Sharon Lawerence, Tenth Place

Friday, December 18, 2009

Sharon returned downstairs and began to pack her things, and clean up her few possessions that had managed to scatter themselves around the house.

"Well, it's over, and as much as I enjoyed it, I have to admit I'm a little relieved. All the drama and the stress was really getting to me, not to mention Don and I were never that into each other. I completely understand my elimination. And I did get some good memories, and I got to try something new. And I almost won that downtown race challenge! And I plan on keeping in touch with Tiffanie. Overall, I'm happy to do something like this!"

Sharon got into the taxi and went home, and happily none the worse for wear.

Continued From Previous

Don pulled out the final rose. "But Sharon, you're a survivor, and that's why you'll be able to survive this..."

Sharon looked nervously at Taryn, who's tearstained face looked back.

"... your elimination. Taryn, will you accept this rose?" Don finished.

Sharon looked suprisedly at Taryn, who's tearstained face looked back.

The girls gasped. They couldn't help themselves.

"Oh... wow... okay." Sharon said after some length. "I guess that's goodbye then."

Everyone ran down and grabbed her in a huge bear hug.

"This is for you, Taryn." Don told her.

"Oh, that scared me Don!" was her watery reply.

And soon Sharon was going... going... gone.

Day 10- The Fifth Elimination

Sunday, December 13, 2009

**Don, 30- "Whew. I'm more confused than ever. I'm afraid I could make the wrong choice. You know, I could let the wrong woman go tonight. That is definately possible. This is my one shot, and like, I'm trying to get to know these girls, but I don't know what's going on at the house when I'm not there! All these women have got amazing qualities. But I need to find out more. There is just so much drama going on right now, it's really clouding my decision. All I can do is go with my head, my heart, and my gut."

* * * *

"Ladies, good evening."

"Good evening, Don!" they chorused back.

"Before we begin the rose ceremony, I have a suprise for you all. Bring 'em in guys!" Don shouted, and four burly men brought in four racks of dresses, all looking elegant and expensive.

"OOOOH!" Brianne cried out. "NEW CLOTHES!"

"Yes Brianne, but don't be fooled. This is a mini challenge. I want the dress you choose (too keep) to reflect you, whatever way you wish. Go for it!"

For the next ten minutes the panel room was filled with women making the noises and actions associated with new clothes.

**Sharon, 26- "I think I picked a good one. It's very flashy, hopefully he'll notice me!"

**Chanel, 28- "Oooooh child, he better like my outfit! I'm showin' skin!"

Finally they were ready, each in a stunning new gown.

"Well, I guess there is no other way to start this." Don began, and lifted the first rose of the evening.

"This girl one the latest challenge, but that's not the only reason why I'm picking her. She's strong, beautiful, and about as genuine as it gets. Meg."

She clutched her heart, muttered thank you, and strode past the envious bachelorettes toward her prize.

"Meg, will you accept this rose? I have a fun time on our date, and you totally earned this with your performance yesterday."

"Absolutely!" Meg cried, hugging him.

"The next one." he said, selecting a new one. "This girl dissapointed me greatly last week. But on our date today I saw her transform from petty and bad tempered to interesting and fun. Remy?" he asked hesistantly.

Squealing with delight, Remy hitched it over to Don. "From the bottom to the almost top!" she said, and then accepted her rose.

"Remy, you've grown these past few days. Let's hope it stays that way." Don told her.

"Yes, yes!"

"The third woman this evening... Tiffanie, will you accept this rose?" Don lifted it to her.

"Yes... oh goodness... and here I am worrying so much!"

"Congratulations... you are staying for another two days, baby." Don told her, and throwing in a tight hug.

"Chanel, honey, I have to give you the fourth rose this week. You just make me laugh."

"Thank the Lord!" she gasped, flinging herself down the aisle dramatically, swinging her arms. "You're awesome!"

"This next girl also deserves the fifth rose for being a wonderful date... Vita!"

"Really?" Vita asked, stepping forward. "YEAH!"

"Vita, I feel like I never give you enough credit, so this week I'm giving you an early rose. You certainly impressed me at the lodge this afternoon."

Chanel turned to Vita, giving her a thumbs up, as Don fretted over the next rose.

"If you notice, half the bachelorettes have been called, and five of you remain."

"Kara. Will you accept this rose?"

"Uh... sure!" Kara replied enthusiastically. She took her rose and confusedly wandered over to her spot next to Vita.

