The Selection

Chapter One

AMERICAS POV

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Running into the bathroom is not the first thing I would like to do to start my day off with a smile. I leaned over the toilet and threw up all the sickness that was inside my stomach. About 10 seconds later I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Are you ok America?" Maxon asked me.

I nodded.

"You should probably skip work today and go to the doctor."

"No, no." I replied "I'm fine. I just have the flu."

"Are you sure?" He asked me.

"Yes. I just going to jump in the shower."

I took off my night gown and jumped In the shower. The droplets of water ran down my skin.

I shut off the water and got a towel. My maids were just outside the bathroom with a dress I wore during the selection.

"Here you go miss." They said to me as they handed me my dress. "Just call us when you need us to do your hair."

I insisted that my maids didn't help me get dressed, and we're just there to do my hair and pick out my outfits. After all, I had been dressing my self for over 15 years.

After I was dressed I called my maids up to do my hair in a bun. He dress felt different then it had in the selection. Tighter maybe?

"Ready for breakfast my queen?" Maxon said as we were leaving.

"Yes." I replied. "I think I'm in the mood for strawberry tarts."

But I wasn't. I'm pretty sure I wanted to throw up again.

"Are you sure your feeling well enough?" Maxon asked

"Of course!" I lied. "And besides I have no meetings today. Just office work."

We took our spots in the dining room as the chefs filled the table with food. Pancakes, bacon, waffles, sausage, pastries, fruit, eggs and any other breakfast food you could possibly imagine.

I stood up from the table and ran out of the dinning room and into the nearest bathroom and threw up again. I heard Maxon's foot steps follow me but I had no idea where he was now.

Suddenly I heard him walk in. "America, you should go back up to our room. I think your pretty sick."

I nodded.

"Should I take you to the doctor?" I nodded again.

"Ok then let's go."

We walked to the hospital wing, not saying much.

We sat down in the doctors office.

"So, America I heard you threw up twice this morning?" He doctor said.

I nodded.

"Ok, so I'm going to do a few tests on you just to be sure, although I am sure that it is just the flu."

After the tests were done, Maxon and I went up to our room and watched some movies. A few hours later the phone rang.

I picked it up. I heard the doctors voice on the other end.

"America." He said "your lab results are in."

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Sorry for the cliff hanger! Will write more soon!