Chapter 1: Fantasy

True love is about finding the right person, and today I have.

I roll my eyes,

"Like there is any true love in this world." I mutter to myself as I toss the remainder of the book across my room.

This entire world is about working until you can't move and having barely anything to eat in some cases. There is no time to have love, like what happened to my Mom; my parents used to love each other, so much in fact they couldn't be apart for very long periods of time. Well that's what she always told me. My Father left my Mother when I was ten, and it was awful. He used to hurt her and I remember myself crying and drawing pictures of him as a monster. I was glad when he left, that's the main reason I believe there is no true love.

I hop off my bed and walk up to my vanity, well that's what I call it, but it's basically a dresser with a mirror. The first thing that comes to mind is I need a shower, my usual light brown wavy hair is a ratty mess and my skin looks pale and has pencil markings here and there, from where I teach the children how to write.

"Juliette Dinner!" My Mom calls out.

I sigh,

I guess the shower will have to wait.

I make my way down the long, creaky hall and the few steps that we have in the house, and then finally I reach the kitchen where my mom is adding the last finishing touches to the meal. With her fiery red hair in a bun and her blue eyes fixed on the measurements of pepper she should add, I decide not to both her.

"Julies can you get the plates and silverware?" she asks not letting her eyes off the pepper shaker.

"Sure." I answer getting the requested items.

We both sit down and eat one of my favorite meals; it's a tradition in Caste 3, Pork and scalloped potatoes with broccoli and cheese on the side. I smile as I savor the taste of each bite,

"Are you going to the school house later tonight?" she asks while she chews her food elegantly, that's the one thing my mom always does, she eats with grace, her mouth always shut and she covers her mouth when she speaks.

I ponder the thought; I am so worn out,

"I think I'm going to stay here tonight, to be honest I'm extremely tired." I reply.

"Okay, then you get to wash dishes." She says with a laugh.

I laugh back.

-0o0-

After my shower I lay down on my lumpy mattress and stare at the vacant ceiling above me, I flip on the box TV, and the King and Queen are on screen.

"So, King Maxon and Queen Celeste can you believe your son will be having his own selection soon?" Gavril asks.

"No, I honestly do not know where the time has gone, one minute I'm 19 and then I find myself as King watching my own soon grow up to be a man." The King replies with a glint of sadness in his eyes.

"I don't believe either, one minute he's a baby and then the next he is an adult." Queen Celeste replies while she wipes off her tears, which anyone can see that they are fake.

"Indeed what a man and future King he will be, am I right the Citizens of Illea?" Gavril says and the crowd in the background goes wild.

"Thank you for your time King Maxon and Queen Celeste, may we bring out the new bachelor of the Selection?" Gavril announces while he gives his goodbyes to the King and Queen.

A tall tanned, blonde haired and blue eyed man walks up to Gavril and gives him a firm hand shake. He smiles and my stomach and heart flutter, his smile is dazzling.

"Welcome Prince Jack Schreave!" Gavril announces and once again makes the crowd go into a fit of clapping and cheering. He sits down across from Gavril,

"So how does it feel to know you have a million eligible and eager girls just waiting for the day they can sign up?"

"I feel like I'm in a dream, especially when I come out here and the crowd is just going nuts, and I believe one of the ladies threw their garments towards me." He replies gesturing toward the crowd while the crowd and everyone in the room laugh. I even laugh at it.

"Okay, okay I think I'm going to have to get a change of pants if you make me laugh again, so I want to give out the information about the sign-ups for the Selection." Gavril says becoming serious.

"To all the lucky eligible ladies:

A week from this day you will return your forms to the building of the designated location, more details on the forms. You will be required a picture on the day of turning in your information, so look lovely ladies.

Thank you so much to the future Selected,

Good night to all of Illea."

The broadcast goes out and I am left in the darkness of my room as my TV screen turns black, I curl under the covers of my bed and think about what it would be like to enter in the Selection, and what it would be like to be selected. I think about it until sleep pulls me in.

Okay I just had this story pop into my head. I don't know if I want to do the Selection thing with names from you guys, still pondering on the idea. If I get 10 reviews I might do it…

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