"Alright. Taryn, Brianne, Sharon, and Taylor. None of you have recieved a rose, and that's due to a little problem I had with each and every one of you these past two days."

"However... only one girl is going home. The seventh rose... belongs to Brianne. Will you accept it?"

"Well yaaaaaaahhh!" Brianne cried, flinging her hands into the air. She shot a devastated Taylor a dirty look as she walked past her.

"Two roses left..." Don said sadly, and picked up another. "Taylor. Will you accept this rose?"

"Oh, Don, of course. I'm so sorry!" she cried, rushing forward to recieve it.

"Oh, Taylor. I want to like so much. But lately you've been freaking out. You are being rude, and deliberately offeneding girls, and it hasn't gone unnoticed."

"Yes... I'm so sorry."

"Good. Now here's your rose."

Now only two women remained.

"Will Taryn and Sharon please step forward?"

"Hahaha, it rhymes." Kara whispered to Vita. She made a "shushshsh" gesture.

"Well here we are, ladies. The final rose. I will only call one name, and the girl who I do not call must immediately go downstairs, pack their bags, and go home."

He turned to Taryn, clearly distressed. "You are here because you dissapointed me this week. During the challenge, you gave up. That was a big mistake in my eyes. Poor Vita lost because of it. It says a little about your character, and trust me, it does not reflect kindly."

"Sharon. You stand here, not because of a mistake, or attitude, but because, out of all the women, you alone have still failed to make a connection with me. I've kept you over four other girls. You are a sweet woman, but somehow I think... maybe not for me."

Don pulled out the final rose. "But Sharon, you're a survivor, and that's why you'll be able to survive this..."

to be continued...

Day 10- An Afternoon of Fun

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

**Vita, 26- "I'm going on a date with Don! I still am in shock. I really hope he enjoys having me around."

Soon Remy, Meg, Vita, and Brianne were ready and rearing to go.

"Bye, ladies! See you tonight- at elimination!" Don told the rest of them as he hopped into his limo.

**Sharon, 26- Watching the girls leave made me really upset. I want to stay in the competition so bad. But I know my time's up soon. I can see that Don is just not that into me. I thought maybe going on that date he would like me. But that's not true. It's just so hard, being here... away from your family and friends, no one really cares about you. And you have to deal with living with these crazy girls and the challenges! Add Taylor trying to get me to fight with Chanel... *wipes eyes* well, you get the idea."

* * * *

They arrived outside of a fancy lodge, it's stunning structure gleaming in the sunlight.

**Brianne, 21- "Time to get my groove on. I'm totally in my element - schmoozing."

They were escorted in by two ushers, who promptly led them to a dining hall, and they began their buffet. The waitress frented around them, filling plates and preparing cutlery.

"So how do you like this whole experience so far, Vita?" Don asked.

"Ooh, it's been great! I've been doing so much stuff, even just around the house, you know, working hard to be seen! And of course, I've been living with girls I probably wouldn't even talk to otherwise!"



"Aah, yes. The other girls." Brianne laughed.

"Don't even get me started!" Remy cried.

"I know you had problems with Hilda." Don told her. "But she's gone, so don't worry!"

"Well I really don't like Taylor." Remy blurted out, "And I know Meg and Brianne agree with me."

Meg blushed, but turned to Don. "Well, since we've already been on a date, me and you, I suppose I could elaborate. Taylor's just been picking on me. She thinks I'm weak or something. She's just not a nice girl lately."

"Maybe the stress of this competition has been getting to her?" Vita added.

"Well, I had a little bit of an idea." Don told them. "It wasn't exactly hidden or something."

Brianne added, "And she's really horrible to Sharon. She thinks she can manipulate her, since Sharon has no confidence."

This, more than anything, made Don think. "Hm... well, thanks ladies. A toast to the four of you!"
"Anytime, handsome." Brianne flirted, "Anytime."

After that, they gathered around the fireplace, snuggling and chatting.

"I guess I was assigned chief fire poker." Vita joked, getting up once again as the flames died down. "Where's that silly waitress when you need her?"

**Don, 30- "Vita's great. Sometimes she's just the most subtle girl, but it doesn't go unnoticed."

**Meg, 30- "Don sat next to me. Me! We had a great time, and he was so... strong, leaning against him, talking about just nothing... it was wonderful, even if Remy and everyone was there."

"What's your life dream, Remy?" Don asked her smoothly.

"Oh... I want to be a famous actress, or singer. I think it would be amazing to sing and act as a job... I'd be doing what I love."

