Ooooookay! Who is ready for another update?! Some of you are probably wondering why I do not update often. Well, first, I'm really, really sorry, secondly, I have school and I need to study and annoying stuff like that, thirdly, I have so many other stories on Quotev (which is another reading website)that I'm working on, and lastly, sometimes I'm just kind of stressed and upset about somthings that my mind just completely forgets about this story. Also! I DON'T really use FanFiction that much, but I am working on a whole lot of other stories at the moment on Quotev. If you want to find me on quotev, just ask me, and I''ll tell you and make sue to follow you. Also dedication to someone named Dori who ever so kindly submitted this awesome character to me. So, like, full credit to her for this character. By the way, It's incredibly short and I'm sorry and I'm kind of sick so sorry if my writing is not the best. That's about all, so enjoy this chapter!
Cassandra Kenton's POV
"Breath in," my mother said from besides me. "Now breath out."
I breathed out, slightly relaxing.
"Okay, Cassy," my mother said, placing a reassuring hand on my shoulder. "You have nothing to worry about, whether you get picked or not your father and I will still love you. No more, or no less, okay?"
I nodded, smiling.
She gave me a light push towards the door. "Now go kill it in there." I laughed and walked towards the door, slightly pushing it open so I could get in.
I held my breath at what I saw in front of me. Everyone was dressed up, their make-up done and their hair on fleek.
I looked down at my choice of clothing. A long, blue, flowy shirt, a pair of mid-thigh shorts and brown, sandals. I hadn't felt the need to dress up, so I didn't. I was starting to regret that decision now.
As I walked towards a photographer who had motioned me to 'come here', a girl, obviously a Two, stopped posing in front of the camera to scowl at me.
What did I do to upset her? I though to myself as I continued walking.
"Okay! Name, please." The woman said, smiling up at me.
"Cassandra Kenton." I said.
I stood there awkwardly as she picked up a file. "Caste Three, right? And from Labrador?" she asked looking up from the file which had a picture of my face on it. I'm guessing it was my entry for the Selection
"Okay if you could just stand on that cross on the ground," she said, motioning to the ground where a large 'X' was sticky taped onto the ground. "And smile."
I nodded and followed her instructions. I stood on the 'X' and smiled.
After a few photos she looked towards me and smiled.
"Alright, I think we're done. It was nice meeting you, Cassandra." She stuck her hand out.
I shook her hand. "It was nice meeting you too."