The Choosing ✔️

The castle

Graduation I hate to admit was something I looked forward too. I just wanted to be done with school already. Exams were killing me. I step into my high heels, for once glad for the pain. I needed a distraction.

"Girls were going to be late!" Kelly shouts from downstairs.

"Okay mom!" Jane yells back. She finishes her final touch of makeup. "Hurry Paris." She urges me.

"I've been done." I point out to her. Which I have been, for half an hour. We rush down to the car.

"So who is nervous?" Kelly asks smiling from the front seat.

"Me." Jane and I say in unison. Kelly laughs. We arrive on time.

"You look beautiful guys." Harry wraps Jane into a hug. He is the nicest boyfriend that Jane has had. He would always be polite to me unlike a lot of classmates. 

"Thanks," I play nervously with my gown. Jane kisses him on the cheek.

"You too." She smiles at him. If you didn't notice they were the cutest couple.

The ceremony was long. I stood up to give my speech because the Valedvitorian chose me to fill in. He was halfway across the world and I was the second choice for the Valedvictorian spot. I nervously cough before speaking. The speech wasn't too long. It was kind of painful to get through though.

"That was glamorous!" Kelly congratulates me. I smile shyly thanking her.

"Oh Paris looks like your ride is here," Jane says in a sing-song voice. I turn and sure enough a limo was waiting on the curb. A lady comes out.

"Angel Paris Paterson?" The lady blinks looking at me. I nod sticking out my hand. She shakes it. "You are to come with me." She states.

"I-" I start to say but Jane cuts me off.

"Of course but first she needs to say goodbye." Jane grabs my arm pulling me into a hug. "Come with me." She grins like she was hiding a secret. I follow her to the bathroom. "Here you go." She gives me a gift bag. I open it.

"Oh Jane you shouldn't have!" I tear up. It was the outfit I picked out online.

"Yes I should have. Just don't wear it-" She starts but I kick her out and start to dress. "Now!" She finishes her sentence. I grin smiling proudly at my self. If I have to go then I go my way.

"Oh god, they are going to kill me! Get your bloody ars in there and change!" Jane shrieks. I shake my head, hugging her. She groans biting her lip.

"You do look good though." She smiles lopsidedly.

"Thanks again." I loop my arm through hers.

"Just get out there." She makes her way out.

"Take Ella too my Aunts." I remained her with a hug. Jane doesn't answer.

"Just kick their butt's!" Jane says with a final hug. I smile and take Ella in my arms one last time.

"Be good. I'm coming home soon." I felt my eyes water. "Remember to let Jane read you the story at night and don't eat or drink anything I wouldn't give y-you." My voice cracked as I start to sob. With a final kiss on Ella's chubby cheek, I leave waving to them.

"You're a mother?" The lady asks stricken by surprise. I sniff wiping my tears.

"No." Is all I say to her the whole ride. I hated that the windows are tinted. I turn on the T.V. in the limo and my face appears.

"It appears that Angel Paris might be a mother. She was crying while talking to a baby girl before departing." The reporter states. I frown not knowing why I hadn't seen any cameras before. Another girl appears showing her saying goodbye to her family and friends. I sigh changing it. The ride was an hour and a half because of the long traffic.

"We are here." The lady tells me. I look up from the cooking show. The limo has stopped. I open the door before the chauffeur could. People were everywhere. I blink swallowing. I move forward glad for the fence between us. A girl about five was holding a sign in the air. A handshake from Paris, it wrote. I made a beeline for her. I grabbed a tiny hand and shook it.

"Move away," The guards warn me. I did waving at the people who called my name before slipping into the palace.

"That was unnecessary." The lady informs me. I ignore her looking at the girls in the living room. There was thirty to be exact. All will be leaving the next morning if the prince was really picky. They all stared at me and then started to whisper in groups. I ignore them too and sit on a chair.

"Hi, I'm Stacey!" A girl introduces herself with two kisses on each cheek. "I'm from France. Paris to be exact. And I think you're middle name is Paris! Such a coincidence! Have you ever been there?" She has this cheery aura in her. A smile on her face. Her red hair in a braid. To say she was pretty is an understatement. She was the prettiest of them all!

"Hi, I'm Angel though people call me Paris. I never went to Paris but I want to one day. I'm from here." I say lamely taken aback by her hospitality. I felt at ease with her.

"Why are you talking to her?" A girl on Stacey's right whispers though I can hear perfectly.

"Because I can, so I will," Stacey replies easily. Then she turns back to me. " People these days! Anyhow, what school did you come from?" She asks looking curiously at me.

"Fisher High. Um do you know why everyone is talking about me?" I don't normally like to gossip but this had to do with me so it's an exception.

"You know because of being a mother and all." She answers uneasily.

"I'm not!" I pursed my lips in a thin line. "She is my sister," I say softly.

"Oh I knew that. They wouldn't have picked you otherwise. People just want something to gossip about is all." Stacey laughs it off.

"Yes they do." I agree nodding as someone enters. The butler.

Everyone stands if they weren't already, too excited for the news. I stay seated.

"The maids will show you to you're rooms, dinner is at six the prince will have tea with everyone before that," he announces making the girls squeal.

"Pick a partner that you would like to stay next to." Says a official lady that was in charge of us. Stacey picks me. "The maids will show you to your rooms. Also don't unpack until tomorrow." She offers a tight smile. We follow the maids as we were assigned rooms. Stacey's right next to mine as promised.

I hear a soft knock on the bathroom door connecting the rooms. "Come in," I say and Stacey enters.

"Hey, these rooms look the same except for colors. Guess they didn't want us to feel like one is more special than the other." She shrugs seating down on my bed. I liked how she acted like we were long lost, friends. I'm going too like her, I think to myself. "Oh look at that dress!" She exclaims. I turn to the t.v.

"That's my favorite show," I tell her smiling. It was Say Yes To The Dress. I just loved judging the dresses.

"Me too!" She exclaims grinning. "Gosh that is too fluffy." She states and I agree. We watch until she leaves for her tea with the prince.

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