A/N: Okay, so first of all forgive me for my absence. I guess I was
emotionally distraught over high school drama that I got in the middle of
and then I sort of forgot all the small details of the story and avoided
this story. It's not a good excuse and it's totally my fault and I still
can't promise consistency or anything, it being summer and all, but for
what it's worth, here's an update.
Chapter Seventeen
Lizzie walked away from Gordo very awkwardly. What was he doing there? She walked back to the girls with a strange expression on her face and the girls back at the table waited for her to say something, "So..." Elizabeth finally said, "Was that guy creepy or what?"
Lizzie nodded her head, "Yeah, he was creepy alright." She looked back at the bar as she sat down and noticed he quickly turned away with his back turned toward her.
Jane drank all her drink and then wiped her face before standing up, "Okay, ladies. You all have fun. I'm going to go dance and meet some boys." Jane walked away.
"Okay, you do that," Elizabeth said, rolling her eyes and turning to Lizzie and Mary, "What a lush! I mean, I know she isn't drunk yet, but I bet by the time this night it over, she'll be throwing up big time."
"Oh, I don't know," Mary said, "I mean, I know she drinks a lot, but I don't think she has a problem."
"Oh, sure," Elizabeth said, waving Mary off and reaching for her bag for a cigarette, "You know, I only feel sorry for Thomas who has to live with her. He says she never shuts up."
Lizzie, feeling out of place and feeling uncomfortable talking about this, said nothing. Instead, she spied back at the bar to see if Gordo was still there. He was, with his hideous mustache and Hawaiian shirt and everything. Only, this time, he was talking to a guy who was wearing a golf hat and a yellow and blue striped shirt. She wondered if that was another one of the guys and figuring that anything could happen on this show, it probably was. She decided to call attention to this, "Hey, guys," she said, pointing over to the bar, "Check out that hideous looking guy talking to G—I mean my stalker at the bar."
Elizabeth and Mary turned to look and both laughed, "What a goober!" Elizabeth said, "I mean, I think it should be a law that ugly people should be banned from this bar. Oh, look," she said as if she was going to crack up. The guy turned around and was looking on the dance floor, "The guy is completely starring at Jane!!!"
Just then, a guy walked up and tapped Elizabeth on the shoulder. Elizabeth looked up and then back at the two girls, mouthing, "Yummy." The guy asked her to dance and she accepted and stood up, taking the guy's hand.
"These people crack me up," Mary said, "I mean, just between you and me, Jane isn't the one with the biggest problem here. I think Elizabeth has an ego the size of Texas. She thinks she can get any guy she wants and constantly complains about that trailer. She's completely jealous of Jane and is manipulating all of us to play her little game."
Lizzie nodded her head. Finally, she met someone who was on her level, "Elizabeth has bothered me since day one."
Mary nodded, "I mean, okay Tory, I'll level with you. The first few days here, I was looking for the bitch. You know, all reality shows have someone they label the 'bitch,' and I thought for the first couple of days, that bitch would be you, but I was completely wrong. You couldn't be one if you tried. You may be rich or whatever, but you aren't all mushy about it."
Lizzie nodded her head. Damn, she'd probably get flack about this from the real Tory...the real Tory would probably love Elizabeth. "So," Mary said, changing the subject, "what do you think of Daniel?"
Lizzie shifted in her chair. It was the million dollar question and she needed all the lifelines she could get, "He's okay. How's George?"
Mary nodded her head, "He's okay. He's really sweet. I'd probably date him after the show."
Lizzie nodded her head, "That's cool. He seems like a nice guy."
Mary nodded his head, "We talked about going up to his lake house after we finish taping. I told him I'd think about it."
A guy walked up to their table and asked who was willing was up for a dance. Mary and Lizzie exchanged glances and Mary finally stood up, "I'll dance with you."
Lizzie nodded her head. She took her last gulp of Pina Colada and decided to head back to the bar. Partly because she wanted another drink and partly because she was curious about this Gordo thing. She walked up to the bar, only this time, Golf-hat goober was no longer there.
