Well - here is the fourth chappie! Thanks a LOT, scarletdeathange, for reviewing my stories! (You seem to be the only one...) If you like my stories, please check out my others - "Surprise Surprise" and "Stories and Dreams" and REVIEW, REVIEW and REVIEW!
For the disclaimer - read chappie no. 1!
Here we go!
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28th June 2005
Royal Throne Room
Royal Atlantian Palace
Dear Diary-I DID IT! I GOT THE PART OF MULAN!
One minute, I was sitting there, listening to Hilary on the computer – when the phone rings. My dad likes to get the phone first (nerd….oh well, I do love him!) so I had no chance to see who it was. And so, he picks it up – "Hello? Yes… what? Oh, OK," and he hands it to me. "For you," and he goes back to reading that dumb novel he was reading before he picked up the phone. So the convo goes like this –
"Hello? Crystal speaking…"
"Hello? We're calling from the Modern School of Knowledge….you were auditioning for the part of Mulan?"
Now my hands were into sweat mode. "Yes…."
"Well, you have got the part."
I slowly put down the receiver, gathered all my breath, and let out an earsplitting yell. Dad calmly put down his book (he is never calm…what happened!) and said, "Shout again, honey – there must be people fifty miles away who didn't hear you…"
Just then, Maatem ran into the room, spear at the ready. "What happened, kimana? Are you alright?" she asked in a single breath. " Milo ! Didn't you see what happened?"
"Maatem, I got the part! I did it! I'm gonna be the teen queen now!" I pranced around like a five-year-old.
"Well, you're not thirteen exactly…" My dad started, but Maatem shut him up faster than you can say Kidagakash (well – actually that is possible) with a barrelful of questions.
"Oh…kimana…I'm so SO proud of you! How do you feel? Let me give you an ice cream and a split banana- "
"Banana split, muffin," Dad quietly corrected Maatem.
"…and there will be lots of that chocolate sauce that you like, but I will not insect.."
"…Bug." Dad the English master.
"..Yes..yes..bug you into it. What do you say?" Maatem smiled at me.
"Um…I'm gonna have to sing as well, so no ice cream for me" – everyone knows my mom does ANYTHING to get her hands on ice cream – " but you go ahead, OK, Maatem?" I was SO overwhelmed by these questions that even Dad says I will burn the paper off this book, the way I am writing!
Well, tomorrow I have to go for play practice to school, but on school days I will have to stay back in school for two hours' worth of practice…it's gonna be SOOO COOL!
Crystal Thatch
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Well - there it is! Mystery solved (I bet most of you were expecting this...it was kind of predictable!)! But don't think the story stops here... what happens in play practise? Does Crystal become popular? Is the play a success...or a failure? Find out more! Stay tuned!
xoxoxoxoxo luv neoprincessrini!
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