towards passion in a relationship; I just hope the bachelor and I get a chance to talk build a friendship before we jump into something as serious as an engagement. My hobbies are reading, dancing and I’ve been told I’m a heck of a good cook.” After the recording Krisi received the same explanation from the man in the suit before being let into the room where Gabbie was the two began to talk as they unpacked.


Another limousine pulled up; this time the man in the suit was greeted by quite a surprise. The black haired girl with the intense make up climbed out of the back of the car. She was dressed in all black and chains, quite a different look compared to Gabbie’s yellow sundress and Krisi’s dark blue jeans and white shirt. “Yo.” She said giving the man a head nod before looking up at the house. “Better have a bar.” With that she walked in front of the man in the suit and straight into the house.

“Yo, I’m Rachel Watson; I’m 26 years old and I moved here to Great Britain when I turned 18. I’m the lead singer of a Rock band called *** ****** ****; what? I can’t say what band? You censored it? Well that’s f***ed up. Oh you’re going to censor my cursing too? Man you’re going to have a f***ing blast keeping up with my foul mouth. I’m here for booze and bull****. Making new friends is fun and I thought why the f*** not. My hobbies include drinking, singing and playing guitar. So yeah, that’s f***ing me and if you don’t like it you can p*** off.” Upon her finishing her entrance interview she was lead out; the man in the suit shaking his head and running his hand across his face saying something about wondering how on earth she got on the show and all she could do was grin as she entered her room and began to unpack waiting for her roommate.


This time a white limousine pulled up and out climbed the bachelor, the one and only Gray Yin. Climbing out he shot the hand of the man in the suit, “Hello Andy, thanks for hosting.” Gray said with a beaming smile across his face as he watched his stuff getting unloaded.

“No problem Gray, glad I was chosen because this should be fun and I hope you find someone out of this.”

“That’s my hope too.” Gray responded with a smile as Andy led him inside.

“Hello Great Britain; I’m Gray Yin and my father is the inventor of quite a few software programming’s and computer systems. I won’t bore you with the details but I’m his son. I also have a doctorate in Software Engineering and am working on a computer program that will help the hospitalities diagnose their patients based on gathered information and updated information based upon discoveries.” He let out a small laugh hanging his head, “Here I said I wouldn’t bore you, I’m sorry. Anyway I’m here in hopes to find someone I can call my wife. As my parents like traditions along with new age thinking, they have come up with this idea to make a show out of it. Yes… this was my parents’ idea and, in case you’re wondering, they chose the girls out of the applicants so I know nothing about anyone. I’m 28 years old and my hobbies include dancing, playing video games, working on electronics and learning; whether it’s others teaching me or researching myself and… well I love to joke around. Some people may call me a prankster or whatever but I love making people laugh and laughing myself. I’m a lot to handle and we’ll see if people are up for the challenge…” With that he gave an innocent shrug before shooting the camera a playful wink and exiting the interview room.

He had a dinner and small party to night to meet everyone. Dinner first followed by a dance floor under the stars. Time to get settled in before the real party began.