Hope you all enjoy what I have in store for you.

I don't own The Selection Trio by Kiera Cass

Maxon had just proposed to Kriss and I stuck on my happy face. Inside I was broken, my heart was in a million pieces. I liked Maxon, maybe loved him but that was over. Maxon was walking slowly towards me with Kriss clinging to his side. Smiling so widely.

"America. I'm sorry about this." Maxon said. I took a short breath and turned to Kriss.

"I am so happy for both of you." I said and hugged Kriss.

"You know for a second I thought he was gonna pick you." she whispered in my ear. I chuckled dryly and pulled away from the hug.

"America!" a voice yelled from behind me I turned around. I saw Prince Owen, I had met him once and we talked for a while bonding before when he visited. I met his entire family and everything. They really like me for some reason.

"Prince Owen." I stated calmly smiling wider.

"I need to talk with you." he exclaimed. I walked swiftly over to him.

"What's up?" I asked, he grabbed my hand and pulled me away and out of sight of the rest of the people. "Where are we going?" I asked him.

"Come with me." he stated. I took a step back.

"Where?" I asked him.

"France. The palace. Come with me." he stated again.

"But what about…" I began but he cut me off with a kiss. It was passionate and soft, but then turned into hunger. "What was that for?" I asked him breathlessly.

"To shut you up, I know your were going to go into a ramble." he replied. I tried to object but he was right. I was going to ramble, I always ramble. "So you coming with me?" he asked. I nodded. "Be ready in two hours. We have a while on the plane." he said and kissed the tip of my nose walking away. I laughed a real laugh and fixed myself, containing everything and walking back into the Report room.

"What did he want to talk to you about?" Maxon asked me. I rolled my eyes.

"That is none of your concern." I answered and walked towards Celeste. She hugged me tightly and then pulled away.

"I really thought it was going to be you." she said.

"I did too, but I am perfectly fine." I told her because I know she was worrying about me.

"Are you excited for life as a three?" she asked me. I was hesitant to tell her but I didn't know.

"I'm not staying in Illea. I'm going to France. With Owen." I informed her. She beamed at that.

"That is so great, America. But you have to stay in contact. If you don't I will track you down in France and kill you." she threatened.

"That is great motivation." I replied laughing. I heard my name being called and I hugged Celeste one more time before walking over to queen Amberly. "Queen Amberly, what can I do for you?" I asked. She hugged me hardly, and I let out a big umph.

"I'm going to miss you not being in the castle." she said. I chuckled.

"I am going to miss you too, but I will visit." I told her.

"You are welcome in the castle at all times." she said and let go of the hug.

"Thank you. I have some people I need to say goodbye to before I leave the country." I told her.

"Where are you going?" she asked me.

"France." I replied and walked outside of Report. I walked up to my room and looked at Lucy, Mary and Anne. "Girls, help me pack my things and call my family." I told them and they nodded working around. Mary handed me the phone with my mother on it.

"Oh, sweetie. I'm so sorry." she said through the phone.

"Mom, really I'm fine. It's not that big of a deal. I'm going away." I told her.

"Where are you going sweetie?" she asked me.

"France, with Prince Owen." I told her.

"Well stay in contact alright sweetie?" she questioned.

"Of course." I nodded even though she couldn't see me. "I'll talk to you soon."

"Bye sweetie." she said and hung up the phone. I walked over and changed into a pair of red jeans that Nicolette had bought for me and a white shirt. I slipped on a pair of black flats and I took my hair out. I didn't really like having it up. My bags were all packed and I grabbed the jeans Maxon had got me and the dress he had gotten me and set it on the bed nicely. I threw the New Asia bracelet in Aspen's jar and then the girls took my bags downstairs.

"America! I talked with the people I needed to and they all allow you to come to France." Owen told me. I hugged him again. "You look hot in red jeans." he whispered in my ear and I blushed pulling away from the hug.

"Thanks." I said timidly. Why was I getting so shy around Owen? He chuckled and he threw his arm around my shoulders. I smiled and we walked out of the castle, with my bags already in the car, Owen got in first and I got in after him. I know that the airport is not far from here so it should be like a ten minute ride.

"Where'd your bracelet go?" Owen asked grabbing my hand and drawing circles on the palm.

"I left it in the room. I didn't really want it anymore." I answered.

"Because Maxon gave it to you?" he asked, looking me in the eyes. God, his dark brown eyes are beautiful. I nodded, slowly. "Don't worry, you will get plenty of jewelry from me." he admitted. I smiled. He kept making circles and my thoughts of Maxon just went away and for the next ten minutes I relaxed, the most relaxing ten minutes I have since this whole Selection started.

When we got to the airport guards guided us onto the private jet which looked like a house for crying out loud. I walked in and sat down in the chair bringing my legs under me crossing them.

"You want anything to eat?" Owen asked, I nodded excitedly. He shook his head at me and walked behind me, a couple minutes later coming back with a plate full of food, my favorites. I dug into eating while Owen sat across from me eating himself. A maid came and took away our food when we finished. I grabbed onto my necklace and twisted it around.

Thoughts started going through my head. I loved Maxon, and he said he loved me. He lied to me, he was going to choose me, from the beginning. That's what I always got out of his words, he said he would wait for me as long as it would take. He said that because he loved me he would wait and I agreed with him. I said I loved him too and now that's all over.

I felt a pair of strong arms around me and pulling me up. Owen turned us around and sat down, setting me on his lap. I just rested my head on him and he was silent. We were both silent, and just sitting there and soon my eyes were closing.