So I'm going to spend two to four chapters on this, so if your character isn't in it, don't freak please.
PLEASE READ THIS PART:They talk for longer than I wrote probably, but switching characters is hard, so I made it kinda short.
Thanks to my great reviewers 4Love4Love, HestiaAbnegation11, Dolphinsplash12, and Lorelai Sofia Petrova!
So they're at the first day meeting Noah. Nobody met him the night before because I don't want to have to pick one character to meet him early because I feel like that's a bit favorite-y. So yeah. Enjoy!
Colette's POV
"Colete Davison." Prince Noah called. Colette smirked in a self-satisfied way, to be first, and flipped her long hair over one shoulder and stood up. Her dress was knee length, with a slit midway up her thigh and a very low neckline, and was tight-fitting and dark green and sparkly. She was wearing emerald hair clips and earrings to go with it, and a little bit of green eye shadow. She walked over.
"Hello Lady Colette." Prince Noah said a little awkwardly as she sat down after curtsying.
"Hi." She said, leaning forward to give him a clear view down her dress. To his credit, he didn't react.
"So I hear that you're a model here in Angeles." He said, trying to get her to sit up.
"Yeah, I'm a model. It's fun." She said.
"What do you like here in Angeles?" He asked her, curious to know what she liked about both of their home provinces that he didn't get much of a chance to explore.
"It has great food, and there's some really nice salons and a lot of the jobs I get are in Angeles so I don't have to travel too much." She said.
"Well Lady Colette, it's been a pleasure talking to you, but I have thirty-four other women to meet, and I hope they'll be just as lovely as you." He said.
She walked back to her seat, a bit annoyed at how short it'd been, but satisfied. She would win this, and the prize at the end would be him.
Shaylienne's POV
Shay watched Colette walk back to their seat, feeling bad for the Prince. They'd all been discreetly watching, and seen her bending over to give him a clear shot down her tiny dress.
"Shaylienne Green." He called. She stood up, smoothing out her kelly green knee length chiffon dress, and making sure she didn't trip over her silver heels as she stood up. She made sure her hair was in place without knocking off one of the diamond earrings that matched the diamond bracelet on her wrist. She walked over, again taking care not to trip in her heels. She reached the couch, curtsied, and was glad to sit down so that she didn't fall over in the precarious devices strapped to her feet.
"Hello Lady Shaylienne."
"Call me Shay." She said. Noah smiled slightly.
"Alright L-Shay."
"So other than being a Prince, what do you like to do?" She asked him.
"I ride, I like photography and swimming, and I guess I do some archery." He said. There was silence for a second or two.
"What have you written? I know you write." He said, trying to move the conversation along.
"Not too much-I've written for some magazines, but I'm still working on my books." She said.
"Do you have siblings?" He asked her, curious.
"Yeah, and older brother and a younger brother. I guess I like them, but they can be pretty annoying sometimes. Do you like your siblings?" She asked him. The question caught him a bit off guard.
"Yeah. The older ones are nice, but annoy me sometimes, but I like them, and I really like Emmaline." He said. Silence for a moment.
"Well Shay, I have to meet thirty-three other girls, but it was a pleasure meeting you." He said.
She nodded, rose, and went back to her seat. He was pretty nice.
Jasey's POV
Jasey watched Shaylienne walk back to her seat. Then her name was called. She stood up in her silver-gold kitten heels, making sure her green and silver satin dress was smoothed out, and walked over. She curtsied, and sat down on the couch as Noah gestured for her to do.
She looked at him for a moment, astonished. She was actually meeting the Prince! She'd loved him ever since she was a little girl, and now, she, Jasey Porter, a 6, was actually meeting him! She was snapped out of her trance by his voice.
"So Lady Jasey, back in Allens I hear you're a..." he trailed off, trying to remember.
"Waitress." She supplied. He nodded, but wasn't sure what to say. Awkward silence for a moment.
"So what do you do in your free time?" He finally asked her.
"Um, I read and write, and I like playing soccer." She said.
"What's your favorite book?" He asked her, curious.
"I like mysteries, but I don't really have a favorite." She told him. More silence. Noah spoke again before it got too long.
"Well Lady Jasey, it was a pleasure meeting you, but I still have to meet most of the girls in this room." She smiled a little at that, stood, and went back to her seat.
Lucinda's POV
Lucinda surveyed the room and sighed. She watched the girl-Janice or something-a six-go back to her seat. She rolled her eyes, not believing it. Then she heard her name. She instantly straightened her dress-not that there was much fabric there to straighten-and stood up flawlessly in her 6-inch heels. Her dress was black-red was too obvious, and extremely revealing. It had a thigh slit, low neckline, and very little back. It did manage to pass as a dress though. She was wearing a diamond necklace to top the outfit off.
She flipped her long hair out of her makeup coated face as she walked over to the prince. She curtsied, making sure that it showed her very thin thigh. Then she sat down, leaning forwards slightly, though in the dress, it was enough to show a good deal.
"So Lady Lucinda, I've been told that you're an actress and model?" He partially asked, partially questioned her. She smiled.
