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AMERICA

I wash my face still shaken from my phone conversation with Maxon. He wasn't my Maxon anymore, just like Marlee said. I wish I could go to him and take away all of his pain just like he did for me so many times. Tears slide down my cheeks and I am in no hurry to wipe them away. I look at my reflection thinking of how unfair I am being to him. I'm not the same America I was so he is allowed to be different. I cry almost every day and don't go out, I don't talk to my friends or anything. I go to work, eat, cry then sleep. I'm a mess. I knock at the door disrupts my thoughts. I slowly walk toward the door not in a hurry to see the person on the other side of the door. I put my hand on the handle and slowly turn it pulling the door ever so slowly. The door opens faster than expected when the person on the other side of the pushes it open.
"Seriously America how old are you?" a very familiar voice complains.

"Celeste," I say rushing into her arms. She pulls back and looks at me.

"God, you're a mess," she says screwing up her nose. I look down at my trackies and t-shirt.

"I don't look that bad," I say crossing my arms over my shirt.

"Yes but I want to go out with you and I'm sorry if I don't want caught standing next to you looking like that," she says gesturing to my outfit. I poke my tongue at her and trudge back up the stairs and into my bedroom. My bedroom is the smallest out of all of the ones in the house but my room is still pretty big. My wardrobe mostly consists of numerous versions of the outfit I am wearing but I like what I wear. I gave up on dresses after The Selection finished but I still have in case of a special occasion but I'm not looking for a dress. I go all the way to the back of the wardrobe to a box on the top shelf. I take it out of the wardrobe and set the box on my bed. Inside the box are the pants that Maxon got me for the bet I lost. He was kind back then. He always showed me kindness but that phone call made me reconsider my view on him.

"America! Hurry up! I don't have all day," Celeste calls from downstairs. I quickly slip on the jeans and grab a random shirt from my wardrobe. I tie my hair back while walking down the stairs.

"Finally," Celeste says. "I thought you fell out the window or something." I nudge her and while I tie my laces on my shoes. Time for an actual day out.

Celeste takes me to the shopping mall not far from my house. It is bursting with people and noise. There's a reason I have never come here and it is because of the people but at least I can hide with lots of people around me and being next to Celeste makes it even easier not to get noticed.

"See, it's not that bad," Celeste says. I shrug but get keep walking with her. "So I was thinking we head to the clothes stores first then have lunch but I wasn't sure if you wanted to," Celeste says.

"Oh no it's fine that sounds good," I say.

"Also I have to meet with my new agent today. My old one quit," she says not looking back at me.

"Wait if your new agent lives here what does that mean?" I ask. If her agent lives here won't she have to move. She can't travel that far just to meet with her agent.

"Well I have to move here but I can't seem to find anywhere to live. I mean there's apartments and stuff but that isn't how I live," she says.

"You can stay with me," I suggest. "I have so many unused rooms and I do get rather lonely." She looks back and smiles.

"I might take you up on that offer," she says. She leads me to a store that from the outside looks expensive. Looks, in this case, are not deceiving. Designer brands pop up everywhere and price tags with prices float around making me gasp. At the door a tall, young woman greets us and I assume that she works in the store. Celeste walks straight over to a rack with the most expensive brands on it. Immediately she picks out 5 outfits. She heads over to the changing rooms and I trail after her. She stands in front of the stall. After a minute of standing outside the stall I speak up.

"Aren't you going to try them on?" I ask.

"Actually you are," she says smirking. She hands me the outfits. The first one is a very short skirt that comes high on the waist and a white blouse with very high black heels.

"Ohhh sexy," Celeste says and I just laugh.

The second outfit is a little more decent. It's a black mid-thigh dress that has little for a back just some string with a matching pair of black heels. The next three outfits are very similar to the other two. Celeste makes me wear the black dress to her lunch with her new agent and after much disagreement she finally gets me to wear it.

The lunch is at a small café not far from the shop we were at. We get a table. Celeste doesn't say anything while we wait and I almost fall off my chair when I see who her new agent is. It's Mrs. Delaware's nephew.

Sorry it's not a very long chapter but I've been a bit busy. Hope you like it. Keep up with the comments and stuff.