I hit my head on the concrete several times to wake myself up in this nightmare. I was hoping that I was just having a nightmare than stay in this show. But to my dismay, I kept on getting hurt everytime I hit myself so that meant I wasn't dreaming. Ugh. This is not supposed to be happening. "What did I ever do to deserve this?" I muttered to myself, as I hit my head again on the concrete near the kitchen area.

Just then, I felt a hand on my forehead stopping me from hitting myself again. "You really love breaking things with your forehead, huh?"

I looked up and saw Jasper laughing at me. His hand was still on my forehead so I shoved it away. "And you really love interrupting me whenever I'm doing this, huh?" I answered him back.

He nodded. "It's 11:30. What are you still doing here? Everyone's already having their beauty rest."

"And what about you? What are you still doing here?" I asked back.

"You always have something to counter, Chas. Anyway, I heard you breaking the wall so I came down." He said, suppressing a laugh.

"Ha-ha. Not funny, Jasper."

"Okay. Okay. I came down because I was hungry. And you're in luck cause I'm in the mood to cook right now." He said, proceeding to the cabinets to get the pans.

"Seriously you're gonna cook in the middle of the night?" I creased a brow at him.

"Why? Can't a person cook at this time of the night?" He answered without turning back at me. He was so busy preparing whatever he's gonna cook.

I decided to sit down on the counter and just watch him. "So what're you gonna cook, chef?"

"Pasta ala Jasper." He answered, turning to me with a smile.

"That is so not appetizing to me." I shook my head at him.

"Ha! Just wait and see." He said, as he started to cook his new experiment.

****

FEW minutes later, Jasper's dish was served infront of me. I stared at it for a while, examining its palatability. I looked at him. He was grinning at me like the proud chef that he was. "Are you sure this is edible?" I asked him.

"Aye! You haven't tried it yet." He said, twirling the pasta using the fork he's holding.

"Here." He moved the fork towards my mouth.

"Mmm-mmm..." I said, shutting my mouth and shaking my head.

"Come on, Chas. Say ahhh!" He said, like I was a baby being fed by her dad.

I rolled my eyes at him, but I gave in. If I collapsed here, they'd know who or what to blame. I opened my mouth as he pushed the fork of pasta inside it. I chewed slowly trying to determine its taste. It didn't taste like the ordinary pasta that I'm used to but... it did taste quite delicious.

"So? How is it?" He asked, looking at me and anticipating for my answer.

"Well for one, the pasta seemed to be undercooked. But the sauce... it's tasty." I said, giving him a thumbs-up.

"See what I mean?" He said smugly.

"Yeah. Yeah I get it. You're a better cook than I am." I admitted.

"Of course I am. You only know how to fry and boil."

I raised my palm infront of his face, stopping him. "Yes Jasper. I get it."

He suddenly turned serious while looking at my hand. "Wait... where is it?" He said, holding my hand.

"Where is what?"

"Our couple watch." He said, showing me the watch in his wrist.

Oh, right. "I kept it in the drawer."

"Why? You're supposed to wear them all the time."

"Jasper, stop overreacting."

"Chastity, I'm serious here. It's our couple watch."

I frowned at him. "You sound so lame right now."

"That's why it's called couple watch, Chastity. And couples like us should wear it."

"Uh... hello? Jasper, we're not a real couple."

"But I want us to." He suddenly said, stopping me.

"Ugh, you're bringing this up again, Jasper Lee?" I said, faking a laugh. Again with his joke about us being a couple. To be honest, he's been saying this for years now... always saying,

"Why don't we just date and be a couple?" And being the naïve girl that I am, I always laugh it off. I don't even know if he's being serious everytime he says that cause after saying that, the next day he'll have another girlfriend.

"Chastity, I'm serious." He said, looking at me without any smile on his face. Oh crap, is he really serious now?

We stared at each other for a while, not until I heard footsteps coming from the stairs. Jasper and I turned to look at the person and saw that it was the devil. He was walking down the stairs with his cold eyes staring at me.

"I think I better go to bed." I said to Jasper and quickly stood up from my seat.

As I walked past the devil, he suddenly caught my arm, stopping me. "Let's talk." He said, dragging me away.

