The Selection without America?

America Sing(er)

America's POV
I watched Kamber and Prince Maxon dance. Kamber had a big smile on her face and Maxon's face looked happy and calm. They looked so cute together. When the dance was done Maxon bowed and Kamber curtsied and made her way over to me. I didn't see what happened to Maxon but I didn't care.

"Mer I just spent like the last 3 minutes in PRINCE Maxon's arms and it was amazing. I didn't even feel too nervous because I knew if I messed up he wouldn't care!!" Kamber said jumping up and down.
"Yeah I saw. It was so beautiful to watch. I'm so happy for you Kamber!" I said putting a great big smile on my face.

The night passes with me by Kamber's side. Her talking to the selected and some guards. Her talking to her parents and siblings. Aspen not there of course. I felt out of place. I knew Kamber didn't need me and I was just there because she wanted me by her side. I mean I totally don't belong in this world. The glamour, the high class, the expensive food, beautiful palace. I didn't belong here really at all. I was just a singer. A five. I had no place here.

While I was spacing out I heard Kamber's voice screaming my name.
"America!! America!!" She screamed over and over again. I guess she walked away from me at one point while I was zoning out.
"Coming" I scream over the music and people chatting. "What do you need?" I ask a little worried. "Is your heart hurting? How much? You think you could make it to the medical wing? You should really s-" I got cut off.
"I'm fine America!!" Kamber said laughing. "I just wanted you to sing" she said brightly and handed me a mic. Oh. No.
"Umm maybe we should leave the singing to a professional" I stuttered.
"America I want you. My best friend from forever to sing at the palace for my birthday. So please sing!!" She begged and clasped her hand together and shook them back and forth.
"Fine Kamber." I gave in. "Just one" I said and took the mic.
"Thanks Mer. Love you too!!" She said and skipped over to the singer now which was the one and only Taylor Swift. Tylor looked over at me and smiled and nodded to whatever Kamber was saying.

Kamber and Taylor left the stage and everyone was booing at their leaving. Kamber pushed me onto the stage and gave me a thumbs up. Crap. What song do I sing? What song do I know by heart? Dang I'm so nervous. What am I suppose to say? Am I suppose to say anything or just sing? Wha- I was searching the audience when a pair of sparkling brown eyes crashed with mine. Some reason they were calming me down. Almost telling me that I was going to be fine. That it was alright. I could do this.

I took a deep breath and said into the mic.
"Hello."
"Hello" people responded.
"I'm one of Kamber's friends and she said that she would like me to sing so being a good friend I am, I took the stage. I will be singing one of Kamber's favorite songs. Better Place, Rachel Platten." I counted and gave the band a beat. I've never played with a band only with my mom on keyboard. Well there's always a first time for everything I guess. I started singing.

While I was singing the room was empty. No one else was in it. I was back in my room. Laying on my bed singing. My room. My bed. Aspen. My mind thought. I didn't want to think about him. Not now. Not at this special moment for Kamber. I tried to push the thought of him away into the back of my mind. But like beach balls on the ocean they always resurfaced. I couldn't stop the tears. I choked. My voice went hoarse and my voice cracked. I moved my hand to cover my mouth. The band stopped. Everyone looked at me. I heard whispers. The whispers just sounded like noise. Their faces blurred together. I started crying. Hard. I tried to wipe my eyes so I could see to get off stage. I faintly heard Kamber saying my name. I ran past her. I couldn't breath. I didn't know where I was going but as soon as I saw double doors I flew out them... into the gardens.

I ran and ran till I found a bench and I sat on he ground in my dress and got it dirty. I mourned for all the hard work Lucy, Mary, and Anne put into this dress for me. I cried. I cried for the ruined dress, for Aspen, for me singing, and for me not telling Kamber anything about me and Aspen. I laid my head on the bench and it was cool. I moved my head so the bench would hit my cheek. The bench was cold against my warm skin. I cried a bit more before I heard foot steps coming my way. I ducked hoping they wouldn't see me. A girl who is crying over a boy. A girl who is crying over her friendship. A girl who is crying over a dress. I'm pathetic. The steps pass me and go off into the distance. I was safe. All alone. All by myself.

A few minutes later I calmed myself down and just breathed in and out. In and out. I sniffed a few time. Me and my stupid nose that runs when I cry. I here foot steps again and I was too broken. Too depressed. Too weak to move. That's when I find out who it was.

"America?" Prince Maxon asked.

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