The past two months have been hell. I have been paranoid the whole time. Every day I worry that Ms. Aceti who is still in jail will say something. Then I will go to jail and be killed like my dream. What Hanna and I did was way worse than what Ms. Aceti did. But soon my worries will be over. Ms. Aceti's trial was last week. She is going to be executed in two days. Hanna cried. I wanted to. Everything about this is unfair. Someone finds true love and is not allowed to have it because of hair color. Of all things hair color is all it is. Something we can't control.
Hanna and I have barely talked since we came back from the factory. We are still best friends. But we have both been living in fear. Fear of someone finding out. I was really worried when I gave Kim her note from Grace.
A guard came from the factory, he had left her door open. I was walking back from my Science class, and she was in her room with a guard. I had been carrying around the note since I had gotten back. I didn't want it out of my sight. I sunk into Kim's room and put it on the edge of her desk. It is two months later and she still carries it with her everywhere she goes. It's sweet.
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Well, todays the day. I have to get dressed in my best outfit and go to the conference room. Today Prince Mitch or should I say King Mitch will be picking his queen. I know I won't get picked but I still am really terrified. I don't want to go. I am a mess from yesterday when Ms. Aceti was killed, it was a hard day.
Hanna and I walk to the conference room. The way Mitch will choose is speed dating. Everyone is asked the same questions. I still don't know what is going on between Hanna and Mitch, but I know my best friend is leaving in a couple of hours.
We reach the door and wait for our turn. I am the last person and I am after Hanna. I am shaking. I know I won't be picked but still, he is the king. I am meeting the king!
I walk into the small room with a table, across the circular table sits the king. Mitch has brown hair and eyes, the perfect combination in this world. He is gorgeous, I won't lie. I have no chance. Hanna is leaving. I look around. There are guards everywhere. They will make this whole thing awkward. After sitting for what seems like an eternity while Mitch is writing down, something on a paper that says Hanna's name he speaks.
"Hi Eva." He says with his smooth voice
"Hi" I squeak out
"Okay you have 5 minutes to answer the 3 questions." He explains "Ready?"
I nod my head and a guard in the corner starts a timer.
"What kind of person are you and what kind of person do you want to be?"
What? Okay um. Time limit Eva! Think!
"I am a quiet girl. I have very strong opinions. I like to think I am a kind person. I hope to be strong, and live up to be the way my father would have wanted." I say strongly
Is that good enough? Ugh, stop staring guards!
"Great." He says not sounding very convincing
"What is your current opinion on the city."
Do I tell the truth? Say the city Is stupid? No.
"It's great. Actually no, it needs some improvements. It could be better." I say
Why did I say that? I am so stupid!
"Okay" Mitch says nodding
"Last one," He says being interrupted by a guard saying "1 minute sir"
"Thank you, what would you try to do if you were queen?"
Save the blondes. Yeah no.
"I would try to make more places sell cake." I say
He laughs before writing something down. I screwed up. Cake? Really? I won't get picked and Mitch is dumb, but I had one chance to impress the king and I say cake? Cake?
"Okay you are done, I will say the results in an hour in the mess hall."
I am about to get up out of the chair that is sticking to me because of my sweat before he grabs my wrist and pulls me close. What is he doing. He turns my head.
He whispers in my ear "Ms. Polan, I saw you."
He saw me. The night with Hanna. He knows I snuck out. What will happen now? Do I have to live in fear.
Before he lets me go he says "Laugh like I said something funny."
I nervously laugh and run out of the room.
Everything is wrong. Hanna will be leaving in an hour and the king knows I snuck out of school. To the blonde factory. I walk to the mess hall to wait the hour with all of the seniors. I sit and Hanna and I's table.
"How'd it go?" She asks when I sit down
"Okay I guess."
She can't know anything. I try to enjoy my last hour with Hanna. But I am just a mess. I am so worried, he knows.
After what seems like forever. Mitch walks in with his 10 guards and goes to the front of the room. He looks around the room before starting to speak.
"Not long ago, my mother and father left. Left to a better place, but they are gone. I had not expected to be king at the age of 19. I assumed my parents would live much longer. It has been a hard time, I miss them deeply but the city needs a leader. I am that leader. But I can't do it all by myself. I need a queen. I have met many lovely and fantastic girls today. But only one that has truly made an impact. She will be your queen and my wife."
The whole time I just think of Hanna. Something is going on with those two. How else would they know each other? Goodbye best friend.
"The woman I will marry is..."
Hanna Pexi I just keep thinking.
"Eva Polan."
WHAT? Did he just say that?
"Please come up here Eva!" He yells.
Hanna kicks me with her high heel and I get up and walk to the front. I go to the front and he hugs me. I just don't understand I said cake, not something intelligent. He knows, he saw.
"We will be married in a month time." He announces
I walk with him and the guards to my room to pack my things. I stuff all of my personal belongings to a bag. They said don't pack clothes since they will have dresses for me at the castle. This isn't happening. I am not going to be the queen. I am dreaming. I must be.
Before I get into the car that will take us the castle, I hug Hanna goodbye.
"How?" I whisper to her
"I know how." She whispers back
"Call me" She says giving me one last hug
How does she know. Well she knows Mitch. But I thought they loved each other. Guess not. Or maybe they do. I don't know anymore.
We drive south to the castle, or should I say home.
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Teen FictionIt was pointless wishing, she was blonde. One last option. Dye. Eva Polan was sent into high school, but she shouldn't have. With the world separated into blondes and browns, things are awful. The blonde's treaty poorly while brunettes being prais...
