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Hollyleaf's POV

"Can you honestly believe this?" I semi-shouted accusingly.

I jabbed a finger at my phone, a loud clack sounding as I hit the picture. My brother Lionblaze rolled his eyes. I know he thinks I'm overreacting. But really, this is serious. And he hasn't even seen it yet.

What's gotten me so fired up is a simple post. Millie, the resident drama queen, updated her InstaSnap status only three minutes ago, but it's long enough for me to go into rage mode. It's a mirror selfie of Millie, in a form fitting knee length dress. Cerulean blue, strapless, a slit down the skirt showing Millie's fake-tanned left leg. A chunky navy blue belt adorn with sequins wound around her waist. The corset of the dress was pinched together in the middle, held by a silvery star.

The dress was freaking gorgeous on her. But the thing is, it was gorgeous on me too. At least before she ruined it. The blue dress used to be full length, and dropped down to my ankles. It had two thick velvety straps and the belt was a dark blue that looked like thin vines drawn around my waist. Not to dressy, but not to casual. I was going to buy it and wear it for the Back to School Year Dance, before I got a text from my brother Jayfeather asking me where the hell I was.

I was supposed to pick him up from a computer class, and completely forgot. I had to leave the dress and rush out to get him. And guess what, when I came back the dress was gone! I didn't know where it had gone until I saw the picture.

I was a mad that Millie had bought the dress instead of me, but what got me really fired up was all the edits she made to it. It was beautiful, before she destroyed it. I'm not one for fashion, I'll gladly leave that to people who care, like one of my BFF's Honeyfern and Dovewing. But honestly Millie pushes my buttons, and I can't help getting annoyed at everything she does.

Lionblaze interupts my thoughts. "What's wrong with the picture? Millie looks pretty hot in it."

My jaw drops, and I turn a green eyed glare on him. I realize though, his eyes are shining playfully and he's trying not to laugh.

"Not a joking matter," I mutter, giving him a light shove.

Of course, he just shrugs, grabs my phone, and shuts it off. "You can find another dress that will look fine on you. Anyway, do you know if Cinderheart is going to the dance?"

Now it's my turn to press my lips together to conceal a smirk. If you met Lionblaze, you'd get the vibe he was a tough, macho guy. And he was. Except when it came to Cinderheart. His crush, of course, and my personal best friend. Lionblaze was good enough looking to get any girl he wanted, but he went after Cinderheart. And honestly, as her bestie, I'm flattered for her. But to prove my point, even Honeyfern, who's currently head over heels for Berrynose, liked my brother in middle school.

"Yeah, she's going, loser. But you can fantasize over her later, because our free period is almost up. Next class is History with Whitestorm, and I have to write a partner report with Darkstripe."

Lionblaze's amber eyes darken as he hears Darkstripe's name. He's convinced Darkstripe is pure evil. I think Lion's overreacting, but he does have one thing right, Darkstripe is annoying as, well I won't say that word.

"How much am I willing to bet that he won't do anything and make you do all the work." Lionblaze remarks.

"Oh please, you know that's how I like it!" I laugh, gathering my book bag, and tossing my brother a wink as I head out the door of the lounge.

What can I say? It's true!