Preminger Barbie Movie Novels & Stories

Barbie whined. "Alright, right this way young lady." Mum gestured to the home. Barbie and mum briskly walked into the home. My suspicious thinking made me forget about Barbie who stood next to mum during the conversation. I shook my head, hoping the movies were just movies and followed them inside of the house.

Barbie-themed, complete with soft pink ruffles, glittering icing, and a mini fondant version of me in the center, wearing a replica of my dress. I burst out laughing. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” Carmen nudged me, grinning like a devil. “Somebody’s Ken is obsessed with his Barbie,” she whispered, her eyes flicking to Vincent across the room. “Shut up,” I muttered, but I was blushing. She leaned closer. “Make a wish, Barbie.” I closed my eyes, lacing my fingers together as the room quieted. “I wish to live the life of my dreams.”

“I didn’t realize this kingdom ran on Swiss time.” “Important people always run on time.” She turned back to her Barbies. “Sit down. But don’t step on Lawyer Barbie.” I looked down. A Barbie in white glasses and a pale pink suit was lying near my foot, a tiny purse still clutched in her hand. I arched a brow. “Which one is Lawyer Barbie?” Poppy looked at me like I’d just asked what the sky was. “The mean one.” “Extremely helpful explanation.” “That’s Auntie Hazel Barbie.” She pointed without looking. “And this one,” she said, lifting a Barbie with ridiculously long hair and a sparkly purple dress, “is Auntie Rhea Barbie. She works in camera and says everybody has to pose.”

She gestures broadly to the lavish room with a smug, knowing grin. ​"It doesn't get any better than this..." She trails off, her perfectly arched brows suddenly creasing as she looks down at me. "Right... I never actually got your name, little tiger. Unless you're perfectly fine with me calling you Bambi for the rest of the night?" ​I pull my arm back, flattening my shoulders and glaring at her with all the faux confidence I can muster. "Barbara," I blurt out, crossing my arms over my chest to keep the skimpy fabric of my top from shifting too much. "My name is Barbara Adams..."

I added, my voice shrinking until it was barely a breath. Barbara’s eyes traveled over the room, landing on the mountain of flowers and plush toys. “This is about Mrs. Pierce, isn’t it? The Witch of the Neverland Pirates,” Barbara said, trying to lighten the mood. I let out a weak laugh, waving her off. “Stop it!”

“Let me survive today first. Then I’ll think about peeing on sticks tomorrow.” Just as I was about to reply to one of Sophie’s ridiculous jokes, a loud DING echoed from the elevator. It was followed by the unmistakable sound of high heels clacking like they were trying to declare war with the marble floors. And then she appeared. A Barbie. I swear, if Barbie got possessed by Regina George and thrown into a pink tornado, this would be the result. Platinum blonde hair in bouncy curls, a tiny hot pink dress that looked like it lost a fight with a sewing machine, and heels that made her legs look like they had their own I*******m account.

Let me just say they are not a big fan of them. Bianca Sterling is the leader of The Barbie’s. Being the daughter of the principal made her think that she can ruled the school. She's the type of girl that most boys wanted. Not to date, more like to bang them. Other than that she's the captain of the cheer team but alas they never win a competition.

"No, please brag. You've earned it. We should get going, though, before Pierre shows up. Will you help me back into my dress, please? I need to try and fix my hair." "Yeah, sure. And there's some glass over here that you can try and use as a mirror."

he huskily replied, his dark eyes urgently seeking a response from her. At such an unusual action the ballroom everyone’s attention, that was not already watching them intently was glued on the couple with the gold dress. The deviant womaniser Baron Felix Fairfax had made an unheard-of appearance at a ball and appeared to be seducing a woman right in front of them. A thousand different questions swirled like snowfall around Athena’s mind as he gently nudged her back into dancing once more. Shaking her head she picked up the beat of the music again.

"Aww! Shit babe, will you stop crying!" Matt uttered when he heard her snort again. They were at her pad and currently watching a movie: A Walk to Remember. It was her favorite movie and she still can't help herself to cry every time she's watching it. It was a Saturday night and Matt usually visits her on Friday nights or Saturdays. They decided to have a movie marathon. Matt chose to watch Star Wars first and she chose A Walk to Remember after. Matt opposed when she decided to play the movie but she still insisted on it, she just can't get enough of watching the movie all over again so in the end, Matt let her be.