Book of Fate

It’s Saturday, and Bree is at Daniella’s house. ” That’s wrong!” Bree’s stressed cry at Daniella.

She approached and pushed her back slightly. “How can you win if you can’t do the right posture to walk properly.”

“The heels of these sandals are too high. Is this really what the pageant participants wear?” she asked as she raised her one foot and examined the sandal she was wearing.

“What do you want that they used flats for a pageant? What does it look like? They just went for a walk in the mall or park.”

She frowned. “Why does the candidate walk differently at pageants?”

Bree looked at her lazily. “Yes, it’s different because they don’t just do simple ramp, they also have confidence and by flexing their body shape and their faces, you can also see that they are a candidate for the pageant.” “Really!?”

“Yes, so if I’m you, follow what I say.”Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

She sat down in a chair. “Sample the ramp first.” She even smiled teasingly at Bree.

Bree just closed her eyes to her awkwardness. “Take a good look at me.”

Bree walked a few steps away from Daniella’s seat. She was ready to adjust her posture and pretend she was wearing a stiletto and walked with her hips swaying on both sides. It stopped near Daniella and posed a few times before turning around.

Daniella, on the other hand, just smiled at her friend’s skill. “Bree, that’s great! Why don’t you replace me and you are the one who is competing?” she suddenly said.

Bree’s eyes widened at her. “What can’t be? That’s why I nominated you to fight, and then you have to prove something, remember!” She looked at Bree in surprise. “Prove?”

Bree ruffled her hair. “Oh my gosh, Daniella, I need you to buy medicine for your brain!” “What do I have to prove that I’m really smart?” I don’t have to prove that anymore because I know I’m really smart.” She was boasting.

Bree just gaped as she watched her. “Is it because of your nonsense that you can easily think of a word that isn’t true?”

“Hey! I’m really smart and I’m the only one who knows and I really don’t want to tell anyone because they might be proud of me. ” Then she rolled her eyes at Bree.

Bree just stood up and took the three books that were too thick and approached Daniella again. “Stand there, with your excessive blabbering. We won’t end until you do nothing right.”

She saw the thick book. “I thought you were going to teach me how to walk like a beauty queen. Why do you have a book in your hand? Why are you going to replace William as my tutor?”

Bree bit her lip because, maybe, what else could she say to Daniella. “Just one more Daniella, you can see I’m pulling your hair until it’s out of your scalp.” Stand there, it’s afternoon and you have not done anything yet. ” She stood up and might be a real threat to those pursuing her. “Stand up straight, just look straight and don’t move,” Bree said and started to put the book on her head.

“This is how we’re going to use it for now. You’ll walk straight and just look straight without dropping the book on your head. Dropping that back to start, we’ll start again as long as the book is still falling from your head,” Bree’s serious promise.

A few times, the book fell on her head, and a few times she also tripped in the sandals she was wearing at the very height of the heels, so the result was a wound on her foot and a small bruise on her elbow and palm.

“Can I rest first? My foot hurts and my wounds too,” she said as she completely removed the sandals she was wearing and was biting her lip in extreme pain when she touched them.

“All right, but let’s just treat your wound right away because that should be gone before the school pageant.” Bree stood up and went inside their house because she had just sat down because of the pain in her foot.

In her mind. “Long gown I will be wearing, why do I have to wear these high heel sandals?” And she threw it at her side. Bree returned with cotton and alcohol. She immediately sat down next to her and put alcohol on the cotton, but what she didn’t expect was when she suddenly put so much cotton on her wound. “Bree!” she shouted and couldn’t believe she looked at it.

She smiled at her. “I’m sorry, I thought you weren’t numb yet.”

“Why do you think I’m numb to not feeling? Naturally, I’m hurt too.”

“That’s why you’re still enduring William’s behavior. I know you’d be numb because of him.”

She narrowed her eyes at her. “Why did William get into the conversation? Maybe later I’ll be blamed because he choked several times.”

“Tsk, just advise Daniella. If you tolerate William’s behavior, you should also tolerate the pain of your wound now because you need flawless skin when you ramp up. All I know about your first ramp is a crop top that is close to the body and a short and half-thigh long. ” Her eyes widened because she didn’t know that. “I know that only wearing a long gown is okay. Why didn’t I know that there were other clothes to wear?”

“Because your brain is flying everywhere, Daniella, while our teacher tells you what to do at the pageant.”

She looked at it badly. “It’s your fault! Sometimes your hand suddenly raises; even if it’s not necessary. ”

Bree stared at her the most. “You’re really beautiful, you’re just lacking in grooming. We all have that and we’re just different and cannot be the same because if that were a chance, all people would have the same face, right. But I just don’t know why other people are judgmental. They’re not perfect either to give their opinion that they don’t even need.”

She tries to reach for the cotton that Bree is holding, but every time she tries to take the cotton, her hand moves away.” They believe that only beautiful people have a pointed nose and white skin. The true definition of beautiful and handsome is like that. ”

She tried to take it again, but she couldn’t really reach it. Bree angrily pressed the cotton ball with alcohol on Daniella’s wound.” All people have a beauty that they can be proud of.”

She couldn’t stand the pain anymore, so she just pulled Bree’s hair hard. “Ouch! Why?” she wondered.

“You’re talking too much, so you didn’t realize that you put too much alcohol in the cotton on my wound.” She had moved her foot away from Bree and probably removed all the bacteria that could live in her wound by over-cleaning it.

Bree looked at the cotton she was holding and smiled guilty at Daniella. “Sorry! I just got carried away.”

Bree took the things she used and stood up. “Tomorrow again. I’ll sleep here, so I’ll be here until tomorrow afternoon to teach you. You can now rest.” It walked away, and she just sighed and looked at the emptiness.