<div class="floatright">(https://www.essence.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/12/images/2014/12/08/omari-hats-off-137508110-cropped.jpg)</div>Name: Jay Garrison<br/>Day: Day 1 l 9am<br/>Outfit: Photo<br/>Mood: Excited<br/>Music inspired:<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">What So Not - Touched</div><div class="spoiler_body"> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hy1tOAiePnA&amp;list=RDMM&amp;index=18 </div></div><hr/>Jay yawned slightly as he felt a click in his wrist as he raised his hand to his mouth. He’d just been in London not a few days earlier off the back of another victory in the MMA world. He was talented with potential on tap but he needed to get his name out there. His manager actually suggested doing some reality TV to get his name a bit more weight. He was known amongst the hardcore MMA community but to draw names and sell PPV’s, getting known by a different audience would definitely help.<br/><br/>So as he looked out the window as the car he was in pulled closer to the resort where this reality TV show would be filmed, Jay actually felt a little bit of nervous energy and excitement. This would be a different challenge, very different from the one he was used to. This wouldn’t be one on one in a cage with another man that wanted to knock him out. He’d now be in a villa with hot singles and being a single man himself it sounded like a great way to spend the summer.<br/><br/>Once the car had pulled up he was directed towards the make up team, with his suitcase being taken care off by some stage hand. The girl that was about to do his make up seemed to be in a good mood. He sat down and checked himself out in the mirror. His shape up was already on point as the make up girl went to start applying some light make up.<strong>“Appreciate the thought but I’m good.” </strong>The make up girl seemed a bit confused but Jay got up and went over to the next part, where he was instructed to sit down and look at the camera.<br/><br/><strong>“Names Jay,”</strong>he smiled at the camera before flexing his right bicep.<strong>“And these bad boys should be registered as lethal weapons.”</strong><br/><br/><strong>“I’m 24 years old and I’m an up and coming Mixed Martial Artist. I look good already but wait till you see some gold around my waist or over my shoulder. Then I’ll be shining!”</strong>Jay smiled, his pearly whites on show before he continued.<strong>“I’ve come up from nothing. Orphan that was shipped all over the place. But I made it work. My last relationship, depends what you count as a relationship. Was seeing this girl in London during my training camp. About three weeks.  Don’t think I’ve been with anyone for longer than 4-5 months. What can I say, I’m a busy guy.”</strong>Jay held his arms out with a shrug.<br/><br/><strong>“What am I looking for? You know what I’m not even sure. Maybe there’s a girl that can keep me on a leash out there somewhere. But I just want to have fun, party and make the most of this summer.”</strong><br/><br/>With the tape done, he went down to the waiting area and saw three people already there.<strong>“What’s up people,”</strong>he said with a welcoming tone to his voice. He looked over the group. There was another guy with a decent build, looked like the smooth playa type but that was to be expected. There was a slim blonde, Instagram looking model type. He wondered if she’d ever been a ring girl cause she had the body for it. And then there was a brunette. She was a stunner too. Kind of hips he wanted to put his strong arms around.<br/><br/><strong>“The name’s Jay,”</strong>he said going in for a hug with the two girls before offering the male a fist bump.<strong>“So what we meant to be doing now? Just chilling?”</strong>