Angel : None of the stuff belongs to PrincessSeddie ^^
Theodore: Oooo She stole it?...
Angel: No this is …
*Theodore chucks a paper ball at angel* NET THAT…
Angel: THAT DIDN'T EVEN MAKE ANY SENSE- WHAT EVER.
*Angel looks at the readers* Please Enjoy…
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It was December 24th, Christmas eve.
Carly was in her room getting ready for the Christmas dance.
"If I was a brush where would I be?..." Carly thought too herself.
She ran too her dressing table draws.
"FOUND IT!" she shouted down too Sam.
"About time!" Sam yelled up from the first floor.
Sam walked up the stairs.
She had a hoodie and pants on.
"You're wearing that too the dance?..." Carly said with a surprised tone to Sam.
"Listen, I promised you I would go. I NEVER promised too putting on a stupid dress and being all… Girly," Sam said with a stern tone.
"Come on Sam…" Carly started.
She pulled Sam by the arms and put her in front of the mirror.
"The Christmas Disney Princess Dance is the one time of the year where every girl can be a princess," Carly finished off her sentence.
She took a silver tiara off her dressing table and placed it on Sam's head.
"Don't you want to feel like a princess… Just once in your life?... Like a fairy tale?" Carly asked.
Sam looked at herself in the mirror.
The tiara sparkled like a thousand diamonds.
She almost felt…pretty.
Sam snapped out of it.
"Listen … I gave up and happily ever after a long time ago… I hate to say it Carls but..."
Sam shrugged before continuing.
"Fairy tales just don't come true in real life… Believing in them just shatters hope…"
She took the tiara off her head and placed it on the box.
"Please! For me?..."Carly look at Sam with pleading eyes.
Sam sighed.
"FINE…but they better have ham there," Sam said as she gave up to struggle with Carly.
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Angel: Just what secret does Sam hold, that makes her hate the fairy tale so much? And will she get her happily ever after!
Theodore in a dramatic advert voice: And does anyone actually care! : O
Angel: ... *sigh* Find out next time. Review?