Hey there! I haven't really been writing much as of late, and haven't posted anything in...a while. Oh! And the screen on my laptop cracked. Which kind of sucks....Luckily, it still works. I just can't see the bottom two inches of my screen. Soooooo me mum is getting me a monitor to hook up to said laptop. It gets rid of the whole freedom of having a laptop, but still. At least I'll be able to see my entire screen. :]
Oh, and I have new classes. They kind of suck.
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"Tawni! Will you stop looking at yourself for two seconds and help me choose what to wear." Sonny stared at the two dresses that were hanging on her door with a look of utter confusion. "This is really important to me," she whined.
Tawni scoffed at her cast mate. "I don't see why this matters so much. It's just a little dance. It's gonna be full of ten, eleven, and twelve year olds. They won't really care what you wear."
"Aren't you the one that tells me I always have to look my best? And regardless of how old the people there are going to be, it's still a special occasion. So I should look better than my best. Don't you think?"
"Eh."
"Also, there's more than just the Blossom Scouts. The Jamboree is for the Blossom Scouts, the Adolescent Philanthropic Actors Guild, Big Brothers Big Sisters of LA, and the Beaver Scouts. There'll be boys and girls everywhere from eight to twenty one there."
Tawni perked up when she heard this. "Boys?"
"Yes Tawni. Boys. And speaking of which...I need to find a date."
"Oooo. Got anyone in mind?" Tawni asked with a devious tone in her voice.
"Eh. I was thinking of just bringing Nico or Grady," she brushed off.
Tawni's eyes widened – almost offended by Sonny's statement. "Nico or Grady?! You can't bring Nico or Grady. That's it – I'm going to find you a date."
"No, Tawni, it's--"
"Hush Sonny. You don't have a choice. Now...let's see what you have to wear to this shindig."
As they were looking at the outfits Sonny had laid out, Tawni was multitasking – going through her mental catalog of viable dates for Sonny to bring to the Jamboree.
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The night of the Jamboree, Sonny and Zora were sitting in the Prop House with Tawni, waiting for their dates to the Jamboree.
Zora was dressed rather subtly – for Zora anyway – in an olive green dress that went down to her knees, a pair of neon pink tights, and olive green Chucks to match the dress. Her hair was down, with on side pinned up slightly with a pink clip.
Sonny's hair was pinned back a bit on both sides with heavy side bangs, and her espresso waves cascading down her back. Tawni had gone out and gotten her a black cocktail dress that reached just above Sonny's knees, tied with an amethyst sash at its umpire waist. It was paired with black satin pumps and an onyx teardrop necklace. She had a rosy gloss on her lips and smokey eyeshadow.
"So Sonny, are you excited to meet your date?" Tawni asked excitedly.
"Yeah, I guess. But I still don't understand why you won't tell me who it is."
"Because, I want you to be surprised!"
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Both Sonny and Zora's dates arrived at the same time. Sonny's breath hitched in her throat when she saw who her date was.
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Anyone curious who Sonny's date is? :P
Well, I'm sorry that this part was so short. I decided to split it into multiple parts instead of having it as one big one-shot. So yeah...expect the next part up soon. :]
Probably tomorrow. Or after, like, 5 reviews. Whichever I feel like. :P