THE ROYAL BALL

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"SO I PUT MY HANDS UP, THEY PLAYING MY SONG, THE BUTTERFLIES FLY AWAY!"

"Good Lord! Shut up Lotte!" She has been playing this freaking song on repeat for hours. And the worst part is...she can't sing for her life.

She whipped her head back and forth. "NODDING MY HEAD LIKE YEAH" then she turned around and bent over her knees, pushing her butt out. "MOVING MY HIPS LIKE YEAH."

"SO I PUT MY HANDS UP THEY PLAYING MY SONG, I KNOW ITS GONNA BE OKAY!" She got on top of the bed started jumping up and down swinging her hips and pumping her arms. "YEAAAAH YEAAAAH YEAAAAAH! ITS A PARTY IN THE USA!"

"Its 'bout to be a fight in this room if you don't turn that music down!"

She walked over to her iPod and changed the song."

"...thank you-" I was cut off by more noise.

" TURN DOWN FOR WHAAAT." Now she was full on twerking. I couldn't help but fall over laughing.

"Oh God! HAHAHAHA LOTTE STOP! Oh my Lord! You know you cant twerk!"

"What? I can too!" She said defensively

"Now you cant. Your too....you."I said wiping a tear from my eye.

"Then show me how Ms. Straight-from-da-hood."

I put my hand in the air. "No I don't twerk, but even if i did, I have more cakes than you!" I said busting out laughing again.

"Oh so your saying my booty is flat huh?" Lotte looked back at herself in the mirror. " You are so lying! I have the perfect butt!"

I laughed again so hard I fell off the bed.

Lotte hit my leg with a pillow. "Everyone cant have a big whopper like you Tia. Unfortunately your not the type to show what you got."

"Nope, you right about that!" I said. I put my hands to my ears. "Lotte that song is still on, its annoying the crap out of me."

"Okay fine, I know your gonna like this one." She changed the song one more time.

"SHE GOT A BODY LIKE A HOUR GLASS
BUTT I CAN GIVE IT TO YOU ALL THE TIME!"

OH MY GOD! THIS IS MY SONG!

"SHE GOT A BOOTY LIKE A CADILLAC
BUT I CAN SEND YOU INTO OVER DRIVE!" If theres one thing I do like to do, (besides cooking) its singing.

We got up together and sung together. "YOU'VE-BEEN WAIT-ING-FOR THAT
OOOOOH
STEP-ON UP-SWING-YOUR BAT
OOOOOH"

I took the hair brush off the dresser. "SEE ANYBODY CAN BE BAD TO YOU,
YOU NEED A GOOD GIRL TO BLOW YOUR MIIIIIND!"

"BANG BANG INTO THE ROOOOOM!
I KNOW YOU WANT IT
BANG BANG ALL OVER YOUUUUU!
I'LL LET YOU HA-"

We heard knocking on the door. "Charlotte, Honey." It was Mr. LaBuff.

"Coming daddy." She turned off the music and walked over to the door.

"Naveen is here darling! He just arrived from the airport. Im going to go welcome in the house. The paparazzi are here so I want you to come with me."

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