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either very shy or anti-social. My curiosity kept me occupied for a few minutes
wondering how she would date Anthony.
The house was still quiet as there were a majority of late sleepers in the group. I expected to see girls
heading out of their beds as the dates started. I wanted to be up to see what the competition was up too. I figured
if I sat here long enough I would see everyone readied for their hour date with Anthony, not sure why I cared to
know what they all looked like on their dates, but somehow I did.
Janette wandered in at five minutes to nine to save me from boredom.
“You get a date sign up yet?” I asked. I took my plate to the sink, rinsed and put it in the dishwasher. I
didn’t feel the need to be a slob just because I was on vacation, sort of…
“Yes, I signed up for the lunch date on Monday. That gives me time to get up and wake up properly before
I have to be perky.” Janette said. I sat down next to her.
“Mine is listed as a Sunday evening, outdoor date. Not sure what it entails but hoping for a moonlit walk.” I
wiggled my eyebrows and saw her smile in response.
“Good thinking. I have decided not to hate you because you got the broach. Pretty sure the others will not
be as forgiving of your major flaws.” Janette smiled, as she began eating her cereal. Her manners were perfect
while eating, but I could hear her crunching on her cereal.
“Flaws?” I was trying not to laugh. “I know I have them, but I do hate being so transparent to strangers.”
“Well, let’s list them shall we…” Janette said, after she swallowed.
I nodded and chuckled, as she began listing my “flaws.”
“You are stunningly beautiful, with eyes that show wisdom and wit. You are extremely likable, poised and
the most important flaw is that Anthony has already noticed all of the above. You are now enemy number one.”
Janette said it all with a simple smile and I genuinely felt her friendship.
“Wow I am impressed and flattered, you are very eloquent about my flaws. But I have to say I am none of
those things. I am just a simple girl from Indiana. The makeup team did a nice makeover on me and I admit to
feeling like a stranger when I look in the mirror.” I felt a little uncomfortable. I tried to shift the focus off me. “Are
you some kind of writer?”
“I am a freelance journalist. I dabble in all sorts of writing projects. It keeps my spaz brain busy.” Janette
admitted.
“Well that explains the prolific prose. I am a freelance photographer. No wonder we get along so well,
even with my horrible flaws.” I grabbed a grape from her fruit bowl and stuck my tongue out at her playfully.
“What in the world are we going to do all day? The idea of staring down all the competition has its merit,
but it will be seriously boring to lie around all day. I suppose the pool in the back of the property might pass a little
time.” Janette and I agreed, sitting around all day seemed a bit dull.
“When I made my pros and cons list for the show I didn’t add boredom to the list.” I frowned at Janette,
she nodded.
“I miss my computer.” Janette muttered, as she got up to clean her plate.
I couldn’t agree more.
We put on our swimsuits after breakfast and spent one hour swimming until swimming became so popular
or else boredom had spread. Once the pool filled up with a few thrashing women I moved to the far side of the
patio and found a lounge chair. I draped my towel over a chair and headed indoors for a paperback novel. When I
got back to my lounge chair my towel had been moved. I saw the curvy blonde from last night sitting where my
towel had been. I saw the six other identical lounges on the patio and wondered what would possess her to move
my towel. Maybe she saw me put it there and she wanted to play games.
Oh, good grief. I adore high school drama games.
I felt her watching me through her mostly closed eyes. I recognized her as the bombshell from last night.
She looked just as lethal in her