Finally, as the sun set, they tore the house up with dancing. Even Don, who normally would have prefered to leave the dancing to the ladies, loved line dancing with the group.

**Remy, 24- "Don's a good dancer! Who knew?"

Toward the end of the evening, they had had a lot to drink. Remy was slow dancing with Vita, and Brianne was seated close to Don, who was busy kissing Meg feverently.

"Is it my turn yet?" she called, pulling them apart sloppily.

"Hey!" Meg cried, got up, stumbled and fell toward Vita. Remy glanced at Don hopefully, but, then again, she had be making out with him for the last half hour.

"Good." Brianne smiled, picking up where Meg left off. "You're mine, all mine!"

* * * *

Taryn, Tiffanie, and Sharon were busy playing cards in the dining hall, and gossiping, when Taryn stopped them. "Oh no!" she cried, pointing out the window. "Don's back!"

**Taryn, 29- "That means that we have elimination right now! I get so nervous for each one... oh no..."

"Good luck girls!" Tiffanie cried, making a dash for the stairs, while Sharon nervously smashed the elevator button. Everyone else was upstairs, getting ready.

The fifth girl was about to be sent packing.

Day 10- A Sore Loser

Monday, December 7, 2009

****Sorry about the fact that this update is pictureless. I couldn't find them anywhere. If I do, I will repost! Thanks for reading.

Meg woke up the next morning exhausted but exhilerated. After all, they had won.

**Meg, 30- "I'm just so thrilled that me and Remy won this huge, exciting challenge and mystery reward. I can't wait to find out!"

Meg was busy making her bed and adjusting her pillows. Meanwhile, Taylor was grumpily watching her.

**Taylor, 24- "We woke up this morning SO TIRED. Honestly, I don't remember ever feeling that way."

"She thinks she's so special, just because she won some stupid challenge. Really, Kara, is anything about Meg even worth talking about?"

"Um, yeah I guess. She's pretty smart, and she told me she helped cofound a charity with her sister-" Kara answered.

"Shut up! Who's side are you on anyway?" Taylor was clearly upset that morning, and needed someone to take it out on. "Hey, Meg!" she called.

"Good morning, Taylor." Meg smiled, albeit a little stiffly.

"I just wanted to say have fun on your stupid reward today. It's not like it even matters. Don's not really that into you."

"Oh?"

Taylor sneered at Meg, and continued. "Yeah everybody thinks so. Like Kara-"

Behind Taylor, Kara was waving her hands and mouthing 'no.'

"And Brianne, and basically you should just do yourself a favor and go home before you're sent there."

Remy, out of nowhere, shot to Meg's side. "Keep your big fat mouth shut!" she said, sticking up for her friend. "You're just jealous that we won, fair and square. So keep your bitterness to yourself."

**Kara, 20- "I swear, whenever there is drama, Remy instantly appears. It's like she has a fifth sense of something."

Pouting, Taylor turned away. "Just watch, in the end, you two will be the losers, and you'll be sorry you tested me!"

Chanel, passing by, added, "Girl is spent."

* * * *

At breakfast, the girl's were all anticipating the announcement of the date. They didn't have to wait long, for Don immediately stood up.

"Can Remy and Meg join me up here please? Yesterday, you all did a phenomenal job, and it makes me happy to see ten beautiful women will do that much to win a date with me."

He continued. "Today we will be going to a fancy catering hall, where we will be treated to deluxe service, a buffet, fireside chats, and of course, dancing. Now, this may be fun with two girls, but I think four is a whole lot better."

At this all the girls jumped for joy, thrilled that two more had an opportunity to go on this amazing date.

**Tiffanie, 25- "I'd just die if Remy or Meg picked me. I'd be so exciting, a perfect chance for me to connect with Don."

"Remy, why don't you go first?"

"Alright! Well, this girl worked really hard yesterday, and she's my good friend. I really feel like Vita deserves to come with us." Remy told the bachelorettes.

"OH MY GOODNESS!" Vita ran up. "Thanks so much!" she threw her arms around Don and Remy.

"Meg, who do you pick?"

Meg scanned the remaining girls, and as she did so, her eyes fell on Taylor. Who would make Taylor the most upset?

"Brianne! Why don't you come?"

"Um... okay." Brianne mumbled. She hadn't really spoken to Meg. "Thanks. Now I have to do my hair, and pick an outfit... wowee!"

"Alright, ladies, let's get this party started!" Don yelled.