Slave Auction

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Summary: Jenna Brown is entering her freshman year in high school. This high school however, has an annual tradition called the Slave Auction- where seniors bid on freshmen tomake them do whatever they want for a whole week. Every year, a group of the hottest guys in school bid against each other on the hottest freshman girl and tries to get her to fall in love with them (and tries to get her to do a little something else). This year the seniors are: Niall Horan, Zayn Malik, Liam Payne, Harry Styles, and Louis Tomlinson. And Jenna is the girl they are after.

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2. The Last Girl

©Rileyes

“I did it,” Jessica says, setting down her tray.

“Please tell me you are joking,” Daisy says, eyebrows raised.

Jessica smiles. “Nope. I sent in my picture and everything.”

I sigh and look over at the bulletin board. There are a bunch of girls crowded around it, all trying to put their names on the paper for the slave auction.

“Look at them. It’s like a zoo over there,” I say rolling my eyes.

“It is a zoo over there. Three people pulled my hair while I was trying to sign my name.”
“Are you sure you want to do it?” I ask. I had asked a billion times already. I hope every time I ask she will have a different answer, but she never does.

Jessica nods eagerly, “I’ve never been so excited about anything in my life.”

“I don’t understand why.”

“You guys are so negative! Why can’t you be excited for me?”

“There’s nothing to be excited about! All you’ll be doing is walking out on stage in a two sizes too small shirt with a neon bra underneath. It’s stupid,” I say.

“Why won’t you just do it with me?” Jessica asks.

"Did you not hear what I just said?" I ask back.

“Because she isn't as crazy as you are to do something like this,” Daisy defends for me.

We hear two girls yelling foul things at each other in front of the signup sheet.

“I’m not the only crazy one.”

Daisy and I laugh. “When will they announce the bids anyway?”

“In about a week, then the auction will be a week after that.”

“Well, I for one just can’t wait,” Daisy says sarcastically.

***

The rest of the week was spent in agony for Jessica. Every day at lunch, she would stare at the bulletin board, even though the list wouldn't be up until Tuesday. All day Monday Jessica was mute. Daisy and I caught her countless amount of times staring at Harry. And I admit, I glance over at Liam every once in a while, but Jessica looked at Harry so much, it got annoying. Tuesday morning she wouldn’t stop shaking. And then came lunch.

“I am so freaking excited,” she nearly shouts.

“Really? I couldn’t tell,” Daisy mocked.

“Shut up. When do you think the list will be posted?”

“When Courtney pins it up on the board,” I say.

“Gee thanks.”

All of a sudden, a large group, of guys and girls were following a girl in a bright blue cheer leading uniform. That must be Courtney.

Jessica lets out a little shriek, “Okay, I need to see my name at the bottom of the list. Whoever is at the bottom of the list is the Last Girl,” Jessica gets up and plunges into the large group.

Daisy and I watch and laugh as people push and shove each other.

“Why do you think guys are looking at the list?” Daisy asks me.

“Probably to see who they can bid on.”

“Oh yeah, they are all seniors.”

“Hey Dais,” a dark haired tan senior sits down next to her.

“Hey, Lou.”

“Daisy!” Harry sits down next to her, wrapping his arm around her shoulder. She pushes him away.

“What do you guys want?”

“We just wanted to chat, God,” Harry says smiling. “Hey, I’m Harry Styles,” he says holding his hand out to me.

I shake it, “Jenna Brown.”

“Nice to meet you,” he says, his dimples popping up.

“Are you guys going to check out the list?” Louis asks.

“No need to,” Daisy replies.

“Oh well we are, we need to see who we will be bidding on,” Harry winks.

Daisy rolls her eyes, “Well, have fun with that, perverts.”

They get up and become part of the crowd.

Moments later, Jessica appears, her eyes watering.

“What happened?”

“I got second to last girl!” she says, the tears falling.

“That’s nothing to be upset about!” I say, “Who got last?”

“Why don’t you go see for yourself!” she grabs her bag and storms out of the cafeteria.

I shrug at Daisy and she says, “You go, I’ll stay and make fun of more people crying.”

I nod and walk towards the crowd. About to elbow my way in, I run into Harry and Louis. “Well, I guess you’ll be staying at my house for a week babe,” he winks at me for the second time in the past three minutes and walks away. Louis follows him laughing, “In your dreams,” I hear him say to Harry. I enter the crowd wondering what they could have meant by that. I finally am able to read the list and do in fact see Jessica second from the bottom. The very bottom row however, caught my eye:

20.) Jenna Brown

I’m the last girl.

©Rileyes

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