I wasn't able to speak. I saw Jasper looking at us with wide eyes. But he didn't do anything to stop the devil from dragging me outside. When we reached the pool area, I tried to brush his hand away but he didn't let me go. "What do you want now?"

"What I said to you yesterday..." He started to speak, loosening his grip on my arm but he still didn't release me. "...that is not just a random joke, Chastity. Whatever relationship you have with that guy... I don't care. I will do everything for you to like me."

"Did you just take some drugs?" I asked him. "I don't think you're in your right mind right now."

"I don't take drugs. And no, I'm still sane." He answered me.

"What's your deal with this crap? You don't even like me, and so do I, so why bother? I really don't get what you're thinking." I heaved a sigh after saying that.

"When you told me that you're..." He paused, finally releasing my hand. He looked down the ground, as if not wanting to see my reaction to whatever he's gonna say. "... that you're worried about me... I just felt that I need to... worry about you too."

"What???" I asked back, not because I didn't hear what he just said, but because I still couldn't understand why he's saying all these.

"It was the first time that someone actually got worried about me again..." He stopped, then looked at me in the eye. I gulped hard. His eyes seemed so sincere that I wanted to believe him. "I want to keep you for myself, Chastity."

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THAT night, I couldn't seem to fall asleep. What that devil said to me kept on bugging my mind. I know that I shouldn't be affected. Heck, I shouldn't be even thinking about him. But I really couldn't understand why every word he said struck me. Maybe because it was the first time that someone actually said those things to me. No, no! Chastity, you can't just let him do this to you. Don't get too affected.

I rolled on my bed like a log. I really couldn't fall asleep no matter what I do. "One sheep... two sheep... three sheep... four sheep... five sheep..." Oh crap! Even the sheep thing wasn't working. I want to fall asleep already.

I scratched my head in annoyance, as I rose up from bed. I paced back and forth inside our room quietly, making sure not to wake anyone up. I even did jumping jacks to tire myself out to let me fall asleep. But still, his words continued to echo inside my head and his face continued to emerge in my mind. Ahhh! Why am I feeling this thing?

I looked at the time in my watch and saw that it's already 3 am. I really wanted to sleep now. Just then, I thought of something. I searched for the medicine kit which mom gave me and took two doses of Phenylephrine (Drowsy). Forget the fact that I don't have colds. Two doses won't kill me, right? At last I can doze off peacefully.

****

THE next day, I felt my eyes heavy and my head hurt like the first time I got drunk in the beach. The girls inside our room looked at me weirdly. "What happened to you? You look like trash." Emily said, laughing. The other girls did the same.

I looked at myself in the mirror and saw the dark circles under my eyes. And boy, I can probably pass as a panda if there was an audition for it. I heaved a sigh. My hair was a mess. I tried brushing it, as the other girls already walked out of the room.

"Oh by the way, in case you didn't know, filming starts at 8, honey." Emily told me, as she exited the room.

I was left alone inside. I looked at the time and panicked when I saw that it's already quarter to eight. Great! I hurriedly changed into my usual shirt, shorts and sneakers. No one would know that I didn't take a bath, right? I sprayed a lot of perfume in my clothes then quickly went out of the room.

When I reached outside, everyone looked at me. I fell in line with the other girls. I saw Emily and my other roommates giggling. Psh! Like I care. "Okay so is everyone here already?" The director called out.

A staff looked at me then answered, "Yes, sir."

"Alright. We'll start after 5 minutes."

Some stylists moved towards the guys and girls to check their make-ups. Meanwhile, I saw my previous make-up artist namely Ciara, making her way towards me. "Chastity, right? I'll just put a little bit of make-up on your face, okay?"

I just nodded.

"Oh dear, didn't you sleep last night?" She said, probably pertaining to my eye bags.

I shook my head at her.

"Why? Boy problem?"

I didn't answer her. Damn it! Boy problem? This is the reason why I don't like these kinds of things.

I saw the stylist giggling at me. "Is it Tristan?"

My eyes grew wide at an instant at what she said. Okay so does everyone know about it already? Wait... what am I saying? There's nothing to know about us. "Uh.... N-no." Well it is partly because of him....

