At breakfast, Trina watches me like a hawk. I eat some eggs and sausage, and then some orange juice. Then, some etiquette lessons - in which, unlike Trina, I don't fall asleep.
Then, it's time for lunch.
"I'm actually wondering if you yelling at me was a dream, because you seem like the old Charlie today."
"I told you, I was just crabby." I smile at her. "I didn't get a chamce to tell you, but I got a date card."
"Really?" Trina asks, choking on her third piece of chicken, while I sit over here and eat my small salad. Not feeling that hungry. Several girls begin to relay the news of our hushed conversation to the other end of the table.
"Yeah. To perform. You know that." She smiles.
"Have fun with that."
"Why are you using that tone of voice with me? " I ask.
"Is that why you're so happy today? Christy spends time with the Prince and you're all moody and angry, but you got a date card and you're radiating positive vibes?"
Sending a glare her way, I tale another bite of my salad. "It's not like that at all. I just feel good today." I say.
She rolls her eyes at me and grabs another piece of chicken.
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Hiding In Plain Sight
FanfictionCharlotte "Charlie" Neal is a Five who, unlike the Prince, has worked every day of her life. At first she signs the paperwork to join his Selection to appease her mother, but her reasons change as she becomes one of the Selected. She'll navigate t...