He turned to her, "Ahh, back for more so soon?"
Lizzie nodded her head strangely, internally dying to laugh, but trying to keep it in, knowing that this would probably hurt her chances somehow, "Yeah, I guess I just couldn't resist."
He was curious as to why she wasn't dancing, but figured that would just cause some confusion. He didn't want to leave Hawaii the next day. He actually thought they might have a chance in winning. "Well," he said once she had her drink, "I should probably get going now," he nodded as he spoke, then realized he couldn't leave. He leaned in, "I really have to take a pee."
Lizzie nodded, trying to maintain her composure. Gordo could be funny if he really wanted to, and it probably helped that he looked funny, "Well, you do that," she said, "I'm going to go back to my table now," and she took her new virgin Pina Colada with her.
Back at the table, she scoped out the dance floor. Not only was dancing not her thing, but now that she knew that Gordo was here, she felt awkward.
In the meantime, Gordo returned from the bathroom and ran into Thomas and James, Thomas was the guy in the golf hat and James was bald and was wearing washed jeans and a polo shirt. He fit in...about twenty-five years ago. "So, Daniel," James said, "Has Tory had any steamy make-out sessions or flirted yet?"
Gordo shook his head, "Nope."
He was quite proud of Lizzie. He knew that she knew something was up, but couldn't help but wonder if she wasn't doing anything because she had possible feelings for him.
Another hour passed and all the girls had lost some points. Lizzie wasn't going to do anything, but she figured it wouldn't hurt her if she danced a few times and then talked to a guy or two. It was harmless, she thought, and it wasn't as if Gordo was asking her to dance.
So, the night went on and the girls were pretty much ready to leave on account of Jane's drinking by midnight. Jane was drunk and didn't feel so well, so they all headed back to their hotel and went to their rooms without saying another word.
They guys headed to their own hotel shortly after. All of them were nervous about what would come, but Gordo was pretty sure that despite Lizzie's talking to other guys and dancing with them, she could have been worse. They were at a dance club, after all. For her not to dance would have been unusual. He would have preferred, however, that she didn't want to dance with the other guys.
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The next morning, the guys had an earlier flight back to their original living quarters while the girls got to sleep in a little and enjoy having a nice lunch on the coast before heading home. Jane was suffering from drinking so much and wasn't feeling so well and the ride home definitely didn't help.
As soon as the girls got back, they were immediately to meet up in the mansion. Everyone was there when the host, Ryan appeared and said, "Good afternoon, everyone. I hope you ladies had fun last night. As for you gentlemen, I hope you also had fun. Ladies, last night while you were out at the dance club, these guys were put hard to work. They were spying on you. Some of you may recognize the following pictures," he said and he uncovered a board behind him that was covered and showing the made-up guys from the night before. Gasps were heard and exchanged looks spread as he said who was whom. "What you ladies don't know was that last night was a test. These men were watching your every move and if you danced, flirted, or kissed another guy, you would lose points."
"There is something else you need to know," he said, looking at all the people in the room with his hands folded together, "The couple with the least amount of points is leaving this island tonight and therefore is banned from the competition. Any questions?"
The girls looked at each other nervously, but Lizzie felt a little better knowing exactly what was going on. She was pretty confident that she lost.
A TV was presented beside Ryan, "Now, what you are about to watch is yourselves," he said, and after that, we will announce who is staying and who is leaving."
The TV played and they all watched the tape of the girls dancing, talking with other guys, and even some lip action. The girls gasped and blushed as the guys watched and after that, Ryan once again asked for their attention as they waited for the suspense of who was going home.
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A/N: Okay, for the simple reason that I have other questions from previous questions to include, this question is going to be pretty simple.
I, as the author, have a pretty good idea who I am sending home. Without releasing my idea, I ask you, the reader, who you think should go home and why? You could convince me to change my mind. I want to update by this weekend.
The couples are as follows:
Tory/Daniel (Lizzie/Gordo)
Mary/George
Jane/Thomas
Elizabeth/James
If you don't have an opinion, it's really okay. If you notice any mistakes with the pairings or something else (b/c it has been two and a half months) let me know. I noticed in the fourteenth chapter that James was apparently flirting with himself, so I suppose I should change that...
