As I get ready for my date I don't think I'm as nervous as I should be. My clothes are moderately fancy, something I would never be able to afford at home, but seem cheep in the palace. It consists of an overly large grey sweatshirt, with a grey tank top underneath it. The grey sweatshirt is pretty large so it has loose sleeves, showing off the straps of the undershirt. This larger sweatshirt also means that it has extra length, making it go down to my upper thigh area. Sonora has also given me some black leggings to wear underneath it all, so my muscular legs are accented through the tight material. Then Runa put my hair into what she calls a messy french braid. I'm given subtle jewelry to wear; stud earrings, no necklace and thin, circular, black bands to wear on my wrists (though I don't understand why it's necessary, since my over large sleeves cover them up.) Then, much to my delight, I am given a pair of black flats.

So, currently, I'm feeling quite at ease. I'm so comfortable that I'm laying on my bed and just staring out the window. It's dark outside now, though it's not extremely late, and you can see the stars outside. It's strange thinking that they are the same stars that I had looked up to my whole life, for they look so different now. It seems as though they just look like a perfect backdrop. Just a pretty piece of scenery that matches the garden, though at home it was the focal point. Nothing could compare to the glitter in the night sky, for there were no competing lights to drown out its glory. Every Seven kept lights off at all times, if they even had an option to turn them on in the first place, so whenever you looked up all you saw were the stars. In fact, Odelia and I used to have little parties every full moon, for it was the only time we could have actual light shinning through the darkness. Just the thought of her makes me smile and I realize I haven't written to her yet. So I immediately get up and grab the nearest paper, which is quite simple since there is paper nearly everywhere, and start writing.

Dear Odelia

I can't believe it's been two days since I said goodbye to you. Life's been spectacular so far, you would love it. The dresses here are simply the most beautiful things you can imagine, and it's so clean here I was able to wear a white dress to breakfast! Can you believe it? I have also been forced to wear these awkward contraptions that they call high heels. They are similar to normal shoes except the heel part it raised off the ground significantly more than the toes. Forcing you to stand unevenly on the balls of your feet and causing falling to be a common event...

I was cut off from my letter as the door opened and in walked The Prince, although he didn't look too princely. He just looked like a normal guy. He was wearing jeans that were slightly faded and a black shirt to go along with it. His brown hair was slightly messy, though not a rat's nest either. It seemed as though he had tried to tame it using only a brush and had succeeded only temporarily. Then, I looked at his eyes and I was lost again. It wasn't as though we were having a staring contest though. It was as if he was a lock that still needed a key, and I was trying to pick it because behind those doors was a treasure that I found to be more intriguing every moment I stared.

"Shall we be on our way?" Alex finally asked

"Yes." I reply, "Yes we shall."

"I must confess" Alex says, " when my servants told me I didn't have to dress up I was skeptical, though I'm glad they did. It removes a whole layer of stress from this date that I didn't even realize was there."

"I agree" I say wholeheartedly, "before you came I was able to just lay on my bed and wait. When, if I was dressed up, I probably would have paced around my room in impatience."

Alex chuckles a little bit before we fall into a comfortable silence. It was fine since I didn't feel like talking as we were walking down the marble hallway and obviously Alex didn't either. I felt a little guilty as we passed by the doors I knew lead to the other selected rooms. For I was the first date, and it was so quiet that they could probably hear us through the doors. Finally though, as Alex pressed the door for the elevators I couldn't hold back my curiosity any longer.

"Where are we you going?"

"The garden." He replies, "You said in your application that you love art. So I'm going to give you some of my favorite inspirations."

Hello again. So I promised I would post every other day and TADA! I'm sorry a lot of my followers will probably not read this today since it's so late but I was true to my word and posted. *acomplished sigh of relief* It's been so busy these past two days that I ended up staying up till about midnight writing this (if you can't see the publication time). I'm sorry not much plot moving happened and the date part isn't technically happening but don't worry. I've got some good ideas for this date and wanted to write them when I had actual time. I also wanted to post this when it's still the eighth. Anyway, TADA again. And hope you like it.

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