"there's a ball qown where that I want to deliver to Cynthia ma petite." M.Pierre said "No one else is free to take it right now, so I've been in quite the tizzy."
"To miss .......Cynthia?"
Does he mean the famous model? No,No,there must be hundreads of peoplenamed Cynthia...
"I'll let her know that you'll be bringing the dress. Here's the address." M.Pierre " Get yourself a cab and show the driver that. He should be able to find the place and I'll give you money to cover the fare."
" Thank you Very much" I joyfully replied
Monsieur Prierre grinned, looking at me standing there with the box in one hand and the address clutched in my other.
"Aw. You're very first job is here at Jean Pierre" M.Pierre
my first....job....
"Don't screw it up, okay? " M.Pierre added
" Yes,Sir! "
I nodded, a huge my on my face, then I dashed out of the office.
I never thought to check just where that address lead me or Why Cynthia might be in such urgent need for a ball gown...
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(a/n: sorry if this take in such a long time and only have few.)
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Fanfictionthis is not my own story its based on the game Be my Princess for gree ^w^ hope you like the story of it <3