"I'm betting on Jasper though. You two look cute together." She told me, finishing the make-up under my eyes. "There, you're all done."

Ha, great! I just found myself a shipper. "Thanks." I said to her.

****

The MC began to speak again explaining how the elimination night went and so on. Then, she said something about the activity next week, but I wasn't really paying attention so I have no idea what that was. Anyway, our activity for today was kind of like a telepathic quiz thing, "How Well Do You Know Your Match?" Basically, we will be paired up with different guy/girl and we need to answer 2 correct questions about each other to settle for our matches for 2 days this time, instead of just one day.

The first couple, Skye and Bobby was up first. They were able to answer both questions correctly so they're the first match. I was fidgeting on my seat, as the quiz went on with the other couples. Sab ended up with Mino this time. When it was my time to do the quiz, there were only 4 guys left without a match: Jasper, Hardin, Jiro and Tristan. I was just really hoping I wouldn't be paired with the devil again. I stood in the middle and picked out a name from the bowl. "Hardin." The MC read the paper which I picked out.

I looked at Hardin who stood up a few meters away from me. I haven't spoken to him ever since I got here. I knew nothing about him, and I was betting he felt the same way as me. After the staff handed us the board and marker which we'll be using to write our answer, the MC started to speak. "So the first question is about Hardin, here it goes: What type of music does Hardin listen to often? 1 minute to write your answer on the board. Go!"

Type of music? Genre? Pop? RnB? Rock? Mellow? I didn't know what to write. I looked at him. He was busy writing his answer on the board. What type of music does this guy listen to? He's wearing a lousy shirt with The Beatles print on it. Rock? Old school? His shoes was a Nike high cut and he's wearing a snapback. Wait... hip-hop? I wrote the last thing which I thought of on my board.

"Okay, time's up! What's your answer, Chastity?"

I turned my board with the word "Hip-hop" written on it. I glanced at Hardin. He was flashing me a tiny smile, showing his dimple which I never noticed before (obviously).

"Is this a wild guess, Chastity?" Victoria asked me. I nodded. "Hardin, let's see your answer."

Hardin flipped his board and my jaw dropped after seeing the word "Hip-hop" on it. Okay, seriously I don't know him. I guess I was just really a keen observer.

Hardin smiled at me wider this time, showing his dimple again. Now it was his time to answer the question about me. I just hoped he gets it right so I wouldn't have to deal with the devil again.

"Question for Hardin: What is Chastity's most treasured item?"

My treasured item? Well that's easy... After writing my answer, I glanced at Tristan. He was looking at me. Maybe he figured it out already. I turned to Hardin who was still frowning and scratching his head.

"Okay time's up! What's your answer, Hardin?" When he flipped his board, I smiled at what he wrote. "Watch? Is this the right answer, Chastity?" The MC turned to me.

I shook my head, flipping my answer. "It's a bike." I said, looking at Tristan again who was now looking down the ground.

"Ah, that's too bad. Okay, pick another guy." Victoria said, as I fished out another paper from the bowl. "Tristan!" Oh great!

The devil positioned himself infront of me, as Victoria started the question. "For Chastity, how many tattoos does Tristan have?"

Ha! How am I supposed to know if there's something else he's hiding inside his body? Ugh. I don't even wanna think about it. I wrote the most obvious answer which I know, "Two" because there were only two tattoos visible in my eyes, the one in his left wrist and one in his inner upper arm. I was sure he still has other tattoos in his body though.

"What's your answer, Chastity?" Victoria asked, when the time ran out.

I flipped my answer and a grin of victory reigned on the devil's face. No! I was so sure he has other tattoos. I object. I bet he's only pretending he has only two.

"Ah! You're right. Okay, question for Tristan: What is Chastity's favourite midnight snack?"

Yeah, I'm sure you don't know it devil. I smiled inwardly. I wrote my answer on my board.

When the time was up, my eyes almost popped out of its sockets after seeing his answer.

"Pepero sticks? Is that right, Chastity?" Victoria queried me.

I nodded slowly, as the devil smirked at me. NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Another two hell days awaiting me...

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A/N: So ChasTan is paired up again! XD And Chas is not too happy about it hahaha. Are you?

Thanks for reading! :)

~stayGOLD