Jerod: Eh, it’s been fun. I do like Brendan, but he’s right, I don’t think the spark was ever really there. But I’ve met a lot of people who I wouldn’t mind keeping in touch with. *winks at the camera* They know who they are.
What’s next for you, my ginger charmer?
Jerod: I think Thailand for a bit. Then I’m going to try to get an audience with the Dalai Lama just for shits and giggles. Gotta keep living, baby.
Amelia: To be honest, I wasn’t surprised. I’ve been on kind of a roller coaster ride emotionally since all this happened with Brendan and I know I’ve been short with Clue a few times. But regardless, I don’t think I ever really had him in mind as a romantic partner.
She sighs and smiles.
Amelia: So, back to Texas, back to my group therapy and being with people who love me. But it was fun. I won’t forget it!
Apologies for the lighting on Amelia’s picture. Damn full moon.
Also, this isn’t goodbye forever for these two. You’ll run into them again in the After the BC Stories in New York City!
Jerod looked a little bit surprised as he stood up.
Brendan: Jerod, I think you’re a fun, clever, really fascinating guy, but I don’t think either one of us have a romantic spark for one another.
Jerod nodded thoughtfully.
Jerod: I’d have to agree. I like you, but I don’t LIKE you, if you catch my meaning. It’s been a great time.
Amelia, on the other hand, didn’t look surprised at all. In fact, she looked a tiny bit relieved.
Clue walked towards her nervously.
Clue: Amelia, I think you are a lovely, kind, courageous woman and you’ve done so much to be proud of. I just don’t think that you and I were meant to be.
Amelia nodded and patted Clue’s arm gently.
Amelia: It’s okay. I think you hit the nail on the head when you said the change was messing with my equilibrium. But I think you’re a wonderful guy and any one of these girls would be lucky to have you.
Okay, now check out Clue’s attraction ratings. All his romantic interests are relatively low on the attraction meter. And Pippa is in freakin’ second place!
Pippa, stop being so damn attractive!
Brendan: The person I’m sending home is…
Clue: The person I’m sending home is…
I hope no one minds, but I’m going to stagger these two eliminations.
Elimination 1-The Guys
Brendan and Pippa again stood before a small group that was soon to become smaller.
Pippa: Okay, it’s that time again. Brendan?
Brendan rubbed his hands together nervously before he spoke.
Brendan: As we’ve gotten down to less and less people, I’ve been able to really consider who is a real romantic possibility and who would be more of a friend…
Elimination 2-The Girls
Clue had his hands in his pockets so no one would see them shake. He hated having to do that. He had tried to prepare himself for it mentally, but now, standing in front of these beautiful women, he was a wreck all over again.
Pippa seemed to recognize this and her tones were gentle.
Pippa: All right. This has been a couple weeks of adjustment for everyone, which was why Clue wanted to put off an elimination until now. He wanted a chance to know you all a bit more. But now it’s time to reluctantly send one of you home. Clue?
Clue stepped forward, ducking his head uncomfortably.
Clue: This is bollocks. I really hate doing it. Every single one of you are lovely and amazing in her own way. I genuinely like and respect each one of you. But because this is about romantic compatibility….
Clue: Oh..I suppose that could be arranged…
And with that, Rose became Romantic Interest #3.
I don’t envy either of these guys. It’s going to be a tough decision.
Clue: At least let me get this last shot to try to regain some dignity!
Furrowing his brow in concentration, Clue poised the pool cue in his fingers, his eyes trained on the white ball.
He pulled the cue back, and..
…promptly sunk the 8-ball.
Rose laughed as she put her cue back on the rack.
Rose: C’mon mate, it’s no big thing. You actually played really well.
Clue: Where did you learn?
Rose: I’m a barmaid, sometimes I play during slow periods or when my shift is over. I’ve gotten quite good. Guys always think they’re the only ones who can be pool aces.
Clue: I guess you proved that theory wrong.
Rose moved closer to him, her lovely brown eyes sparkling with a different sort of mischief.
Rose: So, do I get rewarded for being such a good player?
Finally, it was time for Clue’s date with Rose.
He and Rose had gravitated towards one another even when they were both vying for Brendan. He had supposed it was because they were both Brits, they felt a sense of home in talking to one another. They understood the slang, had been to a lot of the same places.
It had initially been friendly, but since Clue had become the women’s prize, the relationship had definitely taken a more romantic turn. They flirted frequently, stood closer to one another in conversation.
He liked Rose quite a lot.
She gave him her usual wide smile as she approached.
Rose: Hey, mate! What are we doing?
Clue: There’s a pool table downstairs. I thought we could have a game?
He could have sworn her eyes twinkled mischievously as she considered his request.
Rose: Hmmm, okay. But be gentle, huh? I’m not very good at it.
Clue: I promise.
They went downstairs and Rose proceeded to mop the respective floor with him.
Clue: I’ll never trust you again.
Rose: Get over it, mate.
She threw him a playful wink, which for some reason made him feel weak in the knees.
Careful, everyone. The Mean Girls are coming to tear you a new one!
Jillian: …and none for Gretchen Weiners, bye.
After a while, Clue attempted a mild flirt, only to be shot down and cold-shouldered like Jon Snow at a family reunion.
He took a different tack by telling her some funny stories, and was rewarded with a laugh.
They settled in with some glasses of chilled Vinho Verde, perfect for the warm weather.
Clue: So, how have you been with everything?
Amelia raised her perfect eyebrows over her glass.
Amelia: Define “everything”.
