Lily Bowhill: Paris disaster! PT.2

The news

As Lily's rash died away her dad burst in the room in is y-front pants with 1-direction on it.
"Finally," Lily's mum sighed,"Your awake!"
"Actually I was awake and guess what Lily I got some news!" Replied her dad.
Lily groaned. News was never good from dad. Last time it was because he thought he had a pig tail, turns out that it was just a piece of bacon left on the sofa!
"What now?" Asked Lily still moody from being sent to her room and skipping breakfast.
Her dad hopped from one foot to another excitingly "Madam Frenchelle wants you to go on the Paris trip!"
Lily looked up from her book. At least something NORMAL happened today she thought.
"Mum can I get some French clothes?" She asked pleadingly. Lily had begged nearly 24/7 for a new wardrobe. Her mum sighed deeply.
"Well ok if your sensible though."
She shouted with joy.
"Let's go now! Lily said happily.
"Well you should because it's happening the day after tomorrow" her dad interrupted. Lily's mum spat out her tea in shock.
"Tomorrow!?" She spluttered.
"Yes." her dad replied.
Lily ran out towards the car.As soon as they arrived she headed to New Look. She grabbed a velvety black beret and found a few summery dresses with floral patterns stitched on.
"Lily I'm quite sure that's not french." Her mum raising her eye brow. Lily shrugged and protested. Once her mums credit card was dead they eventually headed home.
The next day Lily checked for any pranks from Andrew. Phew, the coast was clear. She lifted her beret to her head and put it on at a cute angle.
"EW!" She cringed as yellow sloppy custard dripped down her face.
"Mum!"
"What?" Her mum replied from downstairs.
Lily ran down the stairs and screamed at the top of her lungs,
"ANDREW PUT CUSTARD IN MY BERET!"
"Just wash it!" Lily grimaced and chucked it into the wash.
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Lily settled into her covers. Finally, another crazy day gone. And the next day it was Paris time...