Maxon's POV
I must have fallen asleep at some point last night because my mom woke me up.
"Time to get up, honey." She whispered.
I rolled over and groaned. I really don't want to get up right now. I haven't slept in forever.
"We need to go get America!"
That caught my attention. I say up immediately, "Well let's go then!" I said.
I ran out of the room my mom trailing behind. When we got to the planes she gave me a quick hug and I got on. She needed to stay behind with dad.
I waved to her as we took off and she ran inside.
Now my job was to find America.
America's POV
I think that some part of me was actually thinking that Maxon would come for me. I know I'm wrong, but I can't stop my self from hoping. The rebels have come and beat me up who knows how many times since the broadcast. I think that they want me to already look bad when they kill me.
I should probably go back to sleep anyway. It keeps me from thinking about tomorrow.
Maxon's POV
We flew all day and as we were landing it was dark.
We had one day to find America.
And still, we were no where close.
Another short chapter sorry. It will get longer and better. This was just kinda a connecter chapter.
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~Indy
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Selection Fanfiction
FanfictionAmerica and Maxon have been getting close but he never seems to end the Selection! Things keep getting in the way! America is now sure she wants Maxon but it's hard with all the things getting in her way. Such as Maxon's father, Kriss, and the rebel...
