Hi everyone! So I just posted the first chapter of my new story and I am really excited! If you have time please read it, review it, PM me about it, follow it, and/or favorite it. :) I think its pretty interesting, and I am trying really hard to make it different than other SYOC's cause I feel like the same sort of thing would bore you guys to death. :P

In other news... The Selection Stories is out in two days! I'm really excited about this guys...!

All rights to Kiera Cass, the amazingly awesome writer of the Selection Trilogy, a new series about a girl named 238, and The Selection Stories.

Chapter Seventeen

(America's POV)

"America!" someone poked my side, and I clenched my teeth in pain. "America, wake up! Come on, you can't do this to us. Please America, just open your eyes." they pleaded.

I tried as hard as I could, but it wouldn't work. Instead, I opened my mouth. I heard crying and laughter before the same person spoke again.

"Well," she said between sniffles, "its a start."

I knew that voice. May! I had to get to her. I had to see her face. What was wrong with my eyes? Why couldn't I get a word out of my mouth?

"America, dear, can you hear us?" a mans voice asked in a loving tone, "please, love, please open your eyes." he kissed my forehead softly, and then my cheeks.

I could feel myself blushing, but I didn't understand how.

"She's coming back, I can feel it. Maxon, do something else. Say something to her!" May pleaded.

"Okay, okay..." he shushed her, "America, do you remember what I asked you before the rebels attacked?" he said hopefully.

May started giggling and I think she fell on the floor. I think I knew where this was going.

"America, will you marry me?" Maxon asked.

It's like those five words triggered something within me, and my eyes snapped open. I looked up and into the most beautiful brown eyes I had ever seen. Maxon smiled so wide it looked as though he had just won all of the money in the world. I closed my mouth and licked my lips, trying to make it easier for me to respond. Once I thought there was enough wetness in my mouth and on my lips, I replied back clearly.

"Yes." I rasped out, hoping he understood my answer.

(Maxon's POV)

Was I dreaming or did the love of my life just accept my proposal? I looked down at her, and started laughing. She had just made all of my fears about the future go away with that one word. I leaned down and kissed her on the lips passionately, forgetting for a second that we weren't the only people in the room. I pulled away reluctantly and smiled down at her flushed face. She looked up at me and smiled so broadly that I had to look away for a moment. Cheering erupted all around us and we both started to laugh.

"We're getting married." she said staring up at me in awe.

I shook my head in wonder. I never thought I would actually marry someone I loved this much.

"We're getting married." I repeated back to her. I loved the feeling of those words coming from my mouth.

Hopefully this chapter will hold you over until tomorrow. I will be adding a new chapter to both stories tomorrow night. :) Remember: review, PM, follow, and favorite if you like my stories! Thanks for reading guys!

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