Dee Dee Blanchard Pageant Novels & Stories

"Our contestants, please come on stage. Stacey, Violet, Autumn, Lauren and Lyla. They walked down the runway gracefully, blowing kisses to the audience; Stacey's eyes met her Dad's, and she smiled at him. She was delighted that he kept to his promise and showed up. "You all will be asked three same questions. 1. Why do you think you should win this pageant? 2. What do you think the world needs for a peaceful coexistence? 3. If you were to win, what would you use your power as queen of Realville High City schools for? The votes will determine the winner. Stacey was first to answer.

Red continued guiding him in making decisions, and Blue always listened to his twin. THE SOLID FRIENDS—Red, Blue, Grey, and Green were still at the university. The Miss Montenegro University pageant was about to take place, and the boys were excited to see the stunning candidates of their school. The emcee, a Mass Communication student, took the stage. The crowd erupted in cheers as they introduced the event. The venue was packed, with hardly any seats left. The pageant began, and twelve candidates from different departments walked onto the stage, dancing to DJ Snake’s “Taki Taki” for the opening number. It was obvious that the event had been well-prepared.

So I called all the ladies to follow me we start out of the dressing room at the same time Hades and the boys are doing them same I decided that we will all stand in front of the palace and village and I would allow Dee to take down the cloaking spell and she can’t manage it on her own that me and Tyler will help and then if more assistance we will call Miranda Kiki Dean and I will borrow the boys is power but I know that we had the spell weak enough that Dee should have it down in a matter of seconds on her own I read her power level earlier and I know that Selene said she was a Level 10 this morning when I read her levels just a like while ago she is at a level 15 she must of gain power w

She noticed the rich spoiled princess gritting her teeth in annoyance and glaring daggers to the still glamorously smiling Maurice. Agatha furrowed her brows then looked away when she noticed no more abnormalities from Maurice. She focused once again to the contest and watched as it reaches the crowning part. She later joined the clapping crowd when the pretty senior named Delila Morison won. Sadly, Amanda didn't make it due to her low score in popular support which was fifty percent of the contestants' overall score. In the end, the one declared as the first runner up was Zendee Broe, the chief editor of the publication.

I don’t recall doing anything wrong, he was nice to me just yesterday, why the sudden change? - “Hey, y’all are gonna come see the pageant later, right?” Margaux asked Blake and Carter while we were walking on our way to school. “Please tell me you guys are coming. Cal and I arranged the whole event as student government officers so we have to be there. Please come with us.” She practically begged them. Margaux doesn’t really like participating in school events, but she was forced to run as an officer with me out of desperation to get higher grades.

"Picking thirty contestants out of thousands of talented designers was not an easy job for my team. So I applaud each and every contestant that sent their application and the team that took their time to pick the thirty lucky contestants." Thirty contestants out of thousands of talented designers? And Nate thought that I could make it in such a stiff competition? The guy clearly has a crazy amount of delusion. I'm so glad that I didn't send my application. It would've been a complete waste of my time. "And here are the names of the thirty lucky contestants!" Molly clears her throat. "Number one - Bianca Balcazar. Two - Kendall Cox. Three - Danielle Fox. Four..." I look up and gasp in shock w

As he did this, the cameramen took their shots. “Good. Master Miles, you can go back to your seat. Let the clap continue!” MC said. Miles left the dais exuberantly amid the claps and screams. “It’s enough, people! Now, I want to call the overall best contestant; who could this person be? The first position goes to the fourth contestant, Miss Sadie!” Bentley said. Everyone stood up joyfully as Sadie joined the personalities at the dais. “Congratulations, young lady; you have surmounted everything…,” Mr. William said. Sadie smiled and said, “Thank you, sir.” Mr. William handed over a 6, 000 USD cheque to Sadie; as he did this, the cameramen took their shots.

"I really have to do it, girl. Even if I love him, if he doesn't love me, I'm the only one who's miserable. I have no intention of erecting a statue just because of my martyrdom." "Really. Imagine what your statue would look like." "With a flower in the ear, carrying a jumbo eggplant." They laughed. They planned to participate in a contest. Daayiee likes that. According to him, participating in beauty pageants was one of his sources of income. But since she doesn't have the courage to participate in that, they participate in other contests from time to time --- that cooking contest. She's always the one doing with the beverages, while Daayiee is the one who does with the main dish. They have

I shouldn’t have left her. I heard the bidding going on for the lady number eight. $12,500 was her price. “Our next lady, number nine. She’s quite a catch. She’s 24 years old. And she loves to read. She loves eating, and quite the irony, she’s a model. Ladies and gentlemen, lady number nine is Ms. Alessandra De La Vega!” The MC’s voice boomed across the hall. I watched the stage intently. Then Ali came out looking like a goddess in her dress. The stagehands aimed the spotlight on her and my hands balled into fists.

We were finally given a break, and I couldn't wait to catch some sleep, but unlike me, some of the girls were busy conversing and discussing the pageant. One girl, in particular, couldn't contain her excitement. "I have to win this pageant, girls. Please, you guys should just go home and let me win. I went through hell and back just to get here." "How so?" another girl asked her. "And why are you desperate? It's just a pageant, after all." My ears perked up to hear the girl's response, and I turned to face her. She was a blonde, and just like the other girls, very beautiful. Judging from her looks, she was around eighteen or nineteen.