I made a mental checklist of what I needed to do before the ball.
1. Get a dress
2. Practice manners
3. Figure out how to use this to my advantage
4. Find out how to meet chef Caponie
5. Tell my family
6. Tell Marguerite (my best and only friend)
7. Look into gifts for the prince... This could end up costing me a lot more than it's worth...
Numbers five and six could be completed tomorrow, and Marguerite help me with number 2. Number 3 was easy: meet chef capronie, prove to everyone that I'm not a murderer, and maybe find a wealthy sponsor, so I could start my dream baked goods shop. The problem with number 3 comes down to how easy will it be to complete these things. My answer: not easy at all, that is why number 4 is separated from number 3. Numbers 1 and 7 are currently my biggest concerns because of the Hefty price tag that comes with them. I guess I'll have to speak with Marguerite about that too...
"Well", I stated, "best to sleep on those thoughts for now.", in the morning Marguerite can help me with most of it.
"Marguerite!", I yelled busting the door of Madame Rouge's dress shop. "Marguerite, where are you?", I called.
"Calm down, young lady! What's got you so excited?" Fussed the lady at the counter without looking up from her embroidery work.
"I'm looking for Marguerite. She's a costumer, I mean an employee, I mean....she works here." I said feeling flustered.
"Just calm down! She's in the back room.", Replied the woman not bothering to look up even once.
"Marguerite, you won't guess what happened!", I squealed as I speed into the back room.
I stopped short imediatly.
"Who are you? And what are you doing here?", Questioned a girl in a red satin dress. The dress was embroidered with "Madam Rouge's". She was clearly another employee.
"I asked you a question,you blue eyed freak!" She growled.
"I...I was just looking for my friend."
"I'm surprised you even have any friends. Are they serial killers too?", She taunted. "Get out and don't think about coming back in this shop again!" She yelled.
I scampered out of there as fast as possible. I really was not expecting that to happen. I mean it's happened before a couple times, but I just didn't think it would happen at the place my friend works at. After that unsettling encounter I kept my head down and avoided making eye contact with anyone. I sped down the street to my parents house. It was a nice house with a good location. The view from the upper windows were my favorite. You could see the market place and everyone coming and going. The best part was no one could see you if they weren't looking up and most people we're too busy to bother doing that. I came to the door and knocked confidently.
