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The next morning I woke up at 8:00. I rolled over to see if Blair was awake, but could hear her snoring underneath the mountain of blankets.

I got up quietly and walked over to the dresser. I pulled out cropped spandex running pants and a herringbone patterned pullover.

I slid on my socks and carried my shoes and iPod down to the kitchen.

I began stretching in the driveway, thinking about the night before.

Ideally, there would be four rose ceremonies and the only people who would leave would be Cameron and her small army.

But that's not reality. And reality states that there are eleven more people who won't be getting a rose.

And here I am still not sure what I wanted from this.

I started to run and think about this whole situation. I hadn't been able to go for a run since we got here and my brain was getting clogged up.

I rounded the corner and hummed along with the music playing.

"She be my queen since we were sixteen. We want the same things, we dream the same dreams alright." I laughed out loud to myself, thinking about the music video we watched a few days ago.

"Cause I know, I know, I know for sure." Niall sang and I smiled.

An hour later I ran into the driveway and stretched my legs.

"I wondered where you went." Blair said when I walked into the kitchen.

"Sorry, I didn't want to wake you." I said and she smiled.

"Thank you very much. There's a date card today, I don't know if you want to shower before." She said.

"Nah, I'm glowing." I joked, flipping my hair dramatically. "I can shower after."

"Are you humming One Direction?" She asked, a knowing look on her face.

"What? No. You're crazy." I said, walking into the living room.

Before she could respond, Chris walked in with a note.

"Here you go ladies." He said with a smile.

"Kirsten, Ashley, Mae, Faith, Blair, Olivia, Gemma, Lexi, Kimberly, Lindsey,  Britt, and Cameron. Want to see the set of a music video? Wear a bathing suit! Niall" Lindsey read and we all frowned.

"Huh?" Faith said.

"Wasn't What Makes You Beautiful filmed at the beach?" Britt asked.

"Oh yeah!" Blair said.

"You leave in two hours." Chris said, walking out of the room.

Blair and I walked to our room and I pulled out the bikinis I brought.

"Jeez Mae." Blair laughed.

"Hey, we're in LA. I wanted to be prepared." I defended.

I went to the bathroom and pulled on the plain black bottoms with tribal print bandeau.

"What are you wearing over it?" I asked Blair and she shrugged.

"Just regular clothes I guess."

I pulled out my favorite black romper and slid my feet into plain leather sandals.

"Let's go!" I cried, putting my sunglasses on and grabbing a towel.

We walked through the kitchen and Blair grabbed a water bottle.

We were the first two people in the living room, and found Niall sitting on the couch in hawain print swim trunks.

"Nice." I said, nodding at his pants.

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