The Wattpad Boys *Orange Edition*

SCENE: Fair

GUEST: It's a suprise!

Not having yet been auctioned, Brandon, Reece, Dean and Roger sit down in wait of their turn.

"It's such a shame the guy didn't win, he would have been good for Clyde." Reece said teasingly, sighing dramatically as he shook his head as if it was a pity.

"Considering he is the King of Pleasure, I'm sure Clyde would had an amazing night" Brandon added, lifting his hand up to his face and kissing it passionately.

The boys guffawed.

"Being a notorious player has it's royalties" Roger piped in, giving a playful smirk.

"Notorious? Royalties? Who really talks like that Roger?" Brandon scoffed, giving his friend a scowl.

"Guys like Roger who spend too much time on the computer" Reece explained, chuckling softly when Roger shot him a glare.

"At least I see action everyday" Roger mumbled, causing Reece's jaw to drop.

"Cocky mouse humper" Reece sneered, slightly flustered by Rogers statement.

"It's okay Reece, you don't have to cover up the fact you can't perform, we already know." Brandon teased, slapping him on the back.

"That is a hit below the belt man, really heartless" Reece said, the sneer growing on his face.

"In the night I hear 'em talk, coldest story ever told, somewhere far along this road he lost his sooooooooul to a women so heartleeeeeeeess" Roger sang, earning a round of applause from Dean.

"I'm not talking to you guys anymore, you are all full of a bunch of shiz" Reece scowled, standing to his feet and moving towards the stage.

"Someone woke up in the wrong girls bed" Dean snickered, lifting up a hand to get some skin.

Brandon grinned, his hand lifting up and high fiving Dean in appreciation of his comment. Reece rolled his eyes.

"Ladies meet Reece!" The auctioneer shouted into the microphone.

"Great...I'm the next contestant" Reece said sarcastically, walking up the stairs and pushing through the curtains.

Every eye in the crowd snapped to his form, a few giggles erupting from the huge mob as he moved slowly to the front of the stage.

"Reece is a man to be desired..."The auctioneer started, the silence deafening as he waited for some sort of reaction.

There was none.

"Though some may think he is innocent, he really isn't. Writing and stalking older women is his biggest interest. Yes ladies, he loves cougars." The auctioneer added.

"What the freak!?" Reece exclaimed, his eyes narrowing as he listened to the autioneers speel.

"Being a desperate man, he will make out with just about anyone, so hold tight to your boyfriends girls!" The auctioneer said.

Laughter erupted from behind the curtans, the sound familiar to his ears.

"BRANDON!" Reece snarled, clenching his fists in frustration as the forty something ladies scooted in closer to the stage.

"Reece won't leave you high and dry, he's a LOVE machine" The announcer finished, a chuckle leaving his lips as he read the page.

"100 bucks" A brunette said loudly from the front. Reece grinned, his eyes scanning her petite form in approval.

"You're not from around here are you?" Reece asked in his best Indiana Jones voice, causing the girl to blush as he bent down on one knee so that they were eye level.

"No. I'm touring here for a week with my aunt. We could always use a tour guide around this place...being that we're from England." She said softly.

"Give me a compass! You know north, south, east..." Reece quoted once more, giving her a sexy wink.

"I wish I could have you" She said dreamily, batting her eyelashes up at Reece.

"Be careful. You might get exactly what you wish for" Reece quoted again, his right hand pulling off his hat and placing it on her head.

She giggled in response as he tugged it down over one of her eyes, her other bright blue eye looking at him with a sparkle of admiration.

He smiled as he leaned in, brushing his nose affectionately against hers.

"200!" Some shouted from the back.

Reece pulled away and stood up, his eyes locking on a forty years old an something lady.

"Heck no" Reece mumbled, a worried expression crossing his face as she grinned at him from her spot.

"300!" Another equally as old lady shouted from the middle of the crowd. Silence filled the air as the girls considered whether they should counter offer or not.