Raquel From Barbie Novels & Stories

“Ah!!” Raquel yelled and threw her phone against her standing mirror, shattering it. “How dare Travis! How dare him not trust me? How dare him reject my offer?” She ruffled her hair in frustration, wondering why Spider wasn't there yet. Her mind drifted to Travis once again and she shook her head. “How did he even find out? I don't want to believe that there is a mole in my circle, else it would not end well.” “Ah, I hate Alison! I hate Bruno! I hate all of them.” She yelled and grabbed a pillow and threw it at her table, shattering all the cosmetics on it.

Riley looked at Fay, "Look at my room, Luna. Do you like it?" She took her gaze away from the room and brought it to Riley, "Yes, it looks beautiful. Are those barbies yours?" "Yes! Wanna play with me?" She said excitedly as she released Fay's hand and skipped to the bed. Ron looked at Riley in a funny way as he said, "Riley, Luna is big, she can't play with barbies. She does pack business."

Alexis got out of bed and waved as Loverina, “I will show you around.” This made Loverina remember when she was tender. Barbie was the top girly cartoon. Every girl got a barbie toy in her school. Some showed pictures of how they turned their rooms pink. She has always wanted that, but her grandmother had no money. The only thing she got was a dumped-spoilt barbie doll. Grandma Clara washed it and made some stitches on the cloth to make it look nice enough for her to play it. “Here.” Alexis pushed opened one of the doors.

When she stepped out of the dressing room, she visibly saw the girls’ eyes widen in surprise. “I look good, don’t I?” She smirked proudly. “You really do, Barbie, and it’s the truth,” Andrea said honestly. “You know, I’m really liking the new Barbie… unapologetically bold and not afraid to go for what she wants. I stan!” “Yes.” Belize agreed, “I wish Mariana was here to see it.” Eh, unfortunately, that was not going to be possible. “Yeah, I tried her line, but I couldn’t reach her, maybe she’s busy with work,” Barbara lied through her teeth.

Her blonde hair giving her a definite figure of the Barbie doll with red lips. “I thought I said you should hold my bag." She stared at me, and Taylor scoffed. “I don't remember looking like a puppet," I replied, hands folded. Rachel immediately came to stand near me. “Please don't," she whispered. "Oh..." Angela smirked, and I glared. “She’s stubborn; let it be." A voice said behind me. “Moi, babyyyyy!" she yelled, jumping on the spot. She suddenly ran past me to hug the blue-eyed demon at my back.

She even claims she never even touched her elderly husband. Lastly, there is Raquel, the youngest among us at twenty, but the most professional in her thinking and actions. She excels in marketing, statistics, politics, and even stock markets, handling everything herself without the need for an accountant. Among us five, she is also the most frugal. Her main goal is to travel the world without spending her own money. We often joke with her to just marry a ship or plane captain to solve her around the world trip. "Come here, Van!" I returned to the group. Georgina pulled me and made me sit with them. Paris handed me a canned beer. Raquel and Romary teased me, noticing I seemed jealous earlier

"Tell me more about her past, Paul.Who are those ladies and how did she get to meet them?" "I'm not sure how she met them, but I do know they helped her achieve her dream of being a designer. Jacquine and Elizabeth are the names of the two women who helped Raquel. Jacquine is a top model in a Paris-based exclusive modeling agency. She introduced Raquel to several agents, who made her an offer to be their model,

Ryan asks, his hand stroking my hair. I'm not okay, I think I need to cry, but the tears just won't fall at all. I do a quick mental scan, trying to find a reasonable excuse for my exhaustion and evident restless demeanor. “Yes, Raquel saw me.” I tell him, pulling away from his embrace. “Who is Raquel?” “The blonde with brunette highlights, Mikel's mate, she's friends with some Golden Hunters.” “I see, ask Arielle, she'll handle the girl for you.”

Just before I can think of what to do, the door bursts open and I look up to see a tall girl come in, walking majestically with her short pink dress and weird make-up. She looks 20. "Hey", she waves at me excitedly before moving close to peck Grandma on her cheeks. When Grandma sees her, she smiles and embraces her again. "I was just telling Andre about you", Grandma mentions, making the girl look back at me with a big smile on her face. Within a second, a hand is stretched at me. "Hi, I'm Barbie." Barbie? What a weird name! Without hesitation, I grab her hand and introduce myself. "Hi, I am Jas…Xavier's wife."

The displeasure is noticeable in her round expressive eyes. "Ahh. Go ahead, Wright. I'll wait for you, alright?" "I'll think about it." Wright put his arm around me. She nodded. “Okay.” “Should we play some more?” Leon asked. “I’m tired. I’m going home.” Raquel said as she walked towards her bag and put it on her shoulder. When Raquel left the room, I turned to Wright. "What was she saying? 'I'll wait for you, what was that for? I'll make her swallow my shoes with three inches heels!" I said, pissed.