The One (SelectionFanfic)

~ • Chapter 6 • ~

I do not own any of the characters/settings in The Selection Series, all credits go to the amazing Keira Cass

© 2014

NOT EDITED (August 21, 2014)

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Apparently the universe does not want me to use my talents for my relaxation and comfort.

"But Miss you have to!" came Lucy's 5th arguement. It has only been 10 minutes since I came in my room. And a mere 3 minutes of playing on my piano before my maids hurled themselves at me. Not literally of course.

I'm not sure if they're being ignorant about my angry disposition or they're really focused on this non sense.

"Please Lady America?" came Anne's 3rd plea as she stood in between Lucy and Mary.

So far Lucy begged me 5 times, Anne thrice and Mary once, but she was the first one, and the one I blame for all this begging that I'm very close to giving into.

"I told you guys no. Trust me it's better this way" I say crossing my arms and legs as I remain seated on the edge of my bed.

There was a surprise visit from the Royal French family and the Palace is holding a welcome dinner, and they would leave after.

They remind me of myself actually. I'm here for the free food. Well was.

The Elite were not required to attend but it would help boost our 'chances' if we make friends with a country King Clarkson made an alliance with a few months back.

If only Maxon wouldn't be present.

Thinking about Maxon just brought back another surge of anger in me making me hold my arms tighter to stop from crashing the flower vase by my side to the floor. I am not this violent, but Maxon brings out the worst (and best) in me.

"Lady America..." Mary's speech was cut off by a knock on my door, to which my maids hurriedly answered.

"Good day, is Lady America in?" Maxon's voice reached my ears. If I was a pink from anger a while ago, I'm now a tomato. Mary stepped aside, giving ne a full view of hin, and he to me, much to my dissapointment and frustration.

The moment Maxon met my eye he started to open his mouth.

"Ame..."

"Lady America!" came Mary's shriek as she watch Maxon recover from the impact.

I threw a pillow at him.

He was lucky it was just a pillow.

"Get. Out. Now" I bit out. I saw Lucy flinch slightly from the corner of my eye.

Maxon quickly recovered, his face turning to one of stone. His eyes the same.

"I'm trying to fix this and you throw a pillow at me before I could finish my sentence!" Maxon replied back, his tone equal to mine.

I saw my maids move towards the door as Maxon stood in front of me.

"There wouldn't be anything to fix if you weren't insensitive!" I yelled back, standing up but didnt move. No, if I did Maxon would be in the hospital right now. Harsh I know but what he said was way worse. It's terribly shocking.

"Insensitive!" Maxon yelled, coming closer as I remain in place. No way was I going to step back. It's his fault.

"Come on Maxon! You practically called me a slut! And you brought Marlee's punishment up! Tell me when someone changed the meaning of the word insensitive, if not I'll be glad to give-no throw-a dictionary at you!" I snapped back.

I watched Maxon's eyes turn colder, if that was possible, as his body tensed up and clenched his hand.

" Well I'm not the one lying about my boyfriend! Whom you've hidden! This is all on you America!"

With that Maxon walked out, slamming the door behind him. I'd be surprised if it wasn't hanging off it's hinges right now.

Face planting on my pillow I let out a scream only to be muffled by my pillow.

That boy is worse than a woman on her period! I mean he didn't listen to me! If he stayed he would have heard me explain-state-that Aspen was my ex-boyfriend. And then he would apologize. Did that happen?

Obviously not.

I didn't know when I fell asleep but when I opened my tired eyes my room was already dark.

Great I missed dinner.

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I'll probably add more stuff to this later on

I'm really sorry it's short, but I'm having major writers block.

I have the next chapter's plot but I cant seem to put it into writing.

No worries, I have a bar of chocolate in hand to help :)

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