Did you enjoy last chapter? Than I hope you enjoy this one as well.
Chapter 4 for you!
MPOV
It was a week before my birthday when they arrived. The fighters, not the Selected girls because they hadn't even put in their name yet.
The fighters had come early to settle in and get used to the enviroment. I didn't know more about it because I didn't care much about it- about anything really- so I didn't give it much thought.
I had been lacking and I knew it. It had been because of her. She had been on my mind constantly and because of that, I had been tempted to go to Carolina, just to see her and know she was doing fine.
Turns out, I didn't need to go all the way there.
After dinner, I had been on my way to my room when I passed a couple of fighters.
"I wish we had a leader like that." One of them said.
"Because of her looks?" Another asked.
The first one shook his head. "No, although she isn't that bad on the eye. I meant her ideas, though. I've heard about America before but to meet her, it's something completely different. She is loved because of her great ideas. Those fighters from Carolina are lucky with her and they know it. At least I hope they do. I mean, she would take a bullet for them while our leader says 'Every man on its own' when it gets hard."
A different one- they were in a group of six- agreed by saying, "Yeah, I heard she got stabbed not too long ago because she defended one of her own. I mean, she would make a great leader for this nation. It's a pity that she isn't going to be in the Selection. She would've been a great Princess and Queen."
I didn't listen to anything else he had to say, though I agreed with him. America Singer would make a good Princess and Queen which made me wonder if she would be a great wife and mother. I liked to believe she would be a great one, I'd already had dreams about that. Just the previous night had I dreamed about her being my wife and we had been looking over our child. It had been a wonderful dream and it was what got me through the days, the visions of her in my dreams but they weren't enough to make me want to work.
Instead of continuing my journey to my room, I went to my mothers intead and walked in without knocking.
"Right," I said with a frown, remembering that my mother told me to knock before I walked in before. "Knocking, sorry. I was just wondering, is America Singer here?"
"It is okay, my dear. And as a matter of fact, Miss Singer is indeed here. She is as a matter of fact the leader of the Fighters. I thought you knew, I pressume you didn't now?"
"No, I didn't."I say.
"Well, like I said, she is here. Your father gave her permission to bring two other girls with her. The three of them sleep on the floor where the other Selected Girls will sleep. Your father and I agreed that it would be a better idea. They would be close to the Girls so when danger comes, they can be faster when it comes." She told me. "The last room on the right."
Thank you, Mother, I'll leave you know. Bye, mother." I smiled before leaving and ran down the stairs to the room my sister pointed to. I was about to barge in when I remembered that she wasn't family and I had no claim over her so I had to be polite. Being pollite, I knocked on the door. Not too long after, she opened the door. I took in her attire and held back a groan.
She was wearing black yoga pants with sports bra and a NIKE hoodie to cover up her naked skin. What skin I could see was covered in sweat, showing that she had been working out. What caught my eye though was the fact that she smiled big at me.
"Hey." She breathed.
I smiled. "Hey. Can I come in?"She opened the door wider and stepped aside to let me in. "Thanks."
She smiled again. "You're welcome. What can I help you with?"
I shrugged. "Just wanted to see you again. Are you okay? Did Leger come onto you again?"
"No." She smiled. "He didn't, but thank you for the concern. Was there anything else you wanted to know?"
"Yes, how are you? I mean, how are you dealing with being away from your family? From your fighters?"
"It's hard, but I do stay in touch with them. For work I have my computer which allows me to Skype with them. I have my phone as well. I can write so staying in touch won't be a problem. As a matter of fact, I was just about to make a video for my family and one for the people at home. Would you like to join me?" America asked, pointing at the computer that was set up.
"I'd love that." I agreed.
"Good." She commented with a smile.
Once she said that, she sat behind the table and pulled a chair beside her before motioning for me to sit down. I watched her pull up the video app and watched her pull up a new video to make. She turned to me to ask if I was ready before she started.
"Hey, guys. I just wanted to let you know that I was okay and that I was safe but I know you, Mom, and I know you wouldn't believe me until you saw me. So, here I am. As you can see, I am indeed sitting next to the Prince."
"Hello." I politely greeted.
"I know I didn't tell you a lot but that was because I didn't know a lot. Now that Prince Maxon is here, I thought maybe he could help me with explaining everything?" She looked at me for confirmation and I nodded. "Well, first and foremost, I am the leader of the Fighters. That means I give orders and plan their stationary."
"Your daughter also makes sure their work is done properly and that they don't lack. She can also be called to protect me or my mother." I added.
I saw America nod. "For example, I am protecting Maxon for the next three weeks until the Selected Girls come here. By then, I will back on and be more around the Queen."
