I'm not choosing him or you. I'm choosing me.

If he didn't have me, he would go after you.

We need to work on trust.

Maxon matters to me and I'm going to fight for him.

A lot happened in the Safe Room. Maxon showed me his deepest secret and told me that we had to work on out trust, I understand. I'm upset but I understood why he said that, when Marlee was canned I blamed Maxon straight away without even asking his side, I do tend to lash out at the people closest to me when I'm angry. I just have to work on my temper and hopefully everything will work out. I just wish we weren't having issues this late in the competition.

A knock sounds at my door, I move away from the window seat and walk towards the door. I sigh when I see Anne, Mary and Lucy standing there, a bag filled with my latest dress inside. It's Friday, damm it means the Report will be on. Normally, I'd love seeing my maids and all the other girls but right now I don't think I can face Maxon or the King or Celeste. "May we come in Miss?" Mary asks.

I roll my eyes, "No."

Mary smiles at her mistake, "Oh get out the way Ames," Lucy jokes. Anne lets out a gasp.

"Lucy!" Anne exclaims. I laugh and move out of the way of the door, the three of them walk in, set all the make up and hair things on my vanity table and lay the bag that holds the dress on the bed carefully so not to crease it. "Now Mi-" I raise my eyebrows. "America," Anne corrects herself. "Tonight the King will explain what happened the other day with the Rebels, Prince Maxon will announce that Lady Natalie has left to be with her family and there have been some rumours going around in the Maid Quarter's that there will be a surprise!" She squeals.

I groan, I hate surprises of any kind maybe it's because I'm stubborn that I need to know everything that happens I'm not sure but even growing up at rare Birthday parties I always knew what I'd get, a blue iced cupcake and card. We couldn't afford much but on milestone Birthdays like ten, thirteen, sixteen and eighteen we'd get a surprise present. For my sixteenth Dad got me a silver songbird necklace, it's beautiful and delicate and unique, I still wear it to this day.

I'm rushed over to sit at the vanity, "Special occasion, what colours do you think will look best with the dress Anne?" Mary questions, sorting through the eye shadows and lip glosses.

Anne thinks for a moment then points to a sparkling golden eye shadow and lipstick as red as my hair. "Go light please," I interrupt feeling worried that they are going to out bright red lipstick on me, "I don't want to look like Celeste."

Mary giggles, "Oh don't worry your pretty little head Miss," I glare at the name but keep quiet. "Your going to look so beautiful the Prince won't be able to keep his eyes off of you."

I smile and look down at the floor whilst Mary does my make up and Lucy my hair. "Do you know what the surprise is, Anne?" I ask.

"Sorry My Lady but I don't," I roll my eyes. "The other Selected Maids have been working on ball gowns just in case though."

I sigh, I don't mind Balls and Parties but it's the dancing and having to impress everybody. I know that most of the Royal Families hate me, how could The Crown Prince marry a five? Every girl but me has something special about them, Celeste is a Two so she'll look good at Maxons side, Kriss is lady like and kind, Elise could help the war in New Asia and then there's me. America Singer. Nothing special, just a passing face in a life of Royalty. "You haven't, have you?" I say to Anne. I would hate to think that they've wasted their time making me a dress that I'll never wear of it is just a rumour.

Anne smiles, "Of course we have. We have to be prepared for every occasion."

"Done!" I hear Mary and Lucy cheer.

"Right," Anne claps. "Now get her in the dress we only have twenty minutes come on, come on!"

I stand up from the stool and make my way over to the changing screen where Anne stands with the dress. "Close your eyes," She says and I do so, I hear a zipper being undone and then the rustling of the fabric from my dress. "Arms up," I obey and Anne slides the dress over my arms, being careful of my make up and hair. "Okay, open your eyes!" I open my eyes and walk over to a mirror hanging on the wall.

I gasp at the reflection, I move my arm and she does too. There's no way this girl is me, she looks like a Princess, like she belongs in Royalty and I just don't. Mary has done my make up light just as I asked, pale foundation, light blush on my cheek bones, copper shining eye shadow, mascara and the red lipstick. My firey hair is down and in soft curls, two stubborn strands from each side have been pulled back and secured at the back of my head by a golden hair comb in the design of fragile flowers, on my feet are white flats, I can't walk in heels so these are perfect. The dress is really amazing, it's white and flows to the floor, flaring out at my waist, the bodice and some parts of the skirt are covered in golden patterns, it's stunning.

"Girls," I whisper. "It's beautiful."

"Your beautiful," Lucy smiles and runs her fingers through my hair. "Now go get you Prince."

I smile at them and hug them all, "Thank you!" I say and run out of the room, down the stairs and to the room where the report will be held.

I take a deep breath standing at the door. Come on America, I tell myself. You can do this.

Author Note.

There's the first chapter! Woo, I am so excited for this book, let me know what you think your opinion really matters to me.

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