Flashback. Suspect three
"Oh thank heavens I'm not late!" A big smile appeared.
"I'll be in audience, ok?" A hand fell on the smiling girl's shoulder.
"Wish me luck!"
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"Oh, another poor girl came to compete with the rich, huh?" A sly voice hissed.
"Actually, I am Christina, princess of Mystasia." The short princess said with professionalism.
"Oh uh... Well, whatever." "I'm still going to beat you, 'Princess Christina'."
"It's ok! I'm only here for fun."
"Fun? FUN? This is a COMPETITION. And I need to win." She snickered. Christina just innocently smiled and walked on stage when she was called out. "Lina, our final contestant!"
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"The votes are all in!" "DRUM ROLL PLEASE!" The audience all slammed their hands onto their lap, creating a drum sound. Christina saw Princess in the background, crossing her fingers. "And the winner is....."
"Christina!" The crowd clapped roaringly. Especially Princess. The winner waved and smiled big. Lina groaned. She was in rage that she didn't win. "WHATEVER. This is just a stupid competition."
"Actually this is the most famous glam competition company." Christina stated.
"WHATEVER!" Lina whaled.
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"I'll wish for a trophy instead."
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'Princess'
FantasyOn the day of the ceremony which will bring the new queen, Christina, will about to be crowned. Relatives and guests were sitting down in the audience, and Princess, was standing beside Christina her twin. Suddenly, the lights come off, someone magi...
