Life After the Selection
14.Feb
“Morning, my la- I mean, Theia.”
I look up to see Sydney and Adelaide caught in a half bow and I giggle.
“Morning, Syd. Morning, Ade” I greet. When I left the Palace, my maids and I have become great friends and they even joked about coming to help me with my family’s farm. I said I would hire them after I helped my family expand the farm. And in these few months, I did succeed in helping expand my family’s farm by using the money I earn and the fame I got. A month ago, I wrote to the three of them to tell them about the news and asking them to come and help. Sydney and Ade agreed instantly while Mel declined. Sydney, always the wilder one, feels working in our farm will give her more freedom. Ade thinks since the selection is over, the chances of her being a lady’s maid is slim and so why not try something new? Mel, on the other hand, prefers making dresses and a birdy told me she’s really close with a guard.
A guard.
I sigh as I shake that thought away. As the three of us walk downstairs, I see Lucas giving Ade a smile while Sydney growls at Matt, my brother. Lucas and Adelaide will be a great match, Ade is quiet and sweet while Lucas is smart and nice. Sydney and Matt, though, will be a hilarious pair, both hot-headed and not afraid to tell everyone what they feel. I smile at all of them and we sit down and have breakfast.
After breakfast, all of them go out to farm except for my parents, Matt and I. I don’t need to help out with the farm now as we’ve hired more helpers, but I did reserve a piece of small land of potatoes for myself, near the trees. I can’t go out today though as I’m having a photoshoot a few days later and am specifically told ‘not to get tan’.
I am a writer now though because of being part of the selection, I still get invited to do photo shoots or commercials. I usually accept them as they come with good money and I’ve always enjoyed them.
“I’ll be in my room!” I call to my parents as I go back to my room to work on the book I’m writing. I like writing fiction, more specifically, teen fiction. I haven’t published any actual book but I’ve released a few short stories online and they’ve been a great hit.
One of the most powerful thing in the world. Something that everyone needs and wants, something so precious that even money cannot buy it. Love is just a word, but sometimes, it’s more than a word, it’s a feeling of affection, a promise that the person will always be there for you. But promises are meant to be broken. And love? It saves you, yet at times, it kills you.
It almost killed me.
I stare at the piece of paper, why-
“THEIA!” Matt yells, I sigh and open the door.
“What?”
“There’s a boy at the door for you.” He says. I sigh. Since I’ve been back home, I’ve gotten boys at the door for me. I accepted the first boy who looked nice and cute. It didn’t work out. I accepted one or two more guys afterwards but none of them worked out and I just gave up.
Because none of them was Theo.
And none of them made me feel what I feel when I'm with Theo.
None of them was Theo Hart.
He said he’d be here in January and it’s now February and I’ve given up.
“Tell him I’m not interested.” I say.
“I did. Told him you’re not looking for a boyfriend right now. But he insisted.” He replies. I sigh and run my fingers through my hair.
“How do I look?” I ask.
“You’re in your pyjamas.” He deadpans. I giggle and push him out of my room and quickly change into the nearest piece of clothing I can get my hands on - a simple sundress. I open the door and follow Matt down.
“Just say no and I can do the rest.” He says seriously, ever the over-protective brother.
“I know. I wi-” The words die down as we reach the front door.
“Thei-” Matt begins but his words are drowned as I run to the boy and hug him.
“Theo.” I breathe as we pull away.
“Am I too late?” He asks worriedly.
“A bit. But that’s okay.” I whisper. He smiles and pulls me in for a kiss.
“Okay. That’s enough. I’m leaving.” I hear Matt say. I giggle and pull away.
“Took you long enough.” I say as I pull away to take a good look at him. He hasn't changed in the past few months except now he's wearing casual clothes instead of uniform.
“I'm sorry.” He whispers. “I didn't know should I come… I read all those news about you and Connor Kels and I…”
I sigh at that memory. Connor was the third guy I dated. He was an A-list celebrity and we met during a photo shoot. But I soon realized he was more into my body and fame instead of me. And the media sucked up on that. They followed us on our first date and took tons of pics and the next day most of the gossip magazines had similar headlines. We broke up a week after that when I refused to um have sex with him.
“We lasted an unhappy week.” I answer, rolling my eyes. “I'm glad you decided to come.”
“I'm glad too.”
“Come on, let's go somewhere else where my family can't eavesdrop on us.” I say, loud enough for everyone to hear. I hear a groan, some scolding and muttering. I laugh and lead Theo to a gazebo.
“So what are you doing now that you’re not a guard?” I ask, sitting down and gesturing him to do so as well.
“Well, for the past few weeks, I’m mostly meeting my family and old friends and you know, trying to spend more time with them to make up the lost time.” He replies, wrapping an arm around my waist. “But I might consider being an athlete? But I don’t know. For now, I guess I’m just resting a bit, and maybe be a part-time model.”
“Model, eh?” I tease. “Have you gotten any jobs yet?”
“No, I haven’t. Not really.” He replies. “But one of my friends is an agent and when we were talking about careers for me, he said I should considering modelling.” He pauses and turns to me. “Said I had the looks and the body.” He finishes with a wink. I roll my eyes at him.
“So, you’ve mostly got your life the way you want, haven’t you?” I say with a smile.
“Not all… There’s a part that hasn’t been confirmed yet.”
“What part?” I ask with a frown.
“Well, there is this girl… We’ve kissed, but we never made anything official yet.”
“Yeah? So what are you going to do about her?”
“What do you think? Should I ask to be her boyfriend?”
“Um… it depends on how you feel about her.” I say carefully.
“Well, I love her and I’m pretty sure she likes me.”
What.
“What?” I whisper, peering at him through my eyelashes.
“I love you, Theia Huntley. Will you- will you be my girlfriend?” He asks, sincerity in his eyes.
“Yes.” I laugh. “Yes yes yes!” His face breaks into a huge smile and he hugs me tightly before kissing me again and again.
“By the way, happy Valentine’s day.” He whispers as we pull away to breathe.
“Oh, Theo. Haha. Happy Valentine’s day.” I laugh. He smiles and then proceeds to pull something out of his pocket.
“A small box of chocolates for my girlfriend.” He says, holding them out to me. I giggle, thank and hug him.
“I love you too, Theo Hart.” I whisper as we pull away.
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