A/N: Hey guys so I'm back. I was finishing Blood Promise could not put it down. I know we can't have Dimitri as a Strigoi but am I the only one really liking if they were both Strigoi and their plans to rule together. Now I'm onto Spirit Bound and I'm really hating Lissa and Christian right now. I want to lock them in a room until they get back together. Seriously, Christian knows what happened so he should just forgive her and move on. Anyway, enough blabber. Here is the next chapter of Vampire Selection. Hope you like it :D!

Obviously I cant have all 35 girls from the selection and there aren't enough female young adults in VA so I have to change the ages of some of the other characters like Tasha. Please just go with it.

LittleMissDramione

Dimitri POV

I was dreaming of my mysterious girl again. We were in the gardens and I was chasing her. Her dark hair was flying behind her. She looked over her shoulder and laughed. I smiled, loving the sound of her laugh.

"Come get me Dimitri." She giggled again standing still. I reached out towards her but she ducked as soon I did, running away again. I ran after her into the maze, following the sound of her footsteps. Soon enough I found her standing in the middle. Putting my hand on her shoulder, I suddenly felt cold. She turned around and she stared at me. Her once happy smile was gone, her eyes filled with fear.

"Help me" I tried to respond but nothing came out of my voice. I tried reaching out for her but she faded away before I could grasp her.

I bolted up, shaking off my dream. She needed me. I rubbed my eyes and saw Grandmama sitting on the edge.

"You dreamt of her didn't you?" I looked in shock at her. Really I shouldn't have been surprised. Grandmama was like a witch sort of. Or psychic or whatever. She couldn't tell the future or predict things but somehow she just knew things that tried to remain hidden. Like my dream for instance.

"What does it mean?" She looked up at ceiling and the at me with a frown on her face.

"Be careful." She promptly got up and left, leaving me with only those words. Great help. I sighed and got up dressed. I was actually on time to breakfast due to my dream. I saw mama reading. It looked like another application. I was giving up hope that I would ever see the girl from the village again.

"Dimitri, add this girl as your 35th entry for the Selection."

"Mama, you said I could choose the last girl." It was pointless but I still wanted time to sort through and find the mystery girl's application if I could.

"Yes but I like this one and I know she'd be a good match for you if you chose her. Here" She passed to Karolina who passed it to Victoria. I tried to grab it but Victoria held it out of reach.

"She's pretty. I wish I had dark long hair like that." I perked up. Any girl could have long dark hair but I had to check. One last shred of hope.

"Just give it to me."

"Fine." She handed it over and I scrambled to look at it. I couldn't believe it. It was her. She was smiling in her picture. Just like she had in my dream. I looked down to her details. Name: Rosemarie Hathaway. Age: 16. D.O.B: 28 March 1992. (I just got the date from wiki. It's not really important) The list went on. Hair and eye colour. Height. Weight. Skills etc. She was perfect. She was younger than I first thought but that wouldn't be an issue. Love doesn't happen or not based on the person's age.

"So you like her then?" I looked up to see my sisters and mama eagerly looking at me. I nodded and went back to reading. Mama smiled at me before going back to her breakfast. I finished up and went back to my room immediately placing Rose's application amongst the 34 other women I chosen. I knew that I should give all the other women a chance to get to know them but right now, I just wanted to know her. All neatly bundled and tied up, I gave the pile to the maid who was cleaning my room. Once they were sent out, each Selected would receive an invitation by letter in the mail addressing everything about the selection and what would happen. The news of who was selected would be printed in the Sunday newspaper tomorrow. But it would be at least a week before I would see any of the Selected women.

Rose POV

Once it was Sunday, I bought a copy of the paper as soon as I could. More copies were being sold on that one day than they had in a year. I had waited in line for nearly an hr to get my hands on one. The selection was front news and continued on page 8. I quickly flipped through until the found the two-page story. It talked about the selection itself and what it would mean for one of the lucky 35 women. I skimmed over it, and found the list in the middle. It wasn't in alphabetical order so I had to go through the whole thing. Naturally it was written in Russian but I could make out a few names. Vasilisa Dragomir, Celeste Newsome, Natasha Ozera, Mia Rinaldi. I reading until I found my name in-between Marlee Tames and Kriss Ambers. I had made it! I would finally get to see the Prince again. I was happily making my way back to the motel to start packing my things. No doubt in a few days time someone would be coming to escort me to the palace. As turned the street corner, I saw the old lady who gave me the flyer, walk out of the café next to the motel. She spotted and smiled.

"So did you make it?" I grinned and showed her the paper.

"So now you have a chance of fixing that problem of yours." I was confused as to what she was talking about but remembered a second later. In my anxiousness and want to see the prince again, I'd forgotten the whole reason why I came to Russia in the first place. This was what I came for. I need to secure a better marriage to get out of the horrible one father set up. No way would I marry that man. Even with his wealth and security.

"Yes. This is my only shot." I wish I could tell her but for now the only person I could trust was myself and I think she sensed that.

