Sorry for the long wait, but I wasn't sure what to write. I know exactly what's going to happen though, so don't worry. I'm sorry it's short, I'll try to make the next chapters longer. Hope you like it!

"Come on Paris!" Sabrina whined, pouting her lip, "Pleeeeeeeeeeeeease?"

Paris shook her head, allowing her red hair to fall out of place. "I can't do it," she whispered, "Ask someone else."

"C'mon Par," Brad reassured, "Do it for us?"

"No!" the girl said.

"You're the one who wants to be a lawyer," Nadine said, "Lawyers need to use words. If we're going to get someone to donate money for our cause, a lawyer would be the perfect person to do it. Please Par, we need this or our plan won't work!"

Paris sighed. "Alright," she whispered reluctantly, "I'll do it."

"Ohthankyousomuch!" Daphne squealed in one breath, engulfing her friend in a hug.

"Don't thank me yet," Paris warned, "I still have to figure out what I'm going to say and prepare a speech. Winging this is not something I want to do. Anyway, they might say no."

Daphne looked stunned before saying, "Don't worry Par, you'll do great!"

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Paris took a deep breath before walking into the large building before her. Her friends were completely oblivious to what she was doing. Paris had prepared a speech and hoped it would win them some money. She smoothed out her emerald green sweater and entered the room.

"Name?" asked the blonde secretary as Paris approached the desk.

"Paris Brant."

"Mr. Malcolm is running a little late. He'll be with you in a few minutes." The secretary said.

Paris went to sit down, but the lady stopped her. "I'm Jenny."

"Hi Jenny." Paris said politely.

"May I ask what you're up to?" She asked.

"Well," Paris answered cautiously, "My friends and I are trying to perform a show and then donate the money, but he have no money to get started with. Since I want to be a lawyer, they sent me here to ask for money. Actually, they don't know I'm here. I don't want to let them down."

Jenny smiled. "I'm sure you'll do fine. Such a good cause won't go unnoticed."

"Thanks."

The phone rang and Jenny picked it up. After saying a few 'mhm's, she looked up and said, "Mr. Malcolm will see you now. Good luck."