When my mother got the letter in the post, she was devastated. Who would ever want to marry Prince Aspen Leger, known for being a playboy and terrible with castes over 4. And I was happily in love, but in complete secret, with Maxon Schreave - a famous photographer- and he only had eyes for me. And he was a 5, so he was PERFECT and super hot so ;).
But we needed the money. So mother made me apply, much to my annoyance, I know I wouldn't get through...
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Maxon and I decided to get engaged to each other so if I did get in I would be kicked off and I could marry the love of my life. Later that day a Brown haired teenager (about 19) knocked on my door, and my mum answered it.
Seconds later she shouted, "America get down here, one of your friends have come over!" So I went downstairs and was a bit suprised that a complete stranger was roaming in our small living room.
He hugged me and whispered, "Hello America, or should I say my Princess?"
DUN DUN DUNNNNNNN
-Sorry this is random but if you want me to continue this I will! Comment if you do! :)-
