The Selection: Third Generation

Ch.8: Away From You

Arabella's POV

It's been about three days since the kiss. I can't stop thinking about it. I can't really say the same for Prince Carlisle, as he has been going on multiple dates a day, with everyone but me.

"He is probably getting ready for the first elimination. Don't stress, Ar. He has to do an elimination today because of The Report. It's just how it goes." Ames assures me. She had her date yesterday, and we talked about our dates for hours. It's weird to talk about dating the same guy, but it also isn't because we both are going through this strange situation. It feels nice to have people I can talk to about it.

"Thanks, Ames. I just hope it's none of us." I say, sincerity in my voice.

"You were his first kiss. He is not eliminating you!" Liz says, and I have to shush her. We are in the Women's Room and I haven't told everyone about the kiss. No one else has said they got kissed yet, so I'm staying lowkey about it. The last thing I need is a bunch of jealous girls.

"Liz! I don't want to be here if you guys aren't!"

"Well, too bad. You're staying." Shakira says.

"Yeah, and marrying him," Liz adds, winking at me.

"Woah! I wouldn't go that far!" We all laugh. Again, it's a little weird because we are all dating the same guy, all fighting for him, whether that be for his heart, the crown, or both.

"Mhmm. We'll see about that!" Amie laughs.

"Whatever!" I say, feeling a little awkward, but trying to brush it off.

"I think we should all go get ready for The Report now," Shakira says, nodding towards the clock on the wall. Half the girls were already getting ready, and the Queen had recently left to do the same.

"I guess so," I sigh. We all go to our rooms and my maids jump into action as soon as I'm through the door.

***

I walk into the studio and over to the seats in front to meet the other Selected. I find a seat next to Amie, Elizabeth, and Shakira.

"Where are the other girls?" I ask, noticing that the lights are dimmed, the royals in place, and Gavril is waiting beside the stage. About seven girls are missing.

"They must've been eliminated. I don't see Alysa or Katie." Amie says. I look around again and see she is right.

"Yeah, and Marie, Alice, and Hallie are missing, as well," Elizabeth confirms.

"Alexxis and Melanie are gone, too." I add, noticing the sweet girls from around the same area are not here. They got really close right away and they had just been so nice to everyone.

"Aren't those all the girls he went on dates with this week? Aside from me and Amie?" I ask, whispering.

"I think so," Amie whispers back, her eyes wide. Shakira and Liz nod behind her.

***

After The Report, I decide to go walk through the Palace Gardens to clear my mind. I tell the girls bye at the door, stepping out into the Angeles air. I slip off my shoes, leaving them by the door for now. It's bad enough I'm walking through the gardens in a big ball gown.

You see, we all have to wear fancy dresses for The Report, so my maids made me a huge, princess, baby blue ball gown. Sure, it's gorgeous, but it's a bit much, and not quite my style. I will have to ask them what kind of styles of dresses there are that I could choose from.