The Mating Games Cherryle's Story

Part 7

      

           Ever since I left my room I've been hearing whispers like "whoa who's she?" And "didn't know there was a model here!" It's making me nervous to say the least. I know to these people I may seem so confident with myself but in reality I'm kinda shy and awkward in society.

I scan the room for my friend Annebell, she's not here! All the seats have been filling in and there's none left... but she still isn't here! I decide to go ask someone and so I go to ask the president.  I stand up and walk over to him.

"Hey umm, president?" I ask as I glance around the room once more.
"Yes Cherryle?" He replies already knowing my name from the times I've been sued for breaking of limbs.
"Umm I was wondering if my friend Annebell Was here? Her name was called for this as well and she too passed out." I say attempting to strike a memory of his to get the answer sooner.
"Hm, oh yes I remember! She was riding her bike and broke her wrist, she cannot participate this year sadly." He says, sincerity and concern lacing his voice.

That sneaky little devil! How did I not think of that?! Ugh why is she outsmarting me?! I think as I reply with a simple 'thanks' and walk back to my seat very agitated.

"Alright everyone, since everyone's here, every race included, we will go around the table introducing ourselves and saying a thing about yourselves!"  The three leaders say together as if they had practiced.
They got whoops and cheers from everyone but me... who was debating what to say, hm alright I got it!

Most people had gone telling really detailed thing about themselves trying to metaphorically present themselves on a silver platter. It was my turn next...
"Hi, my names Cherryle Rosebirch and I hate the games that will be all, next!" I say threateningly and intimidatingly.

I hear more whispers and I get really aggravated thinking if the food doesn't get here soon enough I'll end up murdering people.
Soon enough I hear the Alpha announce that dinner will be served. We make a toast to the Mating Games (which I sit out on) and dig in.

I'm done before anyone else and is starting to taste the juice when I notice something that I've taught myself to withstand... knockout drugs! I stand instantly and yell "nobody touch the juice! It's drugged!" And I was soon to find that everyone else had already drank it and in that instant, the drug kicked in and everyone but me, the three leaders and their children are passed out. I look to check, and surely the leaders are smiling down at me from their thrones.
"That was the first test, your the only one who passed it! Well done! Come up here girly".  They all say egotistically.
"Fine!" I say and i walk up to their table ready to slap and insult them for doing this.

A/N:

Hope you enjoyed this part! Thank you guys sooo much for reading my book, you have no idea how much this means to me! Get prepared because my imagination is cooking up some drama and I know everyone will have different ideas and opinions so keep in mind I read every comment and if I like your idea... well I might just use it! In other words you somewhat control the plot! Again please tell me if I have made any grammar or spelling mistakes! Thank you and I will try to shorten my little chats at the bottom like this, sorry for never updating! Enjoy!