"What do I do? What do I do?" I muttered as I paced around my suite. The grey seemed like a bad choice for my suite colour as the walls started to close in. My own little grey abyss... Nah, that isn't really me.
"Will you quit it?"
Unfortunately, I wasn't alone. Rylie and Eirlys were sprawled across my bed and book sandwiched between the duo. Both of them seemed to mimic each other's styles, Rylie seemed to have copied Eirlys' usual ponytail. Her ash blonde locks—the same colour as mine—were brought up, an elastic keeping the hairs in place. Eirlys', however, seemed more messy—like it was just thrown up without a care, though that wouldn't surprise me. They were both wearing dresses, though I suspected that was more of Rylie's idea that Eirlys'...
Sighing, Eirlys stood up, brushing off imaginary dirt from the skirt of her dress, "Matt, I think instead of whatever you're doing you should just go break another one of those selected's hearts. Don't make things longer than necessary. Just whatever you do, don't bother me." Turning towards my younger sister, she smiled, "Later Ryls."
Mouth agape, I watched as Eirlys headed out of my room. Well, isn't she a nice ray of darkness?
"I don't think she meant it like that," Rylie commented, flipping over a page in her book. "'Go break another one of those Selected's hearts,' I don't think she meant it like that. More like, 'get up, Matt, and eliminate one. You'll feel better,' that kind of thing. More like dragging it out will only make it harder for everyone."
"You obviously don't know what you're doing, it's obvious. The one thing you can control is who stays and who doesn't. She's just saying elimate some you know won't last, you'll feel better because you're closer to your goal."
That, in an odd way, did make sense.
"Morning Matt," James greeted from his position on the couch. Alexis was sitting next to him, her nose buried in a books while James continued to talk to me, "Have you decided what you're doing yet? With the remaining Selected that is."
"I'm not sure yet, Eirlys suggested that I eliminated more people slowly as well as go on more dates. Well, in Eirlys' way, she didn't out right say it," I responded, taking a seat next to Alexis who was still engrossed in her book.
"Hey, Matt," she murmured, pulling me in for a quick hug. "You know, I really hope that the baby is a bookworm like me, I couldn't handle someone like you and James."
I rolled my eyes teasingly, "Because you can get anyone better than me."
She nodded excitedly, "I can think of many people actually." Alexis was expecting the baby around November, and was currently twenty weeks pregnant. Wow, time really flew by.
"How's the baby?" I asked, glancing down at her baby bump.
"Oh, they're fine. They like to annoy Mommy though," Alexis replied, playfully glaring down at her bump. Looking back up, she asked, "So who are going to ask on a date to?"
"I don't know yet, maybe Rowena? We haven't talked much recently. Though I was thinking Abby, too."
"They seem nice," Alexis commented before turning to James. "They're also pretty names, which we need to think more off."
"I like the names Finn and Savannah," I threw out, picking up Alexis' book, Harry Potter.
"You're totally a Gryffindor," Alexis remarked catching me flicking through her book.
I looked at her completely lost, "A what?"
"A Gryffindor," she repeated slowly as if I was stupid.
"Okay? So what are you then?" I questioned, putting down the book. I'm pretty sure the confused expression was still on my face though.
"A Hufflepuff!" she admitted, a smile etched on her face. "They're amazing people, and extremely loyal."
"Huh, that explains why you haven't left James yet..."
But of course he was in his own little world, in his hands was a sheet of paper and he occasionally scribbled something down hastily as if his life depended on it.
"James?" Alexis called, shaking him slightly to gain his attention.
"Hmmm," he replied, adding something else to his list.
"Oh me and Matt decided that we were going to run off together and you no longer matter," she said offhandedly, obviously lying through her teeth.
"That's nice," he mumbled. Glancing at his watch, he turned to face her, "I have a meeting to go to. Have fun you two."
"We will James, don't worry!" I called our mockingly, though he didn't seem to get it.
"Okay," he replied, dragging out the 'a'. "Bye Alexis," he kissed her goodbye quickly and waved before leaving.
"Run off?" I asked teasingly.
"Shut up, Matthew. Go talk to one of the selected or something," she shoved me away. "I have a book to continue to read."
I laughed as I exited the room, leaving Alexis in her peace. I didn't exactly want to stay there and anger her eventually. Annoying a pregnant woman wasn't on my to-do list.
Now, to eliminate some of the Selected.
Calling a nearby maid, I asked her to bring the two selected to the gardens. I figured if any of them were going to scream, not many would be able to hear them in the garden.
I made my way slowly to the gardens, the hot Angeles sun shining through the windows making me wince.
"Are you okay, Your Highness?" a nearby guard questioned.
"Yeah, it's just sunny and the sun's annoying me," I responded, turning away from the light.
His eyebrows furrowed as he looked outside, "But it's cloudy, Your Highness."
"Same thing," I muttered moving along, hoping my cheeks wouldn't give away my embarrassment. In my defence, some of the rays were getting through.
"Matt?" Tsula questioned. She was dressed with her usual style, some sneakers, a shirt and pants while Florence, who was the other girl I had asked to come here, wore a purple dress along with a pair of amethyst earrings and a bracelet,
"So, I-uh..." I stuttered. How do I do this?
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Florence fiddling with her bracelet.
Use the band-aid technique, Matt.
"I'm eliminating both of you," I rushed out.
Florence looked slighty disappointed, but smiled at me. "Thank you for having me here, Your Highness," she spoke softly. "It was a pleasure."
I smiled back at her, giving her almost a sympathetic look, "I'm sorry. I don't want to have to keep you here if we aren't going to last long." I then turned to Tsula, "I'm sorry about eliminating you, too."
"It's fine, I didn't really expect us to end up together anyway," she responded.
We chatted for a while before they left the pack the stiff they bought, but according to Tsula she only really brought her perfume from her grandmother.
Only eight girls left.
A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed the chapter! Sorry it took a while, I'll try and hurry up the next update.
I have to admit though, that bit with Matt and the guard complaining about the sun was inspired by a similar conversation I had with my friend. I had been cooped up in my room for five weeks (only one week left until school :/) and it was dark in my room. I went outside and I texted my friend that I found the sunlight annoying, she texted me back saying it was cloudy... Haha, got to love England weather.
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