Royale High: The Sequel 👑 (COMPLETED)

Chapter 41: Photoshoots

Lulu's POV
"Rose," I asked, "Can you take photos of me please? It's for Instagram."
She sighed, "Only if you save me one of YOUR cupcakes."
"Deal!" I said.
"Pass me your phone."

Rose snapped multiple photos, whilst I tried different poses. Peace sign. Smiling. Serious face. Tongue out. Lots of different poses, believe me when I say that. We even tried a photoshoot on the balcony where it was snowing.
"Lou, put your hand on your hip and smile," Rose demanded, pointing at me, "There you go! All done!"

"Let's take some squad photos," Gumball said when we came back into the living room, "All in our Christmas Onesies."
"Happily!" I exclaimed.
"Ugh," Sky groaned, "Fiiiine."

We set up my phone against the microwave, and then set a timer.
"Quick, get into position!" Gumball squealed.
We all got into our signature poses, and then the photo was taken.
"That quality is so good!" exclaimed Star, "Send me that right now!"

I sent the photo to our group chat which, of course, everyone loved. We decided to all post it on social media and all caption it "fuzzy season". Love that.

"Hey, let's check on the cupcakes," Star suggested, "Don't want them overcooked."
"It's only been ten minutes." I said, checking my phone's time, "See."
Star looked over my shoulder and sighed, "Geez. You're so moody."
She accidentally knocked my shoulder, and then I face-planted the OPEN bag of flour. My face was caked.
"Star!" I cried, "My face!"
Hysterically, she began giggling, clutching her sides. Wow. So rude. Two can play that game. Slowly, I dug my hand into the flour, and then dashed it on Star's face.

Her jaw dropped to the floor.
"OH MY GOSH!" she screamed, appalled.
Sky applauded me, "Taste of your own medicine, Star."
"OH, THAT'S IT! GAME ON!" Star screamed, chucking flour all over everyone.

The evening went from baking cupcakes to chucking flour over each other. It ended with us laying in one big heap, our faces covered in flour. I whipped out my phone and snapped a couple of photos of us baked in flour.

After 5 minutes of chilling, Sky suggest we put the tree up, "We should set up the tree. It's 4pm. And then we can decorate the cupcakes."
"Speaking of decorating," I buzzed in, "We don't have any ornaments. What do we do?"
Rose frowned, "They didn't have any on the school website, did they? I can't remember!"

"Alright, calm down, people," Gumball said, reassuringly, "We've all got assigned jobs."
"Lulu and Sky, you two set up the tree. Rose and Star, check the Royale High Website for ornaments, tree lights and Christmas decorations. I'll clean up everything." She continued, "CHOP CHOP!"

Me and Sky struggled TREMENDOUSLY. There were so many bits and pieces. We genuinely struggled.
"Anyone finished doing what they're doing?" I called, desperately.
"Nearly," Gumball said, "Just sweeping up this lil patch on the flour. I'll be with you guys in a second."

She joined us about TEN minutes later. Sure took her some time.
"Guys," Rose called.
We all turned to her, almost in unison.
"What colour theme are we going for?" she asked.
We didn't really think that far. Colour theme, huh? I would personally go for white, but the others aren't that minimalistic.
"Gold?" Gumball suggested, "Keep in mind that we do have a green tree."
"Nah," Sky shrugged, "I'm routing for blue. It's mature."
"That's not fair, Sky!" Star joined in, "It's your favourite colour. Not all of is fantasize over the colour blue."
Sky sighed, "It's a colour, Star. What's there to fantasize about?"
"Ask yourself."

I couldn't handle it anymore. Chirp chirp chirp. Yadder yadder yadder. Bla bla bla.
"SHUT UP!" I screamed.
The room feel silent. Everyone stared at me, awkwardly. I walked over to Rose, maintaining everyone's eyesight, and snatched the laptop over her hands.

After a solid five minutes of awkward silence, Star plucked up the courage to talk to me, "What colour did you choose?"
"I didn't choose a colour," I said, "I chose multiple."
Shaina stared at me blankly. In fact, everyone stared at me blankly.
"We're going for every single colour. multicoloured. Why live a boring life?" I continued.
Rose interrupted me, "It's not a boring life, it's a minimalistic life."

Ugh. Minimalistic. Yeah, right.
"If you were that keen on minimalism I'm sure you would prefer a clean white," I muttered, "I've ordered the damn decorations, now you guys better get on your feet and help Sky, and myself, build this tree. Thanks."

30 minutes later
Finally, we built the tree. It was all set up. Let's dismiss the fact that it was taller than all of us so we had to take turns to give each other piggy backs.