Princess Party | Queen In Training | Dance Moms Fanfiction |
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  • Parts 6
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  • Reads 60
  • Votes 9
  • Parts 6
  • Time 10m
Complete, First published Jan 10, 2019
3 years later on JoJo's 15th birthday, her mother gave her a packet for her to study so, when she turns 18, she could rule all over RoyalDom. While JoJo was in her room, she realizes on how a queen really suppose to act. She cares for others, She's confident, knows what she's doing, and so much more. Then, a spirit circled around her and it was calling her name, but she realizes that it was her grandmother that died since 2 in a half years ago. she told JoJo about her destiny for the next 3 years, but really before she moves on. She got to fix some of the mistakes that her grandmother did in her pass years. Will she do it?
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