As I arrived at the airport and approached where the other ladies were waiting I had to make a brief stop in the hallway which made my escort look at me weirdly. For I have forgotten something very important for my future plans. I DO NOT know how to make friends. How could I forget something so important?! I'm doomed! I am the most antisocial person in the world! Being a model guarantees nothing in your social life! The only friend I have I have known since infancy, the models I know are mean and top it all I almost never went to parties! My mother did make me go to some but other than that I was always reading, studying, planning, taking care of the charities and many other things. I mean, I do know how to fake being nice and friendly so maybe I should just do that for now?
While I was having my mild panic attack, my escort was patiently waiting until it became obvious that I wasn't about to move. When he realized this he began calling my name until I finally came to my senses and moved. Okay, not a big deal I just have to smile and not be bitchy, that's all, it's not rocket science.
I walked a bit more and arrived at where the ladies were waiting, my escort signaled the way and then left. I smiled and walked up to them and as I was getting closer I saw it. Bright red hair. Then piercing blue eyes, beautiful is the only thing that came to mind. Maybe I was staring too hard because the next thing I know is that those piercing blue eyes are looking straight at me. I kept eye contact for a moment but the smile that I practiced so hard for was gone, for I have met the most beautiful woman I have ever witnessed, except for the mirror I have never seen such beauty.
As I looked away from her I noticed the other two girls, they were staring blankly at me with mouths open for I know that I am quite a beauty and it is hard to look away. Let's smile so they know I'm friendly, so I smile.
"I'm sorry, I'm late aren't I?" I say, in a shy voice I've practiced countless of times "I do apologize, there was a setback" I say "Well hello, I'm Celeste, nice to meet you"
After my brief introduction they didn't seem as scared or baffled as before, they smiled and looked at each other as if deciding who to present themselves first. Until America came forward.
"Hello, I'm America" she said "This is Marlee and this is Ashley, we haven't wait for long so don't worry"
Two blond girls, pretty, Ashey's stay will be brief for she will be disqualified soon and dear Marlee, such an unfortunate fate. I am hoping to change your fate if I can.
"Oh well then that's a relief" I said "Nice to meet you all, I hope we get along"
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The Selection: I was reborn as Celeste Newsome
RomanceOnce upon a time in a novel there was a prince that needed a wife, for that to happen, all the young ladies in the kingdom from the age of sixteen to twenty were to enter The Selection. In a futuristic world where society is divided into castes, wi...