Chapter 1.

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"We got it!! We got the letter!!" My mother shouted as she runs into the house holding it in her hands.

"Ugh. I don't care if the prince is eligible." I said.

"Taylor I think you should apply to be in the Selection!" Mom shouted again.

I really don't want to.

Why would I want to apply to compete to marry the prince?

He is never going to pick me.

Why bother?

"Why are we doing this? It's just a waste of time." I said.

"You never know what will happen and you could get picked. There is 35 girls to try and win his heart." My mother said.

"Dad? What do you think? He will never pick me." I said.

Dad looks up from his newspaper, "Mom does have a point honey."

I groaned, "Okay what I'd he does pick me I still have to compete to win his heart with 34 other girls?" I asked.

"You never know how far could get." Mom said.

"Okay fine. Where is the application paper?" I asked.

I fill out the paperwork I write down all of my information, my age, my hight, my medical information my ranking."

I go out into the mail box and look at the letter.

This is it.

I put the letter in the mailbox and signed.

Would they pick me?

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Author's Note

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-Wunderstruck1313

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