Finally! Today is going to be the day that the Selected are going to be announced! I entered, but my family doesn't know yet. My sister doesn't want me to leave, although everyone knows I won't even get Selected, being a lowly Five.
I sing for a living, and I am pretty well know across Illéa, even though I can buy my way up all the way to a Two, I stay with my family to help support them.
Cecil is my only sister, and she also applied for the Selection. She's my twin, but according to the Illéan magazines, my "lesser known" sister. We have the same brown eyes and pale skin, but that's where the similarities end. While Cecil wears a lot of makeup, I prefer a more natural look and while she has golden blond curls, I have straight, dark brown hair.
Our parents died when we were 12, but we managed to keep our castes with the little money that we had. I finally had that "big break" and earned enough money to move out of our tiny apartment.
Cecil and I sat on leather chairs since we didn't like the couch and turned the Report on. The national emblem flashed, and Gavril Fadaye stepped up. "Good evening, Illéa! As you all know, Prince Benjamin Schreave is to be having his Selection this coming Monday!" Gavril flashed a smile at the camera and continued. "His Majesty King Eikko and Her Majesty Queen Eadlyn Schreave have chosen at random the Selected. So now, for the announcement that you came for; here are our darling Selected: Gemma Hart, Five, from Kent." My picture flashed on the screen. I blinked to make sure it was real. Me! One of the Selected! I fainted.
Hi everyone! Hope you enjoyed this first chapter! Tell me in the reviews if I should write another one (get it? another one? ok, I'll stop.). You can also leave some characters for me to add, since I can't think of any good names! Thanks! This is my first fanfic.