Lina Bratz Fashion Pixiez Novels & Stories

She was tall with dark brown hair and green eyes that always seemed to be in a fight with the heavy mascara she wore everyday but she was really pretty though and a bit of a self-righteous arrogant attitude, which of course was an understatement. "Natasha!" she began with her cool, high-pitched voice while smacking her lips which were dubbed in, well...lipstick. A dark red color which contrasted deeply with her very pale face. " You know I've been made into top cheerleader with the Pixies , like there was ever any doubt there!" she went on, showering herself with the never-ending waters of self-praise, " Okay, so, I've been doing some scouting and you might just be the next Pixie!"

I stepped out of the dressing room and took a close look at all the girls. Zita Lowe was the only other person in front of me. Now that I looked at her, it was clear why she had an ego the size of Jupiter. She was the epitome of perfect, in body and face. She filled the blue strapless, cut-out tube dress perfectly. Her long, blonde hair was wrapped in a tight ponytail, adding to her elegance. She caught me staring and snapped. "The fuck you staring at?" I cowered away in that instant and sought Ashley in the room. Brandy stepped in, her bust overflowing from her dress, and Ashley followed suit, fully dressed in a bright pink crisscross halter mini dress.

Eyes slanted, dark, glinting with something unreadable. She looked like something that should come with a warning label. “You look cute,” Bri murmured. Zara glanced down at herself—Snoopy PJ pants, oversized T-shirt from an ex she hadn’t thought about in years, hair tied back in a crooked bun. “Don’t lie. I look a mess.” “You do,” Bri agreed, with that maddening smirk. “But it’s a cute mess. Friendship cute. I suggest we have many sleepovers in the future. I’ll paint your nails. We can talk about boys—if that’s your thing.”

___ "Oh, my God! You look so fantastic!" Lizzy told me to turn around so I did. I wore a casual beige dress with a ribbon on my waist, partnered with a simple pair of white flats. My hair was curled also by Lizzy but I didn't let her put too much makeup on my face. I just applied powder and lip balm. "Do you think Zion will like it?" I asked her. "Of course! If Zion is a picky man, why would he ask to date someone who always wears sweatpants," she said, mocking my style again.

"And it must be all white." "All white, right?" She asked and we nodded. "Does it have to be a dress? You could wear something different, like this our limited edition power move jumpsuit. It's limited, but since it's you, Luna, we can make some exceptions." We exchanged glances before she have the lady a go ahead. She led us to where the jumpsuit was, and when I wore it, I knew I would be going to Sarah's fucking party! It was so perfect on my body. There was a V cut in the cheat area so it made my boobs push forward. Freya has gotten me some hell of panties and bras so I looked so sexy and presentable!

As Sasha turned around, she was startled and quickly composed herself to appear familiar with Lina. "Lina!" "Lenny, it seems like I hardly see you anymore!" Lina said with a radiant smile. She wore a lilac dress with a simple, graceful design that highlighted her figure. It was a challenging color for her skin tone and age, but it suited her perfectly. Becoming a mother had given Lina a sense of maturity. Light freckles from her pregnancy now seemed like the most delightful accessories on her. All in all, she looked effortlessly natural and stunning from head to toe.

“You are?” The pixie answered with her nose and lips pointed out. “A pixie as you can see. And I say you will only pass through the gate if you answer three of my riddles.” She carries this green vibrant pair of eyes, a strange floral mark on her forehead, and a band of weaved leaves around her head. Wearing all in lime emerald shade, her hyaline wings, her runty grass-like dress that cuts off in her pygmy knees, and her leafy shoes that extends up to her patella. She has this white crystal-like hair braided so long that it outgrew her size, pfft. “What are you laughing about?” she again voiced that I chuckled the second time.

Mira agreed, and took a spoonful of her fruit parfait. "What do you want to discuss with me earlier" Brenda asked. "It's business." "Say" "I want you to be my model for the fashion show next week" "What?! Model for LxWear fashion show?" Brenda exclaimed with wide eyes. "Yeah" "And you asked so casually? Am I that popular?" "I don't care." "Queen Bee, it's your time to shine!!!" Layla cheered loudly, causing a few glances to be directed at us. LxWear is a luxury brand jointly owned by different A-line companies and their products are as expensive as the name. Why would Mira want to use an ordinary model for her clothes?

A week later Lisa sat in front of the dresser in her bedroom, with her best friend standing behind her. “Stop squirming,” Pix said, running a comb through Lisa’s long hair. “Is this really necessary? I know some of them that don’t put on makeup,” Lisa complained. “You are going to be an assistant to a CEO, there are expectations of how you must look you know,” Pix answered, moving to dab some powder onto Lisa’s cheeks. “You know so much about them, you should go instead of me,” Lisa grumbled, pouting.

I ask as she shimmies into gold mini dress. “Zip me up?” She turns her back to me, casually requesting help. Her friend sits up sleepily and looks around. As I zip up the dress, I see the Versace tag and notice a sigma birthmark on her lower back. “Katie? Is time up already?” The other girl yawns and stretches, exposing the sigma mark on her lower back as well. “Yeah, Daddy is going to be waiting for us downstairs.” She picks up a green floral Valentino mini dress. Jensen bought the same one for Lisa for her birthday. It is a strapless corset with a fluffy bottom half. Katie helps Kara get into it.