So...heh...long time no see?

I'm actually so pissed right now this is the 5th time I've written this authors note but won't save it properly so i have to re-do it.

Sorry I haven't updated in so long. I'll try not to let it happen again.

As I was waiting for the plane to be ready so I could leave, I sat and chatted with the other girls I was waiting with. It was a great bonding experience, and I truly think I left a great first impression.

*Bullshit alert*

You should really know me well enough by now to have seen through that, but hey, I had to try, because the truth is just embarrassing.

Would you like to know what I was really doing when they came?

Snoozing.

I was the first one to arrive. I hadn't gotten much sleep the night before, because, well…I was heading off to the Selection, for gods sake, what do you expect?

So I decided to take a short little nap.

Now, this wouldn't have been too bad. The other girls would've seen me sleeping peacefully, and I wouldn't have made a fool out of myself, except for the fact that I drool…and snore.

Loudly.

Just take a moment to imagine this. You're on your way to go to the palace, where you will meet the Prince and the royal family and may even fall in love. You have very high expectations for this. So when you show up at the airport, all excited to meet the other girls, and you see the Kylie Arnold napping on a bench, with her head slumped over and drool dripping down her chin with animalistic screeches coming from her…well, you get the picture.

But once they woke me up, it was even worse.

The girl who woke me up, Amanda George, was very nice about it, telling me that it shouldn't be much longer, but once I glanced over her shoulder, my blood ran cold. My heart was pounding faster than it ever has, and I completely zoned out on what Amanda was telling me.

Brynnley Sinclair saw me drooling? Shit!

I expected her to make a snotty comment, but to my surprise, she didn't.

Brynnley and I had never met in person, but we certainly knew of each other. We were considered the top models of our generation, and there were always fights and polls about which of us was better.

Even though I'd never met her, I still knew her reputation. It's exactly how you'd expect a famous, spoiled rotten, beautiful, rich model to act. She's everything I strive not to be, but that's not the real reason I hated this situation.

The real reason was that I've harbored the biggest crush on her since she first started competing with me, five years ago, and fact that she just saw me drooling and snoring like a congested rhinoceros, was mortifying.

She looked like she was trying her hardest not to laugh. "Rough night?"

Oh god, she sounds even more beautiful in person.

I wish I could've said something insanely witty and clever to make her instantly fall in love with me, but instead I just gaped at her and squeezed out the words, "Uh, y-yeah, I guess you could say that."

She gave me a weird look before turning back to Amanda.

"So, Amanda, what do you do?"

Amanda seemed so overwhelmed I actually felt bad for her. It's not every day that you find yourself in a supermodel sandwich.

"I, uh, I paint," she murmured. She suddenly seemed very intrigued with her shoelaces.

Brynnley and I shared a look. She's a Five. I realized. I can't even imagine how she feels right now.

I smiled warmly at her and stretched out my hand. "My name's Kylie and I model."

She grasped my hand with her sweaty one. "Nice to meet you."

—o.O.o—

After about 20 minutes, another person walked in. Well, walked is too tame for what really happened.

We were sitting on the bench, chatting aimlessly, when someone comes running in. Her eyes gleamed with excitement, and she ran straight up to us. "Hi! My name is Jenny Norman! It's so so nice to meet you!"

After we exchanged introductions, it was finally time to get on the plane. I sat down on my seat and sighed, reclining all the way back. I can finally get some sleep!

Sadly, the other girls did not share that thought. Naturally, they were very curious about Adrian, and who could tell them all about him?

Me. Huzzah.

The next half hour was me being bombarded with questions.

"What's he like?"

"Is he sweet?"

"He's not stuck up, right? That'd be a shame."

"Is he as gorgeous in real life as on TV?"

The last question made my face burn red. "Yes," I answered sheepishly. They squealed in delight.

They continued to ask some questions, but our conversation slowly changed to talking about why we signed up. Jenny seemed puzzled as to why I signed up, because "you're already so rich and famous."

I froze where I sat and gave her a hard look. "Is that why you're here? You want to become rich and famous?"

Jenny paled. "N-no, that's not why I'm here. I want to fall in love."

"Well then, you have my answer. I'm not here for money; in fact, I'm donating most of the money. I'm here to support my best friend."

I looked away and leaned back in my seat. I crossed my arms and closed my eyes, clearly indicating that this conversation was over.

—o.O.o—

I woke up to a tap on the shoulder.

I opened my eyes and nearly screamed. Jenny's face was practically right in front of mine.

After my initial shock, I glared at her. "Jenny! Don't do that!"

Her face turned red and she looked away. "Sorry, Kylie, but…we're here."

I looked past her and noticed that Brynnley and Amanda were already leaving.

I smiled at Jenny. "Thanks, Jen. Mind if I call you Jen?"

She smiled back. "No, I don't mind."

As we walked off the plane together, the air was tense.

Jenny spoke up. "Listen, Kylie, I-"

I cut her off. "It's fine, Jenny, you just have to understand where I'm coming from. Adrian is my best friend, and my main goal here is to make sure that he ends up with a girl who wants him for him, not his title.

Jenny just nodded. "So…we're good?"

I smiled. "We're good."

When we walked off the plane, the cameras were already flashing. I was able to ignore them, since I was used to it, but Jenny obviously wasn't. She tried looking away, then shielding her eyes, and then just looking down. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Don't worry, Jenny, you'll get used to it. After a while you won't even notice."

We were ushered into a car and rushed to the palace. I was surprised to find that I was actually nervous.

As soon as the car stopped, I popped open my door and ran for the entrance. The guards hastily opened the doors before I could face-plant right into them.

"Sorry!" I shouted back, continuing to run through.

I hope I can see Adrian before I'm shuttled off somewhere.

Unfortunately, the universe had other thoughts. I turned the corner and nearly bumped right into Sophie.

I've known Sophie almost all my life, but I never really knew what her position was. She mostly just kind of made sure no body was misbehaving.

"Sophie!" I exclaimed, throwing my arms around her in a hug.

She laughed. "Kylie, it's good to see you! I've missed you."

"I've missed you too, Sophie!" I said, pulling back from the hug.

"Well, you're home now."

It's true. This place has always been my home.

"You should go to the woman's room, they're giving people makeovers."

I huffed. "But I want to see Adrian!"

Sophie gave me a look. "Prince Adrian cannot meet the girls until tomorrow. It'd be unfair if you were able to see him today."

I sighed in annoyance. As I turned to make for the womans room, Sophie grabbed my arm. She leaned down and whispered, "look for Aly when you're done."

I grinned and ran off, heading for the woman's room. The sooner I get this over with, the sooner I can see Adrian.

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