Chosen

Peridot

"And then China took over America, in order to satisfy our debts to them and then we became Ondalina. After many centuries, all of our coast was flooded, and the only remaining land of our esteemed country were our 5 states." the teacher pointed to a map on the wall. "And they were, class?"
Everyone tiredly recited "Ooda, Pest, Norta, Soger, and Ondalina State."
"That is correct class. Class dismissed. Good day to you all"
I hopped out of my seat and began my long trudge home. While everyone else ran and skipped around me, I kept my head down and a solemn expression on my face. I was a Sweeper after all, the lowest of the low. I wasn't even supposed to be going to school, but because of my intelligence the school let me stay on.
School was the only highlight of my day. At home the only person there was Brigan, a cruel man who beat me if I breathed to loudly. He was a Builder. Only a step up from me.
What I would give to be a Purple, those being the royals. In reality, I would settle for anything, as long as my meal consisted of more then a piece of stale bread and a flask of water. To be purple: the royals, or Star: the celebrities, singers, actresses and models, or a Brain: the professors and teachers, or maybe a Mud:all of the farmer's and gardeners. I could be a Color:all of the artists or musicians, or a Builder: the building laborers. I want to be anything, just not a Sweeper, the lowest of the low.
But although, in my mind my life may have been a burning fiery hell, I couldn't do anything to change it. I was born into my role and it was my reality. The only ways to change what role you had in society were to A; buy yourself out (like that was going to happen) or B; Win the princes heart in the Choosing. And that was what I was determined to do.