Alright, so here's this chapter!

Once again, please stop bothering me about your characters/characters you want POVs/things you want me to do! It is ultimately MY STORY (except the parts that belong to Kiera Cass)! It's really annoying, so please STOP!

Also, for the next Report, I'm not going to do an interview with every character, just the mains and probably a few others, but not a ton.

Thanks to 4Love4Love, HestiaAbnegation11, and Dolphinsplash12 for being amazing reviewers!

Lucinda's POV

Lucinda looked over at some of the other girls in annoyance. They were chatting and giggling-NERVOUS for the Report tonight. She sneered, and turned back to her group of girls. So far, none of them had gotten a date-only Grace, Anastasia, Shaylienne, Jasey, and Holly had gotten dates. She hadn't even received an invitation to go on a date. Her, Lucinda Summerfield! The Prince obviously had no idea what he was doing.

Everyone looked up as Sylvia walked in, hoping it wasn't a lesson. They'd gotten a few of those, and none of them wanted more. The history ones even she thought were okay, but the etiquette ones were dreadfully boring. Plus, she knew most of the stuff, and it was only useful for the lower caste girls.

"Girls, as you know, you will be making an appearance on the Report tonight. You will be expected to behave exceedingly well and in a way that would behoove you, so I'm here to go over that with you." She said.

Thirty minutes later Lucinda yawned openly as Sylvia left the room. So. Freaking. BORING. She was done with etiquette lessons. She sighed as she got up. It was about time to start getting ready for dinner, and the Report. She walked up to her room to see what her maids had done.

Riley's POV

Riley picked at her food a little. It was delicious, and she could eat almost anything save something they'd served on her trip to Swendway, at least externally neutral, thanks to her diplomatic training. She was just nervous. Crisis in another country? Got it. Leaving on a moments notice? Okay. Appearing at an important meeting with hair all messed up? Not the end of the world. But going on the Report? Oh boy.

Her maids had made her a stunning silver dress, and she had it along with some silver and rose quartz earrings, and a simple carnelian bracelet.

As the girls finished up with their dinners, they began to trickle out. This week, there wasn't quite enough time to change, but there was enough to touch up makeup or switch accessories and hair. Riley had had her maids just get her ready for the Report, so she just walked down to the set with a couple of other girls.

As the time began to edge closer, more girls began to show up. They'd been told to be ten minutes early, so some were earlier, and others were not. Riley walked over to the seating that had been set up for them, and took a seat near the back, but not all the way back. She found Anastasia and Lilly beside her, Grace behind her, and Francesca in front of her. All the girls were chatting.

"I love your dress, Anna." She said to Anastasia, who rarely wore cool colors, was wearing a silk emerald green dress.

"Thanks! Yours is really pretty too!" She said, looking at the material of Riley's dress.

Unsurprisingly to Riley, and probably most of the other girls, the group of girls with Colette and Lucinda all showed up late, wearing dresses that were technically full length, but had Sylvia scowling a little bit. Lucinda was wearing a dress that was pretty much a gold mini dress, but with a layer or two of yellow tulle going down to the floor, technically making it a full length dress, but really a mini dress. Colette had gone a different route with her dress-a soft blue, one shouldered dress that from the front appeared fine, but was mostly backless, but was relatively inoffensive. Bethany, Julie, and Imogen were practically wearing the same dress in different colors with slight variations-form fitting, strapless, not backless, low neckline, and slit for Bethany and Imogen.

People were bustling all over the set. Someone started counting down. The chatter of the girls fell away.

"5, 4, 3, 2, 1, we're live!"

Riley zoned out as announcements were made. She made sure to sit up straight, but most of it was pretty boring. Progress in the elimination of the seventh caste was almost done, projected for a year and a half. Stuff about the economy. Nothing very interesting. They were mentioned, accompanied by photographs, but not much time was devoted to them, which made sense to her. Next week most of the Report would be devoted to them, and they'd been here pretty much only a week.

Finally, the Report ended. Riley stood up, careful to make sure her leg wasn't asleep. That could get bad in heels. She walked down the seats, leaving the set. Some of the girls lingered, but she was tired. She just wanted to sleep.

Grace's POV

Grace woke up much later than usual. The Report last night had gone late, so she'd slept in a bit more.

Her maids already had a dress out-not strapless, as both of yesterday's had been, and it was a gray one-shouldered chiffon dress with a band of blue. She pulled the covers over her head and made a very un-ladylike noise, to the laughter of her maids, and then sat up.

"I'm awake now." She said. Her maids laughed.

Ten minutes later, she was ready. A tiny bit of makeup was applied, but most of the time was spent putting the dress on, putting on a necklace with a pendant she'd brought from home-a silver with a few diamonds crescent moon, brushing her hair, which was a bird's nest, and making her look like she was not actually a zombie. Once that was done, she walked down to breakfast, where she found many of the girls already there. She found her name tag next to only Riley, as she was sitting at the end of the table, and took her place. Riley was smiling, and instead of her usual silver, was wearing a pale pink dress that went incredibly with her hair. Grace cocked her head at her. Riley looked at the other girls, and leaned over as Grace sat down next to her.

"The Prince invited me on a date." She said quietly. Grace smiled at her, happy for her.

"That's great!" She said, quietly as well. It was well known Lucinda wanted to murder all the girls who'd gotten dates. She reached for one of the strawberry tarts in the middle of the table. There were two types-the ones Queen America liked, which she thought were revoltingly sweet and gelatinous, and then the ones with the cream underneath and the cream egg in the center that were actually good. She took a bite out of it and took a few strips of bacon off of one of the trays in the middle, as well as from fruit. As far as she was concerned, with some tea, that constituted breakfast.

"What're you going to do?" She asked quietly.

"A lunch picnic." Riley said. Grace smiled, and stopped as Imogen sat down across from them. Grace looked around the room.

"Where's Anaya?" Asked Grace.

"Probably on a date." Riley replied. Grace nodded, and they stood together, walking to the Women's Room.

Alright, so there's another chapter! Hope you guys liked it!

HestiaAbnegation11-Yes, totally right! And older brothers are annoying! Grr.

4Love4Love-Thanks! I think she will, but not totally sure. And yes, light pink/nude are definitely the best.

RQOTD: Are you outdoorsy?

Sorta. I'm doing a school backpacking trip, and I want to hike the John Muir trail next Summer.