Clarke: 6

After I came into the enormous dining room, we were assigned our seats, and we were in order according to our providence. Just like our rooms are. Which means I am sitting next to the girl with the brown hair. We had our seats and I said to her, "Hi, my name is Clarke Griffin. I guess we are neighbors."

She giggled then said, "Hey, my name is Raven Reyes. Nice to meet you."

"Yeah, isn't this place just so big?" I asked

"Totally. It doesn't look that big from the outside, but when you're actually inside, it's a maze. I'm pretty sure I'm going to get lost."

"I know right." I said right as the maids brought out breakfast. "Ooh, that's looks so delicious. I don't normally get this kind of food." My mouth was watering.

"Really? What's your excuse? I thought you were a doctor." Raven asks.

"How'd you know about that?" I ask her.

"Your application picture. You were wearing scrubs. I assumed that meant that you were a doctor. And aren't doctors Three's so they get paid really well?" She explained.

"Oh, I forgot about that, but I'm not a doctor. I'm just an intern at the hospital my mom works at, and that was the day that I found out that I got into the intern program and my mom had me try on my scrubs."

"That's really cool." She said as the maid finally got to us and gave us our plates. It was eggs and bacon. But according to Mr. Jackson: We are never, under any circumstances, allowed to eat our food with anything but our silverware. That made me kind of mad because I've only ever eaten bacon with my fingers.

After I took one bite of eggs, I heard someone say my name. I looked up to see who, and it was none other than the prince himself. I started to panic because I still had food in my mouth. Wait. How did he know my name? No matter if I answered now with food in my mouth, or after I finished chewing I would look rude.

"Yes, Your Majesty" I said trying to swallow my food. Still, I heard people giggle.

"Would you like to take a walk with me in the gardens after breakfast? Say... two in the afternoon?" He asks. I didn't want to, but if I didn't say yes, I was for sure getting kicked out after the incident yesterday.

"Of course Your Majesty." I replied trying not to show the disgust in my voice, but also wondering if I might like getting to know him.

Bellamy: 6

I could feel the eyes of all my peers staring into my soul, which of course made my heart beat ten times faster. I just asked out my first date ever, and it didn't go as well as I hoped it would. I didn't even realize she had food in her mouth. I put her in such an awkward position, and now she probably hate me even more. I hate that I put that pressure on her, I wouldn't want to do that to anyone. Make them think the only option was to agree. But at least I had my chance to speak with her. I can't explain it, it just feels like I need to know why she doesn't like me. It's like a magnet pulling me towards her and I can't stop it.

When breakfast concluded, I went up to my room and cleaned up. I stayed in my suit from this morning, just touched up my hair and washed my face. I looked at the clock and saw it was one forty-five. So I headed towards Miss Griffin's room. When I knocked on the door, her maid answered it and introduced herself as Harper then said the other maids name was Maya, but she was putting the final touches on Miss Griffin. We waited there for about thirty seconds until Miss Griffin came out her stunning sundress.

"You look absolutely stunning, princess." I say to her jokingly as we started walking toward the gardens.

"Why do you keep doing that? Are you purposely trying to annoy me? Because it's working."

"For your information that's exactly what I'm trying to do. Princess."

"Clarke will do. Not princess or Miss Griffin, just Clarke." she told me.

"Okay Clarke. Say, why don't you like being called Miss Griffin? It is the proper way around here." I asked.

"Well, I didn't grow up here. I grew up where we just called each other by our first names and that was it." she explained.

"Then you should call me Bellamy." I say. "I suppose you are having a hard time adjusting to castle life then." I joked as we entered the gardens and started to walk around.

"You have no idea," she as she touched my arm. I must have looked strange when that happened because she says, "I am so sorry. Like I said, I'm having a hard time adjusting. For instance, we aren't allowed to touch people which is just one of the many rules that I have to remember but already forgot."

"It's no problem, really. I'm just not used to it, that's all. I can imagine what it must be like for you. When I was growing up, all this was so hard for me. Given, it's still quite hard, but it get's easier. You'll be a natural. It just takes some time."

"What makes you think that I'll have time? I've already made a fool out of myself a number of times. And to be honest, I don't think that I belong here. It's too much for me, and I don't believe in forced love." She explains to me.

"The point of The Selection isn't to force love, it just gives me options so it get's done quicker. If you'd like, I can send you home."

"No," she yelled at me, "Sorry, I just mean that I have things at home that I don't want to deal with."

"The princess has troubles?" I tease her. She rolled her eyes, smiling, and joked back:

"I know right. Hard to believe. It's this guy, he told me he loves me, but I don't feel the same way. We are just friends. We have been since we were born. Our parents were close."

"Well, you are more than welcome to stay here, but if you say you won't love me, then I have to propose a deal." I tell her.

"And that would be—?"

"I'll let you stay here as long as I can if you give me intel on how the other girls are really like. Most of them will be honest about themselves, but others will hide what they are truly like and I want to make sure that I pick the right people." I explain.

"You sir, have a deal." she said which made me happy. So I held out my arm and interlocked it with Clarke's and we headed back to her room.