"Well good luck then." She gave me a hug and went on her way. Two days after, the landslord knocked at my door saying that Palace escort was here to collect me. I grabbed my bags and followed suit. Waiting outside was a fancy limo. The driver took my bags and put them in the boot before opening the door. When I got inside, I saw three other girls already sitting there. Two were avidly chatting away while the other sat at the other side, filing her nails. I knew her type immediately. I'd had my share of meeting 'prissy princesses' growing up. I sat opposite the two girls and wait for the limo to move again.

"Privet, ya Vasilisa Dragomir, I eto Mia Rinal'di. Kto ty?" The girl on the right with blonde hair asked.

(Hi, I'm Vasilisa Dragomir and this is Mia Rinaldi. Who are you?")

"Rosemarie Kheteuey" I replied. It only just occurred to me that I would probably have to speak Russian most of the time I was here and definitely for formal occasions.

"Vy govorite po-angliyski ili tol'ko russkim?"

(Do you speak English or just Russian?") I nodded and the blonde let out a sigh of relief I'm guessing.

"We tried talking to the girl over there but she's not that friendly so we've just kept away.

"I could tell from the nail filing and glaring looks our way." The blonde, or Vasilisa rather, let out a laugh.

"I guess you can. Are you excited for the selection?!"

"It's a chance of a lifetime." The girl next to her said. What was her name again? I'd find out again later. I knew then I would never be able to trust any of these girls, no matter how friendly they were. We were completely against each other and I couldn't have them getting leverage to use against me.

"I entered only so I could meet the prince again." Vasilisa stared at me wide eyed.

"You've met Prince Dimitri before?! How?! When?!" The girl next to her leaned in, eager to hear my story. Across the limo, I saw the other girl had put down her file and was glaring at me, daring me to tell what happen. She now saw me as a threat I suppose.

"I didn't get to talk to him or anything, but I saw him at the orphanage when it was opened and as he saw me, he stopped. It looked like she was going to walk to me, but he guard directed him to the car and he left."

"No fair, you have an advantage" Vasilisa said sticking her tongue out afterwards.

"I wanted to go to that but I couldn't get of work." The car had stopped again and the door was opened. A girl hoped and said with the girl filing her nails. Within minutes they were laughing together and both looking at us with disgust.

"That's the last one. We're coming in." The driver spoke on his radio. I didn't hear the other end of the conversation but the car started moving again. Half an hour later we arrived. Vasilisa and I were looking out the car window at the beautiful view. We were going to be living here for the next few weeks or so. The palace was magnificent. The car stopped and we were let out. A butler was waiting to escort the five of us through the doors. The inside was even more beautiful. We were lead to what I assume was a beauty room. Several maids were waiting.

"Is this the first of them? Thank you Gerald." The girl walked up to us and smiled.

"I am Princess Viktoria and I so excited to meet you all but I will talk to you all later. Right now, you have photos to be taken and primping to be done." She smiled again before she went off.

"Alright now play time's over ladies. Let's get these women ready. Miss Newsome, you'll be at station 1. Miss Dragomir at 2, Miss Hathaway at 3, Miss Rinaldi at 4 and Miss Ozera at 5. Let's go." The woman with the clipboard walked over the camera crew. I saw the other girls had already moved so I found station 3 and sat in front of the mirror. Three women came and surrounded me.

"Alright so what kind of image are we going for here." The women were looking before I realised they were talking to me.

"Um, one that says I'm worthy of a prince I guess." The ladies giggled before setting to work. One was working on my feet and the other my hands.

"Your hair is lovely darling. Such a dark brown. Maybe we could put some streaks in or change the style. Take a couple inches off." I grabbed my hair away from her.

"No cutting. I want my hair the way it is. A small trim maybe but no major changes."

"Alright then." I sat down for the next hour or so, my feet and hands were buffed and polished, nails done French manicure style. My hair was washed and smelled like coconut. Two of my ladies had gone to work on other girls as they arrived.

"Alright you're all done. How do you like your makeup?" I had requested a light natural look like I did back home.

"It's perfect thank you." I smiled and looked over to Vasilisa sitting next to me. Her maid was rubbing an oil or something into her hair, rubbing her scalp. The woman with the clipboard came back and took me over to the stand where the crew were standing.

"Alright just stand and smile. Perfect. Now go wait over at the lounge please." She walked off again towards another girl. Ten minutes later, Vasilisa sat down next to me.

"So this is what it's like to be a Princess." I laughed. My life at home wasn't this luxurious but I did have my own maid to help me get dressed and run bathes for me. But we didn't have dozens of servants, guards and butlers running around.

"Must be." Mia came over and we talked about what we thought Prince Dimitri was looking for in a wife. Well I tried but I couldn't get into as much as the girls.

"Alright ladies, while the others are still getting ready let's have a tour and then I'll assign rooms to you. As you know, my name is Syliva and I am the Royal Planner. I am helping His Highness host this Selection. My camera crew will be keeping the country up to date on what's happening here so don't be alarmed if you see them. Every so often we'll be doing a segment for the 6pm news but other than that you'll be in magazines and newpapers and blogs whatnot. So the room you were just in is the Women's Parlour. The Queen has it for her own use and that is where you'll be during the day unless your on a date or if a formal event is on. Now this is the Dining Room" I continued to listen but I really just wanted to be in my room.

