The Adventures into the Impossible

(( Sorry if there are any mistakes. The song was just what I was listening at the time... I am a goth that loves Gwen Stefani. Problem? ))

"Gather around children!" Rose shouted as she stood on top of a very expensive large stone toad stool. Getting their attention once more. It was four o'clock in the afternoon and the day had been filled with so much activities that all of us, even the adults, were beginning to get tired. The sky had been clear, now clouds were beginning to block the sun. Sending gusts of wind here and there. However the girl's didn't care, in fact, they thought it was funny.

I stood on top of a picnic bench that was painted blue. In front of me there was nine girls, including my sister. There was three Elsa's, one Anna, one Jasmine, one Belle, one Merida and one Tianna.

Rose Foreman and I, Alice Walker, were hosting my little sister's, Wendy, fairy tale birthday party. She was turning 10 that day and she was excited. She had dressed into a vintage nightgown, she was her favorite fairy tale character, Wendy. And to be honest she really did suit being Wendy. Her long brown hair cascaded over her shoulders, she was rather tall for her age and she was stick thin, her pale blue eyes standing out the most of all though. A beautiful sky blue that shined against her pale skin. she was my dad's double. Well, the pretty little girl version, I mean.

My little sister insisted on Rose and I's costumes. The party was hosted at my Grandma's estate. Her house was huge and in the words of Wendy 'Like a castle'. Grandma used to be a fashion designer in her day and made the dresses.

Rose was Red Riding Hood. She was nearly my height, just a bit smaller. She had long curly dark brown hair that was tied in long pig tails at the moment. Her brown eyes stood out among her tanned skin and heart shaped face. She looked really delicate, but truth be told she had beaten every boys' ass in our year. She was deadly bottled up in a delicate wrapping. Which made her suit her dress even more. Her dark red dress, she complained about the corset at first but now every time she walked past the mirror she looked in it and grinned. She loved being in the dress, even though she would never admit it. The dress was inspired by Clara Oswald's dress in the Doctor Who Christmas Episode, due to my persuasion skills. She suited it very well. However like me she was wearing a hoodie at the moment, it was starting to get a bit chilly. However to keep in line with the red riding hood idea and stuck with the red hoodie. She was smart I must admit, along with her marroon vintage heeled boots she also had a pair of red converse in her matching bag too. Very smart.

Then there was me, you'd think Wendy would pick Alice in Wonderland for me. But no. Since I gained my mother's looks and voice I was Snow White. My pale complexion didn't help me at all, if you didn't know me you'd think I never went into the sun. I've been to Egypt three times and Greece four times, all of those times I tried desperately to get some colour in my skin. The only colour I have is my natural red lips. However today I put lipstick onto to make them darker. My natural long black silky hair was wavy and was braided and pinned in a elaborate way to replicate a crown as I have a red ribbon in my hair. My blue eyes were the highlight of my face, as well as my high cheekbones, my eyes were sky blue and vibrant. They were very noticeable among my pale and dark features. I was quite tall and a bit 'curvier' that Rose (I called it being fat but apparently not) so my Gran had a little trouble with the height part. But in the end it looked magnificent, the dress not me. The elbow length sleeves were the comfiest thing about the dress. The top of the dress was white, until it got to the corset, then there was the red ribbon around the waist and after that there was a blue skirt but that I kept having to pull up a bit when climbing and running. There was a bit of a black lace overlay on the bottom too however you could clearly see the blue but it gave it more of a classy pretty feeling. I decided to were black shiny black shoes that went well with the dress and a black hoodie. The corset part didn't annoy me, it was the underskirt. It was annoying and a little itchy, however I bared with it, for Wendy.