This is my first fanfiction I ever wrote, so please read and review. I will try to write as best as I can, and your opinions matter to me as a writer. Please don't hesitate to citizize. I hope you enjoy this story, it is a little bit different than all the other fanfictions than have been written.-MF001

AMERICA POV

It was just like any other day in Carolina, and there probably nothing interesting like everyday. That was I was corrected of my pessimistic point of view, when a strange man cloaked in all black came up onto our door step asking," do you contain a daughter between the age of 16-20?" It was an odd question,but my mother answered any ways,"yes we do her name is-"

"America Singer, daughter of Shalom and Madga Singer."

It was very disconcerting that this man knew my name and parents, even though he asked. When I looked at my mother, all I saw was a look of nervousness and I could feel the tension radiating off of her. I was almost like she knew what was going on. Before I could ask the man gave mother a slip of paper that is far more elegant than I have ever seen in my life as a five and when I look up to the door, the man had disappeared.

I then ask," mother who was that man, and what did he want by giving you that?" Pointing to the slip.

All that she replied was that, " It's time." When she suddenly snapped out of her trance and cheerfully babbled," time for lunch!" Nothing will make me understand my mother at all.

At the table father and mother were exchanging glances the whole time, while May and Gerad were arguing about what is the best way to spend their day tomorrow after their studies. When finally father cleared his throat and all conversation cease to continue.

"America, I know you just turned seventeen these past few months, and there is a special event going on in Illea. You may have to attend if you are selected to join-"

"Father, what are talking about?"

"I'm talking about the selection of our very own prince."

"But that is impossible! You said it yourself that the royals kept to themselves all these years when I was born." Apparently two months after mother gave birth to me, the royal family,consisting of King Clarkson,Queen Amberly, and Prince Maxon, just disappeared and no one knows where they have been or what they have been doing these past two decades. They have stopped the selection for a while, since there have been disappearances of the girls, who supposedly were close to the past princes, now they want to start tradition again?

"Well there is nothing I am able to do, once they give you a slip, you are automatically in the drawing of the other girls waiting to be selected. This will also be a great opportunity for you to get out of Carolina for a while."

Then mother just had to pipe in," also they will give us compensation from you competing for the Prince's heart."

Now this just seems wrong to me, like this is a lottery, gambling the hearts of girls through this sexist way of finding a wife. Have they not heard of true love? Because it isn't going to happen with a limit on the amount of girls there are.

-TWO WEEKS LATER-

It is now the airing of the selection candidates on "The Report", everyone is nervous. Well, everyone besides me of course. I made sure that I wore the simplest look on my face when taking the picture to go with the other legal forms. Now with that, I'm certain that I will not get in. Everyone is gathered around the T.V. when the national anthem started to play. Gavral Fadaye, the host, introduced the Royal family, they all looked so uptight and tense. Like they were uncomfortable to be with other people around.

"So, your majesties, I believe that everyone wants to know why the sudden show up when you 'disappeared ' seventeen years ago?"

"Well Gavral , as the leader of this country, I cannot just sit and see what is happening to Illea I was actually running it while under the radar. But this isn't about politics, this is the coming out of my son's twentieth birthday. He will now have his selection after the years of broken tradition, he will now amend it with his own. So let's get on with announcing the thirty-five beautiful ladies who get the chance of a life time to win my son's heart and become a princess."

"Thank you your majesty, now let us see the ladies who will be competing"

The first picture was of this with dirty-blonde hair with these deep emerald-green eyes,"Miss Eden Summers , caste four, of Waterfalls." Basically it just kept going like this till I saw a girl with firery-red hair, deep ice-blue eyes, a pale completion that contrasts with her hair, and a smile that compliments her trancing eyes. That was when I realized that it was me who was on the screen.

"Miss America Singer, caste five, of Carolina."

I barely caught that with the shock induced coma I went through. Everyone was silent, no one knew what to say. Everything was so unexpected, now my future just got dark. After we watched the rest of the girls that got picked, I retired to my bedroom. All I did was lay on my bed and stared at the ceiling thinking,'when did my life take a turn upside down.' Nothing will prepare me for what will happen at the palace, and nothing will prepare me for change.