My dress was catching every single eye in the room. The man's eyes sparkled and glistened; they were the most beautiful color hazel-like chestnuts. The whole dance was only eight minutes, when the waltz ended my dance partner and I left the dance floor together, reuniting with Sydney and Thomas. Thomas and my dance partner seemed to know each other already. They picked up casual conversation.
Sydney said to me, "wasn't that amazing?" It had to be the coolest experience we had so far on this adventure. Sydney had told me, "I looked enchanting."Sydney was always saying the nicest things to me that were hardly true. I could not help but release a laugh as I replied back to Sydney.
"It certainly was the most normal experience since I have arrived here.'' The man I could only refer to as my dance partner because we had not been formally introduced yet finally piped up and said. My name is Frances, Frances thee third, my lady. "Nice to meet your acquaintance."
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The Diary Of Princess Azalia - Part One
FantasyAzalia a nineteen year old girl who has had a relatively normal life so far, start's to face some difficulty when she has to start saving up for college. Azalia does the unspeakable work for the most hated man in her city, Ben Razalia the owner of t...
