I can't believe how many balls Gran has roped me into! Tonight there's the stupid Flower Pot ball! Guess who picked my dress?
Not, me. Gran got oue seamstress to make me this horrific pink frilly...thing. I HATE pink! I do not wish to wear a dress that makes me look like a dying rose! I want to wear a dress that I chose!
Of course I'm pretty luck I got to pick my back to school dance dress. Speaking of which Victor told me he hasn't invited anyone to the dance, he told me he was too busy. PLeeaase, her doesn't work on friday nights, and he could have gotten any girl he wanted as a date. Vic has been acting really wierd lately...
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