So I was reading through my story so far and I am so sorry about all the grammar mistakes, and the wording might not make sense so I fix those up. Also important info, I will be trying to update a chapter once or twice every week, but please note I said trying. I will be having exams for the next two months that I need to study for, but I won't neglect all you readers. Love Monkeys4ever001.
America POV
I cannot stand to be in my own home anymore. The only sounds you can hear in there are the phone ringing and people shouting to get in touch with us to get me ready to go to the palace in a few days. This is so new to me with all the attention, but I mean I do get a lot of gigs at parties of threes and twos, but this is simply torture. Everywhere I turn I see someone trying to get my autograph or glaring at me for getting into the selection. Or in my house, people from the palace coming in questioning me or poking, prodding at me for the new wardrobe of dresses for at my new home for the time I'm staying at the castle for. For once in my life, I might actually hate people in general.
I can only do so much to be ready for the selection, but I am only an ordinary five. I am no one special, or even relatively pretty, just plain. I am always trying to find a way out of the only place I used to feel peaceful, that's right I don't feel peaceful in my own home anymore, all because of this stupid selection. Then there are boys lining up at our house to get me to agree to one of them for my hand in marriage, since I will be moving up to caste three with my family(I know that only America can move up to caste three, but I wanted to be fair to her family. Also this is my story I do what I want). I will not agree to anyone on just the spot like that, it will take time to find the perfect one. The one who will hold me in their arms when I'm sad, the one who will say sweet things to me every day, and the one who will sweep me off of my feet like they were meant to court me. So everyone will have to take the rejection that I give to them. Plus all the girls already hate me for taking their spot, and now I'm am apparently taking all the boys in the Carolina. I never asked for this life, all I wanted to do was live a long life with my wonderful family. This will drive me insane if I don't get out of here soon.
Mostly all I am doing is performing nonstop, since I'm popular now, clients have been lining up to get me to perform at their parties. This is what I'm doing to help my family now, so when I leave they have some money to use till they get the compensation next month. I don't have to pack anything since they will provide me with all the necessities that I need at the palace. So being me, I pack a small bag with small trinkets of home for me to go through when I feel homesick. Nothing to over the top, just some pictures, hair ribbons, and a pair of clothes to wear when wanting to be as normal as I can be with this extravagant change. Nothing will be the same after I leave, and if I come back. All I hope that this will be a good thing for my family. I was never one to be selfish and conceited on being rich, all my riches come from the memories with my family. Nothing will change that. Maybe if I come home early in the competition, we could live happily as threes and I could teach music.
We will see when the time comes. Now it just seems like I don't have a straight forward decision to do with this chance at the palace. Would I fight for the prince's heart or will I try to be a friend and leave as soon as possible. No one can tell the future, but I do have knowledge on that this won't work for love.
What do you think? Please review your thoughts. Also thanks to those who love my story. 3