"Oh yes. I do some modeling, and a good deal of acting. Have you seen my films?" She asked, smiling.
"No, but I'm sure they're quite good." He said.
There was silence for a moment. To fill it, Lucinda leaned forwards a bit more, creating more silence. After a few moments where he struggled not to blush, he spoke again.
"Well Lady Lucinda, I still need to meet most of the girls in this room." She nodded and stood up. Even if it wasn't working now, it would start to.
Phoebe's POV
Phobe watched Lucinda walk back to her seat. Then she heard her name get called. She stood, smoothing out her green dress and admiring its gold accents. She smiled a bit, and walked over to where the Prince was. She curtsied as she'd seen many of the other girls do, and then sat down on the couch.
"So Lady Phoebe, what do you do back in Bankston?" He asked her.
"I sing." She replied quietly. He nodded.
"Do you like it?" He asked.
She nodded.
Silence for a bit.
"Do you like singing?" He asked her. Another nod. More silence.
"Well Lady Phoebe, it was great meeting you, but I still have to meet a bunch of other girls." She walked back to her seat. She would be fine. He seemed nice-better than her family anyways.
Marie's POV
Marie smoothed her coral lace dress as she watched Phoebe walk back to her seat, and brushed the tendrils from her high bun out of her face. She bumped one of her sapphire earrings, and stopped its swinging. She, along with many other girls, had figured out it was going by alphabetical order in order of province, which meant that she was next. A few moment later, she heard her name called. As the other girls before her had done, she walked up, curtsied, and sat down on the couch.
"So Lady Marie, I hear that you're a musician." He said. Not only had he heard, but he'd listened to some of her music before. She nodded. She was somewhat reserved around him-ever since Jackson she'd been guarded about exposing herself to people, and this was someone she'd just met. Not to mention the Prince.
"Yeah, I play violin and piano, and I sing." She said. Noah didn't have to say his mom also did those instruments-it was common knowledge.
"Cool." Silence for a moment.
"So what do you like to do in your free time?" He asked her.
"When I can, I like to play golf." She said. She saw the flash across his face he tried to hide. "My family is very wealthy for fives." She explained. He nodded. They sat in some more silence.
"Well Lady Marie, it was lovely meeting you, but I still have to meet a lot of girls." He said. She nodded and rose, walking back to her seat.
Jessamine's POV
Jessamine tapped her foot impatiently, which was hard in heels. She saw the girl who was talking to Noah, whose name she was pretty sure was Marie stand up, and knew she was next. She took a breath, ran her hands over the silk of her sleeveless maroon silk dress, and waited for her name to be called. A moment later she heard it, and stood. She smiled slightly as she walked over. She was already tall, standing at 5'10 with no shoes, but even short heels made her very tall. She walked over to the couch, curtsied, and sat down.
"So Lady Jessamine, I hear that you farm in Bonita." He said.
"Yeah."
"What do you like to do in your free time?" He asked her.
"I like spooking people in the cornfield, and playing flute and guitar." She replied, smiling a little. He smiled when she said she liked spooking people.
"Well Lady Jessamine, it was a pleasure meeting you, but I need to meet a good deal of other girls." She smiled slightly, rose, and walked back to where she'd been sitting.
Annalyse's POV
Annalyse looked at her hands, which were absently smoothing the white tulle of the dress she was wearing. She watched as Jessamine stood, and fidgeted a bit with her dress. It was quite pretty. It was strapless and white, with some violet colored flowers going diagonally across it. Her hair was in a waterfall braid, which she tucked behind her ear, and held with a clip with light green jewels.
When her name was called, she stood confidently to the couch, though making sure she didn't trip in her heels. She would have gone with flats, but her maids had put her in heels anyways. But they'd given her small ones at least.
She curtsied to the Prince, and then sat down, smoothing her dress around her, and glad that though it was strapless, it wasn't obscenely revealing. She wasn't that girl.
"So Lady Annalyse, you're a musician?" He asked her. She nodded.
"Yeah, I sing, and I play instruments." She told him.
"What instruments?" He asked, curious.
"A lot. I can play trumpet, flute, viola, and piano pretty well, and I dabble in a bunch of others." She said, smiling. He nodded. Then there was silence.
"Well Lady Annalyse, it was lovely meeting you, but I have to meet many other girls. She nodded, stood, and went back to her seat. He was nice!
Holly's POV
Holly smoothed out her dress. It was sea foam green chiffon, with a v-neck and short sleeves. She liked its simplicity. She'd picked a simple gold bracelet and emerald earrings to go with it. She watched as Annalyse and the Prince chatted, and sighed. Her feet were starting to go numb. She wiggled them. She did not want to have it go completely numb, and then stand up in her heels. That would be embarrassing. She watched as Annalyse stood up, and redoubled her efforts to wake up her foot. Then she heard her name called. She walked up carefully, curtsied, and sat down, conscious the whole time of her blue heels.
"So Lady Holly, you're a doctor?" He asked he asked/stated.
"Just call me Holly. But yeah, I'm a doctor." She replied.
"What field of medicine interests you?" He asked, curious.
