Sorry this update took me SOOOOO long! I have been pondering life, and just started taking two really difficult classes ME 200 and ECE201 for a summer program. KILL ME NOW. So anyways, I hope that you enjoy this chapter. I spent a ton of time with the details, just to set up for the chapters to come. Have fun reading. and yeah, have fun. Thanks to my beta TeamVampire! I know you had a ton to do, but you still edited this anyway!

I don't own Twilight Saga, or I'm not Stephanie Myer.


The morning after the first elimination, Isabella Swan had disappeared. The men searched for her everywhere, but had no luck. Once they discovered she was missing, awkwardness descended upon the house, for no one knew what to do exactly. Many of the men started getting ready, convinced that Bella was going to walk into the room at any moment to present them with their dates. But nothing of the sort happened, until the doorbell rang. Evan was the first one at the door, but only to find a dark wooden box with a pink envelope attached, along with three cameramen. Evan was told to bring the box inside and call the rest of the boys.

All the men came tumbling down the stairs, and stood around anxiously waiting for instructions. Evan opened the letter on the box and began to read aloud.

Mike and Eric,

Let's go be patient by the waterside to catch our dinner.

Love,

Bella

All the boys rooted and cheered. Edward sighed. If he was called for a double date, then he had a chance of going home immediately. He didn't want that. Double dates normally mean that one has to out do the other and claim the single rose for that date. If they don't match up then they go home, immediately, with no second chance to reclaim their pride or girl.

Mike and Eric were freaking out while pulling out the fishing equipment out of the box. The cameramen asked them to move the equipment into another room to set up for the next box. All the boys were discussing who they thought was going to go for the one-on-one, when the doorbell rang, once again.

Laurent answered it this time, and another box sat waiting for the recipient. Once again the box was brought in, and placed on the table. The men quieted down as Laurent began to read.

James, Jacob, Evan, Seth, and Emmett,

Three on three. Wear old clothes and the protective gear. Game on.

Love,

Bella

Emmett opened the box and shouted with cheer. Paintball guns and gear were provided. Evan's face became a little white, but the rest of the guys seemed really pumped.

"So I guess you can teach us some good moves, huh, James?" Jacob aimed his question directly towards the strapping young James.

"Yeah, or I could just beat you during the game. The same results would come out no matter what."

"And what exactly would those results be, James?"

"You with your ass in the air, and me making out with Bella on the Paintball court."

Jacob stood up furious, but Seth pulled him back down. James was about to comment once more, but the doorbell rang for the third time.

"Go put all this stuff away, and Emmett go get the next box," said a nearby cameraman.

"Why me? I already know what date I'm going on."

"Dude, just do it. I've got instructions."

Emmett sighed, but walked over to the door to see a basket with empty labels and crayons. He brought it inside, dropped it on the table, ripped open the letter and started reading.

Edward,

Let's see what we can create together.

Bella

Edward grabbed the letter and read it again. He was happy he was going on the first one-on-one date, but he couldn't handle the fact that she had not put "Love, Bella."

She had clearly stated it on every other card, but not his own. Emmett figured out what was wrong, and punched Edward in the arm. Sometimes Edward's overachieving was just too much.

"Why did you do that for?" Edward was ready to sling one back.

"Man, you are standing here with a one-way ticket to Bella's heart and you're frowning." Emmett fake glared at Edward, trying to make it seem like he was upset. "If you're upset with it, any of us will gladly take it for you."

"No, I'm fine. I'm just trying to figure out what this means."

"What it means is that you are going to be painting with Bella," Jacob said in a very serene voice. He really thought after his hot dog gig, Bella was going to choose him.

"That will be fun. We'll get a ton of talking done. It seems like a reasonable date."


Jasper was updating Rosalie on everything. "The only one I can't figure out is Emmett."

Rosalie tried to act unconcerned as she inquired why. "Emmett?"

"Emmett is a really cool guy. He's already famous, so he can't be here for the fame. Every girl I know has a life-size picture of him on her wall. It can't be to have guy friends; that makes no sense. He's not gay. I already had Dan go figure that one out."

"Dan's gay?"

"The dude is a writer!"

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"For Vogue magazine! How many articles in a Vogue magazine do you think are written by men?"

"Wow. None of us caught that." She looked at her paper and scratched out Dan's name. "So how did you sic him on Emmett?"

"Well, I was standing next to Dan during the box thing, and when Emmett was told to go grab the next box, Dan literally started hyperventilating. And when he bent down to drop the box, the kid's heat was reaching my bubble. I am from the south ma'am. I'm still getting used to this stuff."

Rosalie suppressed a snicker. "Sorry, Jasper."

"No problem, but I told Dan to go sit by Emmett to keep everyone in the frame. Dan went over and started flirting with Emmett, but Emmett never once caught on. If he was gay, it would have completely been obvious."

"Your good."

"Thanks. We should probably tell Bella. That way she won't have too much of a hard time picking the next guy to leave. She is really concerned about doing all this."

"I'll remember. Don't tell her in front of any of the guys. We still want their faces to look like their scared shitless."

"No problem ma'am." There was a pause. "Why did you make Emmett get up?"

Rosalie started to blush. "I just figured that most viewers would want a glimpse of him." She said it with not a hitch in her voice.

"Oh, that makes sense. Well, he's not here for Bella. I don't know why he's here. But I'll figure it out soon."

"Okay, you get on that."

