Chapter 1 America POV

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Six years before the Selection
Okay my parents told me we're moving to Angeles to work in the palace as Fives.
What?
I don't want to move there. And be a stupid singer for the royal family. What if they hate me?
Now we're in the limo going to the palace. I look out the window until Mom called.
"America are you really okay?" She asked.
I turn around and replied. "I'm fine. I'm just nervous."
"Don't be. You'll be wonderful. Especially tonight we're going to perform at Prince Maxon's birthday ball." Mom assured.
What tonight is Prince Maxon stupid birthday party! I screamed in my head.
"Okay." I said as I rolled my eyes and turn back around to look out the window.
We made it to the palace. The staff help us with our stuff and show us to our rooms.
When I got in my room. Three maids waited for me and introduced them selves as Anne Mary and Lucy. I told them to leave me alone in a nice way. It took a while.
Finally they got the hint and left me. I walk to the bed and take a good nap.

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