It started during the swimsuit photoshoot...

The pageant held a swimwear photoshoot by the pool during their first day at the resort. Along with the other girls, Bria proudly wore a two-piece white bikini (maybe a size too small, given the amount of cleavage she was showing) with the "Minnesota" sash draped across her chest. Some of the girls seemed nervous, even self-conscious, before the cameras, so Bria was happy to appear front-and-center during many of the group shots, hopeful this would somehow tip the contest in her favor. Each of the girls also had individual posed shots taken. The cameramen were professional, almost disinterested, as they photographed the young beauties for almost an hour, and then it was over. "We'll do the gown photos tonight in Ballroom D," the director announced as his crew packed up their equipment and made their way to lunch.

"That was fun!" Kristen announced perkily as the roommates assembled at poolside.

"I know, this little outfits are adorable! I can't believe the photoshoot is over already!" Bria lamented. "I wish we could keep getting our pictures taken!"

"Well, they were just the official photographers," Rolanda explained to her impressionable acquaintances. "Sounds like you girls are ready to begin your modelling careers, and I know just how..."

"I was thinking about doing some sightseeing today..." Jessica ventured, twisting her 'Virginia' sash nervously.

"Sightseeing around here?!" Kristen sneered.

"Mah daddy wanted me to visit the local war memorial, as we had some ancestors fight in this area during the war between the states," Jessica explained, blushing slightly as she glanced at Rolanda. Suspecting confederate sympathies, Rolanda glared at her.

"No Jessica, come with us," Bria pleaded. "We're celebrities this week, royalty even! Let's make some memories together to remember forever!" Kristen squealed her agreement, and as Jessica relented the three shared a celebratory embrace, before turning to Rolanda and awaiting her directions...