The beauty contest
We start a new day during the middle of recess with the Ashley's in their clubhouse. "Like, these are the entry forms for the official kiddie cosmetics little Miss blush beauty contest." Ashley A announced as she passed the forms out to the other Ashley's.
"Pageants, nature's way of pointing out perfection." Ashley Q said as she lay on the sofa.
"I'm totally sure an Ashley will take the crown again this year. So fill out your entry forms in pink ink, please, and dazzle them."
"Like, totally special delivery." Spinelli's voice rang out, interrupting the Ashley's gushing about the beauty contest, as a big pile of mud was thrown into the clubhouse from the opening in the roof splashing about when it hit the ground making the Ashley's scream as the mud went over them all.
"My pores! My pores!" Ashley Q screamed.
"Ew..impurities." Said Ashley B.
"Got them." Spinelli laughed before walking away.
"Uh, that Spinelli just miffs."
"I wish there was some way we could get her back." Said Ashley Q.
"Yeah, we like, totally need revenge." Ashley A stood up and started pacing. "Think Ashley's, think. Oh, I have an idea, what if we entered that obnoxious tomboy in the beauty contest?"
"But, like, wouldn't that be super predictable? She'd expect that." Asked Ashley B.
"True, but how else are we gonna get revenge on her?"
"Maybe one of her friends would be a better fit?"
"But which one?"
"Maybe that Gretchen!" Suggested Ashley T.
"No, she's smart, she'll find a way out of it."
"I know the perfect person, Dede. Spinelli and Dede don't hide the fact that they see each other as sisters." Said Ashley Q.
"Oh, not only will it enrage that Spinelli but, like, it'll also be an opportunity for Dede to finally embrace her girly side as she's shown she has a good fashion sense, with a mum like Crystal King, it's bound to be, and when she does it'll drive a wedge between the two as everyone knows Spinelli wouldn't be caught dead hanging out with a girly girl and Dede will start hanging out with us were she belongs."
"Scandalous!" The four Ashley's say before laughing.
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The next day we see all the kids sitting in Miss Grotke's history class. "In 1932, Amelia Earhart flew across the Atlantic becoming an outspoken model of rugged feminism of-" Miss Grotke' lecturer was cut short by the door opening and a random guy in a suit came barging in with a camera flashing behind him.
"Hi, I'm Guy McMahon with kiddie cosmetics, sponsor of the little miss blush beauty pageant." Guy said as he walked to stand in front of Miss Grotke.
"Hello, uh, Guy. Can I help you?"
"I'm here to shine a big spotlight on those lucky girls selected to compete in this years pageant."
"Good, all the better to aim at." Spinelli whispered over to Dede who was sitting next to her as Dede just giggled at her friend's antics.
"The finalists are, drum roll please." Guy's assistant pressed the play button on a small CD player she was carrying, making music start to play. "Ashley Armbruster."
"Who, me? Quel surprise." Ashley A faked being surprised.
"Ashley Quinlan."
"I only just got over the excitement of last year's contest." Ashley Q said.
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Atomic recess
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