*this book is an original story, it does not follow the movie plot*
SURPRISE!" Ms. Grenada yells.
"A school?" A Capella asks.
"Not just any school." I say.
...
"Middle Brooke."
After last years catastrophe, with aliens and other shocking surprises...
I was in the dressing room sitting on a chair when all of a suddenly, A Capella storms inside and gives me a dress. My face starts to turn into a confused look until I reveal the dress inside of the bag. It was a long, dark blue dress and went all the way to my ankles. The fabric was soft, as I touched it with my hands. "It does look pretty, but it's just not for me." I complain to myself.
This is what it looked like.
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I mourned as I quickly changed into the dress. When I was done, I instantly went outside of the dressing room and showed the girls. They instantly gasped in delight as they saw me wearing the long blue dress. I smiled slightly as they gave me praised, but I thought it wasn't the one, at all. "Guys, this one may be too long." I say. "Oh no, no!" A Capella says back. "Oh yes, yes!" "Fine." I enter the dressing room once again, as Fast Forward hands me another dress.
She closes the door, and I start to get out of the dress I was in earlier and start getting into the second one. As I open the bag, I start to see a beautiful pink and silver dress, once again, up to my ankles. The top of the dress had a couple of silver laces with a few flowers on top, while the bottom had a softer texture, with a fluffy baby pink skirt. I quickly change into it and show the girls once again.
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"Wow, that's really pretty." A Capella insists. "It sure is." Missy replies. I gotta admit, the dress made me feel good. No, great. Fast Forward then reads my face as it was unsure. "But, you literally look like a princess in it." She implies. "Or...queen." "Fine, I do admit, it is really pretty, but it just isn't my style." I complain. "Ugh fine." Fast Forward mutters. "Alright, now my pick." Missy states. As I go back into the dressing room, Missy gets the dressed she picked.
Once again, I sit down on the chair, exhausted. She then gives it to me as I was sitting down and I get dressed in it once again. It was a short, turtle neck, black dress, and it was honestly quite nice. Again, I quickly got into the dress and showed the girls.
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