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Here is chapter 2! I'm sorry it is so short, but I felt as though this would be a good place to end it.
"Tris, Tris wake up!" Someone calls jostling my shoulder. I let out a sleepy groan and slowly open my eyes to see Christina standing above me.
Christina had been sent to the palace with 3 other girls when the war had started. My mother had made an announcement to the state of Illinois that
they would accept 4 female teenagers from the richest families to come live with my family in order to keep them safe. Here they would learn the
lifestyle of royalty and be next in line to rule Illinois if anything were to happen to me. I was delighted when mother had first told me this exciting piece
of news. It seemed like a dream come true to have some company during my time pent up in the palace. When Christina first arrived with Marlene,
Shauna, and Lynn, the other ladies in waiting, I told them all to call me Tris opposed to Princess Beatrice. They were hesitant at first; they all were
taught to call on royalty with respect and for them to call me Tris was apparently not respectful. However, I finally convinced them, for all my life all I
wanted was to experience the life of a regular teenage girl and this seemed as close as I could get. Since that day 3 years ago we have all became
very close friends.
"Go away…sleep," I whined, covering my eyes with my pillow from the bright light that Christina just switched on. She sighs and flips her dark brown
hair over her shoulder, her chocolate brown eyes giving me a sympathetic look.
"Tris, Queen Natalie sent me up her to tell you that the princes will be her in 2 hours. You have to get ready," This immediately gets me out of bed. I
had forgotten that today be meeting my 4 potential husbands. "I can do your hair and makeup if you want!" Christina's next comment makes me sigh in
dread. Whenever Christina does my hair and makeup it takes forever and it is never a great experience. Despite the fact that I still hate that I will be
marrying at 16, I am still determined to look my best when I meet my husband. Because of this, I agree that I will let Christina do me up. She squeals
with excitement and pulls me onto my vanity chair, heading to my closet to pick out a dress.
Soon Christina and I are joined with Marlene, Lynn, and Shauna. Shauna and Marlene work on my hair, while Christina does my makeup. Lynn just sits
on my bed observing the girls work and giving them advice.
"Hey Mar! You must a strand! Yep, right there!" Lynn calls out to Marlene, chewing on of her fingernails. I know mother would want me to reprimand her
for such an unladylike action (they are here to learn how to be royalty after all), but I don't bother. I don't have the energy; it's more tiring than I
thought to have a swarm of excited girls doing their best to make me pretty. Finally, a whole 2 hours later, all three of them stand back. They cheer as I
look up into the mirror for the first time in the whole process. As soon as see my reflection, I gasp. Christina, Shauna, and Marlene have done the
impossible; they have made me look beautiful. My blue-grey eyes no longer look dull, but they are bright and dazzling and they match my blue dress
perfectly. My cheeks are rosy red and my blonde hair is pulled up into an elaborate set of curls with two soft blonde strands framing my not longer pale
face.
"Thank you all so much!" I cry in glee and pull them all into a big hug. Those long 2 hours were defiantly worth it! Suddenly there is a brisk knock on my
door, and we break apart.
"Come in!" I exclaim. One of our servants enters, announcing that the princes are here and are waiting downstairs. They will each take me on a date
where I will have a chance to get to know them. Tomorrow I will be expected to make my decision. The thought that I am actually escaping the palace
excites me. I am very surprised that mother and father would agree to this. Oh yes, the war is over, because I am marrying one of the princes of New York.
As I walk slowly down the long staircase leading to where the princes are waiting I feel very nervous. At the bottom of the steps, I trip and blush in
embarrassment. Quickly, I recover and look up to see 4 very handsome faces in front of me.
"Hello," I greet timidly. They all nod in unison and bow. The tallest one and the one I assume to be the oldest, steps towards me.
"It is a pleasure to meet you Princess Beatrice. My name is Prince Zeke and this is Prince Peter, Prince Uriah, and Prince William," He says motioning to
each one of the men. I say hello to them all once again and then turn my attention back to Zeke.
"So, will you be my first date?" I ask. I want desperately to get the day over with as quickly as possible. As much as these princes are very good
looking, I feel uncomfortable be taken out by strangers.
"Eager to get started I see, my lady," Prince Zeke says, winking. I blush and take his outstretched arm and he leads me towards a large chariot waiting
outside. I have a feeling that it is going to be a very long day.
Please review! I would like to know if any of you have any suggestions as to what should happen on the dates. Thank you so much for reading!
