The Selection 3rd Generation

Her

It's been nearly 2 weeks, and I have made quite a few friends. Melissa is amazing, she loves everything though she isn't afraid to stand up to her. 

Lena of Carolina. A stuck up, brat. She thinks this is all about the crown or how handsome he is. Well I mean he is pretty cute, but he is so much more than that. She thinks she's destined for this because she is from Carolina and well, Former Queen America was from there.

So umm this selection has actually gone faster than any other. Not because Cal keeps on sending people from the competition, of course, I guess people just feel neglected. 

Anyway, Cal is holding a Christmas ball. Hillary did my hair in a crown and put Diamonds, in it. My maids had put together a beautiful Christmas ball gown. As they dressed me so I wouldn't rip the fabric as I put it on.

Time Skip

There I stood in front of the doors that led to the ballroom. I smoothed out my dress. I wanted everything to be perfect. I checked my watch, I was early. After all, it was the first ball I had been to. Just as I was going to push the doors open a hand grabbed my wrist.

I was pulled into the bathroom. 

"Take off your Dress" It was Lena

"Never" 

"Then I'll take it off for you." She ripped my puffy sleeve off and stepped on my dress.

"No!" I shouted.

"Oh, too bad, I would have looked wonderful in that dress," And she walked off. After she left I ran to my room, My maids found me and Fitted me with a lace dress. I think it was even more beautiful as the last. 

I quickly ran to the Ballroom and pushed the doors opened. Everyone one stared at me, especially wide-eyed Lena. Cal came up to me and took my hand. 

"You look stunning," He whispered in my ear. I smiled, at least something good came out of this.