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It's been six days since the officers and general came to my house. Time has passed by so quickly. I talked to Sophia a couple of times about the Selection and that I might be a guard at it. I wished her luck and today is her send-off. Right now I'm at the send-off close to the stage watching her wave to the crowd and looking so happy. Sometimes I wonder why she's my friend. I mean, she's a three, I'm a five. She's a mundane, I'm a shadowhunter. She's beautiful and will have no problem with the prince, while even with a face full of make-up, I can't begin to look as good as her. She's wearing a white shirt, black pants, and a pair of black heels with silver and gold decals that we both have. She also has a lily in her hair, Carolina's state flower, our beautiful province. I watch as her eyes scan over the crowd, finally landing on me. Good luck I mouth to her. Thank you she replies. I'm sad that she might not win the Selection. She deserves that prince, she's a wonderful friend and girl. I hope she doesn't make any enemies; that would just make my job harder. I take a deep breath as the national anthem plays and she walks to the limo waiting for her. I walk to the front of the crowd waving and I start to chant her name. Everyone else joins in, even the lower castes. She smiles at me knowing that I started it. Everyone loves her, I'm not surprised if she wins. She gets in and the limo pulls away. Just think, she could one day be the queen. I smile thinking about that.

As I walk home, I see people looking at me, especially the eights. I try to ignore it, but it's hard when you see people staring at you and whispering. Oh shit! I think. I think they know I'll be working in the palace! It's been all over the newspapers this past week. Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. I look at my watch and pretend like I'm late to something. I start jogging, then running, then full out by the Angel a greater demon is chasing me sprint. I make it to my house just as my friend Louis walks in front of me, blocking my way.

"Move it you bitch," I snarl at him.

"You don't seem so happy to see me," he says with a fake pout.

"I'm not. Everyone's been staring at me and whispering about me because of my job at the palace. I just need to go to the training room and let it all slip away, so move it."

"Okay, have fun, and congratulations. Anyway I should be going home 'cause you know, full moon and all. Bye Becc," He says while pulling me into a hug. I hug him and say good bye.

I walk into my house and go straight up to the training room, but I walk out and go to my room. Better get ready for tomorrow, I be goin' to the palace!

I don't have a send-off like the Selected, but I do have my friends and family saying good bye for the last time for a long time. I hug everyone and get in the car that was sent to get me. I don't have much, just some gear and a few books. I was told that everything I need would be at the palace so I didn't have to bring much. I look at the window as the comfort of my province slips away. I watch all the eights on the streets, and the twos and threes passing them without a care. I see some of the lower castes giving them food and money, but they don't have much to give them either. I continue to look out the window until I get to the airport. I'm in first class, but in a packed plane. They let me get on the plane quickly, and I just fall asleep.

"Ma'am wake up. The plane will be descending soon," the flight attendant tells me. I thank her and make sure all of my things are together. I look out the window as the plane goes down. I watch as the clouds disappear from around us and the people start to become visible. I see the airport come into view and I get ready to jump out of this plane. Not literally. I'm not jumping out the door, I'm just ready to get to the palace. The plane finally lands and they let us off. I'm surprised to see that my brother is picking me up. Just like when we were kids I think. I know that when we get to the palace I will be the only draftee so far because the actual drafting hasn't really started. They wanted to start training me before anyone else because apparently the steroids and crap that they're using on the guys would be dangerous for me. Whatever. I walk up to my brother and give him a hug.

"Hey little sister. Ready for some shitty training?" He asks with a little bit of amusement.

"Let the shittiness begin!" I respond.

"That's the spirit!" He leads me to the car and tells me that the drive is about twenty minutes. He tells me that the Selected are staying on the second floor and the royal family is on the third floor. Also, apparently I'm staying in the basement or wherever the other guards are. I get my own room, and there's only one bed. WHOO! EXTRA SPACE! We drive to where the car is supposed to be put and hop out. I try not to swoon over the palace especially since I've been here before, but it just looks even more beautiful than the last time I saw it.

"Close your mouth, you don't want to catch flies." God, brothers I think while I roll my eyes.

We go into the palace where apparently the Selected are meeting Prince Keith for the first time.

"So, I've got to introduce you to the royal family and the girls so they know who you are. You should've dressed better. Shame on you," Vince says. I look at what I'm wearing. Jeans, a white shirt with purple stripes and high tops. I pull my hair into a pony tail before I go in. Vince walks up to the king and queen and tells them that I'm here. I look at the girls who are looking at me like I'm a mutant. Wait, aren't there supposed to be 35? There's only 27. Oh, an elimination, not good. The king tells the prince what my brother told him and then Prince Keith stands up.

"Ladies, this is Rebecca Fairchild. She will be training to be a guard. I trust you to treat her with respect and with hospitality, as she did save our lives. On Saturdays starting next week, she will be joining you in the Women's Room and making sure you al behave. If I hear that any of you are being unkind to her, I will have to chastise you. All of the guards are protecting us, so you should be nice to the people risking their lives for you. That's all. Please go back to your meals." My brother then gestures me over.

"Hello Miss Rebecca, I am Prince Keith and I would love to thank you for agreeing to become a guard." I nod my head in agreement. "Please treat these girls with respect and I would like you to tell me if they are not doing the same back to you. Your brother here will show you around the palace and will show you your room. Also know that we do have shadowhunter weapons for you and gear is in your room. You will be training a lot and you shall report to the general after you get situated. Your brother will guide you to the room he will be meeting you in. He will explain what time you have to get up, when you have to go to sleep and also when your meals will be. I wish you luck," Prince Keith ends his spiel. I quickly soak it in.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." I say in response. The queen then welcomes me and the king wishes me luck with my training.

"The king is fond of you." Vince says quietly as we leave the room.

"Why do you say that?" I say equally as quietly.

"He never, ever speaks to the guards in that tone. He always talks sternly to us, to you he spoke, well, like a human." I think about this. He did speak to me kindly. Maybe the king is fond of me. It's only because you saved his life my brain reminds me. Well, at least the king won't make my experience unbearable.

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