Novel & Cerita Barbie A Fairy Secret

???'s POV Hazel grew up watching fairytales on Disney. She puckered her lips and kissed the Frog Prince with Tiana, just like Belle, she fell in love with the Beast. She and Gabrielle danced with Pocahontas in the wind, and she can't forget when she fought a war with Mulan. Fairytales had always been her thing. So her imagination conjured up what she thought the Fae World would look like; gold, silver, and shimmer everywhere. She even pictured pink talking clouds that tasted like cotton candy. But to her dismay, she wasn't prepared for the truth.

She's wearing a tiny crown on her head. "Hello cheska. It's great to see you again and you brought a friend" She said and looked at me. Her smile fades away and looked at me seriously. Later on her serious face was replaced by shock. Okay what's happening? "Ow Keziah i want you to meet Clarabelle, the queen of fairies. Clarabelle this is keziah a new friend of mine" Cheska said I think she didn't noticed the fairy's reaction. "Nice to meet you Keziah" She said sweetly.

Melissa's Pov "Darling?" Mum called from a distance. Omg she's home already? "Act natural" I told Barbie. "Okay" she replied. "There you are. What's going on girls? Are you having a girl talk?" she asked giving an aircote to the word 'girl talk'. "Uhm n..n..no" Barbie blurted. "Is anything wrong?" Mum asked. Barbie was about to spoil my plan. She wasn't acting naturally at all. She had a facial expression that gave away the fact that I had a secret.

I retorted in a bored tone. "Really?" Em asked in disbelief. I shoot her a glare, "I will prefer to rather than watching it again!" I almost yelled at her. "Come on, Andrew, it was a nice movie, " Elie says in fare of Em. "Ohh in what way? didn't you saw how weak that barbie was and then out of sudden she discovers a secret door in her castle and she founds magic there and then used it against her so rich and handsome fiance to escape, " I explained rudely.

The woman I was becoming only felt the pull. “Okay,” I whispered. Xavier kissed me again, harder this time. When he finally let me go, my lips felt sensitive. “Go home and get ready,” he said. “I’ll pick you up at eight. Tell him whatever you need to. Just be ready.” I nodded. At the door he caught my wrist one last time. “Aria.” I looked back. “Once we walk into that place together, there’s no more pretending. Are you sure?” The same question he had asked me the first night. This time the answer came easier. “I’m sure.” Something dark and satisfied moved through his eyes. “Good,” he said. “Then tonight we stop hiding.”

I say, "Okay, while that debauchery was awesome, where did that come from?" Barbie adds, "Yeah, you guys did the wink-wink nudge-nudge thing before we all jumped into it, what gives?" "Well, our story goes back of course before you were born when we were kids still in High School. It's why we never saw any of our family during the holidays. You see, your father and I are brother and sister too. We had to hide it from the outside world for so long when we found you guys having sex the other day we knew it was time to cum clean." Mom giggles and Barbie does too, while the men chuckle.

"It's not as if it's a hardship. Look around; we're not exactly ugly people, and we're not hurting for choices either." "No, I know." I took another swig of my rum and coke. "We're all fit—we have to be—and most of us are pretty... well... pretty, but it's just the whole required to do it thing that pisses me off." "I agree," he said, "I—hey, what the hell's a fairy doing here?" I followed Jared's stare over to the bar where a familiar fairy face was staring right back at me. As if it had been doing so for quite awhile. My jaw dropped as I unwittingly got to my feet and began walking toward Tiernan.

The fairy nodded and then looked at me with respect, as if he saw something in me that I didn’t see myself. “Well, I hope you enjoy the place,” said the fairy before patting Arsel on the shoulder twice and shrinking back to her tiny form to walk away. “Are fairies big?” I asked in disbelief. Arsel burst out laughing. “It’s their biggest secret, but yes, they are, although I thought humans would know about that after the war,” Arsel said, and I shook my head in disbelief. “I have no idea about any of this, but this is incredible,” I said simply.

Barb questioned me, looking very confused. I bit my lip. I was also confused. Why was Barb being so helpful for these MEN? Why wasn't she immediately rushing to tell me anything about the king and my pod of men I wanted to know? I had assumed all women would be afraid of men, like them. "Why aren't you afraid of them?" I quickly asked, darting my eyes at Barb suspiciously. Barb smiled with a small giggle as she helped me into a beautiful royal blue dress. "I'm a fairy, dear! They mean me no harm. We co-exist being woodland creatures; all of us. We help each other," Barb explained.

“But secrets are bad. Mom says we can’t keep secrets from family.” “Some secrets are different,” I countered, racking my head for the right language, something that appealed to her sense of fun and understanding. “This isn’t a bad secret, Isla. It’s a good one. And if you help me keep this secret, I will make sure we share the best ones only, okay? What do you want more than anything?” She didn’t hesitate. “The new limited edition Barbie doll. The one with the real silk dress. You said it was too expensive.”