"Ella Charleston, 2." This sentence has been my life this whole week. Through the physicals, paperwork, law work, and packing I have had no time to myself to just sit down and relax. I haven't even had time to hangout with Charolette, but she understands. Tomorrow is my last day at home for a while (if I don't get sent home) so tomorrow I have a day to do what ever I want. What do I want to do, you ask. I want to sleep. I want to peacefully sleep in an extra 2 hours, just because I have a feeling this is the last chance I'll have to sleep for a while. Just before I fall asleep I realize what is going to happen tomorrow. I am going to go to the palace with 34 other girls I don't know and the next day, I'll meet the prince. The prince. He is so handsome and so caring and so...
And I drift off to sleep while dreaming about the selection and the prince. And before I know it my alarm goes off, and I knew it's the last day at home. I get up and wake up mom by saying. "Christina Charleston it's time to get up" I always call her buy her first name when I want to tease her.
"Just 5 more minutes, pleeeaassee." She tiredly replies, but I instantly say
"Come on, it's my last day. Can you make me homemade waffles?"
"Okay" she replies while slowly getting out of bed.
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Unaccepted (Another Selection series)
RomanceElla has always enjoyed the romantic idea of the selection but once her time comes to participate in it what will she do? Once she makes it to the castle who will she talk to? Who REALLY loves the prince for home self, not who he is or the power he...
