Hey guys!

Sorry about the mini-break I took. I decided not to write over break.

So I know that I normally update on Friday, but I'm spicing it up a bit and updating today instead! I don't know if I'll also update on Friday. We'll see.

Disclaimer: The Selection belongs to Kiera Cass. All characters are mine.

"Kylie, get down here! The Report will be on any minute now!"

I rolled my eyes. "Coming, mom!"

"I have to go, Blake," I said to my phone.

Blake and I have been talking on the phone for close to three hours now. We did this often. We just never ran out of things to talk about.

"Alright, alright, fine," he let out a very fake sigh.

I giggled. "Are you going to watch the Report?" I asked.

I could almost hear his eyes roll. "Uh, no thank you, I'll pass. I'd rather not hear more about your lover's life."

"We are not dating," I nearly shouted at him, but he only laughed.

"See you later, Ky."

His end clicked off and I put down my phone.

Tonight on the Report, they would be announcing the 35 girls who would enter the Selection. My phone has been repeatedly buzzing throughout my phone call with Blake, and I could only assume it was Adrian being the nervous little bastard he was.

I picked up my phone and, sure enough, I had 30 new notifications from Princess Adrianna. I couldn't help but grin as I scrolled through them.

Help! I don't want to do this. Come get me out of this! Please? I'll give you those chocolates you like! ~PA

Oh come on! My future is about to be decided here! ~PA

This is hardly fair! Kyllleeeee, help meeee! ~PA

I know you're laughing at me! ~PA

I laughed as I went through the rest of them.

Oh, calm down, it'll be fine ~KA

A second later, my phone buzzed at his new message.

You're there! Get me out of this! Call in a bomb threat, say the toilets are about to explode, i don't care, just get me out of here! ~PA

Yeah sure, let me just get my toilet-exploding bombs ready. ~KA

Oh haha, you think you're so f- ~PA

OH SHIT KYLE THEY'RE TELLING ME TO GET READY TO GO ON CAMERA ~PA

I'M NOT READY FOR THIS ~PA

I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIE ~PA

I'll come to your funeral! ~KA

DON'T YOU DARE LEAVE ME KYLIE VIVIAN ARWIN ~PA

Bye! ~KA

I didn't even give him the chance to respond. I shut off my phone just as my mother screamed back up at me.

"KYLIE! Adrian's going to come on soon!"

I rolled my eyes. "I'm coming Mom!"

I ran down the steps and hopped onto the couch between my parents.

Freddy Turner sits in front of the camera, his usual smile plastered onto his face as he talks about some issue in New France.

I rolled my eyes at his fake happy demeanor. Sadly, no one else ever seemed to notice it. Whenever I watched one of his interviews with a friend, they always said, "I'm so glad that there are still celebrities that are kind to other people, even though they're so famous."

Sadly, they're wrong.

Freddy Turner is the most snobby, sleazy, full-of-himself little dirtbag I've ever seen. He thinks that the entire world revolves around him, and he uses his fame to get women to sleep with him. He even tried seducing me once. I nearly puked all over him. I wish I had, but sadly, I only kicked him in the nuts.

I noticed Adrian walk into the view of the camera, a genuine smile on his face. He laughed at something Freddy said, although I can see how he stiffens his back when he shakes Freddy's hand.

As they take their seats, and the interview begins.

Freddy smiled at Adrian, reclining back in his chair. "So, Prince Adrian, are you excited to see the 35 girls with whom you're going to share you home with for the next few months?"

Adrian scratched idly at an itch on his neck, or thats what it looks like to everyone else. I see the sign in it, how he's scratching with precisely two fingers.

Over the years, Adrian and I realized, usually the hard way, that we can't always get away with leaning over to each other and whispering things into each others ears. So, we developed a system of hand motions. This roughly translates to either this is fucking bullshit or I fucking hate this.

Despite the rude message, Adrian smiles at Freddy as if nothing else was happening. "I am, Freddy. I can't wait to meet them."

Freddy gave Adrian a knowing look. "Is there a certain blond-haired girl you're looking for on the screen tonight?"

I blushed despite myself. My friendship with Adrian certainly wasn't a secret, and the entire country seemed to think there was something more between us.

I grinned at the blush that crept up Adrian's cheeks. It was barely noticeable, but I knew Adrian better than anyone. "Ah, no, she decided not to enter," he answered.

Freddy seemed genuinely surprised. Thats the first real emotion I've ever seen from him, I thought. "And why is that?" He asked.

"We're just friends, so there's no point," he answered.

I flinched a little at his tone and how tense he looked. I never realized how much I hurt his feelings by rejecting him.

Freddy wisely changed the subject. "Well, lets get on with it, then!"

Adrian and Freddy both turned to look at the screen behind them as the camera switched to just a plain blue background. There was a box in the lower right corner where there was a recording of Adrian's face, so we could see his reactions.

My heart started to pound as the first face appeared. It was of a girl that I knew all too well. I was surprised to see her usual light blond hair replaced with a chestnut brown color. Her beautiful blue eyes seemed to be mocking me, and I glared at her through the screen.

"And we have our first girl! As we all know, this is Brynnley Sinclar, the beautiful model coming from Dominica. She's a Two, and she's 'looking for a fresh start.'" Freddy said.

When you signed up for the Selection, it asked you a bunch of questions. Where are you from, what's your profession, what caste are you in, and any comments. Apparently, they're reading the comments out loud. Whoopsie.

Brynnley and I had been rivals ever since we started modeling. We're arguably the two most famous models in the country. Brynnley's everything I aim not to be. She's exactly what you'd expect a beautiful teenage model to be - beautiful, seductive, popular, etcetera, etcetera.

Brynnley's picture fades and a new face takes the screen. I barely notice the redhead with a face full of freckles and green eyes, as I am too lost in thought about how much I truly loathed Brynnley Sinclar.

It wasn't until I heard my name called that my head whipped up.

Sure enough, my face was on the screen for the entire world to see. My blond hair was in its usual side braid. My piercing green eyes and mischievous smirk only made me look sexier, a fact that I was finally able to admit to myself. I am one sexy sonnofabitch, I thought happily.

Both Freddy and Adrian were speechless. My eyes were drawn to Adrian's face. It was hard for me to work out the emotions in his face, but it seems to be an odd mixture of shock, hope, awe, and anger.

Finally, Freddy spoke. "I thought you said she didn't sign up?"

Adrian just shook his head. "That's what she told me."

There was a pause. "Well, this is Kylie Arwin, the stunning model from Oakville. She's a Two and," Freddy paused and chuckled before continuing, "her only comment is 'surprise!'"

I leaned back on the couch with my arms behind my head, grinning stupidly to myself. I actually got in. Holy crap, I got in. These thoughts repeated in my mind as my parents wrestled with the many phone calls we were getting, as well as the persistent knocking on the door, but I could only think of what was to come.

Watcha think?

Just to clarify, because it's a little confusing: Kylie did sign up for the selection. She just didn't tell anyone that she did.

Let me know what you thought of this chapter!

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~Umbreon89