Barbie In Rock'n Royals Characters Novels & Stories

I thought it was just a love story between Barbie and the prince, but I am wrong because there is a part in the end that Barbie's mother is a queen lady. “Why she’s not afraid to live on the island? ‘Isn’t she the only one there?” “N-no. She is with her animal friends,” "But not all animals are friendly." "That's where she grew up so she's not afraid anymore," I replied. She nodded. “What do you think? When I grow up, ‘when there is a prince, will he take me to my Mommy? Like what the Prince did to find her mother?” I was suddenly drowned in my own saliva.

“Is my boyfriend. Don’t mind what he said. Jace has never really introduced anyone here so he’s probably confused. “ “I’m not offended,” I forced a smile. “Don’t worry.” She looked the friendliest out of everyone here. “I like your hair by the way.” She added and I mouthed a thank you. It didn’t take long before the queen bee arrived with her clique. Barbara was always obsessed with the color pink so it didn’t surprise me that the theme of the party was mostly pink. She wore a pink shirt dress, her hair perfectly straightened. Her eyes immediately beamed up as she reached me. “Hi guys,” she said to Jace’s crew and threw a hand around my shoulder. “Oh my God Yara when did you come?”

All of them had curling irons, straightening irons, and makeup. “This one is yours,” Kayla told me before pointing toward an empty space. It had pink plastic lingerie with knee-high boots to match. On the clothing, there was a sticky note that read ‘Barbie’ in cursive print. There were even specific directions written on it. They wanted my hair to be tightly curled, and my makeup to be a simple pink lipstick, winged eyeliner, and pink eyeshadow. “Be ready in thirty, Barbie.” She winked. Once Kayla exited, my eyes wandered to one of the girls. She was dressed as a leopard. Her nipples were covered by a piece of tape, and her panties were a simple thong with a tail hanging from it. She must ha

Fake Barbie looked at me and said, “Now be a nice puppy and move your paws away from my mate.” Before I could respond, my very best friend, Charity, tore into Fake Barbie and said, “Who are you calling a puppy, you fucking mutt?” “The little girl with her hands on my betrothed of course,” Fake Barbie said. “Listen Plastic Patty, you need to walk away before I toss the candle at you and we all find out how much of you melts. You might get lucky and one of your plastic titties will pop and put your ugly ass out or if you paid for the expensive shit, you’ll just burn like the dumpster on fire you are, with all that product in your hair,” Charity replied.

The four of them are a sweetheart" and so on. More kids were arriving all the time, in luxury cars and on foot. -Here comes Hillary," announced Barbie, pointing with her chin to a red sports car, in which a red- haired girl was getting out. Her clothes and attitude told me that she was the one who looked like a big shot. She wore white pants that clung to her legs, a short pink shirt, a teddy jacket and high heels. Her red hair was in a high ponytail. She was joined by two more girls. One wore a flounced dress in blue and the other a skirt in green.

"Mom??" Tyson called out softly. "Not telling" Barbie smiled but no saying anything else but her eyes were shining bright Tyson sometimes thinks her mom is quite childish I don't know whether it's because she grew up as a princess and was very spoiled even though she is now an adult but her spoilt nature comes out once in a while. "Mommy!!" Tyson said cutely as he brushed his mom shoulder smiling brightly like a kid asking for a candy this made Barbie smile happily as she laugh softly her delicate eyes were bright tears threatening to come out ,she was so cute!! Tyson didn't know if he should cry or laugh.

< MR JOHNSON'S MANSION ~ Barbie'S ROOM > Barbie was fast asleep in her room , pouting her lip and snoring softly. Her room window creek opened and Kingsley dragged his weak wounded body in. He managed to walk towards her bed and sat on it. He started tapping her and calling her Name. "Barbie wake up, wake up " He said in low voice it was in the middle of the night and he was afraid that someone might hear him. "I don't want your cookies!! " Barbie half yelled in her sleep and swing her hand across Kingsley's face leaving him stunned. Is this girl crazy ?! Who is offering her cookies?!! And damnit she just slapped his face that was already hurting badly.

"Bloom made it here?" The female Kryst huffed loudly which made Barbie look at her with distaste. She has a dark long silky hair, cascaded in careful curls. Her face was powdered and full of make up. She looked like a clown in the market of Galenus that Barbie used to love watching. A pretty much nicely dressed female clown. When she talked, it was sassy and girly that Barbie would want to vomit outside. "That Bloom was such a bitch. She never even have friends. How can she survive in the next game?" She mocked while staring at herself in the mirror. Zabdiel secretly gagged at the smell of her perfume.

I hadn't seen them all day. Just then the doors to the lunch hall burst open and in came Jessica and Rosey with the school's Queen Bitch, Brittney, all wearing totally pink outfits . Brittney is a long, skinny girl with fake blonde hair and blue eyes. She is a total Barbie, and the pink mini skirt she was wearing with a white crop top shirt and 6 inch pink heels made her the total fake Barbie. Jessica, who used to wear big baggy shirts and sweat pants, was now wearing a short, skin tight dark pink dress and long 6 inch white heels. Her black hair, which used to always be in a bun, now rolled down her back in big waves.

You might make the other person believe you are about to win. The first thing I needed to do was invent someone named Barbie. The most believable way to do that was to give her a personality. I decided Barbie would want us all in costumes for her party night, so we would do "colors of the rainbow," and I would be blue. Blue wasn't as recognizable as yellow, but wasn't as blended into the crowd as black. Next, Barbie would need more friends. Good thing I know about fifty showgirls who are always looking for a reason to party. I grabbed the group chat and sent a message.