I was walking down the hallway when I saw my best friend. As usual Amitson was wearing his gardening uniform which was dark blue jeans, a thick brown belt, hiking boots, a light brown button up shirt, and a dark green button up vest. Me and Amitson had been best friends ever since I was four. Amitson was my dads distant cousin, August's son. He stuck out which was the best part about him. He had recently died his hair platinum blonde which matched his big goofy smile. Most people thought he was emo but I knew he just wanted to do something crazy and try a new style. He also bought some really cool eye contacts which turned his pupils violet.

" What up Amit."

"Hey DJ. Are you nervous about the selection?"

" Ugh, that's all anybody can talk about. It's getting annoying." Amit chuckled a bit and I joined in after a while. " Yeah, I'm actually pretty nervous. What if I can't choose. How do I even choose?"

" Hey relax man. You'll feel something and when the feeling is strong then you can call it all off and marry the girl."

" You're right. Hey what's going on with you and Macey? How serious are you guys now?"

"It's pretty serious man. I think if I'm not drafted then I can propose to her."

"That's awesome."

"Well I have to go, they need me to see what kind of fungus is growing in the tomato room. See you later at the rebel meeting."

"Ok man see you later." We high fived and walked in opposite directions. I started walking back inside when I ran into my little sister.

"Hey Amber, what have you been up to?"

"Nothing much. Do you want to play with me? We could pretend were on date so you won't feel nervous with all the girls." She looked at me with a sparkle in her eye.

" Anything for you my dear. Plus I need all the help I need with the new ladies here." I smiled and held her hand and we walked all the way to her bedroom.

Now lets transition to another one of the Selected. Remember there is still room for more girls.

I had just finished reading my favorite novel for the 75th time when I heard my father calling for me. I decided to let him keep guessing where I was. I did not need to deal with him at this moment. Lately my father was being a real pain in the neck. He kept trying to look for my letter from their majesties about the Selection. I decided that if I still did not know if I was going to sign up for the Selection he didn't get to influence my decision. Of course that didn't stop him from hinting about it. I honestly felt like I could sit there in my cozy little spot forever. After a couple of minutes I realized I had homework and decided to start on finishing it. I got up from the bean bag and looked around the room.

The room was basically about the size of a coat closet. It was faded blue on the left side and the rest had this mustard colored flower wall paper pattern. Then my green little bean bag looked really pathetic almost as flat as the floor. I had a couple of books in the corner but I never read them. Somehow I always convinced myself reading my favorite book was better than reading a new book. So the books in the corner had collected a fine dust layer. Then a little above eye level there was a tiny cracked window in the right corner. I took one last peek through it again.

I could see my little sister Danny playing with the boy next door. Then I saw Adrianne talking to her friend Riley across the street under her tree. I also could see the tall casinos off in the distance. My favorite building was probably the Link. It was a big ferris wheel that somehow survived the rebel attacks. I took in a deep breath of fresh air. I could smell somebody cooking barbecue in their backyard. Soon I was disrupted by my father yelling at Adrianne asking where I was. I strained to hear what she was telling him but soon he came back with a satisfied look. I waited to hear my dad shut the front door.

SLAM

I took one last glance outside and slid open the door. Then once I entered the attic I slid back the wooden panel. I had found my hidden spot sometime in the spring of third grade year. I remember I was cleaning the attic when I heard a scraping inside the wall. I finally came upon the wall section and decided to remove the wood. Inside was a cute little squirrel. Before I could catch him, it jumped out the window. Then when I went inside I decided this would be my area. I've always hid in this room ever since. I started down the stairs from the attic. Luckily the staircase was connected to my bedroom unlike most houses. I opened my door ever so slightly. I could hear my father cooking dinner and smelled the aroma of pasta. Then I heard tapping on my window. I crept over to my window and opened the curtains. My sister was throwing rocks trying to get my attention. I opened the window and started to climb down the tree that was so overgrown.

"Where have you been? Father has been looking for you. I told him you were mailing your selection form. What are you going to do?"

My little sister Adrianne always had my back but right now I could tell she was a little irritated.

"Where I was doesn't matter. Why did you tell him I was mailing my form. Now he's going to be disappointed if I don't get picked."

"He'll be even more disappointed when he learns that you didn't even try and I lied for you."

"Your right. But I think I can live with that." I started walking away from her when she suddenly yanked my arm.

"Maybe you can but I can't. So fill out the stupid form."

"But it's my choice. And I don't want to so let go." I started to pull away but Adrianne was more determined than I was. Finally I got so tired I stomped on her foot and she screamed in pain but didn't let go.

"Fine I'll fill it out but you have to let go first." She let go with a satisfied hmmp."But just so you know I probably would have won if I pulled harder." She stuck out her tongue at me and lent me a pen. I whipped out the form which was inside my pocket. I started filling it out.

Name: Christie Arizona Robin

Age: 17

Birthday: March 15

Occupation: Student graduating at Cheyanne High School

Province: Likely

Physical Features: Light brown hair to the chin and hazel eyes.

Talents: Can win any game

After a couple of more minutes Christie had finished the form. Then she walked down the street to the bus stop. She was far out of her sisters view and thought to herself she could just get rid of the paper. But realized she really wanted to enter. Now she felt more confident as she rode the bus.

Hey you guys what did you think? Comment in the review section. For those of my older followers yes this is a combination of two previous chapters. I just was thinking of organizing again and I like this set up better. If you don't like it you can voice your opinion like always. I will be writing new chapters soon. I'm sorry life just got in the way but I'm still writing. Bye for now.