The Princess Sisters (The Princess Sisters Series) by Stacy Lynn Carroll Page A

knee-length dress
with lots of ruffles, which resulted in a burst of loud laughter, quickly
followed by the cousins covering each others’ mouths so the workers wouldn’t
discover the five girls crammed into one dressing room.  The contrast between
the frilly dress and her combat boots was too much for the girls to handle. 
The Princess sisters were still fighting back laughter, when they overheard
some voices in the next fitting room.  The four girls sitting on the bench
lowered their camera phones and subconsciously leaned closer to the adjoining
wall.
    “What
is it?” Cinderella asked.  Aurora, who was closest to the voices, silently
brought her index finger to her lips and waved Cinderella forward.  She quietly
obeyed and was soon listening to what sounded like three girls in the stall
next door.
    “So
what was inside the balloons?”
    “Hershey
kisses!  And then his name was on one of those little papers inside the kiss!”
    “Awwwwwww! 
That’s the best way ever!”
    “How
do you think he’ll ask you this year?”
    “I
dunno.  It’ll be hard to beat.”
    “I
just hope I get asked better this year.  Remember the pumpkin?”
    “Oh
man, that was so gross!”
    “I
don’t know what he was thinking.  Like I’d go to a dance with someone who
wanted me to stick my hand in pumpkin guts!”
    “Ew! 
Who was it?”
    “I
don’t remember.  Some nerdy guy who had a crush on me I think.”
    “Hey,
you never told me how you answered Brad.”
    “Oh
yeah!  Well first I got some of those glow-in-the-dark stars…”
    The
Princess sisters never got to hear the end of her response because the three
girls had left the dressing rooms and were walking away.  They all looked
around at each other, some with raised eyebrows and others with confused,
furrowed brows.
    “What
do you think they were talking about?” asked Belle, finally voicing their
silent question.
    “It
had something to do with getting asked to a dance…” Snow White’s voice trailed
off.
    “Let’s
ask Dave,” said Cinderella.  “He’s been to school dances, he might know.”
    The
Princess sisters’ curiosity was piqued now.  They had no more desire to try on
dresses and take pictures of each other posing.  Instead, they hurriedly
scooped up the pile of gowns and dumped them just outside the dressing rooms. 
They then made their way back through the mall to be picked up by Mary so they
could go home and investigate.

Chapter
Fourteen
    “So
let’s say you wanted to ask me to Homecoming.  You’d put a plate of brownies on
my front porch with a poem or something rather than call and ask me?”  Belle
looked at Dave hard, waiting for him to crack and say he was making the whole
thing up.  But he just smiled back at her.
    Dave
had been getting the mail when the Princess sisters pulled up.  They were all
out of the car and ambushing him before Mary even had the chance to turn off
the engine.  After tossing four letters and a magazine onto his porch, Dave
followed them inside and up to Belle’s room.  They all sat sprawled over
Belle’s bed as well as the blankets on the floor from the previous night,
listening intently as Dave explained the confusing conversation they had
overheard at the mall.
    “That’s
right,” he said.
    “Weird,”
said Snow White, shaking her head.
    “It’s
a lot more fun this way!” Dave added.  “And believe it or not, it’s way less
scary!”
    “Scary?”
asked Aurora.
    “Yeah,
the thought of having a girl reject you to your face…that sucks.  This way you
get rejected through a note or something else.  It’s not nearly as bad.”
    “When
have you ever been rejected?” asked Cinderella.
    “Well,
no one would reject me,” Dave said in a haughty voice as he ran his hand over
his dark hair.  “But I’m sure it would suck for all those other guys.”  Then
Dave smiled his ever-charming smile and the girls forgot about giving him a
hard time for being cocky.
    “So
how do you know