A/N: Hi guys! Im sorry sorry for the hiatus! I haven't been writing any fan fiction recently but because its the holidays I'm hoping to post more!

I've been re-reading all my work, and I have decided that I do not like my formatting, so thats going to change for you web users!

Also, I had up to chapter 6 written, but my stupid laptop died so now i have to re-write everything. Yay. NEVER BUY A TOSHIBA

Okay so some of you were wondering if i dance, and I just wanted to clarify that I DO dance, and it is in fact my life, as in I do 20 hours a week, so….. yeah. Anyway, here is a long chapter just for you!

Disclaimer: I only own the plot and a few characters, everything else is Keira's! In the first chapter I mucked up my disclaimer, does anyone know how to change it?

[Skylar POV]

The send-off from Kent was overwhelming to say the least. It's not a small province, and with the majority of it coming to cheer for you when you've never been noticed before is… different. Saying goodbye to the studio was sad, but I know Lilah and Chirstina will take care of things just fine, and Jon is there too.

But saying goodbye to Jon was the hardest. He's always been my rock, and I'm not sure what I'm going to do without him. There were almost tears, thankfully I held them in. The last thing I want to do is make myself look weak and miserable.

Because there is only a few airports dotted around the country, most girls had to drive for a while to get to their plane. But lucky for me, one of those few airports was in Kent. I had to wait for half an hour, but it was okay- I just sat and studied for a bit. I know it sounds stupid, and I'm probably going to regret it later, but I asked to continue some of my schoolwork throughout The Selection. I mean, if I'm not actually going to school, I might as well keep up the grades for when I get back.

Half an hour after I'd arrived, a girl with bleach blonde hair in a high ponytail and emerald eyes arrived. She smiled when she saw me in my Selection Uniform (Black pants with a white top) and made her way to me. "Hi. It's Summer, right?" I said, with only a small amount of hesitation in my voice.

She plonked down in a seat. "Yep, that's me. How do you remember everyone's names? I'm absolutely hopeless with that stuff." She laughs lightly and crosses one leg over the other, leaning into one of the armrests.

"I don't know, I guess I just have a knack for it. I'm Skylar, by the way." I smile, offering her my hand. She accepts it and looks my books on the small coffee table between us.

"You brought your school work?" She asked incredulously. I nodded.

"I wanted to keep my grades up, you know?" I blushed lightly. School was surprisingly important to me, considering I dance every single day.

Leaning forward politely, she glanced at the titles of my books. "AP Maths, AP French, AP History and AP Science. Smartie." She joked, laughter evident in her voice. I shrugged, smiling. "So, where are you from?" She asked, leaning back in the lush chair.

"Here, actually. I live about 20 minutes away." I replied. "No huge car rides for me."

"Lucky!" She exclaimed. I'm from Hansport; It took me three hours to get here!" We both laugh lightly.

Just I begin to ask her another question, another girl comes waltzing into the private lounge. Her down and flowing around her shoulders. It starts as a brown colour parted on the side, but gradually fades to a very fake looking red. She is wearing bright red lipstick and smokey eyeshadow. Is that really necessary? We are boarding a plane, not going to a fashion show. Suddenly it clicked. Leah Sacks, a 2 from Yukon. I remember that form, unfortunately.

She waltzes over to us, oozing confidence. There is a chair available right next to Summer, but she walks right past it, stopping in a chair two seats away from us.

"I'm Leah." She says, sitting down. "And you ugly bitches are?" My eyes almost budge out of my head. "Ummm…. I'm Skylar." I say awkwardly. She scrunches up her nose.

"Always hated that name. It suits you though. That kind of name, that kind of girl." She sends me a sickly sweet smile before looking away and rolling her eyes, not even acknowledging Summer.

I sigh lightly. This will be fun. Note the sarcasm. The three of us sit in an awkward silence for the next two minutes. Finally, the door opens and in walks a girl with beautiful blue eyes and a blonde shoulder-length hair. I can already see she is a quiet girl but is very regal just by the way she carries herself. Perfect posture, holding her head high but not high enough to be snobby, unlike Leah. "Hello," She says. "My name's Alayah White." She'll fit right in at the palace. Summer smiles from across the coffee table, introducing herself quickly.

"I'm Skylar," I say after she's finished. "Would you like to sit down? Those heels would kill me." I laugh lightly, gesturing to the seat next to me. She makes her way over.

"I'm used to them. My mother is a designer." She tells me, taking a seat. I smile and nod politely.

"Ladies Skylar Roseabelle, Summer Evans, Leah Sacks and Alayah White of The Selection, requesting your presence on platform 1 to board your plane." Is what comes next, over the intercom. Leah gets up and mumbles something incomprehensible before walking outside to the plane. For the brief few seconds that the door is open, I notice a lush carpet with barriers on either side, keeping out screaming people. They're all cheering, holding up signs and taking pictures. I look at Summer, a look of awe on my face. We link arms and head outside following Alayah.

Seeing it is nothing compared to being in the middle of it. My face scans the signs and my face forms what I think is the biggest smile possible. A good third of the signs read things like: Princess Skylar! or Dancer today, Princess tomorrow! The perks of being in your hometown I guess. I walk over to groups of people and take pictures, talk and sign autographs for them. I notice one small girl getting pushed back by the crowd and go over to her.

"What's your name, sweetie?" I say gently, smiling at her. She looks at me with pure awe.

"Lily," She says quietly. I see someone, I presume her mother smiling and taking photos.

"Well Lily, I love your hair." I say, looking again at her brunette (the exact same colour of mine) braids pinned up to form a headband on top of her head. "It's very pretty."

She smiles, showing off one missing tooth. "Thanks, I think you're pretty too. I hope you win!" She says, beaming. I smile at her. "Thank you Lily, that mans a lot."

Abruptly, she throws her arms around me in a hug. I falter for a millisecond before returning her embrace. I hear cameras going off all around me and am snapped back to real life. I smile at Lily. "I'm really sorry Lily, but I have to go. Can't be late for the prince, can I?" She immediately nods her had, beaming and turns me around. "Good luck."

I turn around to see Summer standing behind me. "Let's go." She says, and we link arms and climb aboard the plane.

A/N: Okay, so sorry it's been so long since I've updated, and that this is a shorter chapter, but I have a new laptop now so hopefully updates will be more frequent :) Also, I had up to chapter 6 written but I'm re-writing it. Any suggestions? Review and leave your idea!

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