The selection (Celeste)

Chapter one

I knew if I was to marry Prince Maxon I would need a little more experience so that when I was there, all he could think of was me and what he wanted from me after each day, if you know what I mean.

So if anyone sees us and asks what we're doing, I'm going to tell them I'm practicing for Prince Maxon. I bet your wondering what I'm doing, well I'll be nice and won't go into much detail but I'm making sure my seductive side is pumped up and ready for Prince Maxon. And I mean, what better practice is there than on a real live guy? I mean, none.

If you don't believe me, try it yourself. I'm sure you'll come to my conclusions.

One week later:

They just didn't want me to leave. They loved me too much.

I heard someone trying to yell over the crowd, "On the count of three yell 'We love you Celeste!"

I then heard someone else yell "ONE!"

Another voice "TWO!"

Then after them, another voice "THREE!"

Then, all together, practically everyone yelled "We love you Celeste!"

I started giggling and giving air kisses to everyone. I even saw some people pretend to grab it out of the air and stuff it in their pockets. I had to remind myself it was just for show and that I didn't really care about any of these people.

How pathetic. And also, ew. I don't want their greasy little fingers all over my beautiful polished air kisses. Those were to be saved for Maxon, who I knew had washed his hands today. For all I know, all of those people could have just gotten done working in a factory. Ew. Just ew.

Why were they here anyways? It's not like I want them here.

If I got to choose who was here, I would have made sure no one lower than a 3 would have even known I was leaving. (A/N: If you've read the book, you would know that when I say lower than a 3 I mean anyone who's a 4-8.)

Well, maybe they would know I was leaving. I mean, what's better than being the fan favorite? Absolutely nothing. Well maybe the crown of Illea... But that was it.

I smiled my award winning; million dollar- literally, I mean, I am a model- smile.

Ok. Yes I know this is short, but I'm trying to get the story out and rolling. Hope dont like and don't hate me!

If you like this story then you should read the actual book in America's POV by the AMAZING author Kiera Cass.

And if you like it you can also read my other The Selection book in Kriss' POV!

Hope you enjoy! Luv ya! :*