chapter 10 pt 1: Miss Ambrose winter pagent

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*NARRATOR'S POV*

As the fourth week of winter set in Ambrose, the normally quiet town became unusually more active in response to the anual winter pageant. Miss Ambrose's winter pageant, to be exact. Women and girls alike busied themselves with the preparations and activities that were to compose and accompany the grand event.

*Bo's pov*

"Ugh, welp. Looks like it's that time of the year again." I roll my eyes as I spot fliers announcing Miss Ambrose's winter pageant plastered on telephone posts, fences, and buildings as my brothers, Gracie and I make our usual route for school. They have a Beauty pageant four times a year and the whole town makes such a big deal out of it for no reason. It makes all the women and girls go crazy.

"It's the most wonderful time of the year!" Gracie starts to sing, making us laugh.

"I meant the beauty pageant." I chuckle at the kid.

"Oh. You mean the dress up party?" She asks.

"Yeah." I nod.

"Why don't you like it? Don't you like to look at pretty girls with make-up?"

"Actually, Grace, Bo doesn't like to look at pretty girls,  he likes to look at one pretty girl." Lester grins evily at me. I roll my eyes again.

"Shut up, Lester."

"Bo and Cassie sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" Lester starts chanting, and dancing around. I let go of Gracie's hand and start trying to grab Lester.

"No! My bo!" I faintly hear Gracie say.

I was too busy trying to get Lester to shut up and we had ran a bit away from where we had been. I turn around and notice Vincent running after Gracie who was chasing Lester and me. 

*Gracie's pov*

Lester keeps saying that Bo and Cassie like to kiss and I don't like it. Bo is mine. I'm gonna marry him when we grow up. Cassie can't kiss him! Lester is being a doodiehead. Im mad at him now. I let go of Vincent's hand and run to catch Lester.  They run across the street and I go after them. Lester is gonna get it. Bo is my bo. Not Cassie's Bo. Mine. Mine mine!

"GRACIE!! NOOOO!!" Bo yells.



I see a car.

To be continued...



*Authors note*
Hey yall! Before you get mad, I will update tomorrow hopefully, and I know this is way extremely short. But Ive been low on time lately and this is all I have time to publish today. I already know what I'm gonna do with the chapter I just have to write it down before I make the final publishing edit. Love y'all!



















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