Chapter Seventeen
Lizzie walked away from Gordo very awkwardly. What was he doing there? She walked back to the girls with a strange expression on her face and the girls back at the table waited for her to say something, "So..." Elizabeth finally said, "Was that guy creepy or what?"
Lizzie nodded her head, "Yeah, he was creepy alright." She looked back at the bar as she sat down and noticed he quickly turned away with his back turned toward her.
Jane drank all her drink and then wiped her face before standing up, "Okay, ladies. You all have fun. I'm going to go dance and meet some boys." Jane walked away.
"Okay, you do that," Elizabeth said, rolling her eyes and turning to Lizzie and Mary, "What a lush! I mean, I know she isn't drunk yet, but I bet by the time this night it over, she'll be throwing up big time."
"Oh, I don't know," Mary said, "I mean, I know she drinks a lot, but I don't think she has a problem."
"Oh, sure," Elizabeth said, waving Mary off and reaching for her bag for a cigarette, "You know, I only feel sorry for Thomas who has to live with her. He says she never shuts up."
Lizzie, feeling out of place and feeling uncomfortable talking about this, said nothing. Instead, she spied back at the bar to see if Gordo was still there. He was, with his hideous mustache and Hawaiian shirt and everything. Only, this time, he was talking to a guy who was wearing a golf hat and a yellow and blue striped shirt. She wondered if that was another one of the guys and figuring that anything could happen on this show, it probably was. She decided to call attention to this, "Hey, guys," she said, pointing over to the bar, "Check out that hideous looking guy talking to G—I mean my stalker at the bar."
Elizabeth and Mary turned to look and both laughed, "What a goober!" Elizabeth said, "I mean, I think it should be a law that ugly people should be banned from this bar. Oh, look," she said as if she was going to crack up. The guy turned around and was looking on the dance floor, "The guy is completely starring at Jane!!!"
Just then, a guy walked up and tapped Elizabeth on the shoulder. Elizabeth looked up and then back at the two girls, mouthing, "Yummy." The guy asked her to dance and she accepted and stood up, taking the guy's hand.
"These people crack me up," Mary said, "I mean, just between you and me, Jane isn't the one with the biggest problem here. I think Elizabeth has an ego the size of Texas. She thinks she can get any guy she wants and constantly complains about that trailer. She's completely jealous of Jane and is manipulating all of us to play her little game."
Lizzie nodded her head. Finally, she met someone who was on her level, "Elizabeth has bothered me since day one."
Mary nodded, "I mean, okay Tory, I'll level with you. The first few days here, I was looking for the bitch. You know, all reality shows have someone they label the 'bitch,' and I thought for the first couple of days, that bitch would be you, but I was completely wrong. You couldn't be one if you tried. You may be rich or whatever, but you aren't all mushy about it."
Lizzie nodded her head. Damn, she'd probably get flack about this from the real Tory...the real Tory would probably love Elizabeth. "So," Mary said, changing the subject, "what do you think of Daniel?"
Lizzie shifted in her chair. It was the million dollar question and she needed all the lifelines she could get, "He's okay. How's George?"
Mary nodded her head, "He's okay. He's really sweet. I'd probably date him after the show."
Lizzie nodded her head, "That's cool. He seems like a nice guy."
Mary nodded his head, "We talked about going up to his lake house after we finish taping. I told him I'd think about it."
A guy walked up to their table and asked who was willing was up for a dance. Mary and Lizzie exchanged glances and Mary finally stood up, "I'll dance with you."
Lizzie nodded her head. She took her last gulp of Pina Colada and decided to head back to the bar. Partly because she wanted another drink and partly because she was curious about this Gordo thing. She walked up to the bar, only this time, Golf-hat goober was no longer there.
He turned to her, "Ahh, back for more so soon?"
Lizzie nodded her head strangely, internally dying to laugh, but trying to keep it in, knowing that this would probably hurt her chances somehow, "Yeah, I guess I just couldn't resist."
