Chapter 9- The Choosing

My dad saw i didn't want to talk so he just asked for the "files" on the three girls and passed them to me. The three files were just each a couple pages thick, they contained basic information on the girls, information that might help choose which one i want, which is probably none. Things like what they like to do, what foods do they eat, what's their favorite color and things like that.

First one, the youngest sister, Liliana. The one that asks for most shit, favorite color is blue and likes to go shopping. Shes 16 years old, meaning she was born in 3066, just three years after me. She doesn't have any diseases or disabilities, shes not that smart and doesn't like music. I can tell i'll hate this one, i don't think I'll ever choose her. I looked at her and put the paper down, nope, not her. In my opinion she looked like a spoiled brat that just got what she cried for, i hate people like that. Well anyways i had to move on to the second annoyance of the pack. I hate this.

Next up, the middle child, Cerulea. Just the name made me want to throw up, i mean what?! who would name their daughter Cerulea? well i dont care what her name is i probably wont like her. Shes aslo a picky piece of shit, favorite color is pink, disgusting. She likes to spend time in the mall too, what a trash ass taste these sisters got. Shes also 16 but just a few months older than the other ass face. No disabilities, just allergic to peanuts, kinda smart and has absolutely no taste in music. She just listens to whatever the society listens to. Shes also not my type, so far i only have one last person to reject and im all good! I'm getting tired of this annoying shit.

Last one, thank goodness, Clara. The head of the gang and the smartest out of all of them. Shes 18 years old and her favorite color is blue, seems promising. Likes to spend time reading and writing, no disabilities or anything and doesn't look that bad, but still,im not picking. It had been almost half an hour and all they had been doing is taking pictures of themselves and staring at their phones, each one was different but they all still had one thing in common, they were all daddys girls.

I looked at my father and he too didn't look so proud of the options i had, i can see the regret in his face and i know if he could change all me options to new ones he would. Usually a person would need time to think of which one to pick but in my case all of them were trash, i didn't want any of them, i didn't want anything to do with them. I carefully put the papers back in a neat organized pile and slid it back to my father, i knew that what i was going to say would probably make problems arise but i didn't care.

"After carefully looking through the files several times i have come to a conclusion" i said firmly after getting everyone's attention.

"Is that so young man, and which of my daughters do you find best to fit you?" answered Mr. Amasu.

"Well if I'm going to be honest then i would say none, none of them match with my desires" i told him smiling. The room went silent for a few seconds then Mr. Amasu looked at me with disappointment in his eyes.

"Okay young man, i understand why you chose that, and to be honest i would choose that too" he said smirking.