#Chapter34

“Sorry thank you.”

We left the sixth store at the mall because her royal majesty did not seem fit the gowns to be perfect for our prom. If I go through one more store without a dress for prom, I'll explode. Literally.

“Wipe that scowl off your face. This is your first and last prom babe, we have to kill it.” I sigh in defeat.

“I don't want to kill anything. Those gowns in the last six stores were okay by me.” She gasps dramatically stopping and turning to me in shock.

“Don't you dare say that again, ever? We are queens and we need something worthy of our...