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Because you guys are so amazing, I typed up a quick chapter for you all before I head home. Hope you enjoy Tanya.

Chapter 19

I pull Tanya over to a secluded spot so we can talk shop for a minute.

"Oh Tanny, I'm so glad you're here. You have no freaking idea how much I need your expertise right now." I start listing off the men and she recounts the ones she's already met. Some of them have already hit on her and that's really no big surprise when she tells me who.

"So, yeah, the guy with the greasy ponytail, I think he said his name was James or Jimmy, she says waving her hand in the air signifying that his name is not important. "Yeah, he's a skeeze and you need to get rid of him pronto, plus the way he is overly aggressive just signifies that he's trying to overcompensate for his lack of down below."

I can only laugh, because I can't give it away yet, what my real thoughts are. Plus it would look horrible if Miss Georgia Peach was talking badly about some of the men. No, thank you. I'll leave the men bashing to Tanya.

We sit and talk for a few more minutes, devising our plan of attack on these men. "So, which ones have caught your eye already? I know there has to be one. What about that dimpled cutie you were just talking to?"

I go pink from her words, because, yes I'm attracted to Emmett and he is awfully charismatic. I'm still not sure if I'll be giving the first peach to him or Edward. They are both seemingly pretty spectacular men with good looks, kind hearts and some intelligence to boot.

Tanya gives me a knowing look, but drops it. She grabs my hand and pulls me up. "Come on sweets, we've got some hearts to break and true love to be found. Let's get going."

I give her a quick hug and as I release her, I'm immediately assaulted by one of the men that I deemed mediocre and I feel horrible that I can't remember his name. He's attractive with blonde hair and blue eyes, Paul maybe? No, that's not it. He's talking and I realize I'm trying so hard to remember his name that I have no idea what he just said. He's laughing though, so I giggle too. I can't let him think I don't care. I mean he seems nice enough.

Peter! That was his name. I zone back into his one sided conversation and find myself really enjoying what he has to say. He's funny and a little charming. He might be fun to have a one on one with. We'll see what the producers say. He's made enough of an impression to stick around for a little bit anyway.

Unfortunately, only moments later, we're interrupted by Mr. Black Ponytail, Aro. Yeah, he creeps me out too. What is it with these men and the long greasy hair and creepy stares?

I'm hopeful that I'll be able to send them home tonight.

A/N: Thanks for reading!