"Unless you want to."

"Why would I want to?"

"Because I have to leave in 20 minutes to tape the one-on-one, and Emmett is swimming in the pool."

"Oh, well, I guess I might go check him, I mean…it out."

"Good, because getting him by himself is hard. I'll catch you later."

"Bye, Jasper!" Rosalie slumped on her desk.

She had options. Option one was to finish the first episode editing. Option two was to go set up everything for the one on four date or the one on five date or the double date. Or she could go to the swimming pool and interrogate Emmett. 'Question him. Talk to him. Chill with him. Swim with him.' Rosalie snapped out of it. 'Interrogate him.'

She was just going to go talk to him.


Edward was not prepared for this. "So we're just going to fling the paint on the big canvas?"

"Yeah. You can use any part of your body really." She bent her arm down into a bucket of purple paint, lifted herself up, and dripped all the way to the canvas where she slapped her arm against it.

"Oh. I think I'll just use a brush." Edward reached down for the paintbrush already in the green paint, but felt a little bit of paint drip on his face. His head immediately brought his head up to find Bella slapping her purple hand all over his chest. "You little..."

He grabbed the yellow and flung it where Bella ran. She squealed, dipped her hand in the blue and ran for Edward. He grabbed her, dipped her toes in the orange paint, and made her walk across the canvas. She made him lie against the canvas while she threw the red paint at his back. When he stepped back she had made an outline of him. He made her do the same thing, but he dumped the pink behind her back. They both went to drawing little things on the sides and putting words along the lines.

When both, dripping paint and all, stepped back to admire their work, they were shocked at what they had done. It was a cute picture of a couple hand in hand with random items all around their bodies. It was as if life surrounded them. Edward took Bella's hand and grabbed her for a hug. She smiled as he kissed her forehead. They stood there for a long while looking at their masterpiece.

Bella finally let go with hesitation. "We have to go eat dinner."

"As long as it's with you, I don't mind." Both smiled as they walked to the table laid out with food.

"So I'm guessing that was the first time you did that." Bella commented as she sat down in the chair Edward pulled out for her.

"Yes, it was. I have to say it was a good experience," Edward responded. "I've never been so full of color as I am now." He chuckled.

"I like getting messy sometimes. It's fun." She blushed.

"You have the prettiest blush."

"No, I don't." Her face became a brighter red color.

"Bella. It's beautiful."

"Why do you think it's beautiful? Because it's the one trait that I can't get rid of, everyone always knows what I'm thinking."

"I like to know what your thinking. It's important to me."

"I like to keep my feelings to myself, sometimes."

"I would think that you're the type of person who always lets people know what your thinking."

"I do when I'm with my friends. There are just some things I like to keep to myself."

"Like what?"

"Like first impressions, or when I'm in a conversation I like to pretend as if I understand or that I'm interested. I don't want people to really know what I think."

"Why would you pretend?"

"So that I don't hurt people's feelings or get on their bad side."

"You care about what people think of you?"

"No, not really. I just want people to be happy around me. I don't want them to be sad or upset."

"I understand. I like for people to be happy, too." He took a bite of his meal, then posed a question nonchalantly. "When do you get to be happy?"

"What?"

"When do you get to be happy?" She still looked confused. "If you're always making sure that the people around you are happy, then who makes sure that you're happy?"

"But I am happy." Her stubbornness was slowly showing itself. "I never said I wasn't."

"Are you sure? If you don't want to hurt other people's feelings, sometimes you get hurt in the process. Frankly, I don't think you could ever upset anyone. You're great. But I don't think that you would ever tell anyone what you want."

"Well, then you don't know me at all," she said bluntly.

"That's what I'm trying to figure out." He smiled. "So why do you want people to be happy around you?"

Bella, for the first time, looked Edward right in the eye to speak words of wisdom. "I'm happy when others are happy. I will speak my mind when I feel like it."

"Like you're doing now?"

"Exactly like I'm doing now." She was flustered.

"Good." Bella's face was in shock.

"What?!"

"I can normally read people Bella. But with you, I have no idea what you're thinking. I want to make sure that you are always telling me what you want, so that I can make sure that I can make you happy. Because making you happy makes me happy, which makes you happy. " Bella face of shock became a sigh and a little smile.

"That took you a while to get to the conclusion," Bella stated.

"No, I knew what the conclusion was, it was just you that took forever to get there."

"No, you didn't ask me why! We could have skipped that whole middle part of the conversation."

"Why would I do that? Now, I know more about you! I couldn't just skip that." He looked at her like she was ridiculous.

She just stared at him. The conversation really didn't reveal anything about each other to a serious level, but he made it seem like it was. The way he did that made her feet tingle.

"Is there a reason why you're starting at me?" He asked.

"I think I'm going to like the attention I'm getting from you."

"That's the plan. If you like my attention then you will like me. And then you can be done with this show, because you will have found your love."

Bella laughed and handed him a rose, so nonchalantly, and they continued their meal in the studio with their representation of love leaning against the wall in the corner.


Hope you loved it. WOW, Dan's gay? Who would have thought? Is he really? I wonder if Jasper is that good? I know I left out some of the dates, but they should be in the next chapter. What should I do for the last date? Any suggestions? Oh and reviews make me really happy. I'm already a really happy person, but reviews literally send my day in a whirlwind! Oh and PMs and Story Alerts!!!! HAVE a WONDERFUL day!