The Selection

Chapter 4

          I am at my send off. It's amazing how much people care about the prince's new wife. I have a second truck sending thousands of flowers to my house. Thousands. I have never seen anything so beautiful as a truck full of flowers. I'll write to my mom as soon as I arrive, and ask her what she will do with them.
         Since I live in Angeles, I don't have to fly, and I am just riding in a limousine. There is a piano, a sofa, a plush rug, a mini bar, a television the size of my bedroom, and what surprised me the most, a powder room. It is the second most amazing thing I have ever seen in my life. The first being Prince Mason. Duh. He is so dreamy! And to think, I, a humble teacher's daughter, will live in the same place as the Prince of Illea. I have never been happier. I know I could never win. Who would pick me over some full time model? Not the prince, that's for sure, but I hope I get to date him, at least once. Or, who knows, I could be the perfect girl for him.
          Oh my Lanta, this Palace is enormous! I have seen it a zillion times on TV, but never did I think I would ever be here in person. This alone satisfies me with my life. Well, kind of, since I raised my expectations in the past few weeks, but still! I walk in, and immediately, Aimee walks up. I know it's her, because she is the only girl I recondise, since I, well, uhh, passed out for two days.
          "HI! I'm Aimee, nice to meet you!"she said.
         " Well, you were the only one I recognize, since I blacked out for two days when I saw my face on the screen."I replied." I was so exited to meet the prince!! "
           At that we squealed in unison, and I knew I had a friend. She is so pretty and poised, but bubbly. She has dark brown hair with golden highlights and chocolate brown eyes. She looks like she could represent Illea. Better than I ever could. 100%