He was curious as to why she wasn't dancing, but figured that would just cause some confusion. He didn't want to leave Hawaii the next day. He actually thought they might have a chance in winning. "Well," he said once she had her drink, "I should probably get going now," he nodded as he spoke, then realized he couldn't leave. He leaned in, "I really have to take a pee."
Lizzie nodded, trying to maintain her composure. Gordo could be funny if he really wanted to, and it probably helped that he looked funny, "Well, you do that," she said, "I'm going to go back to my table now," and she took her new virgin Pina Colada with her.
Back at the table, she scoped out the dance floor. Not only was dancing not her thing, but now that she knew that Gordo was here, she felt awkward.
In the meantime, Gordo returned from the bathroom and ran into Thomas and James, Thomas was the guy in the golf hat and James was bald and was wearing washed jeans and a polo shirt. He fit in...about twenty-five years ago. "So, Daniel," James said, "Has Tory had any steamy make-out sessions or flirted yet?"
Gordo shook his head, "Nope."
He was quite proud of Lizzie. He knew that she knew something was up, but couldn't help but wonder if she wasn't doing anything because she had possible feelings for him.
Another hour passed and all the girls had lost some points. Lizzie wasn't going to do anything, but she figured it wouldn't hurt her if she danced a few times and then talked to a guy or two. It was harmless, she thought, and it wasn't as if Gordo was asking her to dance.
So, the night went on and the girls were pretty much ready to leave on account of Jane's drinking by midnight. Jane was drunk and didn't feel so well, so they all headed back to their hotel and went to their rooms without saying another word.
They guys headed to their own hotel shortly after. All of them were nervous about what would come, but Gordo was pretty sure that despite Lizzie's talking to other guys and dancing with them, she could have been worse. They were at a dance club, after all. For her not to dance would have been unusual. He would have preferred, however, that she didn't want to dance with the other guys.
-
The next morning, the guys had an earlier flight back to their original living quarters while the girls got to sleep in a little and enjoy having a nice lunch on the coast before heading home. Jane was suffering from drinking so much and wasn't feeling so well and the ride home definitely didn't help.
As soon as the girls got back, they were immediately to meet up in the mansion. Everyone was there when the host, Ryan appeared and said, "Good afternoon, everyone. I hope you ladies had fun last night. As for you gentlemen, I hope you also had fun. Ladies, last night while you were out at the dance club, these guys were put hard to work. They were spying on you. Some of you may recognize the following pictures," he said and he uncovered a board behind him that was covered and showing the made-up guys from the night before. Gasps were heard and exchanged looks spread as he said who was whom. "What you ladies don't know was that last night was a test. These men were watching your every move and if you danced, flirted, or kissed another guy, you would lose points."
"There is something else you need to know," he said, looking at all the people in the room with his hands folded together, "The couple with the least amount of points is leaving this island tonight and therefore is banned from the competition. Any questions?"
The girls looked at each other nervously, but Lizzie felt a little better knowing exactly what was going on. She was pretty confident that she lost.
A TV was presented beside Ryan, "Now, what you are about to watch is yourselves," he said, and after that, we will announce who is staying and who is leaving."
The TV played and they all watched the tape of the girls dancing, talking with other guys, and even some lip action. The girls gasped and blushed as the guys watched and after that, Ryan once again asked for their attention as they waited for the suspense of who was going home.
--
A/N: Okay, for the simple reason that I have other questions from previous questions to include, this question is going to be pretty simple.
I, as the author, have a pretty good idea who I am sending home. Without releasing my idea, I ask you, the reader, who you think should go home and why? You could convince me to change my mind. I want to update by this weekend.
The couples are as follows:
Tory/Daniel (Lizzie/Gordo)
Mary/George
Jane/Thomas
Elizabeth/James
If you don't have an opinion, it's really okay. If you notice any mistakes with the pairings or something else (b/c it has been two and a half months) let me know. I noticed in the fourteenth chapter that James was apparently flirting with himself, so I suppose I should change that...