"Yay!" I half yell as I skip to my room. They just announced the selected a few hours ago, and I was finally dismissed to my room. When the prince or princess turns a certain age, someone randomly selects an amount of people to come compete for their heart...it's absolutely not a way to find true love, in my opinion...but it's tradition...it's also why I'm so mad about the whole thing, the thought of only being able to love certain people. Anyway...I get to meet the person I will marry tomorrow! I finally reach my room, and when I open my door my maids are waiting. "Hey." I say to them. "Hello Princess Alaska." Elizabeth replies, while curtsying. "Are you excited?" Anna questions. "Kinda." I answer quickly, and they ask nothing more. They get me ready for bed, and exit the room. As I lay in bed, I think about tomorrow...about how I will meet that person, and about if they'll like me. See, I'm scared that they'll only like Emma...everyone likes Emma...everyone also says that I should act more like my older sister. I mean, c'mon...I'm flipping eighteen years old! Isn't this the age that I'm supposed to have the most fun, instead of being proper, and all that boring stuff? I sigh and fall asleep.
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The Girl With the Long Blonde Hair
Teen FictionAlaska Schreave had the life of a princess...in fact, she was a princess...Alaska and her twin Emma, are the princesses of Illéa. When they come of age, they must choose their soulmate, through The Selection. Alaska battles through horrible fights w...
