Chapter 11
Trouble
Last Time: Man I can't believe I have to watch her. Bloom thought to herself.
Summary: Valtor finds away to steel the necklace. Bloom contacts the specialist without her family knowing.
It has been a few days since Bloom had last talked with the boys. She did not worry at all why they haven't contacted her. For a while she forgot about the mission and focused on being with her family.
"Bloom you know if you want a cute boy you need to dress nice so they'll notice you. Like me" Katy said. She was wearing a blue halter dress with a white shirt and black leggings underneath. She had on blue sneakers and pulled her hair back in a ponytail.
"I'm not interested in anyone." Bloom said.
"Duh not until you curl your hair." Taylor said handing Bloom a curling iron.
"What's wrong with my hair?" Bloom asked.
"Nothing boys like it when a girl changes her look." Taylor said smiling.
"Translate" Bloom said.
"For instant boys have always seen you with streight hair if you curl it boys will notice you more." Taylor replied with a smile.
"Oh" Bloom replied stupidly.
"Katy help Bloom curl her hair." Taylor called out pushing Bloom towards the bathroom.
"Coming" Katy said with a can of hairspray in her hands.
"I'll be back with your outfit." Taylor said leaving the two girls alone. Bloom took out the ponytail in her hair and let it fall down her back. Katy plugged in the iron and waited for it warm up. When the iron was hot enough she slowly started curling Bloom's hair. After a half hour of hot metal touching Bloom's head and waiting she was finally done. She looked at herself in the mirror and started fiddling around with the curls.
"Stop you'll ruin it." Taylor said coming with clothes.
"Here put these on" She said giving them to Bloom and dragging Katy out of the bathroom. Bloom looked at the pink long sleeve shirt and blue jeans with a pair of pink high heal boots. After getting dressed she pulled her hair pack in the high ponytail and let the curls blend in to one huge curl.
"There how do I look?" Bloom asked walking out of the bathroom.
"Wow" Justin said walking by the bathroom. He was carrying a load of laundry and walked into a door.
"Justin are you ok?" Bloom asked helping him up.
"Yep just fine." He answered trying to get up. Bloom let out her hand and helped him back on his feet.
"So why are you changing your look?" He asked.
"Taylor believes it will help me with boys." Bloom answered shrugging her shoulders.
"How?" He asked.
"She think I'll get boys attention this way." She said.
"Do you want that?" Justin asked.
"Well no" replied.
"Then change into something you like. Just the hair style itself whoo me not the jeans and high heal boots which I don't think I've seen you wear at all during winter." Justin said. Bloom smiled and hugged him.
"Thanks" She whispered then ran off to her bedroom. A few minutes she came out with a pair of clogs.
"Much better" Justin said. Taylor turned around and frown.
"Bloom where are those boots." She demanding.
"What I'm just being myself now are we going or not." Bloom replied walking by her.
"Cheer up Taylor at least she didn't take out the curl." Katy said.
"Whatever Taylor said walking down the porch steps. She looked over and saw a small brown dog looking at her.
"Awww how cute." She cooed. Bloom sense some dark power from it.
"No don't" She warned her cousin. Taylor ignored her and picked up the dog and started patting it. The dog snatched the necklace and jumped out of her arms.
"HEY COME BACK" She yelled. Bloom ran after him.
"Bloom come back." Katy called after her. Bloom ignored her and continued running after the dog. She continued running until she got to an old abandon ski slope. Bloom looked through the fence and saw the dog turn into a man with long brown and wearing a maroon color outfit. Bloom gasped when she recognize who the person was.
Ok short chapter sort of. Who's the guy that Bloom sees? Like I said in other stories description aren't my thing.
Looking at the calender to get this done by christmas that means I'll be updating more often than normal with the story.