The Next's Elite

Chapter 1: The Next's Elite

Chapter 1

The Next's Elite

I was leaving the library at my school with the hands full of books. I need to read all of them for a week. I have to leave school at 3pm and go to check the lesson for final exam tomorrow. That was so busy for many days. 

I walk downstairs to the large hall in the middle of the building. My friend, Jessica, She's walking to me with a poster in her hand and hand it to me. 

"Hey, Rachel! The Next's Elite is beginning! I want it, do you want with me?" She said with a big smile. 

"Hmm..No, No, I'm not. I mean..I'm not interested in it." I said and give back a poster to her. "Don't believe them. They're lying you. Come on..the final exam is coming. Should check the lessons." I finished and leaving her. 

I walk across the bridge and pass the supermarket to the cake shop. I see a lot of posters and the screen in the city are post last year Elite picture. It's the signals that show The Next's Elite is beginning and 60 girls would be join the competition. The last year Elite, Cameron Portman  

is a richest in the New York City. She's from New York City. I sit down at the Cake Shop on the corner of the street. I prepare my books and open, but my phone ring. My mom. I pick up and answer, "Hello! Mom. How are you?" 

"Very fine. When you back home, sweetheart?" My mom answered with the sweet words. 

"Maybe 7pm. I have to read the books." I replied. "Any problems?" I worried. 

"You must be get home at 5pm. I have something surprise to let you know." My mom said with happy voice. I just thinking what she said. She was so happy. I don't know why. 

"Okay, mom. Wait me, I'll be there." I replied. I open the books and start to read. For a moment, a man walks to me and give me a poster about Elite Competition. I read it slowly, 60 girls would be join the new competition to become high class is (elite). All the girls come around the United State of America, and competed with other girls, and have only one girl that can become elite and living with high class forever. Come into red carpet, high fashion, luxury car, bodyguards, can go everywhere. I see last year winner on TV, on screen in New York City, on posters, and everywhere. She was so beautiful, gorgeous, intelligent, and right now she is number 2 of the richest in the world. I want too, but I want to work for president or other more than to be a star and famous. I notice that, every Elite Competition never show how they doing. They only show the opening day, to drop girls, and the final day. I stop read it and continue with my books. 

***** 

At evening, I back home with a lot of cake and ice cream. I leave my books on the living room table and walking to the kitchen to take the cakes and ice cream in refrigerator. My mom is not there. I don't see her. I go up and change my clothes. It's almost 5:30pm so I must be hurry as I can do. I remove my clothes and take a shower. Then, I walk down to the kitchen, I see my mom sit at the table preparing the dinner. Her faces look so happy and strange than before. I sit down and say hello to her. 

"Good evening mom. So, what is surprise that you want to show me?" I said and helping her to prepare dinner. 

"How was your study?" she starts. 

"Good. Tomorrow is final exam," I said. "What happened to you? You look so happy." I noticed her. 

She smiled a bit, and starts to say, "You'll be win!" she stared at me and put a small beef into her mouth. 

"What?" I surprised, "What do you mean...win? I win what?" I said and start to wonder what she going to do. 

"I send your name to Elite Competition." She said. I dropped my spoon. "So from now on you have to stop study for 2 months." She looked at me. 

"Mom!!!" I shouted at her. My face is burn, "Why did you do that to me? Why don't you ask me before you do?...You know, I hate this competition! I never want to be a star!" I shouted at her as loud as I can do. 

"You will love this competition...you will understand what I want you to join it. It's not like you think." She stared to me and gives me a little smile. She holds my hand, "Rachel, my sweetheart. Do it for me." She said. 

"No! No way!" I yanked. I was so angry, but something make me startled. I heard the door knock.  

Someone must be outside. I walk to open the door. Then, I see a man dressing suit with a tie standing in front of my door. He's holding a white letter and smile at me. I don't know who, but behind him I see a Limousine.  

"Who are you?" I asked. He looks gorgeous and rich, but what's he doing right here?. 

"My name Ambrose Furman. I'm from Elite Competition. Today our competition invited you to join The Next's Elite Program of year 2012." He said with a big smile. 

"What???!" I shouted, "Go back! I won't go!" I said and leave him, but my mom dragged me and she say, 

"Rachel, it's the last chance. Do it for me baby..." she whispered and kiss me. She just standing in front of me and look at me. I see a man waiting outside... 

"Okay, I'll go..." I said and hold her. I go up stair to my bedroom to bring my bag and the books. When I go downstairs I leave my mom with tearing and enter a Limousine. She standing at the door and smile at me, until I'm leaving.  

***** 

The car was so comfortable, I can eat anything in this car like coca cola, coffee, champagne, fruit juice, cake, chocolate... I didn't eat anything this evening. I just miss my mom, my school, and my friends. I don't know when I back home and what they gonna do with me. I think there wouldn't be boring because I have a lot of books that I brought. After an hour, the car drive me arrive the tall building that I never seen before in New York City. The Outside of the building look so fantastic. Covered by white color with glasses. This building looks sunshine with the pink and blue light outside the building. I went out of the car by a gentlemen opened the door for me. I look at building quietly. Gorgeous. Wonderful. But one thing, I want back home. The building is not quiet as I think, I see the crowd. I focus, I only see the girls. No gentlemen. The girl's looks beautiful; they dress very well not like me. They waiting in front of the building and looking inside in a great hurry. What they doing? I hope they don't agree with these clothes, and then I can back home. I thought. I'm standing at the corner of the street and looking around. I guess nearly 200 or 300 girls were waiting outside.  

I'm standing for an hour, and then I heard the voice from the crowd screaming...