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Synclaire

At his questioned she glared at him with hatred. "Everyone in this room knows of me, I'm Synclaire Amy Lewis of the Lewis house hold. I don't care how important you are, but I'm very important-" before she could finish on the stage in the very front a person began to speak.

"Hello everyone, we have the greatest bunch of people for you guess to pick from today. We have the most attractive of the bunch of Lower Class people ever." With a sigh Synclaire got comfortable in her seat to listen. "When ready you all may come check out who you want, at the end you all may bid on the person of your liking, the highest bidder gets their choice." The announcer man smiled and most people got out of their seats to check out who they might like.

Synclaire jumped out of her seat and took off running to the stage, she loved to always look first. On all the Lower Class around their necks were pieces of paper that told their names, weight, health, age, and body measurements. Synclaire only liked the best of the best and find two she was already interested in, and she finally stopped at one male. "What's your name?" The boy took a moment to reply, but when he did he told her his name was Emery and she smiled. She liked the way he looked and wrote his babe down on the people she wanted to buy.

She she was done looking she went back to the seat she had been sitting at before and wondered if Suzuki had found anyone, she had just met the man, but he seemed to have very high expectations like herself and wondered if he had met anyone that came to his own.

From where she was she looked for him, maybe she could get a sense of who he wanted, she already knew someone like her he wouldn't choose: beautiful and confident. With a sigh she gave up and relaxed. Synclaire got bored easily and waiting for him to return was boring, all she wanted was someone to talk to until she got her new spouses.