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Regan: Chapter 3
"I hate it. Hate, hate, hate it," Danny muttered, plucking at the dress Camilla prepared for her. It was nauseatingly orange with so much lace, you'd think a pumpkin threw up on it.
"I think it's... Beautiful on you," Darren mumbled, hiding his face behind a pillow hoping it would muffle his snort. It didn't.
"It's not that bad, Dans," Ash tried, her face turning red from keeping in her laughter. Danny turned to me and spread her arms.
"What do you think?"
"Ummm... It's...." Why was I so bad with words? I needed to phrase this delicately. "Colourful?"
Danny's face fell as she hatefully stared at her own reflection again. So not a delicate description after all. "You're beautiful," I tried again, hoping to turn her frown upside down.
"You think?" she hopefully ask
