Rebecca Ch. 1

Au Note: Hey guys, first fanfiction ever. Please take it easy, I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing. Although I know no one is going to read this, I just want to get it out there because this brain is full of ideas that want to be written down.

Summary: What happens if a new reporter who works for Gavril becomes a maid at the palace to spy on the Selected? What happens if she gets assigned to America and the other girls to follow them around and help them out? What if America and everyone else doesn't know they're being recorded, blogged, and put on television? What happens when all that footage gets out?

Truthfully, when I was hired by Gavril I thought I would be put in a cubicle to sort through publicity and news articles to see what questions he should ask the Selected in their interviews, since that was his main job at the moment. Or maybe I thought I would get sent out to get him coffee, and not even get a cubicle.

Whatever my thought was, it wasn't getting shoved into a room and being told to put on a maid's outfit. What was going on? Was I in the wrong place? Did I go into the wrong building? Did they think I was someone else? I didn't know but I decided it was best to put on the outfit anyway.

Once I was done, the door opened again and Gavril walked in, "Good morning," he said with that easy charm that I had seen on television so many times.

"Morning, what's going on?"

He smiled at me, "Good question. Have you ever wondered what goes on inside the palace? When cameras aren't rolling or when we get kicked out? Have you ever wondered what the Selected do when we aren't watching? How they treat other people? How they treat," he gestured to me, "their maids?

"I've seen your resume, quite impressive, especially for someone who was brought up the way you were. A Six, was it?"

I nodded, I was well aware that chances like this, this job, didn't happen very often. Rarely did a Two take a Six under their wings and teach them about how their job worked. Ever since the Selecteds' philanthropy projects Twos have found out that there is some potential in the lower castes, curtosy of Lady America's phil. project. I had been a Six until a man had shown up to my school and pulled my out of my journalism class and said to pack up to go to Angeles. It had reminded me of the Selection really. MY family was being compensated, I got to move up the castes system, and do the thing I loved.

"Yes, I'm a Six."

"Which means you have the training to become a maid at the palace. I have already gotten you in. You will have a thirty minute introduction to what you'll be doing, which is closely tied to the Selected, then it's off to work you go. We will be giving you glasses that record what you see and hear, and there is a guard there that we stationed. He'll help you with anything technological. He should make contact with you before the end of the day tomorrow. Are you in?"

Spy on the Selected, get to know some of the most powerful women in this country, expose them for what they truly are, and not just who they are on camera? "I'm so in."