Clue: All that’s gone on in the past couple of weeks. Brendan’s announcement, and you ladies competing for different person.
Amelia: Ah, that. I have to admit I’m kind of in awe over how the other girls have been able to adjust. I’m not good with a major disruption in my routine. Coming to Monte Vista was a huge leap of faith for me, but I wanted to challenge myself.
Clue: I’ll confess it wasn’t easy for me either. I’m not a spotlight kind of person.
Amelia chuckled ruefully as she sipped her wine.
Amelia: I used to be. I loved wearing the designer clothes, posing, being told how gorgeous I was. But it all came at a price.
Amelia: My dignity, my sense of self-worth, and I nearly destroyed my health. I’ve been in treatment for anorexia for some time. I’m obviously not in a residential treatment, but I still talk with my therapist over Skype.
Ah, that explained the times that she would shut herself away in the computer room.
Clue: I’m sorry you had to go through all that. But you must have had some success; you’re looking quite well.
Amelia: Thank you. I feel better. It’s been a lot of work and I’m nowhere near done yet. But yeah, part of my recovery had been developing a routine with my life, with meals, exercise, time to relax and reflect. I knew being here would be a bit of a shakeup to that, but I didn’t realize HOW shaken up it would get. I was here for Brendan. I liked Brendan. And all of a sudden that rug got pulled out.
She reached over and patted his hand.
Amelia: Not that I dislike you, Clue. I do like you. I think you’re a wonderful guy.
Clue had to wonder if she thought he was wonderful enough to have a romance with.
He was almost afraid of the answer.
Clue’s next date was with Amelia, and frankly it was the one he was most nervous about.
He got the vibe that Amelia was unsure about whether she liked him or not. Sometimes she was friendly and sweet, and sometimes she was moody and argumentative. It seemed like she was someone who didn’t deal well with change, and to Clue, it appeared the thing with Brendan had thrown her for a loop.
Clue: Amelia, how are you? Isn’t this place gorgeous?
Amelia: It’s beautiful. The water is so blue.
She seemed apprehensive, so he tried to put her at ease.
Clue. Well, I thought we could sit by the fountain and have some wine, would that sound good?
She looked towards the water for a minute. He had no idea what she was thinking. Finally she turned back.
Amelia: Sure. That sounds fine.
And then with this kiss, Kyla became Clue’s second romantic interest. Hopefully Jillian doesn’t flip out like she did with Rose.
Clue: I had an amazing time talking to you.
Kyla: Likewise. I look forward to more conversations. AND more champagne!
Kyla clapped her hands like a little kid at Christmas when she got her bubbly. After her first sip, she sighed contentedly.
Kyla: Oh my God, this is heaven.
Clue took a tentative sip. He wasn’t really a huge drinker, but he had to admit the beverage was good. The bubbly sensation was intense, almost burning. But it was good regardless.
Clue: So, you and Jillian have gotten close…
Kyla: Oh yeah. You’ve heard the phrase “spirit animal”? Well, Jillian is mine. She’s gorgeous and hilarious and she’ll be goofy and not care what anyone thinks.
Those were the very qualities Clue was attracted to as well. He himself had always been rather reserved, so it was nice to be around someone who encouraged him to come out of his shell.
Kyla was more of a sex kitten type, but at her core she was very genuine and honest and Clue found himself growing very attracted to her as well.
Clue: Do you see your friendship being affected by what happens here?
Kyla sipped the fizzy drink again, her brow furrowing slightly in thought.
Kyla: We’ve talked about that. I mean, we both like you of course, and we’d both love a shot, but we’re not going to do anything underhanded or back-stabby in order to get you. You’re the one who decides, anyway. We can only be ourselves. I would guess as it gets closer there might be some more tension, but she’s my girl.
Clue liked that attitude. At this point he had no idea who he’d choose, though. They were all lovely in their own way.
Clue: You really are beautiful, though. Like a movie star from the 40’s or 50’s.
Kyla: Brendan said I reminded him of Rita Hayworth. I didn’t know who she was so I Googled her and he was right.
Clue: You guys are cool with all that went down there?
Kyla: It was shocking, but you know, he needs to follow his own heart. I think it’s all worked out for the best, don’t you?
Clue gave her a smile that could only be described as flirty. What were these girls doing to him?
Clue: I think so.
Clue had his three dates at the Nectary as well, because why mess with a good thing?
Kyla was the first. She looked breathtakingly beautiful, her red hair extra firey in the sun. It made his stomach jumpy and he prayed he wouldn’t get sweaty palms.
She greeted him with an excited hug.
Kyla: This is going to be so much fun! I love nectaries!
Clue: Well whatever you’d like to do, we can do.
Kyla: I want to go in and drink some champagne!
Clue: Well, it’s not really Champagne. Real Champagne is from the region in France. Technically it’s sparkling wine.
Kyla: Clue…don’t piss on my parade, huh? Now I want to go in and have champagne like a fancy lady!
She grabbed his wrist and fairly dragged him inside.
So that was Jillian’s reaction when she saw Rose flirting with Clue.
Let’s get a closer look, shall we?
Hmmm, from the angle, it’s hard to tell. She could be reacting to Rose having toilet paper stuck to her shoe or something…
Jillian: I AM REACTING IN SHOCK AND HORROR AT THE FLIRT, THANK YOU VERY MUCH!
Okay, okay! Chill, girlfriend.
And yes, I will be showing actual BC pics. We have Clue’s three dates, and two, count ‘em TWO separate eliminations. Be there or be square.