The Shadows of Royalty

Lingerie?

The cast for Trisha is going to be Rihanna!! If you have any other suggestions hit them up in the comments and let me know who you think should any of the characters be.

"Raee!!!!" Ashley cooed. I was locked with her in the Show Boutique. The Show Boutique is a gigantic room or suit to be exact, that has a showcase of new clothes, underwear, accessories, dresses, shoes, and you name it. We went to the Show Boutique every time new arrivals came.

" Whattt?!" I yelled in response sneaking off to the jeans/pants section.

I hate wearing dresses. Screw the prince and his rules, from now on you'll find me in my jeans, sweats, and joggers.

"Look what I found Rachel!!! It will be great for tomorrow's activity!" She hollered as I swiftly grabbed 2 dark jeggings, 2 light skinny jeans, 2 black jeggings, and a red and floral print skinny jeans too. I approached the sport cloth section, and added a Nike tank top and sweats, and an Adidas sweater and sport pants set. I hear someone's heels click, towards the section I was in.

" Rae!!! You better come out now, before I find you!!!!" Ashley yelled. I quickly vanished and hid in one of the fitting rooms. OH let the lord help me. Ashley was this Brazilian chic, and you didn't want her to get angry. Imagine her; trying to find me with some platform heels is one hand, getting ready to knock me out unconscious.

Someone suddenly bursts in my fitting room with tons of cloth in one hand. This was Trisha... She was indeed beautiful. Her caramel skin seemed to glow in perfection having not a single flaw on it, as her eyes, which were this dark honey brown color with flecks of hazel, seemed to twinkle in mischief.

"Rachel Avery, why the hell didn't you lock this door? Gurrlll, you goanna get knocked up by this bitch" I pulled her in and clamped her mouth shut with my hand.

"Shhhh," I quietly hushed her placing my pointer to my lips. Her eyes narrow as she tosses her beautiful Ombrè curls.

She suddenly starts taking her dress off, and I turn away mortified. " What the hell are you doing?!" I yell whisper at her.

"Well, isn't this a fitting room?"

I groan in frustration, still turned around.

"Girl, don't snap at me! I dont have to help you out, ya know? You be giving me that attitude!" I heard her snap at me. Ironic, isn't it?

I crossed my arms. "Hon, I'm pretty sure I was in this fitting room first!"

"Oh really, than why was it unlocked?"

" Well I was just going to lock it when you decided to bust in!" I retorted.

She rolls her eyes. "Can I turn around now?" I ask.

" Yep." She says as I turn around to be greeted by her curvy body, standing in her undergarment.

"Didn't you say you were dressed up?" I ask as I cover my eyes.

"Stop being such a pussy and you call yourself a doctor?" She said, in a "matter of fact" tone.

She continues, "Any-who, we're both girls, so this shouldn't be a problem?"

I turned around, and faced her as she tried on her sweats. " Well, it's called privacy. If i was in a fitting room, I would like privacy. How the hell should I know, that you don't feel uncomfortable standing there, in your panties?"

She rolled her eyes as she scanned herself in the mirror, posing. "Well, I would have left the only available fitting room, that by the way you were only hiding in, and smuggle everything I carried to my room."