Chapter Three: The Dress

Glissandra put some blankets, clothing and a few cans of coke- fairy –cola in her bag. She also placed her cute bear, Protector, in her bag.

Protector was a small pocket sized bear who Glissandra loved. Glissandra had made the dark brown bear little outfits. He had fake wings and it was almost like a unicorn stuffed animal to humans because they can't prove they exist. Protector had a cream tummy and snout. His eyes were big and brown making him inerasable. Glissandra had always felt that Protector had been protecting her; for some crazy reason.

Glissandra put her bag around her shoulders and then went into the shop area. Hem was too busy collecting money from the rush to notice. Fairies were grabbing things in ordered chaos and were very hectic to get the designs Hem had made. Really, Glissandra wished that she could call this shop hers because over the past few weeks Hem just had to make a dress and have Sandra improve it. This annoyed Sandra so much; she wanted to scream.

Sandra escaped the udder madness to realize the nice calming breeze. Fairies were still rushing inside or out and trying to find an extra hundred star coins. Glissandra looked up at the sky admiring this huge work of art. The puffy clouds were close to covering up the stars, but they didn't.

Before Sandra could start flying toward the smaller star, Raisa came up to Sandra. Raisa was very pretty with long red hair and had the most beautiful dress in her hand. Her hair was in a ponytail coordinating with her outfit and Raisa looked dazzling except for the missing smile; Sandra wished she could paint smiles onto people's faces. Raisa looked angry with how much business that Hem had and Raisa had just received the news that Hem was doing better than her in business.

Raisa was the type who always wanted to be better and was competitive. She wanted to look better, have more customers and she wished she could be queen. Queen Nyla was almost her enemy; Queen Nyla had all the frustrating talents. Raisa looked at Sandra if she was dirt; ugly, and she wanted more.

"Glissandra, do you like this dress?" Raisa asked.

"What are you doing here?"

"I asked you a question. Answer."

"Yes but"

"Here you go" Raisa started handing it to her and Sandra almost touched it until she started talking again.

"Can I have it or not?"

"If you tell me one thing I'll give you the dress for free. How is Hem making her dresses?"

"Easy. She makes them and then…"

"Tell me already!"

"I smack them with light and they appear more beautiful."

Raisa handed her the dress. Sandra waved her hands around the dress and then hers. Her dress appeared in her hands as her new pretty floral dress made Sandra's eyes sparkle.

Raisa then told her, "If you make me 20 dresses like that or do it to mine, I'll give you one dress of any choice in my shop and 10000 star coins."

"Really?"

"Really."

Sandra delayed her mission as she walked over to Raisa's shop. It was much bigger and more organized then Hem's. Sandra wished she could work here.

Raisa let Sandra explore as she disappeared. Sandra looked around the floral room wishing she has some star coins.

Sandra walked toward the exit and she walked through the sensor and it started screaming. The noises were very loud.

Fairy guards came toward her and took her by the hands. The put locks around her hands and showed her to Raisa.

Raisa knew she was a slave, and accused her of theft. Hem was called and very angry with Sandra, she wouldn't attempt to pay to get her out of jail. Sandra was flown to jail, and Sandra's heart wanted revenge on everyone. Luckily, she still had her bag.

Sandra was put in a cell by herself and Protector her bear. Sandra wished she could get out. Sandra banged on the bars and danced around bored. Sandra played with light; she wished she could be with nice fairies now.

Sandra then exclaimed to her bear, "I wish I could get out of here!"

All of a sudden, protector began to glow in the air. Light came through were his heart was and pointed toward the bars. Quickly the bars began to melt and Sandra fluttered out of the cell. Sandra knew that her bear was special.

Sandra sat down outside of jail after she crept out beside the sleeping guard. Sandra bowed her head and began to pray because Sandra knew Protector was a gift from God.

Sandra knew that she needed to get going; start her journey to the new world.