I DO NOT OWN THE SELECTION SERIES. SHOUT OUT TO BRADILAIN FOR CREATING THIS CHARACTER.

Baton Rogue. Province of Midston.

Catalina Espinoza was doing what she loved: make up. She had gotten a free lance gig as a make up artist for a prominent playhouse in Baton Rogue. It payed very well and everyone there treated her pleasantly enough. At this particular moment, she was watching in the wings as the players finished that day's performance. They received a standing ovation, as they always did and it just kind of stung for Cat. She was an integral part of the process. Her skills with make up help create the illusion that the people on stage were not merely actors, but actual characters. Yet she never stood on stage in front of a cheering crowd, she never got to bask in the glory. It was simply unfair as far as she was concerned. As she was packing up her things, one of her fellow artists patted her on the shoulder.

"Your styles were amazing Cat!" he exclaimed as he headed out the door.

"Why thank you." she said as she bashed her eyes at the fellow. When she finished packing, Cat saw that everyone had left the theater. Clearly, they all wanted to get back home as soon as possible so that they could tune into The Report to see who the new king had chosen for his selection. Luckily, it was live streaming on the internet, so Cat decided to go back into the female dressing room and watch it there. As she sat down, she noticed that Vivianne was calling her. Cat quickly muted it and went back to the internet. Just because she was her mother in the biological sense didn't mean that she had to talk to her. Cat knew that if her mother could have kept her legs closed around their neighbor, her father would still be with them. Cat shook the memory from her mind as she found the website. On cue, the national anthem of Illèa began to play and King Peter's smiling face came on screen.

"Good afternoon, my fellow Illèans." Peter said with a smile. "I am happy to announce that after going through thousands of applications, I have chosen the thirty five women who will participate in my selection."

"Come on...mama needs some prestige..." Cat whispered as she stared at the screen.

"From the province of Bankston...miss Gertrude Reagan..." Peter said as he passed through the provinces.

"Get to me already!" she gritted as the suspense was killing her. Finally, the king reached her province.

"From the province of Midston... miss Catalina Espinoza..."Peter said as Cat let out a shriek of joy. She had been chosen out of every other eligible girl in Midston. If only the girls from school could see her now.

"Now my name's going to be recognized all over the country, I'll get more wealthy clients...and maybe I can have some fun with...his majesty..." Cat said as she shot herself a wink in the mirror.

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