The limo drove me about 4 more miles, to the private airplane me and four other guys would ride. I mulled things over for a bit on the way there. Me, a lowly little five, signed up for The Selection, even though I had a girlfriend. Well, now she's technically my ex-girlfriend, but I saw her holding hands with some other guy. Justin, I think was his name. Well good for him. He gets to be happy. He gets to have his little happily ever after with Dawn. I sighed. All of a sudden the limo came to a screeching stop. I fell forward. "Sorry sir, I've only had this job for a week, please forgive me." My drive pleaded. "No problem dude, don't worry about it." I felt bad for the guy, he acted as if I was going to sentence him to arrest or something. He helped me get out of the car. "You're going to wait on that plane for the other selected guys, alright? Now good luck dude!" He said as he dropped me off in front of the plane. I looked at the entrance. It was pretty big, or at least big to a little five like me. This was it. Me stepping into this plane was the start of my journey. I wonder how far I'd make it? I'd probably at least make it to the top 30, I don't think I'd be one of the first to get kicked out of the thirty-five. I slowly walk onto the plane. Well, I guess there's no turning back now. I walked in, and took a seat. I didn't have to wait long, two other guys came before long. I looked up at them. "So you're like, one of the guys right?" A guy with light brown hair said. "The name's Mitch, and this is here beside me is Kyle." Mitch says, beckoning towards a guy with pink hair and glasses. "Um, hi?" Kyle says awkwardly. "Er, I'm Adam." I said awkwardly. "Oh we know." Mitch said. "You and some other guy.... What's his name..... I think it's Quentin, are the only two fives in the competition!" "Oh." I said awkwardly. Mitch and Kyle came to sit down my me." We ended up chatting about stupid things, and just joking around and having a fun time. "So let me get this straight," Mitch said with laughter. "You accidentally tackled your crushes little brother in front of her?" "In my defense I was only seven." I said chuckling. "Nice bro, I'm assuming you aren't dating her or anything?" Kyle asked. "Nah, she kneed me in the groin afterwards too, so I don't exactly think she'd like me!" I said. "What caste are you two?" I asked, changing the subject. "I'm a three." Kyle said. "I'm a four." Mitch added. I snorted. "Sweet, our numbers are in order or some math crap like that." "When's the other guy going to get here?" Mitch asked. As if that was his cue, a guy walked in, with a large suit case and a.... Spacesuit on a hanger? What? He noticed us immediately, looked at us in disgust, and plopped himself down in the front seat of the plane. "He seems friendly." I thought. "Hey dude, what's up?" Mitch yelled at him. He turned back at us. "I do not associate with people like you, my name is Jason, I'm a two, and I'm better than you. So shut your little peasant mouths and leave me in peace!" I already had a feeling me and Jason wouldn't get along. He muttered something about "stupid lower castes" or something. He brought out a book, and began to read. "I don't think he likes us." Kyle whispered. "What gave you that idea Kyle?" I asked sarcastically. Kyle snorted. Just then, the pilot walked in. "Is this all of you?" He asked. We all nodded. "Very well." He said. "Buckle up, and get ready for departure." "I've never been on a plane before." I whispered to... What do I call them. My friends? My buddies? I kinda like the idea of friends, cause I could use some. Anyway, Mitch assured me nothing would happen while we flew, and I trusted him. We heard he plane engine turn on. I held on to the armrests beside me. Kyle punched me in me shoulder. "Man up." He joked. I laughed. The plane started moving forward, slowly at first, then it kept getting faster. I felt the plane rise slowly off the ground, and soon enough, we were in flight. I looked at Mitch and Kyle beside me. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.