~Lyssa POV
Me:*walks closer to Millie* if that is so true why am I the one getting married, why am I the one bout to have the wedding of my dreams, why am I the one that is going to be caring the children of Romeo Miller in a few years and not you, can you answer that...no I didn't thinking so. Ms. Lori can you have security escort her out cuz I don't want to fight her and mess up your shop.
Lori: of course, SECURITY plz escort out Ms. Mille
{The security waited for her to change and collect her things, then escorted her out}
Monte: now lets go try these dresses on
Me: yes, lets
~5 Minutes Later
Me: ok this is the first dress and Cymphonique picked this oneNikki: ok so what are we thinking
Adrienne: I am not feeling it but you have to like it cause you have to wear it
Me: its cute but its not forming fitting like I am looking for an it don't give me the tears that my dress will give when I find it cause that's when it will click that time is getting close
Lori: ok well lets get into the next
~2 Minutes Later
Me: ok this one was Millie's pickMonte: ok Lyssa what are we thinking
Me: it is the form fitting style I am looking for but I don't like the sleeves or this design here in the front, Mommy an TT Loni what do y'all think
Loni: omg i don't like it either plz go and take it off
~3 Minutes Later
Me: ok this Kristin's pick
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{Q.O.D version}*Abused, but becomes a star*
Teen FictionLyssa, Drea, Brea have been friends since they were in diapers. They are now in their Senior year of high school. They have been dancing an singing since they were 6 and now they are on their schools dance team. One day they visited by they visited...