Chapter 5: Not What I Wanted

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(A/N) 

Writing on my iPod now, so I can't upload pictures, but I'll put pictures up of Rose, Miranda and Tiffany's dresses later. They're really pretty!

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Chapter 6: Not What I Wanted

<Rose's POV>

Celia came to pick me up after school like she had said.

I said hi and then froze while trying to get in the car.

Celia was wearing a pink wig and a purple suit.

A PINK WIG.

"Hi dear, how was school? How were classes? Did you have fun? Did you make new friends? Any cute boys? How's my new look?!"

"Whoa whoa slow down" I laughed.

"School was ok, the teachers fine,classes fine, yeah it was ok, yeah I did, mayyyybe, and why the hell is your hair pink?!"

Celia gasped.

"ROSE! Honey do NOT say those words! You are an angel, it does not suit you!"

"What, you mean what the hell?" I grinned.

"Rose dear!!!"

I laughed bitterly. 

"Celia, I don't care. Last time I checked, I'm not an angel anymore, so whatever! They want me to live like a human, that's what I'm doing"

Celia didn't look convinced but a horn sounded from behind us then and we both turned to see who it was.

A very impatient Tiffany was in her Chevrolet Camaro with Miranda. We had planned to get ready for the party at Tiffany's place but as I didn't know where she lived, Tiffany had offered to follow Celia's car all the way home and then I'd get in her car and go to her house. 

"Oh, Celia? Is it ok if I go to a party tonight? It's kinda for me so I have to go..." I explained about Tiffany and our plans as Celia started the car towards home.

"But it's a Monday honey!!"

"I know I know, but Brian did this for me as a surprise and-"

"Who's Brian? Is he cute? Do you like hi-"

"Celia!!"

The pink-head smirked a no good smirk. Oh boy.

"Well, if this Brian boy is being so NICE and SWEET and throwing a party just for YOU, he must really LIKE you sweetheart" she sang.

I actually choked on air.

"Celia, just because a guy throws a welcome party for me doesn't mean he likes me"

"Yes yes yes" she sang, waving her hand in the air.

I sighed. Ahh forget it.

We soon reached home, Tiffany and Miranda right behind us. I ran upstairs to my room and throwing my bag on the bed, began searching through my closet for a dress.

There was a WHOLE RACK full of just dresses at the far end and I couldn't help but grin to myself.

Nope

No

No

NO!

UGH.

15 minutes of searching through the dresses and I still hadn't found one I'd like to wear.

"You know that you could wear a sack and you'd still look hot"

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