Clarke: 5

Mr. Jackson led us back to our rooms and told us that dinner would be served in our rooms. As soon as I shut my room door, I took off that exhausting dress and put on some comfy pajamas. Don't get me wrong, it was beautiful and all, but I'm just now the kind of girl to wear dresses. All of sudden, it hit me, what did my mom think of me on The Report, and everyone else that new me in Kent. I felt a pit in my stomach. I ran out of my room; I honestly had no idea where I was going. Even though I hated running, it felt really good right now; it took my concentration off the stress. That's when I felt like I ran into a rock. When I looked over while I was on the floor, I realized that I just shoved someone over. And that someone was the prince.

"You have no idea how sorry I am, Your Majesty." I said as I bowed my head.

"Really it's no problem, I'm used to it with a energetic sister." He replied standing up to straighten out his suit while smiling. Then he offered me his hand to help me up. I took it as I stood. That's when he noticed I wasn't wearing a nightgown, but pajamas (which is against Selection rules.) I then thought: I am so screwed. He giggled a little then said:

"Why were you running around the corridors at this hour, Princess?" He asked. I realized that he called me 'princess'.

"I'm not your princess." I said in kind of a rude tone, which I immediately regretted.

"You didn't answer my question."

"I was stressed out, and running made me feel better. But if you don't mind, I would like to go back to bed now and get some sleep." I replied, still in the rude tone. I never really liked the prince. I always thought he was conceited and selfish and had no emotions. But that, that was a really bad move. Talking like that to the prince of Illea could get me arrested.

"You are welcome to go back to your room any time you like." He responds his face, cold as stone.

"Thank you, Prince Bellamy." I said as I turned to find my way back to my room.

"Of course, Princess. I wouldn't want to keep you from your beauty sleep." He said, laughing as I walked away. That made me extremely angry, but I didn't turn around. I didn't want to make another stupid move.

When I got back to my dorm of sorts, I saw that Harper and Maya were frantically pacing the room. Then Harper said:

"Where could she have gone? This sort of thing can get her kicked out of The Selection. What are we supposed to do now?"

I walked in the room fully, and they almost screamed with delight.

"Where were you, Miss Griffin? We thought something bad happened. We thought that maybe you were dropped already." Maya said.

"I just was stressed out and felt like a run would help." I answered reassuringly.

"Well, no offense, my lady, but please don't do that again. That was extremely risky since it was against the rules." Maya told me.

"Oh, don't worry. I learned my lesson." I said with a smug face.

"What are you talking about miss?" Harper asked.

"I kind of ran into the prince. And by ran into him, I mean knocked him over on the floor." I said embarrassingly.

"You are so lucky that he didn't kick you out that second." Harper scolded me.

"How long have you been here, working in the castle I mean? I asked the both of them.
"A few years. We came here about the same time and worked together ever since." Maya answered.

"So you know what the prince is like?"

"Well, I suppose. But we've never worked for him. But the maids gossip a lot. Mary said that he's immensely kind to her. He always has manners too."

"I guess he is only like that around people he likes." I say, not that I cared though, "I am going to go take a nice, relaxing bath." I walked into the bathroom leaving them with their puzzled faces.

Bellamy: 5

As soon as I got back to my room after the strange girl with the blonde hair knocked me over, I looked through pages of the selected girls, trying to find the girl with blonde hair, green eyes, and a mole on the left side of her face. That's when I saw it. It was a picture of her smiling like she just won the lottery. Clarke Griffin. Her name was Clarke Griffin. That's also when I realized, she is the one I saw in scrubs on the way in. She is an intern at Arkadia Hospital. Maybe she wasn't as bad as I thought, maybe I'll give her a second chance. I decided I would do that. I'll talk to her tomorrow. But for now, sleep. I changed into my sleeping clothes after my relaxing bath and went to bed.

I woke up around seven. My maids helped me get ready, though they didn't have to do much since there's no makeup to put on and no hair to style. Well I have hair of course, and they still style it. It just doesn't take as long. Just add some gel and done. Next, I met Octavia in our spot again. Which I normally do every few days, but since it has been so stressful lately I need more time with her. I told her about the incident last night and how I was going to give her a second chance. Talked about other stuff, and we joked around like we always do. Pretty soon, it was breakfast time, nine. I know, we talked for two hours, but with us, it feels like half an hour. We walked to the dining room together. We had to wait until all the girls were in and had their seats before we, the royal family, could enter. After five minutes of waiting, we were allowed to go in. As I was walking in, I remembered that I was going to talk to Lady Clarke this morning. I just don't know if I should do it while eating, because that wouldn't be proper. I could also do it after breakfast, but I don't know if I will be able to catch her. I looked over and saw her talking to the girl to her left. Well the rules are that I can speak to the girls today, at breakfast. And I will do just that, even if it isn't proper.