So, this is like the most requested thing I have ever gotten in my life, and I am more than happy to write it for you guys. This is what would have happened if Mason would have been the one that won the poll, and he was the one America would have chosen. I'm sorry to say that I have had people who have left my story because she did not choose Mason, well here you guys go! You can read this one instead. I'm pleased that so many people love Mason as much as I do. So without further ado, here is the first chapter. The story will not be as long as my other one is going to be, but I promise I will make every chapter worthwhile! You might even find yourself liking Mason more and more as you read this story!
I do not own The Selection Trilogy in any way possible. I only own character like Mason, Amelia, and the English royal family.
Chapter One
Mason and I twirl around the ballroom, my dress a twirl of skirts and fabric all around us. I am happier than I have ever been in my life, and I am proud of it. After breaking the news to Maxon I don't know how I could possibly move on, but now I know that I made the right choice. Maxon made the choice when he treated me terribly, and now I made the choice to not put up with it anymore.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" Mason asks me, looking down at me with a smile on his face. I grin at him and nod enthusiastically.
"I want it more than anything in the world. Now stop asking before I change my mind." I tease, and he laughs. Everything always seems so easy with Mason, unlike with Maxon. There always seemed to be drama wherever Maxon was. The last thing I need in my life is more drama.
"I'm just making sure. I want you to be happy, and not locked into a life of misery for the rest of your life" Mason says
"Being with you is the exact opposite of being miserable, Mason. I'm thrilled to be here with you, and you better not doubt it because it's not true one bit. Come on lets go find Amelia she's been buzzing around here like a bee on sugar all night." Mason laughs and wraps his arm around me as I pull him towards Amelia.
Amelia is in the middle of a hundred people laughing and talking. Mason and I start toward her, but stop when we see just how many people are around her. We look at each other and burst out laughing together. For the first time in a while I feel a warm and fuzzy feeling deep in my stomach. Being with Mason makes me feel like I am flying, high and free.
"What's that look for?" Mason asks, smiling down at me. I grin at him, and kiss the tip of his nose.
"Just thinking about how lucky I am. Just think, if you hadn't come to the palace and saved me than I would be half way to hell right now." I say, wrapping my arms around his torso, and holding onto him with a tightness that I never thought I could ever muster. Mason just laughs, and leans down to kiss the side of my head.
"You're the most amazing girl I have ever met, America Singer. I'm the luckiest man in the world to have the honor of being with someone like you. I think all the ladies who participated in The Selection should take lessons from you." He says, pressing our foreheads together so our lips are less than an inch apart. I can practically hear Sylvia scolding me for showing such affection in a public place, but I remind myself that Sylvia has no control over me now. This isn't Maxon I am with, this is Mason, and I can be myself around him. I don't have to be a poised Princess like Celeste or Elise will be forced to be, not that they will have a problem with it.
"When you think too hard, your eyebrows crease together." Mason whispers in my ear, making me giggle.
"How did you ever notice that?" I ask, wrapping my arms around his neck.
"I like watching you." Mason says, pulling me closer. "I like seeing what kind of facial expressions you make when you're angry. It's adorable." Mason says, burying his face in my hair. "Like I said before, I am the luckiest man in the world." This makes me blush.
"You watch me, huh? That sounds a bit stalkerish, don't you think?" I tease, running my hands threw his brown hair. Mason rolls his eyes and laughs.
"Come on, the parities dying down we better get out of here before my parents make us help with all of Amelia's gifts." I laugh and follow him out the door
"Thank God, it was starting to get a little crowded in there. I've never seen that many people at a ball before, even the ones we hosted back in Ilea." Mason laughs and wraps his arm around my waist.
"Some of the royal families and their advisors want to stay as far away from Ilea as possible, especially with the rebels and the way King Clarkson is around others. They know how he is, and the acts he commits but no one is brave enough to do anything about it. You can't blame them really, after everything he has done with that country." Mason explains as we walk down the hallway to my room which is connected to his.
"I hope Maxon listened to my caste elimination idea. I really think that will be a big help to the country, even if it doesn't happen right away." I say sadly hardly doubting it would ever happen "King Clarkson has a really tight hold on Maxon, and I don't think Maxon will be able to stand up for his dad."
Mason pauses outside my bedroom, and pulls me close to him, kissing my forehead. "I love you, you know that, and even though you already know this because I already told you, but I don't deserve you one bit, and I am the luckiest man in the world to get to see your beautiful face, and be a suitor in your graceful presence." Mason almost brings tears to my eyes, as he kisses my forehead, but I can't bring myself the say I love him back. I can't say it so soon after making this decision. Mason kisses me on the lips this time, and smiles at me.
"I'll see you in the morning, my love." Then he leaves and I am left in a pure state of bliss.
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