Princess Carley

I was at school somewhere. I recieved a letter saying that I was the ancestor of some royal figure and that this entitled me to stuff. I went over to Justin who was working at a desk and I showed it to him. I asked him if I had understood it correctly and he said yes. It also said in the letter that I was to attend a banquet and bring a guest. I asked Justin if he would like to come with me and he said yes.
I was now running around trying to get ready for this occasion. All these beautiful other girls were rushing past me, dressed up and getting ready for the banquet. My school counselor was explaining the situation to me and showed me these bracelets that I had all along that had actually signified my royalty. I put them on.
I found a nice dress but for some reason was wearing other clothes over it. I took the other clothes off and was finnaly somehwhat satisfied with how I looked. I realized that the dress exposed my legs which were all hairy and gross. So now I needed to find a razor so I could shave them. This took me a really long time and I had only finished one leg when I had to go somewhere else. I also realized that my hair was a problem, and after brushing it I decided it would do.
I went into a room and saw Mike Mcneal and Tyler Alessi who were also involved in this somehow. They said something about my hair.
I was outside hanging out with some random people and waiting for the banquet to start. We were all running around on this muddy hill chasing each other and what not. By the time I left I was completely covered in dirt and was all sweaty and stuff. Now I was really nervous about going to this banquet.
I got there and checked in at a front desk. All of the other girls there looked much nicer than me and I felt stupid. It dawned on me that this was actually some kind of beauty pageant thing. After I checked in I was ushered onto a stage and some people asked me to read a monologue for them. I started reading it and for some reason the words were suddenly in Russian. I tried to sound them out, but after a few words the people stopped me. It turns out I had been reading the wrong part of the paper, and I got worried they would mark me down for that.
I looked out into the audience and saw tons of people that I knew from all different times in my life. They all started singing a song to me about how much they loved me and supported me. After they did that some of them individually walked up on stage and gave me a hug and said "I support you" to me. Among these people were one of my roomates and Shayna. Erin walked up to me, and instead of "suppporting me" she tried to slap me in the face. I grabbed her arm before her hand hit my face, and said that if she had a problem with me she could talk to me about it after this was over or if she wasn't gonna talk she could just leave me alone. She walked away, and one of the people running this thing said that I handled that well.
The people then told me to leave all of my stuff downstairs and go to wardrobe. I was really reluctant to leave my things downstairs because I wanted my phone so I could call Justin and tell him not to come to this stupid thing. But I left it and went to wardrobe.
When I got there the people started showing me all of these horrible clothes I was supposed to wear. They were like old-woman suits and stuff. I wondered if they were trying to mess things up for me. I asked if I could go to the bathroom (so I could get my phone). And they said I could if I hurried up. So I ran downstairs as fast as I could. There was an orange cat sitting on the bannister. I got to my phone, but when I tried to write a text message I had to answer all of these stupid texts from my friends saying "I support you". I really didn't want Justin to have to sit through some stupid beauty pageant.