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The Greenhouse is connected to the Palace, literally a building attached to a side of the Palace. You can enter it from outside (though not without a code or eye/retinal scan) or from inside the Palace. The Greenhouse is made up of glass...the ceiling has magnificent glass panes on it, that can be opened with brilliant technology! The walls are also made up of glass...though the glass of the greenhouse isn't just your everyday, fragile glass..it's quite difficult to just break it with a rock, hammer, or any weapon, really. Trust me, the Rebels have tried.

The Greenhouse has a slightly humid atmosphere, but not humid enough to make you sweat. There are sprinklers on the ceiling that turn on when the Royal Gardeners turn them on, or at their usual times, in the morning. The sprinklers spray everything...and sometimes it's fun to just be there.

In the dead center of the area is a mini garden, with a midsize pond with fish swimming around in it, a nice stone bench to relax on, and gorgeous flowers around it.

Alexa walked out onto the greenhouse for some fresh air. It was really crowded everywhere else in the palace. She needed some Alexa time before the contest started. Sadly, there were royals here, but she stayed anyway. Maybe, she could befriend them and win the contest. She would cheat if necessary to get the hand of the prince.

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((I fixed it to fit the roleplay that you guys were doing))

Alexa rolled her eyes at the two fighting. She walked over to them. "Stop fighting, okay? I came up here to get some peace and what do I get? No-stop bickering! Just can it!" she said. "Both of you!" she regretted it 5 seconds later.

"N-n-n-n-no" she stammered. "I will not write an essay. But you," she pointed at Brendan, "Will forget about this because I will give you candy. And you," she pointed at Alice, "Will forget about this because I will be your slave until the competition is over"


((Can we play along with that bribery???))

India was sitting on a bench in the greenhouse, reading a book on current politics. She was rather bored, as she didn't enjoy hanging out in the lady's room. In fact, India didn't enjoy being at the castle at all, aside from the large library. She sat, in a bright red dress and absently twirled a lock of hair as she read.

Jayden walked into the greenhouse, since it was his break. He was walking around looking at all of the plants before he saw a flash of red. What in the world could that be? He started walking towards it and saw a girl, obviously a Selected, sitting reading a book.

India glanced up when she saw a figure walk by. It was a guard, who was watching her. She narrowed her eyes at him, suspicious at why he was there.

When Jayden saw the girl staring at him, he grinned and walked up to her. "Hello."

"Hi," India murmured, glancing up at the guard. "Can I help you?"

Jayden shrugged. "Not exactly, no." He told her, a side grin still plastered on his face.

"Oh." India glanced back up at him. "I'm India Marks, one of the selected... But you probably could have already figured that out."

"Obviously." He said, noting the bright red dress and makeup. "I'm Jayden Bass, one if the guards. But you probably have figured that out, too."

India smiled slightly. "Yeah... I think your uniform have you away," she joked.

"Aw, maybe just a little." He joked back. "So, how do you like the palace so far?"

India shrugged. "I guess it's nice," she murmured. "I miss my home, and my school."

"I'm guessing you were a Three, then? Only Threes actually liked school."

"Yeah, I am," India agreed. "And you're obviously a two."

"Obviously now. I was Three before this."

"Oh, really? Did you chose to be a guard, or were you drafted?" India asked curiously.

"Both. I was drafted, and I could've bought myself out of it, but I decided to come instead. I did get to decide to come to the palace, though."

"Oh. Why didn't you buy yourself out?" India asked curiously.

"I'm not really sure. I wanted to come to the palace, that's for sure, but other than that, I don't know."

"Huh." India glanced up at him. "I was studying to become an engineer before I got selected... My dad made me promise to do this... He's sort of against women in superior work forces." She rolled her eyes. "So, if I keep this act up long enough, I get to continue my studies."

"Wow. Have you been to the library here yet? They have books on everything."

"Yeah, I have." India held up her book. "It's wonderful."

"Yeah, I know. It's amazing. Unfortunately, my break is almost over, so I should get back. I'll see you around, India." He smiled before walking out of the greenhouse and back to the castle.

"Bye. Nice meeting you," India called, wondering if they'd be able to talk again soon.

((I don't really know what's going on.... I did a bad job of roleplaying))

Ara walked into the greenhouse with the later magazine in her hand.

Ara looked up as she saw another girl walk in, obviously a selected. She frowned and smoothed out her already wrinkle-free dress, her curves standing out beautifully. Ara held her magazine in her hand, then put on her famous gorgeous model grin. "Hello. I'm assuming you're a selected as well?"

((Haha, sorry for got about dresses, she's wearing this: http://publicifashion.com/wp-content/...))

((Okay, bye!))

Ugh
"So you've met him?" Ara replied, her sweet actress voice being used instead of her venom filled words.

"Oh. Then yes, I guess so. If you like to assume things, of course." Ara flashed her award-winning smile at her again before sitting down and opening her magazine.

Ara snorted. "Duh. I don't understand why they even let her into these magazines, they must practically be begging for their company to die!" Ara laughed a little and turned the page.

"I know. I dared him for a while when I was younger. Oh. My. God. Total jerk, for sure." Ara said with another laugh.

((Gtg, bye!!))

"Well, the you've heard wrong. I modeled with her once, and she's such a little bitch. Like, it's crazy. There are so many rumors of her being the sweetest person ever, then you meet her and BAM! You see what she's really like." Ara look over at her with a frown. "Trust me, you don't want to meet her."

"Oh my god, I know, right? I sang with her once too, she is literally like…a sweet little lamb or something. It's kind of adorable." Ara laughed at this, then flipped the page of the magazine again.
((Okay, gtg again, bye!))

"Oh, you must not get out much then. I'm a singer, model, and sometimes an actress. Anyway, I'm Arabella Kensington, but call me Ara. And you are?"

"Oh yes! I remember, our songs were neck and neck for the top of the charts this week. Mine, See Ya Soon, came out in first, though." Ara smiled sweetly, glad to have remember that her new song that she had written and recorded only five days ago had made #1 on the charts this week.

Ara smiled, not feeling the pin as much because of her thick hair. "Ba-bye!" Part of Ara's hair fell elegantly out of her bun, making a beautiful side pony-tail.

Rose walked into the greenhouse as she explored. She was wearing a simple blue gown, not liking to draw attention to herself. She was beautiful, though, even just in that. Rose had come here looking to find some quiet, maybe write some music. She had brought extra paper, and hadn't had the chance to write any since she came to the palace.

Rose walked further into the greenhouse, looking at all of the flowers and other plants. She turned the corner and saw the prince at work, writing something. She smiled to herself and continued looking at the flowers, no wanting to interrupt him. She sat down quietly on the other side of the bench and began writing music.

Rose looked up from her music and smiled slightly. "Oh, it's nothing. I was working on something, anyway. And yes, I believe so. I'm the girl that played your cello." Rose laughed slightly, remembering how he had looked when she had asked if she could play it.

"Close. It's Wendy, but I go by Rose." Rose smiled again before turning back to her music, seeing as he had another paper to work on. It had always been so much easier to work on music with her sisters than by herself.

After a few minutes of unsuccessfulness, Rose turned to him. "What are you working on?"

"Oh. Sounds…fun?" Rose laughed a little. "I should probably leave you to work, then. Looks like you've got quite a bit to catch up on."

((XD))

"I could quiz you," she suggested. Rose set her music back down on the bench and turned towards him.

Rose smiled as she took the stack of papers. "Of course not. Alright, what should I start with?"