The Selection (YouTube edition)

Chapter 10

The plane ride was uneventful. Jason napped (I think), Kyle was writing letters he would send home about his adventures, Mitch watched a movie, and I just looked out the window. It was amazing to see my home country from so up high. It looked so tiny, just like my hands........ Anyway, the plane ride was about 3 hours. The landing surprised me, it felt bumpy. When we landed, a few security guards came to get us. We lined up, Jason in the front, and me in the back, then walked out. There was a red carpet laid out for us, with red velvet ropes to hold to crowds back. So many people were cheering when we stepped out. It took me a second to get used to my surroundings. There were thousands of people who were cheering, screaming, and holding posters. I looked around. People were actually cheering for me. I know I probably shouldn't have done this, but I started going around and greeting people. Near the plane, a little girl wanted a picture and an autograph. I have both cheerfully. I got pictures with a bunch of people, and gave a bunch of autographs to people who wanted them. It took me 30 minutes to do everything, and I caused my group to run behind schedule. The security guards glared at me when I entered the limo to head the the palace. I, unfortunately had to sit next to Jason. On the ways there he gave me a lecture on why I shouldn't interact with the crowd. "You are the reason we're running behind, Adam. You see, I'm a model, so I know all about this stuff. If you interact with the crowd, everyone will expect you to interact with the crowd every time. You won't always have time to do stuff like that." "Shut up you're just jealous." Mitch said. "Adam made a good impression, and you're just mad." Jason glared at Mitch. "I'm just trying to help poor Adam, after all, I do modeling for magazines, so I know how to handle fame." "I'm perfectly fine Jason, but thanks for the advice." I said. Jason just snorted and rolled his eyes. I looked out the window, not really in the mood for talking. I was amazed! There were even more people that were apparently fans of us! I saw my name on some posters, not as much as Mitch's name though. He seems to already be a fan favorite. Soon, the palace loomed into view. I gulped. It was larger than I imagined. It looked to be made out of quartz, but I wasn't 100 percent sure. The entrance was enormous, with large pillars of quartz and a shiny granite floor. I liked the sound my shoes made when I walked on the granite. All of us were escorted inside to some rooms where we would get "makeovers". Gah, we sounded like teenage girls at a slumber party! I was taken to room 9, where a bunch of staff members were ready to give me.... Let's get this straight, I'm not using the word makeover ok? I sound like a freaking teenage girl. I'm gonna use the word "enhance". It may seem dumb, but it's not as dumb as the work "makeover." "Alright Adam, we're going to do before and after pics, so smile sugar!" A girl with a camera said as she held up a camera. I smiled, not sure of what to think of my surroundings as she snapped a picture, and went to go get pictures of others. The crew of people who were enhancing me bathed me, because apparently I couldn't be trusted to do a good enough job on my own. They scrubbed me head to toe with some fancy soap, and some sweet smelling lotions. I found out the smell is apparently Lavender, which is Alesa's favorite smell. I had a few zits on the side of my face, and they were removed by some fancy cream that I couldn't even pronounce to save my life. They also cleaned up my like two day old beard, and made my hair look nice. Then they dressed me in a black suit with a white tie. I had to admit, I looked pretty fly. I think I was pretty cooperative for these people, but the poor souls who had to fancy up Jason were being yelled at every five seconds. I could hear him yelling at them to do a better job or to get him something to drink. The lady with the camera came by again to do my after picture. I probably improved a lot, I can't wait to see how I looked. I was told to go sit with the other guys in another room, and wait for the other guys to get finished up. After that, Victoria (that lady I talked with on the phone who seems to be in charge of everything) would give us a tour and show us where we would be staying. Hey, I've made it this far, I wonder how the rest of this will turn out?