It was another day in Barbie land, stereotypical Barbie had woken and waved to the other Barbies.
"Hi Barbie", "Hey Barbie!", the other Barbies all greeted each other while I was left alone in my own dream house, getting ready to go to the beach.
I picked out my beach outfit, it flattered all my curves. (Pick below)
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As I headed to the beach I spotted Ken, who was already there. I didn't see why Barbie didn't like him back. His blonde hair, his tan skin, those beautiful blue eyes, he's perfect, to me at least.
I finally arrived at the beach and greeted all the Ken's, Barbies, and my bestie Alan. Alan is really funny when he wants to be but he's secretly a bad ass.
Stereotypical Barbie arrived just after me, she greeted all the Barbies first then the Ken's.
Ken then shouted at stereotypical Barbie, 'Hey Barbie, watch this!', he ran to the waves and bounced back as he hit them. We all ran over to him to help him up.
Ken and another Ken were bickering, but soon enough the ambulance came and we had to separate the Ken's.
"Barbie, stay with me", Ken said, oh how I wish he were talking to me, but my name isn't Barbie, it's Y/n. I was one of the newer Barbies with actual names. People found me strange but I accepted myself for who I was. Plus I liked my career, I was a fashion designer.
"Ok Ken", Barbie said with a sympathetic look on her face, which I wasn't too sure if it was genuine. The ambulance rolled away and I was left with all the others. Alan patted me on the back, he was the only one who knew I liked Ken.
"It's ok Y/n, I'm sure he'll recognize you soon enough.", Alan said. "Thanks Alan, I really hope he does...", I answered back.
I took off my heels and something weird happened, "Ow, what the heck?", I questioned why my feet were hurting then I looked down and screamed.
"OH MY GOSH MY FEET ARE FLAT", everyone heard me and immediately looked at my feet. They all freaked out and started puking, though nothing came out.
Lawyer Barbie and doctor Barbie both came up to me after they were done puking. They looked down and my feet and back up at me. Doctor Barbie then told me, "You need to go see...weird Barbie", my eyes widened and I gasped.
"Weird Barbie? But she's so...weird!" I exclaimed. "She'll be the only one who can help you.", Lawer Barbie explained.
I nodded my head and grabbed my shoes, hopped into my car then made my way to weird Barbies house.
