I DON'T OWN WICKED AND..BLAH BLAH BLAH!!!!
"THERE IS NO WAY I AM WEARING THAT THING!" Galinda shouted to her mother.
"Yes you are!"
"But it's bla-ack…" Galinda whined.
"Look, I know you don't like to wear black, but this is your Grandmother's funeral and what you want to wear is simply not appropriate." Stated Galinda's mother.
Galinda really couldn't see what was so inappropriate about it. It was knee length, not low cut, pink.
"But black makes me look ill." Galinda pleaded.
"It doesn't and you know it doesn't you look great in everything and you know it." Galinda's little sister said.
Galinda's little sister, Lilliana, was tall for her age, plain and too thin. In her opinion she was the ugliest person to walk the earth.
"No I cant! I cant wear… umm… BLACK!" She said, remembering the argument.
Galinda sat, next to Lilliana and across from her Mother. The carriage ride was long and bumpy. About half an hour into the drive Galinda started to feel nauseous.
"umm…" Said a very pale and slightly green Galinda. "I feel kinda…"
Before she could finish her sentence, she turned to the side and emptied the entire contents of her stomach onto her younger sister.
Tell me what you think!!!!
Galinda is a teen in this one.
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Sorry it aint very long, I will try to make it longer next time.