A/N: This is the picture of Emmerson Morose.

"Well then, without further ado here are the names of the selected!" Gavril cheered.

A screen a few feet behind the set popped up it read the selected, and in the corner was a box that showed my face, so the country can see my reaction to each of the boys. Great!

Gavril read off the names, provinces, and castes as they were announced.

"First from Paloma, we have Emmerson Morose, 4,"

He wasn't too bad looking, although he had a mischievous look in his eyes.

None of the next really struck me. Each of the selected were a bit more than average looking, and 2-4s with only one or 2 fives in the mix so far. It hit me that my parents probably filtered these applications, what if my true love was one of the applications that were filtered.

Although the next application did not  fit this pattern. "From Carolina, Aspen Leger, 6." My eyebrows shot up in shock. And my face immediately turned red. Although to be honest he was probably one of the best looking out of the group.

I stopped paying attention for a while smiling, and nodding, at different names.

"And finally from Angeles, Maxon Schreave, 5."
I smiled at his bright face, something told me he would stay here for a while.

"Well good night Illea, and those of you who have been selected be ready for your whole life to change."

"And that's a wrap people." Jeffrey shouted.