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Arizona Alvarez was a spiritual girl and she was against karate. Things change when Kreese comes into the picture. She felt the need to change and fight. She wanted Miguel Diaz and she was jealous Sam...
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The boutique was alive with soft music, the hum of quiet conversation, and the occasional rustling of fabric as customers browsed the racks. Arizona had never been the type to enjoy shopping-too many choices, too much effort-but with graduation in just two days, she had no choice but to find something decent to wear.
Her mom had already made it painfully clear that jeans and a T-shirt weren't going to cut it.
"You're not walking across that stage looking like you just rolled out of bed, Arizona," her mom had said with a pointed look.
So here she was, flipping through dresses, mildly irritated and bored out of her mind, while her best friend, Dylan, sat dramatically slouched in a plush chair near the fitting rooms, scrolling on his phone.
"This is actual torture," Dylan groaned, tossing his head back. "Why did I let you drag me here?"
Arizona smirked as she pulled a light blue dress from the rack, holding it up in front of her. "Because you love me."
Dylan exhaled dramatically, locking his phone and leaning forward. "Yeah, yeah. Unfortunately."
She grinned, turning the dress in her hands. It was simple but elegant, fitted at the top with a flowy skirt that hit just above the knees. It wasn't overly fancy, but it wasn't something she'd normally wear either.
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