The Prime Selection ( a selection story)

The first mistake. Prolouge ( or however you spell it) LILLAS POV

I OWN NOTHING ALL RIGHTS GO TO KIERA CASS

It began when the news announced the Prime Elite Selection starting with the Selection Lottery. Not just any normal lottery like a lifetime supply of chiz biscuits or a pet ham named envelop. But one when you can win a slot in a competition for the heart of a Prince. If you get in, you get swept away in a giant mansion called the Elite House. Then it announced that the Prince Harry Styleson was of age I got the forms and signed up with my three other buffs. (BFFS)
First there was Jessimine. She was beautiful with sunshine blond hair, pale skin and blue eyes who could sing, get great grades, make you laugh when you want to cry, and was the fastest runner I knew. She was crazy and annoying in a good way and was the kind of person you go on adventures with!

Then there was Erin. She was supercool, superfun and supersmart. She had tan skin with curly black hair. She was the popular one amongst our teachers, always helping out and being really sweet. She was always busy studying and doing extra credit. Very scholar.

Last there was Yvonne. She was the kind of girl who had been everywhere. China, Paris, Hawaii it was crazy. She had funky cute glasses and long brown hair with lovely flawless skin. Her artistic ability was crazy and she could paint the chizest biscuit with her eyes closed.
Anyway, it wasn't much of a lottery after all. The forms asked questions like, ' how many languages do you speek?' And ' how many boyfriends have you had?'. We also needed to summit a photo of yourself. Our pictures looked amazing obvi. Although I can see why they need this information. They wouldn't want just anybody to end up ruling the country. And there we were on Friday night the day they announced the Contestants of the Prime  Selection or P.S.