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Halloween Part Two:

All of the Selected were lined up near the door to greet Maxon and his family. Amberly was dressed in a beautiful gown, and Clarkson as a king from another kingdom. Maxon, however gave everyone a chuckle when he entered. He was wearing a pirate's outfit!

I spent most of the dance talking with Annabeth, or dancing with various guards. I then saw Aspen. Oh, Aspen. He broke my heart. But, then again so did Maxon. Since Maxon hasn't even gave me so much as a sideways glance the entire dance, I decided to make my way over to Aspen.

"Good evening, Lady America." He said icily. So he was going this route.

"Fine, thank you. I love your costume." I said as distant as I could. He has on a soldiers uniform, being fit that now that he was a guard and already partially trained he is likely to become a part of the army.

A maid came little maid with blonde hair and freckles came up beside him.

"Am I interrupting anything?" She asked sweetly.

"Oh, no. We were just finishing up." I answered. Aspen sighed in defeat. He has wanted to talk things out but I dismissed the idea.

"Well, Aspen would you like this dance?" She asked. I walked away before I heard her answer but I saw them dancing soon afterwards. It was odd how she came up to him so easily, and calling him by his first name. She seems extremely comfortable around Aspen.

It was about halfway through the dance when Maxon had still not asked me to dance. I was almost desperate enough to go up to him and ask him myself, but he offered the next dance to Hermione. That was at least his third dance with her. I felt a pang of jealousy as he laughed with her. I was just standing there, basking in my pity while watching them dance when Queen Amberly came up to me.

"Your Majesty!" I said giving a curtsy.

"Lady America! How do you like the dance?" She asked.

"Oh, it's amazing!" I said, not knowing what else to say. I think it would be rather awkward to mention that her son was completely ignoring me, so I left that part out.

"Well, I'm certainly glad that you mentioned this to Maxon!" She replied.

Maxon came creeping up behind her. "What about me mother?" He asked, giving her a peck on the cheek.

"Maxon, next year, please don't be a pirate. You need to shave!" She exclaimed, laughing.

"I don't know, I kind of like it. I might keep it." Maxon said jokingly. I indicated that this was a Mother-Son conversation, and realizing that I was out of place I slowly walked away, only to be grabbed on the wrist by Maxon.

"My dear, would you like to dance the night away with me?" He asked.

I laughed at his word choice. "Why I would love to." I said sincerely. As we were dancing, I whispered in his ear, "By the way, I'm not your dear." I felt him smile against my lips as he pulled me into a kiss.