So far, the plan had been working. They had been doing it for five months. Five months, and they still hadn't been caught. The night before, Azriel had come over for their book meeting. Jen had all the books packed away in her purse. She sat at the cheaply made table, and tried to eat her breakfast. Her father had just left a minute before. Jen remembered there being something about him being reassigned to some new job, but she didn't really pay attention. She never paid attention to anyone any more, except Azriel. There was no point, she would be caught, and most definitely banished. That was the only punishment. They had stop full-blown executions a long time ago. Or, she hoped so.
That day, they picked out one of the shorter books they had chosen. It was a cute little fluff story about a guy and a girl in high school (Jen had to try her best and explain that term to Azriel). Then, the guy got all crazy and mean, and the story took a darker turn.
As she listened to Azriel read, she started daydreaming. In just a few months, she would turn 17. Then, she would have to submitwho she wanted to marry. Jen had never heard of any girl, or any guy, get who they wanted. The whole thing was chosen by the village Elders (although, technically, this wasn't a village), after they looked through the extensive personality tests everyone had to take. Jen knew she would have to submit someone, she knew Azriel would. And, she couldn't be the only 17-year-old left.
The problem was, Jen didn't know who she wanted to marry. The only person she actually knew was, of course, Azriel. But, she didn't feel that way about him. Sure, he was handsome, but not extremely handsome. He had great qualities, but Jen only thought of him as her friend. He complimented her a lot, but she thought he was just being nice. They never got lovey-dovey, or starry-eyed around each other. They never kissed, and barely hugged. Jen liked him because he was most likely the only person in the Town who actually agreed with her on everything.
But, she didn't actually know any other guy. She couldn't remember any of the guys in her school. So, Azriel would have to do. Jen thought about how she might not mind having him living with her.
Back at home, Jen tried once again to swallow the pathetiv grey mush that constituted her dinner. In between bites, her father started saying something, "Jen, did you leave the light on in your room last night?"
"Really? Because, last night, I heard a noise, and I got up to see what it was. I couldn't help but see the light from your lamp coming from underneath the door."
"Oh." She swallowed. " Maybe your eyes were playing tricks on you."
"Yes, that's probably it."
The next day, Azriel found an anxious Jen sitting in the library. "Hey, Je-"
"What were you doing in my room the other night?"