After a decent ride, They arrived at the palace, Samira thought her home was big. But no, oh no. The palace was huge bold in decoration, bright in color, and astonishing in pattern. Stepping out of the vehicle, She turned to her Father. “Well. It’s time, Papa.” Samira brushed a curl behind her shoulder, “Make us proud, Mira. Make me proud.” Her father noted, “Epi pa fè sa, tounen vid.” And don’t, come back empty handed. He stated sternly swiftly strutting back to the vehicle
Just saying, her dad wouldn’t be there with her when arriving back at the palace. He’d still be back in their home province. Only the girls and not their families travel to the palace.
Soon enough, it was time for the Selection to begin. Each girl, dressed in a white shirt and black pants, was allowed to gather a few personal belongings to bring, though anything they would need would be supplied, including clothes. Each province held a celebration as a send off before the girls began traveling to Angeles.
Based on proximity, the girls from nearby provinces were seated on the same planes to Angeles. Upon arrival, the girls were greeted by a crowd of fans wanting to meet and take pictures, or receive autographs from the selected girls. Interacting with the public remained optional, though the process was filmed.
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