"I don't really know. Neuroscience, oncology, cardiology and surgery all seem pretty cool to me, but I'm not totally sure." She said. He nodded. She must be smart.
"What do you do in your free time?" He asked her.
"I dance." She said simply.
"Well La-Holly, it was a pleasure meeting you." He said. She smiled and rose, and went to her seat, still smiling.
Francesca's POV
Francesca tapped her foot as she smoothed her summery dress. It was mint green, and she was wearing it with one inch black heels, and some silver earrings and a mint green bracelet. She watched as Holly walked back to her seat, and sat up straighter, knowing she was next. A few seconds after Holly sat down, she heard her name called. She did as the girls before her had done-walk, curtsy, sit.
"So Lady Francesca, you're a hotel manager?" He asked her.
"In training." She replied. He nodded.
"How's that?" He asked her, curious. She shrugged.
"Okay, I guess. It's probably better than farming, or nothing." She said bluntly. Silence for a moment.
"So, what do you like to do in your free time?" He asked her, hoping to break the silence.
"Reading, writing, painting." She said.
"Well it was a pleasure to meet you Lady Francesca." He said. She knew this was her cue to get up, so she did.
Maria's POV
Maria wanted to rub her face against her dress. It was so soft. And not to mention red, her favorite color-with a ruby bracelet and ruby earrings. It was perfects, and the dress had a bit of twirl to it, and didn't look like cotton. It was great. She watched as Francesca talked with the Prince. They'd been talking longer than some. Finally, she stood up and walked to her chair. Then Maria's name was called. She stood and walked over, curtsied, and sat.
"So Lady Maria, you're training to be a pastor?" He asked her.
"Yeah." She said. He chuckled inwardly. Religion and politics-the two things you weren't supposed to discuss. He was effectively a politician, and she was deeply involved in religious things.
"So what do you like to do in your free time?" He asked her
"Um, I write, and I do calligraphy, and I like to play board games I guess." She told him. Silence.
"Well Lady Maria, a pleasure to meet you, but I have to meet just a few other people." He said. She smiled and stood, walking back to her seat.
Imogen's POV
Imogen looked down at her dress. Or rather, some green, and then her thighs. Because she was wearing a mini dress. She'd wanted to stand out, and she did indeed. 6 inch heels and a strapless mini dress will be different, she'd thought to herself earlier. She was correct. Combined with elaborate makeup, she was unforgettable. Though not necessarily in a good way. She watched as Maria walked back to her seat meakly. Then her name was called. She flipped her curled hair out of her face, stood, and navigated the maze of tables expertly in the heels. Finally she reached the Prince-or rather, the Prize. She curtsied, and then sat on the couch.
"So Lady Imogen, you act?" He asked her. She flipped her hair again.
"Yes. I've acted in a good deal of films. Have you seen my latest?" She asked.
"What is it?" She asked.
"Lina." She said, flashing her most dazzling smile.
"Nope. But I'm sure it's great." He said, trying to keep the sarcasm off his voice. She leaned forward a bit, an crossed moved her legs expertly so that even more of her very thin thigh was showing.
"Well lady Imogen, it was wonderful meeting you, but I have to meet some other girls." He said. She stood, and walked back to her seat smiling. Not her dazzling one though. The one similar to a bird of prey.
Summer's POV
Summer felt bad for Prince Noah. Imogen was the third girl to do this to him. He was fighting against blushing pretty valiantly watched as she stood up, and smoothed out her dark one-shouldered dress, which she loved. It was very simple-there was some crinkling, and a band of silver flower-y things around the middle, and she was wearing some slightly dangly sapphire earrings to go with it. Her hair was up in a simple french twist. She watched Imogen walk back to her seat, and heard her name called. She stood carefully in her heels, and, as everyone else who had gone had done, curtsied and sat down.
"So Lady Summer, you swim?" He asked her.
"Please just call me Summer. And yes, I swim." She said.
"Alright Summer. What do you like to do in your free time?"He asked her, curious.
"Well, I guess I like to make cookies, and I kinda play cello and draw and do some gymnastics. And I like playing with my dog." She told him.
"What type of dog do you have?" He asked her, he himself a dog lover.
"A black lab and a corgi." She replied, smiling.
"Aww. What're their names?" He said, smiling at the thought of two adorable dogs.
"The lab's name is Haley and the corgi's name is Bandit." She told him.
"Well Lady Summer, I enjoyed meeting you, but I have to meet just a couple other girls." He said. She smiled at his sarcasm, and went back to her seat.
Okay then! Long chapter. So there it is. I hoped you liked it.
HestiaAbnegation11-Thanks! Too bad you can't ski in the Midwest-but at least there's lots of hockey teams. And girl's hockey teams. With people on them.
DolphinSplash12-More will come, but here's some.
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Fangirling is Life-Thanks! But that's too bad:(
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RQOTD-Did you celebrate super pi(e) day?
RQOTD2-How many digits of pi do you have memorized?
Yes I did, and here's what I have memorized.
3.141592653589793238462643383279502884197169399375105820974944592307