Another Selection Story

Chapter 14: Louise

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Louise POV

I tried to sleep but I just couldn't. I mean, the bed was comfy and all, it was just...weird.

I remembered the famous story of Queen America when she couldn't breathe and the guards wouldn't let her out. Then Maxon came to the rescue and let her out and they met the first night.

When I had first heard that story I didn't understand why on earth she couldn't breathe. But now that I'm here in this stuffy room with this new lifestyle, I could probably understand.

With that in mind, I fell asleep.

Later...

I woke up drenched in sweat. it was still dark. I was panting like a maniac. I need air. Remembering Queen Americas story again, I decided not to go downstairs to the guards. I ran to the nearest window and yanked it open. It wasn't enough.

Not thinking, I squeezed through the window. Think skinny think skinny. I chanted.

Pop! My hips came through. Well now I was just hanging on a window. No longer panting or feeling the need for fresh air, I calmed down.

I'm awake now, why not go explore? I climbed down the castle wall, finding tiny wedges to fit my feet into. Finally, I made It to the grass. It was so soft. I wiggled my toes. We didn't have green fresh grass at home. It was brown and pokey. Looking around, I concluded no one was around. I bit my lip nervously and ran and ran and ran into the cool summer night. There is something so pleasing about running in the night. It's like suddenly running isn't tiring. I twirled around in my nightgown, feeling like Lady Raquel. This must be what it feels like to not care what anyone else thinks.

Ill admit it, I like to be a girly girl and wear pretty dresses and I want the cliche romance. I just don't show it on the outside.

After another minute of running and twirling, I decided to rest. I sat on a nearby bench and looked up at the stars. I remember me and my dad used to do this. Almost every other night we would have mini campouts in our back yard. We would make designs in the stars. I was always happy then. I wasn't negative. I was more like Lady Raquel all the time.

But then bandits came to our village. And everything changed. And it was all my fault. That's when I stopped being so positive. Because just when everything is great, something worse has to make up for it. If I had only been faster...

I shoved the memory out of my mind. I did not want to relive that one.

A twig snapped, interrupting my thoughts. I jerked my head around and saw a manly figure. Prince Taigen.

Shoot!

"Got tired of twirling?" He asked, a smirk in his voice. I remained silent. He saw all that?!? After a few seconds of getting no response from me, he sighed.

"Oh so you're one of those girls." I gave him a questioning glance.

"You're the kind of girl who only came for the money for your family, you were angry when you actually got selected, and are determined to not have fun here."

Shoot he knows my master plan.

I laughed a little.Yup, that about sums it up. It was almost infuriating that he knew me so we'll somehow.

"Will you at least tell me your name?" He asked. I hesitated.

"Louise."

"Well, Louise, I must say, you have very nice climbing skills. I'm assuming you climb out of windows a lot?"

Once again, how did he know?

I shrugged. It's getting late. I stood up to leave.

"Please, let me escort you to your room."

"No thank you." I simply stated and ran back to the wall leading to my bedroom. But before I could get far, he grabbed my wrist. I tried wrenching it free, but to no avail. He waited patiently until I stopped struggling. Prince Taigen looked into my eyes. I wa suddenly aware of my awful hair and no make up.

"I very much appreciate you coming here, even though it is for just the money. There are many girls who came here just for the crown, and that's awfully frightening sometimes."

He looked at my hand, kissed it, and then walked away without another word. I shook my head. Boys. My eyes were almost completely adjusted. How long had I been out here?

In the distance I saw him unmistakably shake his head as if he were too thinking: Girls.

As I sat in my be that night I realized that I has just relived the Queens story. Shoot.