'"HATE BEING A GIRL!" Shouted Mel at the top of her voice, as she stared
down at two men struggling in to the house with boxes of new dresses.
Melanie Turner had frizzy black hair and grey eyes. She hated being a girl and her dream was to sail on a ship with a crew of pirates, and being a girl made this almost impossible.
" No, Melanie, you do want to be a girl, it is wonderful, the dresses are lovely and hair styles, the shoes and many more exciting things there are at the advantage of being a girl!" Came the reply of a thirty five-year-old woman, who had strawberry blonde hair. "Oh yeah, sure, the only women who can work are wenches, and they get little for that. We can't sail ships or do much that we want to do!" she complained. "Oh, Melanie, maybe some of that is true, but all of it does not concern you!" "Oh mother, dear, I'm sorry." She responded, wittily" "I do wish you could be much more like the younger girl who was more enjoyable to be in the company of!" She added, loosing the 'niceness' tone in her voice. "Tut."
"Besides, what if I want to sail on a ship? Or even captain one? OW!" Screamed Mel "Sorry, Miss, I need to dress your hair for the wedding ceremony to day." " Being a pirate on a ship should not come into the equation, you are a young woman, not a pirate, and the daughter of a governor, and you should be acting like one!"
'Dresser' puts on corset on Mel and pulls it tight
"Uk, gasps for breath ma, do we gasp really gasp need to wear gasp these gasp things?" "They are corsets, Melanie, and yes, if you wish to look beautiful, which you already are anyway, however they make you look more beautiful!" "I don't wanna look beautiful, I want to sail a ship!" She pulled away from person dressing her and scruffs up her hair so it was very static . Elizabeth sighed. Then she saw a maid waiting for her attention at the door.
"Pardon me, ma'am, but your carriage awaits." "Thank you, Rosie. Could you kindly ask the driver if he would wait for a few minutes while Samantha sorts Melanie out?" "Yes, ma'am."
Rosie walked silently and gracefully out of the room.
"Melanie, this is a very special day for Commodore Norrington, please be good and wear the dress, please do this...for me." "Tuuucchh, Norrington, Shmorrington!" "Melanie, don't talk about the man I was going to marry like that! Goodness? Is that the time? Come along Melanie, we'll be late!" "I hate weddings, the only good thing is that I get to have some booze!" She muttered under her breath before making her way slowly to the door. "MELANIE!" Shouted Elizabeth, so she'd hurry up. "Yes mother, dear, on my way!" Mel called before running out of room, catching up with her mother, and getting into the carriage.
Melanie Turner had frizzy black hair and grey eyes. She hated being a girl and her dream was to sail on a ship with a crew of pirates, and being a girl made this almost impossible.
" No, Melanie, you do want to be a girl, it is wonderful, the dresses are lovely and hair styles, the shoes and many more exciting things there are at the advantage of being a girl!" Came the reply of a thirty five-year-old woman, who had strawberry blonde hair. "Oh yeah, sure, the only women who can work are wenches, and they get little for that. We can't sail ships or do much that we want to do!" she complained. "Oh, Melanie, maybe some of that is true, but all of it does not concern you!" "Oh mother, dear, I'm sorry." She responded, wittily" "I do wish you could be much more like the younger girl who was more enjoyable to be in the company of!" She added, loosing the 'niceness' tone in her voice. "Tut."
"Besides, what if I want to sail on a ship? Or even captain one? OW!" Screamed Mel "Sorry, Miss, I need to dress your hair for the wedding ceremony to day." " Being a pirate on a ship should not come into the equation, you are a young woman, not a pirate, and the daughter of a governor, and you should be acting like one!"
'Dresser' puts on corset on Mel and pulls it tight
"Uk, gasps for breath ma, do we gasp really gasp need to wear gasp these gasp things?" "They are corsets, Melanie, and yes, if you wish to look beautiful, which you already are anyway, however they make you look more beautiful!" "I don't wanna look beautiful, I want to sail a ship!" She pulled away from person dressing her and scruffs up her hair so it was very static . Elizabeth sighed. Then she saw a maid waiting for her attention at the door.
"Pardon me, ma'am, but your carriage awaits." "Thank you, Rosie. Could you kindly ask the driver if he would wait for a few minutes while Samantha sorts Melanie out?" "Yes, ma'am."
Rosie walked silently and gracefully out of the room.
"Melanie, this is a very special day for Commodore Norrington, please be good and wear the dress, please do this...for me." "Tuuucchh, Norrington, Shmorrington!" "Melanie, don't talk about the man I was going to marry like that! Goodness? Is that the time? Come along Melanie, we'll be late!" "I hate weddings, the only good thing is that I get to have some booze!" She muttered under her breath before making her way slowly to the door. "MELANIE!" Shouted Elizabeth, so she'd hurry up. "Yes mother, dear, on my way!" Mel called before running out of room, catching up with her mother, and getting into the carriage.