The Princess of Rock (Part 2)

Hello World.

I said that I was going to post up a new part of my story, The Princess of Rock. So that’s what I’m going to do now.

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Let’s just go back to the part where I wanted highlights but I couldn’t get them.  When I was completely dry, I was forced into a ballgown. It wasn’t too poofy, and it wasn’t pink, so I guess it was OK. The dress was red, and the lower part was 60 inches wide. I changed my mind, it’s very poofy. So after I was put in that dress, the servants wrapped a white bathrobe around me so I wouldn’t get it  dirty, and then they started putting layers of make-up on my face.
First, they put on lots of pink blush. Then they put on some pink eyeshadow. Then they put on black eyeliner and red lipstick. When they finally finished they surrounded my neck with white pearls, and hung rubies from my ears. They took off the bathrobe so I could look into the mirror, and I thought I looked like Snow White (they also put my hair into a long braid). I know why had to dress up in all this trash. It was for the Spring Ball, and I’m the princess of Paradise (that’s the name of the country my parents rule) I have to go. As I walked down the stairs leading to the Royal Ballroom, I heard the audience greet me with a standing ovation. When I reached the bottom of the stairs,my mom hurried over to me, looking very excited.
“Jasmine, follow me. I have someone that you should meet!”
I didn’t really have to follow, seeing as she was pulling me by the wrist all I could do was walk fast. I had to do that because I didn’t want my wrist to be torn off. I met my father with two men. One old, and the other around my age: eighteen.
“Jasmine, this is King Lubert of Asbalt,” my mom said.
I shook hands with the old guy, seeing as I had no other choice. If I was allowed to decide for myself, I would be in my room playing my guitar, instead of a stupid ball.
“And this is his son Austin,” my mom continued “I’m sure you two will get along very nicely.”
I looked over at Austin. He seemed perfectly delighted attending this stupid ball. He saw me looking at him and started gazing into my blue eyes. Unfortunately, my mom noticed this and told my dad and King Lubert that they’d better give us some privacy. Like SHE knows anything about privacy. Privacy is NOT having photo shoots every second day.

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That’s all I’m going to give you people. I want you to imagine what happens next. Will Jasmin get along with Austine, or will she hate him forever? What’s her mom going to do? I think you should imagine what happens next, and then tell me what you think is going to happen.

 

 

28 thoughts on “The Princess of Rock (Part 2)”

    1. the Blogger isn’t giving up on this story they’re just letting us imagine the rest! I think that the Queen (Jasmin’s mum) will make Jasmin do something that she doesn’t want to do, so then Jasmin runs away.

        1. I’m not being lazy, I do have the rest of the story written. I just want you guys to imagine the rest and make it up yourself.

          1. But if I post The rest, you guys often don’t bother to imagine the rest. Write the story yourself.

          2. and also I don’t want to right the rest of someone else’s story. It is copying. I’d rather right my own.

      1. I think you should finish the story at home sarah! your idea is really good so I think you should. maybe you could ask the blogger to post your version of it

    1. What do you mean by tips? Tips how to make your website better, or what to post. You need to answer that question first.

    1. YES!! ( I really like the story and wonder what happens next. I have thought of some things but I really want to know what actually happens) P.S Blogger if you don’t allow peoples replys in this it would be mean because you don’t want the other person to get more votes.

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