Scarlett Selected

THREE

In about a week, the results were given. I stood in the kitchen watching the TV, smiling a little. I was hoping I wasn't jinxing it, but...I really think I had a chance. Not to be prideful or anything, but my appearance isn't something to scoff at.

I lean over the counter, watching people pace on the TV screen while Rachel was on her knees in front of the screen. I lifted myself off of the floor and hiked my body onto the counter top.

Finally a man walks behind a Podium and smiles at the crowd.

"Hello Citizens of Illéa, we welcome you warmly to the new years selection. We had many, many ladies enter the Selection this year but very few were chosen. Today, I will announce the lucky young ladies who earned the honor of joining the Royals at the Palace." And with that he read off several names. My anxiety was through the damn roof I tell you.

I felt like I was going to be absolutely sick on that floor.

"And from the Province of Carolina..." the man opens an envelope, pulling the lucky young womans name out of the envelope. I chewed at my nails as he narrowed his eyes at the card, as if confused. "I apologize if I am pronouncing this improperly...but the last name is Leif? Daj...Dajavona? Dajavona Leif I believe? Congratulations. From the  Province of Whites..."

I stared at the television, Silica dropped a glass and Rachel turned towards me. I stayed silent though. My heart raced and I hopped down from my spot on the counter.

"I um..." I stammer. I twirl my hair around my finger and look at Silica, her eye was twitching angrily. I breathe a heavy sigh and slowly slip towards the staircase, when Rachel shrieks and tears ass after me. I quickly sprint up the staircase, skipping a few steps, and falling onto the carpeted floor at the top.

Rachel hops ontop of me and slaps her hand across my face.

"YOU RAT!" She shrieks like a wild banshee. "HOW DARE YOU?!" She gets close to my face, sneering angrily. I swing at her and miss resulting in her grabbing onto my hair and pulling it harshly. I cough up siliva and spat it in her face before throwing her off me and scrambling into my room as she screamed about that too.

I locked my door and ran a hand through my hair staring at the wall. I listen to Rachel's screaming fade out and a smile crawls across my face. I press my hand over my heart before spinning in a circle and jumping up and down.

I was a Selected! I-Me-Dajavona!

I run to my window and throw it open grinning from ear to ear. The mailman delivering the mail looks up and sees me, he waves.

"Congratulations DJ! G'luck out there!"

"Thanks Gil!" I exclaim to him. I turn back on my heel and run to my closet, throwing it open. What would I need to bring though...? Surely everything would be provided right?

I press the heels of my hands against my eyes and lean against the wall.

'Calm down DJ...calm down.' I couldn't just CALM DOWN though!

I do another spin and clap my hands letting out an excited tune, cheering so loud that everybody  could hear it. And this time, I had no shame either.

The day passed quickly and soom enough I was dragged onto a train with my personal belongings. I would miss Toothless a lot, but he was in good hands with the neighbor...never would I dream of leaving him with Silica and Rachel.

I shuffle onboard and run a hand through my frizzy hair, there were only a few girls on board in this certain car. I shuffle my foot as the door closes behind me, and walk forward holding my bookbag strap with one hand and pushing my hand into my red hoodie pocket.

The stress was real, the anxiety was making me wanna vomit but I managed to keep in my lunch and notice a blonde girl waving me over. I look over my shoulder to make sure she was talking to me before pointing to myself and mouthing 'me?'

She nodded and waved me over again. I gulp and slowly walk over to her.

"Um...hi." I sit down in the seat across from her.

"Hi!" She smiles brightly. "I'm Pearl, and we're in Carolina so you must be...Dajavona right?"

"Yep, thats...uh...thats me." I tell her, setting my bookbag at my feet. "Youre the girl from...Whites yeah?"

"Mhm!!!" She exclaims with a dazzling smile. This girl was stunning! I certainly didn't hold a candle to her beauty. I shuffle my feet and smile back. "I hope we can be friends, the rest of these girls kinda intimidate me to be honest. You seem really sweet."

"You seem nice too Pearl." I laugh weakly. "You can call me DJ, um...if you wanna be friends that is. You're gorgeous so, everyone is probably intimidated by you too." I tease. She giggles and waves her hand.

"I mean...maybe I guess?" She laughs, tossing her platnium hair over her shoulder. "So! Are ya nervous?"

"I mean...a little, I'm gonna be meeting my childhood crush. I'm gonna be a hot mess the second I step foot on Palace grounds!" I exclaim throwing ,y hands up. Pearl laughs and points to herself.

"Can't say the same for me, I'm more so here for my dad than anyone else ya know! He insisted that I could do it, and well...now here I am." She giggles. "All of the Princes are rather handsome, which one is it you like so much?"

"Oh...um..." I find myself blushing faintly ar the thought of the Prince and sigh smiling a little, "Prince Eli actually."

"Oh wow, so you're...17 yeah?" She asks.

"Yeah, 18 as of November 10." I nod, smiling at her.

"Thats so awesome. You totally got this in the bag." Pearl encourages. I grin at her and lean my chin into my hand. We talked the rest of the way to the Palace.

So this is what it was like to have a friend...weird.

I kinda like it.