At least he let me know beforehand but I was kind of bummed that I had to talk to other people. I've had to move around a lot over the eighteen years of my life. Every place was a little different, but school was always the same. Get new classes, get bullied since you're new, and never make friends. This was always the case until I met Karla. She understood my situation and never left me alone since I first met her. I don't know what I would do without her. I felt just like I feel now, being left and leaving people behind. I've never been the social butterfly of a group. This is going to be difficult, but I am going to see if Courtney wants to do anything after dinner. I close down the room, put the painting back, and head down the stairs to Lunch. I come to the end of the stairwell and hear lots of commotion from the dining room. As I walk in the door, Courtney comes up to me and shares the news "Apparently the Prince is going to send home some girls before lunch."

"So that's what all the commotion is." I nod my head

"You aren't the least bit worried that you could go home?" She questioned me

"Yeah, I am terrified but I don't see why I would go home. I didn't do anything wrong."

"He could deem any of us not ready to be the queen. Did you know that he was watching us dance through the cameras? It's for the purpose of selecting or sending us home." She sounds terrified of the thought of being surveyed.

"He was watching? I thought they were just lessons?" I hope he didn't see how great of a time I had with lieutenant Cassidy, or what we were talking about.

"The talk's going around that they are tests and those that do the worst get sent home by the Prince."

"That's just talk, right? Nothing has been proven or found?" I get super worried. No wonder he wanted to help me.

"All I've heard is that Sydney overheard council members when she was in the ladies room. They were talking about it."

"I'm still not entirely going to believe that. She could just be trying to create rumors." I have my skepticism with this Sydney character.

"You do you" Then she walks away with a sassy sway in her hips. So much for the six that I met on the plane. She has definitely taken the royalty to the next level, while I don't like it that much.

"Can all of you wonderful ladies sit down for me please?" Ryan announces. Everyone quickly gets to their seats and He continues, "I am pretty sure all of you have heard by now, but I intend to send five girls home." Everyone gasps.

"I'm sure that all of the girls I call will find their true love and I intend to find mine too. The girls that must leave are Emma, Kayla, Mabel, Abby, and Dona." He says in an unwavering tone. The five girls that who were called, walk over to the door that they were instructed to go. Although I had never met them before I feel sympathy for them.

This is a contest, everybody has to lose for you to win.

We are then instructed to eat dinner until we are dismissed. I cannot help but to think of the five girls that were sent away within a day. I'm just glad that it wasn't me, to think what my parents are thinking now. Their only daughter betrayed them to become the future queen of Illea. They must be furious and wishing for me to be sent home so they can whip me into shape. They would try to pick who I would marry and what my career would be. That would be horrible and I am reminded the reason why I entered into The Selection. I decide to wink at Ryan to confirm the date tonight, he winks in response. This couldn't be too bad, I would just have to be myself. Plus I don't know how to be flirty or to bat my eyelashes and sway my hips, that's just not my style. He seems to be enjoying the real me anyway so why change, right? We are dismissed and I head up to my room when I get pulled into a hallway beside the stairs. "Shhhh" Ryan says as I glare at him. Nobody is listening anymore and I practically yell at him "Are you serious, couldn't you just sent a note or something. You're the Prince for goodness sake."

"Ok, cool down, I only wanted to talk alone."

"What is it then?" I lower my voice

"I saw that you enjoy pants and am assuming that you want to wear them, right?" He looks at me as if searching for an answer in my face.

"I would love to wear pants, but that's against the women dress code here, apparently." I roll my eyes to add effect.

"Let's just say I can get a way around that, but listen to me first." I nod in response. "So you know how we made that deal well, that was my twisted way to ask you out on a date. I didn't have enough courage to ask you straight up like probably all the guys in your home town." He looks relived to let that out.

"Well let's just say that I have never been asked out before, if that makes you feel better." I try to cheer him up and add, "Was there anything else you want to say before I get ready for our date?"

"I got your maids to help me get you a pair of pants. Feel free to wear them later." With that I lose my cool and hug him to thank him for the gesture. When I let go I notice a little bit of blush on his face. He pushes it off and leaves without saying anything.

I just made Ryan blush, score!