Clarke:

After I got off the lonely plane ride, a chauffeur drove me to the castle. In a limo, I might add. It was sweets galore. Chocolates of every kind, suckers, cake, pie, tarts, candy, and so much more. I was tempted to eat almost everything. Nature is so beautiful here. I guess there is no snow to ruin the grass, instead the rain makes it flourish. And I'm sure there are royal grass waterers. When we pulled into the extremely long, round-about driveway, I saw five other limousines all in a row and we pulled in right behind the last one. One by one, the other twenty nine started to pull in behind me. As soon as all thirty five got here, the first limo pulled up to the door and let the first girl out and walked directly into the castle. After four more, it was my turn. I opened the door and stepped out of the car then shut the door. I started to walk towards the castle as the doormen opened the double doors for me. I felt completely out of place. I still had my scrubs on. I can't believe I didn't change into something a little more castle worthy. I had absolutely no idea where I was going, so I just followed the person in front of me. Pretty soon, after what felt like a mile of walking, I came to the clustered group of girls. But there were only five. That's when I realized that Mr. Jackson was standing there directing the incoming girls to their temporary rooms. I looked back and saw the doors where I came in at, even though it was pretty far away. I also noticed someone on the staircase above in a blue suit turn away and leave.

"Missy!" Mr. Jackson said impatiently as he snapped his fingers in front of my face. I guess he does that a lot.

"Yes, Mr. Jackson." I reply.

He rolled his eyes as he said, "Follow the girl before you," he said pointing to the girl with brown hair and a ponytail who was previously given directions. "When you come to corridor three, you will see a bunch of rooms. Yours will be on the right, number six."

"Thank you, Mr. Jackson." I sort of yell as I try to catch up to the girl before me.

"Never yell in a castle, young lady." he chastises me.

I wave my hand apologetically and head off down to corridor. That's when I realized that everyone was in order. I mean, according to providence, all the girls were in order. I never caught up with ponytail brown hair because she went in her room before I could speak to her. When I got up to her door. I realized my was directly across the hall from her's. Room number six. I opened the door and saw a ginormous bed with curtains hanging from the sides and dressers that were so big there was no way I would ever fill them. Next I saw an angel white writing desk with nothing on it. Virtually everything was bland because they told us we could decorate however we would like. Then I saw my balcony next to the desk. My goodness, I get my own balcony. I turned and saw the closet which was the size of my old bedroom. (I know that my mom's a doctor and all, but she likes to save her money.) Then I noticed a black bag hanging in the closet. I took it, placed it on the bed, and opened it, carefully. I was a beautiful maroon colored one half sleeve dress.

"Do you like it?" A voice said from behind me.

I yelped as I turned around to see two gorgeous, but dirty young woman standing there.

"We're sorry, Miss. We didn't mean to frighten you." Said the one who spoke before.

"Who are you and what are you doing in my room?" I said skeptically.

"Well, we are your maids Miss Giffin. My name is Harper and this is Maya." Harper says as they both curtsy.

"Oh silly me," I say completely embarrassed. I'm pretty sure my face was as red as a tomato.

"You're alright Miss Griffin. Worse things have happened before. Once, a little while ago actually, the castle had some visitors. I came in thinking she would know that she would have a maid because she was a princess. But no, she threw a hairbrush at me." Maya explains.

"Oh my gosh. And the answer to your question before, is 'I love it'." I respond.

"What… Oh the dress. Yes, we made it ourselves. All the maids do. Well, it's a good thing you like it, because you have to be on The Report in an hour to make your big debut." Maya says.

"No way! I haven't even thought about that part." I say nervously.

"No need to worry, we are going to make you look stunning. With your own personal style of course." Harper answered.

They rushed me off to my private bathroom to take a scented bath. When I got out, they started to do my makeup, hair, and other little details. I told them that I still wanted to look like myself. That included: No heals, not too much makeup, and my hair up. All in all, Harper and Maya came to reveal a stunning final look.

Bellamy:

As soon as I got out of the boring but necessary meeting, it was almost noon. And that means: The Report. I decided I would just wear what I already have on. It it well enough for The Report. This would be the first time I officially see the girls so I have to work on my poker face. My dad always says never to show any reaction while you're in front of cameras. I worked on that through the years. I'd say that I actually perfected it, but people probably think that I'm a sociopath with no emotion.

I met up backstage with my father and Octavia waiting for me. We took our normal seats and waited for the girls to show up. My sister and I secretly played a game of thumb war to pass the time. After what felt like ten minutes of silence, Mr. Jackson led the thirty-five selected into chairs that were set up for them on the opposite side of the stage. They all were so very unique, but beautiful at the same time with dresses of all different colors. When they were all filed in, Gavril came out and the cameras were turned on. He did his normal spiel like he normally does to open the show, then announced my father, the king and he stood and walked to his podium. He then began to say how the rebel attacks are getting serious and for everyone to be safe at home. Then more politics. When all that was finally over, he gave the spotlight back to Gavril who then announced that today was the first day of The Selection. Like anyone didn't know. He suddenly turned to me and asked, "What do you think of the girls so far, Prince Bellamy?"

"I think they all are very beautiful, in their own unique way." I said confidently. Which caused some of the girls to swoon.

"Yes, yes, they are all very special." Gavril says staring at me.

The rest of the show was Gavril bringing up the selected one by one to talk to them. They all seemed quite nervous. They all had a couple of stories to tell, but I couldn't keep track of them all. They all just jumbled up in my head, which I felt bad about.

Next thing I know the show is over and everyone is heading out. We all get dinner in our rooms tonight because breakfast, tomorrow morning is when I am allowed to speak with them.

I seriously have no idea how I am going to do juggle this with all the other politic work I have to do, but I will manage. Somehow I always do.