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when she goes off to the City, she would attract a smart boy as well.
    I nod in agreement of her thanks as we all head toward the huge auditorium. All I can think about as the time draws near is that I want to decide who I marry. I hate the authorities and these stupid rules. I hate it all, especially what we have become. I kick a pebble with my white suede boot and it scuffs it, reminding me of my white sneakers.
    Kaia gives me the evil eye. “Look Alexia, I don’t know what your deal is today, but if you don't knock it off I’m ditching you.”
    I realize I've been throwing a temper tantrum since we left this morning. I haven't been myself and I've been taking it out on my best friend. “I'm sorry, Kaia. I'm just...” I blow air out of my mouth in frustration, “...nervous I guess. Sorry to be such a wet blanket. I'll snap out of it, I swear.” I make a pity me face.
    “You know I can't stay mad at you when you do the sad face! This is so not fair!” She laughs.
    “Ahem,” Aeron interposes, “Sorry to interrupt you ladies, but this is where I must bid you adieu.”
    “Thanks Aeron, for everything. It's been a pleasure!” Kaia stands tall on her tippy toes and kisses his cheek right in the middle of the crowded plaza. 
    He straightens suddenly and his eyes widen slightly in shock. He clears his throat, “It's been my pleasure, I'm sure.” He adds with a bow. “Alexia.” He nods in finality before he turns and walks away.
    Right then, an announcement comes over the speakers, telling us to come in and take a seat. Kaia and I grab each other's elbows and walk inside.
    “Is this when we find out who we are arranged to marry?” Kaia asks anxiously.
    “No, I think this is when we find out what job we have. Hopefully it's something together.” I can't imagine not having Kaia by my side, after eighteen years of having her there.
     
     
     

*~* Chapter 4- The Boys*~*
    Inside the job corps, I am given a number by the guard at the door to an assigned seat. I get number 234. Kaia gets number 235. We're standing in line to go through the doors, and it's moving so slowly. When I reach the door, the usher takes my number and points to the general area of my seat. My seat happens to be close to where we stand now, here in the back.
    It's a huge auditorium, with big screens so you can see whoever is going to be on stage clearly from wherever you sit. The walls are made of alternating strips of concrete and steel, and the ceiling is at least fifty feet high.
    I find my seat, right on the end, next to the aisle. No one is in the seat next to me, or the one beside it.  As I wait, I take in everything around me. I guess they seat us in sections by kinds, because I only see Angel s all around me. I scan the auditorium for a glimpse of a Demon , or some boys at the least. A poke on my shoulder distracts me from my search, but when I look to see who it is no one is there.
    “Gotcha!”  A familiar voice surprises me.
    I turn to my left to see Kaia with satisfied grin on her face.
    “So how about you let me squeeze by so I can get to my seat?” She points to the seat two seats away from me.
    “Kaia, are you ever serious?” I twist my legs to the side so she can get past me to her seat.
    She smiles and shakes her head at me as she sits down. “I'll be glad once this job nonsense is over with so I can meet my future hubby!” She grins mischievously and looks around.
    “Oh. My. Gods!” She hisses before her jaw goes slack.
    I turn to see what she's looking at and behold the most beautiful Angel I've ever seen. He looks like a fairy tale prince. He's tall, maybe six feet two inches. He has awesomely messy, honey-blonde hair and piercingly blue eyes. To top it off he has to have the best nose I have ever seen and thin lips that look good on him. With that sun-kissed skin and those broad shoulders all the girls are eating him up. His muscles are sinewy and well-honed, and I really can’t see an ounce of fat anywhere. He