Well, you probably don't know me, i'm new here, but this is just an idea i came up with. I don't know exactly who were the first eight girls to leave, buti have my ideas, and working on them, i will give each one of them a POV (point of view) about their conversation with Maxon, and after they all get a POV, i will start writing the elimination thingy, so just enjoy, and comment saying if you enjoyed reading :)
Note that, this is just a fanfic and it doesn't actually has to be true.
Sosie Keeper, from Yukon, Four[]
^^Sosie in my imagination, if someone is interested.
- Sosie Keeper!
I sigh as my name is announced. I quickly leave my chair, whispering a weak goodbye for the girl sitting next to me, Camille. She is really nice for a 2, but i noticed she doesn’t seem to have interest on the whole selection history at all. While moving to the direction of the table where Maxon is standing, i have a glimpse of some of the other girls who previously talked to him. Some of them seem a bit shocked, while other ones, the biggest part, seems to be living in a dream. All this examination took only one or two seconds, and with short footsteps, i approach my chair in front of the prince, and sit down.
- Hello.
He says and i nod. I feel like i should say something, but instead i just smile. Surprisingly, he acts like it was the most normal thing in the world.
- So, Sosie, what brings you here, to my little home?
Little home? I’ve never been in a most glorious place during my whole life! And he calls it a “little home”. Despite all his education, he seems a bit immature.
- Well, hopes and possibilities. – I reply.
- Great, but Sosie, tell me something. I don’t know why, but i don’t recognize you, you seem a bit more, different than when i first saw you, at the announcements night.
Well, tell it to my prep team, i knew dyeing my hair blonde was a bad idea. I should’ve listenned to that ginger girl.
- Well, i decided to dye my hair, i think it makes me more... bright. – Bright. The best thing who came to my head in a situation like this.
- Listen, my dear, you don’t need to change yourself for me, i’d like you the way you are, you don’t need to alterate yourself.
Dear. I felt my cheeks getting red by the sound of these words.
- Fine. – I reply with a calm voice and a smile on my face, don’t having any idea about what to say.
- Well, i think we’re runing out of time, but keep this advice. You don’t need to stop being yourself to gain other people’s attention, but still, stay here after i end talking to the rest of the girls, fine? You’re pretty, and turning yourself into a different person won’t make anything better.
I nod, and return to my chair, as i hear the name Tallulah Bell being announced. So, stay here, in this room, after all. What would it mean?
Ashley Brouilette, from Allens, Three
“Ashley Brouilette”
^^Ashley
Oh Gosh. The time came. My breath starts getting fastest as i stand up, without even whispering goodbye for anyone next to me. While approaching my destination, i trip and almost lose my balance, but i keep walking and luckily don’t end up falling.
Then, before i can even realize, i’m sitting there, staring at him.
The prince smiles at me, and i smile back, the best thing i can think of doing right now. The feeling of being right in front of my possible husband drives me crazy. I don’t speak nothing, instead, i just adjust my dress and run my hand through my blonde hair.
“Hello, Ashley”
The prince says, to break the unconfortable silence and my heart starts beating even faster than before.
“Hello”
I answer, still smiling. He looks at me, with some sort of feeling. Love maybe? Or in the worst case, pity.
“So, Ashley, what do you think about the castle?”
What? What did he say? I can only mind about examinating each inch of his face. The prince starts looking unconfortable, as i realize what he said.
“Well, it is... pretty”
I reply. Oh well, in the best of the hypothesis he will just think i’m shy and don’t like talking too much. It might work i guess...
“Sure, it is really pretty, and Ashley, how did you feel when you knew you entered the Selection?”
He asks, obviously don’t having any idea about what to say.
“Well, i felt like i was the luckiest girl in the world.”
He smiles, and my cheeks get red. I adjust my dress once again, without knowing what to do now.
“So, Ashley, i think our time is over, but why don’t you stay here after i end talking the other girls?”
Maxon asks.
“Sounds perfect!
I reply, and return to my place, just as America stands up to talk to the prince