We’re on to the penul-mate day of Will’s Bachelor Challenge! Last -me, Will said goodbye to Lilah Whedon, the only contestant who had failed to get crush hearts or even make friends with him. Blame it on the incompa-ble zodiacs.
“Ready to start watching the ﬁEh day?” Lily asked.
“I am.” Sabriel didn’t look at her. “Where’s Arthur?”
“Gooﬁng oﬀ with the gypsy matchmaker. He’s gone and decided that everyone needs to have a date for the post‐challenge party.”
“Well, that’s not such a bad—“ “Everyone. Including me.” “Really?” Usually, Arthur wasn’t like that.
“Yes. I keep telling him that I don’t want a date and I’m not like him, but he keeps insis-ng in this really nicey‐nice way that I can’t decide I don’t want a date if I’ve never had one.” It sounded like she hadn’t expected it, either.
Lily sat down next to Sabriel. “You really never have dated anyone, have you?” “No. Well, dates aren’t available, but I’ve never done anything more than look at someone to see if he or she might be hot. They never are. And aside from a random want to kiss someone when I ﬁrst became an adult, I haven’t cared.”
“You sDll might want to be with someone at some point,” Lily suggested. “No. I don’t. I’d rather manage everyone else’s roman-c lives than have one of my own. So can we talk about Will and his da-ng life instead of mine?”
“Sure.” Lily might have to talk with everyone later, but it would probably be a beSer idea to go forward with the ﬁEh day of the challenge. “Want me to go get Arthur?” “If you want. I’m not going to.”
Now that it was Day 5, everyone got to be in the hot tub. Elaine and Lulu engaged in a splashing war while Will and Sara talked about Faye.
Will brought up the subject of how hot Faye had been.
Arthur shook his head. “That’s…that’s a really bad idea.” “Even I know that,” Sabriel answered.
Aside from Faye, Will had a serious ques-on for everyone: “In the last two days, two people have told me that they didn’t want to be here. So—do the rest of you want to be here? If not, we don’t have to go through this.”
Lulu broke the silence: “Have I ever acted like I didn’t want to be here?” “Well, maybe—” Will started. “Maybe the ﬁrst day. The ﬁrst day is always a mess. But—you don’t even know how much I want to be here now.”
“And you know that I want to win this challenge,” Elaine said. “I haven’t ever shown any sign that I don’t want to win.”
“Me too,” Sara chimed in. “As much as I like playing catch with all of you, I want to win if I s-ll can.”
Sara broke the silence. “So, who’s looking forward to kissing aEer this?”
CONFESSIONAL!!1!1 from Sara: I tried to make a case today, but I’m preJy sure that I’m not really in the running anymore. I’ve had a great Dme with the other bacheloreJes, though.
AEer the hot tub, the three remaining compe-tors relaxed over a game of poker as they wait for Will to do his confessional and start calling them in for the kissing.
Lulu looks preSy conﬁdent. I’d be preSy conﬁdent if I was her, especially if I was Jack Buccaneer’s daughter and had learned any of his tricks.
But Sara and Elaine are deﬁnitely going to put up a ﬁght on this hand.
CONFESSIONAL!!1!1 from Will: It’s geKng a lot harder to decide now that I know everyone wants to be here. Sabriel and Arthur, you were here at the beginning to tell me not to go with Marielle. I know I didn’t want to hear it, but now, it’s geKng harder to choose.
“I thought you wanted to be here.” Will looked away from Sara.
“I do. But I know you like Elaine and Lulu beSer. If I’m going to ﬁnd somebody, I don’t think it’s going to be here.” “But—” Will stopped. “You’re right. I was probably going to say goodbye to you today.”
“I’ve had a great -me with you, though. I hope we can stay friends.” “Friends, sure. Beneﬁts, no, so you can save the ﬂir-ng for the others from this point on.”
When Will came downstairs, he joined Lulu at the table. “How are you doing?” he asked. “Am I going home?”
“No,” Will told her. “So—” What was going to happen on the last day of the compe--on? Was there really any chance that Will would choose her over Elaine? Even if he did, would it ever work?
“I like you a lot, Lulu.” Will smiled. “I’m going to give you some advice that I have a lot of trouble taking back home: You don’t have to worry.”
Predictably, when Sara entered the room, the conversa-on turned to sports.
Because Sara hadn’t oﬃcially bowed out of the compe--on like Faye and Lilah had, they held the formal elimina-on in the foyer again. “I’m sorry. I’m going to miss you,” Will said. “You sure you’re going to be okay?”