Dear Dad,
It's been a week since my name was called and now I am on a plane.
To meet Luke Royalton.
AKA, my FUTURE HUSBAND.
If all goes well.
Most of these girls are nice, I already name a friend. Her name is Olivia but she likes to be called Liv.
Liv is the girl who is sitting next to me. There are only four other girls on this plane. Five in all.
Vicky seems a little stuck up, but okay.
Patricia is quiet and she is crying right now. She looked prettier on the Report.
Anna and Vicky are loud and Anne is funny. Their really outspoken. About everything.
Right now they are talking about what Luke looks like when he dances.
Bored out of my mind,
Quinn

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FanfictionFanFiction based off of the Selection Series by Kiera Cass Written in the form of letters.