"Alright ladies you rooms will be on level 2. Unless you are invited up by the Prince or any other Royal, you are not allowed up on level 3. The only reason you should be up there is if the Prince feels that you could really be the one and he's showing you the Princess Suite but I don't think that'll happen any time soon. Now, you each have three maids in your room. They are up there now waiting for you. Any command you give them, they will follow. You will also have to guards posted out front. The rooms have connecting doors inside but that's for you to decide to use. Your Room will have your name on it so it shouldn't be too hard to find. Your bags are waiting for you as well. Dinner will be at 6pm and you'll be join by Her Majesty and the princesses. Good day ladies." I walked down the hall to find mine next to Vasilisa's. I opened the door and found three maids waiting for me.

"Lady Hathaway, my name Elaine and this is Joanne and Claire. We are here to serve you for as long as you are here."

"Thank you."

"May I help you select a dress for tonight?" She opened the wardrobe and inside were some of the most beautiful dresses I'd ever seen. I didn't know which one to pick. I wanted to look my best tonight.

I had picked a strapless midnight blue dress for dinner. I didn't want anything pink, but my maids insisted on me not wearing black like I wanted. Instead, Elaine found the dark blue dress and I couldn't deny it was beautiful. So I put it on with the help of Joanna and Claire. It wasn't too poofy and big which is what I like best about. It seemed to fall down like a waterfall. Elaine spent ten minutes touching up my make up before pulling out a pair of silver pumps for me to wear.

"Now for the final touch. A bit of jewellery. Something simple and elegant." She went over to a wooden box on the desk and came back with a diamond pendant and matching earrings. The pendant was made from diamonds formatted together in a circle like knot. It was perfect. Looking in the mirror, I hardly recognised myself.

"Breathtaking, my lady. You'll be sure to impress the royal family tonight. If I may, the best way would be through Her Highness Princess Viktoria. She's only a year older than you and she's very eager to get to know all the ladies. His Highness will be turning to his family for advice on who pick as his queen. If they like you, then they'll tell him."

"Shouldn't I be trying to get the Prince to like me though. He'll marry who he can imagine spending a life with."

"Of course, but I'm sure that High Highness will like you immediately. It doesn't hurt to have the rest of the family backing you. Alright, time to go down." I thanked them and made my way to the Dining Room. There were already a dozen girls there chatting to each other. I found my name on a place card and sat down. Unfortunately, this time I wasn't placed next to Vasilisa. Instead I was placed next to a girl called Celeste. I recognised her as the girl that entered the car after me. Great. She rolled her eyes at me before turning to talk to the girl next to her. Seriously what was her problem? I would be seriously disappointed in the prince if he chose her. Not to mention what would happen if she became queen.

Dimitri's POV

They were all in the dining room. She was there. I couldn't wait to meet her tomorrow. I would got tonight but mama says that in other Selections, the Prince wasn't allowed to meet the ladies until the day after they arrived. So here I had to wait. But that didn't mean I couldn't have spies. I walked out of mine and crossed the hall to Viktoria's. I knocked on the door and one of her maids opened it.

"Yes Dimitri." Viktoria was sitting down having her hair done.

"I need you to do something for me tonight. Get to know all the girls what they're like reporting back to me."

"Well that was the plan. I can also learn a bit more on the girl mum picked. You read her application for like ten minutes before mum got your attention." There was no point denying it to Viktoria. She stood up and put her shoes on.

"I'll come as soon as the dinner is over." She gave me a hug and walked out. Now I just had to wait. Again. I sighed and headed back to my room. This was going to be long night.

Rose's POV

As the minutes passed, the rest of the ladies arrived and sat waiting for the royal family to arrive. Finally they were announced and walked to the head of the table. My eyes went straight to Princess Viktoria. I had met her already at the Women's Parlour when we arrived so maybe should would remember me. The Queen was chatting her other daughter Princess Karolina.

"So what do you think it'll be like to meet the Prince tomorrow." I turned to see a red headed girl looking at me. I racked my brain for an answer. I wasn't as enthusiastic as the rest of these girls.

"Interesting I guess. Although I hope I don't get eliminated. I would hope to stay longer than one day."

"Oh I know. I guess we'll just have to wait and see."

"So do you think we'll have to speak Russian with him or English? When I meet the princess on arrival she spoke English."

"I'm not sure. I actually don't know how to speak Russian."

"So why did you apply if you don't speak Russian?"

"Actually, I did it as a whim. I'm here on holiday with my sister Kenna. She was the one who suggested we enter for fun. I mean a chance to become royalty. Why not? I never believed I would actually get here though. But now that I'm here, Kenna has gone home to inform the rest of our family."

"Alright so what will you do if you do win the Prince's heart?"

"Move here. Learn Russian of course." She laughed and I couldn't help but laugh with her."

"I'm America Singer by the way."

"Rosemarie Hathaway." We kept talking until dinner arrived. I learned that she was from the United States, Carolina. She's 17 and had never left the U.S before. She was a really nice girl but I still needed to keep to myself. Once dinner was finished and we were allowed to retire, I went straight to my room and went to bed.