That was news to me but I liked it. I just got to hear that I'm going to be around the girl of my dreams, quite literally, for three weeks straight. I am going to see her everyday, and not just for the next three weeks but for the whole Selection. How lucky could a guy be?
I didn't know yet, but I was sure I was going to find out how fast luck can run out.
My luck did indeed run out quite quickly because as soon as Daphne saw me at my Birthday Party, she was immediately by my side. I knew how she felt about me but I didn't feel the same way. If I hadn't known America, I might have returned the feelings but I did know her and I did like her so I knew I would never return the feelings Daphne had for me and as much as it hurt me to hurt her, I had to make clear it was never going to happen.
So, America went undercover. We had become close friends, not close enough for me, and Father had agreed with her being my date. That way she was close to me throughout the whole night and could protect me at all costs. I could see how dedicated she was to her job and what she did for the people- when she had a day off, she went to volunteer in the local hospital and went to cheer up the children- so I knew she would catch a bullet for me, even if I wasn't the Prince nor her friend. She posed as my date all evening long and if people asked who she was, we said she was one of my childhood friends who had come to visit, the daughter of some diplomat.
To say I was astound when I saw her was an understatement.
I went to pick her up at her room and just like the first time I had been there- the day we made the videos- I had to bite back a groan because she looked absolutely deliciouss. I guess that wasn't the best way to put it. I was trying to say that America looked absolutely gorgeous. There were no words for the beauty in front of me. Though the dress she was wearing looked vaguely familiar.
I didn't know where I saw it before but I just shrugged it off. There are a lot of dresses in this palace I have seen before it actually gets worn so it could be one of them.
The dress was a soft blue/green beaded dress. It was long and just looked royal. She was wearing heels because she could reach my ear now when normally she only barely reached my chin. She wasn't wearing any make-up, safe for lipgloss and mascara. Also jewels she didn't wear except for a pair of earrings. Her hair was done in a twisted bun, it was the first time that I had seen her hair fully up in anything else than a ponytail. I couldn't help but think that she looked like a true princess.
I snapped out of my daze quickly and smiled when I saw she was looking at me from head to toe as well. "La- Miss America, can I just tell you how wonderful you look."
My talking snapped her out of her daze and she smiled. "Thank you. You look handsome as well. Seeing you dressed up like this in real life is truly different than when I saw you on TV." She said. "It always gave me an impression of you, I had my opinions about you when I was younger, what am I saying? I still had them when I met you."
"What changed?" I asked as I offered my arm.
"I met you." Was her simple answer.
I smiled until I realized what that meant. "Wait, what was your impression of me when you only saw me on TV?"
A blush crept up her cheeks. "I used to think you were boring, stiff, rigid and a distant person."
"At least she was honest." I replied under my breath. "What do you think of me now?"
"The complete opposite. You aren't boring at all, I find myself able to have fun with you. Stiff, not at all. You're the greatest person I knew, you're very open- towards me- so you can't be distant. But, I guess someone would have to know you to see that side of you because last Friday I saw you on the Report again and you were the same person. If I hadn't already met you, I would have grown on my old beliefs again."
"Well, it is nice to know that some women think of me in an other way than just a Prince who can give them the Crown. I knew the first time that I saw you were different, it's just when we started to talk that I realised that you being different might not be that bad." I confessed.
"Well, I do not wish to be a Princess nor a Queen. I don't know if my wishes would change over time. I do know that if I were to ever fall in love with you, I would love to be Queen. Just to be by your side. At the moment, though, I only want to be Leader."
My heart swelled when she talked about being in love with me. I know I was falling for her, even more so now that I know more about her. She's very nice person and I know for a fact that she would be a great person to have at your side. I envied the man that would ever have the privilege of calling her his because he would have the best wife to rely on. I resent the day that she would tell me who it would be. I don't want to know who she will fall in love with because I want to be that person but I knew I would never be that person so it was lost hope.
Quickly, we entered the Ball Room and as I had mentioned before, Daphne was quickly by side. Definitely when America left to go talk to Mother, though she was standing behind me. I found out why the dress looked so familiar and how the schedule would look like until the Selected Girls would look like. I found out that she would guard my mother in the weekends while she would be by my side during the week, unless I had a date- it was her request not to be there for that- I didn't get why but was happy about the fact that she would be by my side for a large part of the time.
I just wish she could be by my side all the time.
For those who are interested, I have made a video and put it up on YouTube. It is my dream cast for the Selection movie so go check that out of you want.
www . youtube watch ? v = aQo5C02l - Fs
