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ask-misty · 9 months ago
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I want to draw more of them and Misty with Soarin! ><
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When Misty is merely observing something, and the curious tall boi has to investigate as well. ~
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anneeo · 5 years ago
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Cute lil sailor Daisy Buchanan Flapper Dress! Tres small, like a 4 or so. dM or Etsy Vintage Misty Lane Sailor style dress 1980s drop waist summer dress sundress dropped waist medium https://etsy.me/34pH2cx #sailor #sailordress #mistylane #stripes #stripeddress #sailorcollar #graydress #greydress #whitebuttons #flapperdress #flapper #daisybuchanan #zeldafitzgerald #1920sstyle #1960sstyle #twiggy #etsy (at Red Hook, Brooklyn) https://www.instagram.com/p/B2DHpmzAiV_/?igshid=sei8a48otacd
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mistylane059-blog · 7 years ago
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Challenge 5: Panic, Croquet and Vollyball
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A/N: Heya! So this one is a little bit shorter because I had to do this in a hurry. Thanks @nathaniel-schreave , @ladyvenusvale , @fleur-quinn ,@ladyaadamaier and @claraeclair for the RP! Also thanks Skye for finding the pic of Alia that I ended up using! Decided to add a sport to Misty for character development. Anyways sorry for any mistakes and enjoy! Word count:2,430 words
Waking up to the sound of my alarm is not a good feeling. I should be used to this, but it just made me feel like I had to go to school. I grab my phone and turn off my alarm. Scrolling through my notifications I noticed a couple that caught my eye. One was from my dad asking how the ball went and if I was doing ok. Another was another kid from archery. They were just anime memes which made me laugh a tiny bit. The last one was the earliest. At around 4 in the morning. It was from Ambers mom. ‘Shes awake’ is all she said.
I had a flashback to last night. I felt like crap the entire night from the alcohol and probably the dairy. I had a lot going on last night. First I see two of my mains making out in my room, then I find out that my best friend was in an accident. How was I supposed to keep those a secret? I would see Felicity and Belle any moment now. Not to mention the fact that I need to cover up emotion. I used to it though.
My parents went through a hard phase when I was in 3rd grade to when I was in 6th grade. Those were some of the toughest years of my life. I had to go to school, acting like nothing happened and rolling with it. There were so many nights spent locked up in my closet, crying my eyes out. It would always happen in the middle of the night too when I would get woken up by my parents yelling. There were so many times where I had to destroy the evidence. I would have to clean up my tear-kissed face, fix my closet back to how it was, and act like nothing happened the night before. My grades ended up being terrible, later affecting my middle school grades. I changed schools for 8th grade and it sucked. At the time Amber and I went to different schools.
Pulling up the call app I click Ambers moms number. Once again, she picked up right away. “Let me guess, you called me to ask how is Ambers doing?” “I should have known that you would know, but yes, you are correct.” “Well, Amber woke up around four, she was steady but she had to go into surgery.” “SURGERY,” I yelled, immediately sitting up in my bed. “Yes, surgery. One of her bones in her leg needed a pin to heal.” “A PIN!” “Yes dear, calm down. She’s going to be alright. Once she’s off anesthetics and in recovery I’ll call you. But you have to keep your phone on, ok?” “Alright, alright.” “Ok, talk to you later, bye.” “Bye.” She hung up and I got up from the bed. I walk to my bathroom to fix my hair. Grabbing a ponytail holder, I put my hair up. I was still a little hung over from all those glasses of wine. But to be honest, I think we all were. I hear a knock on my door. “Who is it?” “Anaïs, Belle and Felicity.” “Come in,” I respond.
They all gave me a small curtsy before Anaïs started talking. “So sorry I wasn’t here when you woke. I needed to grab something from the laundry room.” “Oh, it’s fine, no need to apologize.” I grabbed a dress and retreated to my bathroom to change for breakfast. I wouldn’t be surprised if it was mostly hangover food.
~~~~~~~~Time skip to the day of the group date~~~~~~~
“Croquet huh,” I say looking at all my dresses, my finger on my chin. Well, it was obvious that my hair would be in a ponytail. Anaïs interrupted my concentration. “La- Misty, we made these for today, but anytime you want to go to the gym.” She was holding a sporty outfit in hand. I had asked my maids to just call me Misty. I felt close to them (besides the fact Felicity and Belle are dating in secret). The outfit, a white top, and black pants. It looked like there were shorts there too. Pants, oh my god! I didn’t think I would see the light of day without wearing another pair of pants. Well, there’s a slim chance I’ll be picked, queen. Granted it had been what, 5 months since the selection started. Wow, has it been that long? It felt like forever ago.
“Oh, thank you Anaïs! This will come in handy today.” “It was no problem. By the way, Belle was fell ill last night with the flu. She will be fine, but Felicity will be taking care of her.” “That’s too bad, and that’s fine. I only really need one maid for my personal needs, will you need any help Anaïs?” “No, ill be fine.” “Oh yeah, before I forget, do you know if y’all have volleyballs and a net?” “I believe we do. I can go check for you when you’re on the group date.” “That would be great! Thank you Anaïs!” She smiled. “It’s nothing. You should be getting ready.” I look at the time. I should. I have to be there in 30 minutes. That was plenty of time. I nod and give a smile.
While Anaïs was doing my makeup, I thought about the girls I would be with. Venus Vale. I hadn’t talked to her really, but she seemed nice. I knew who she was for a long time. People would always ask for jewelry that would go well with a specific look. Most of those looks were by Venus Vale. Aada Maier. I had already met Aada we were on the plane together, so she was one of the first selected I met besides Avalyn. Besides, I didn’t really know Aada. I didn’t know any of the girls, to be honest. Fleur Quinn. I had not formally talked to Fleur yet. I saw her get very drunk during the ball though. That thought made me laugh. Fleur had left me a card under my door Christmas morning too. Clara Éclair. I had not crossed paths with her yet. She seems nice and I have heard her baking is amazing. I’m pretty sure she baked a cake for Marshal or Fleur. One of those or maybe both. ———– I had 5 minutes till I had to be at the date. So far I was successful in finding my way. On my way there, someone grabbed my shoulder. “Misty, it’s me. Can you tell me about what happened to Amber?” I turn to see Eden, a worried look on his face. Shit, what do I do? Take a deep breath, Misty. “She’s fine now. She got into an accident. She was unconscious for a bit and had to go into surgery. They had to put a couple pins in her leg to heal properly.” “That’s too bad. Well, I better be getting back, nice seeing you!” “Nice seeing you too Eden,” I say back.
I had 3 minutes. I knew my way. Thank god I wasn’t wearing heels. Anaïs left my hair down, plus I could put it up. I made it there and pulled my hair into a neat ponytail. Venus was hitting the ball. I walk over to the other girls and give a small curtsy. It was weird curtsying without a dress. Apologizing, I explain that a guard pulled me aside and I couldn’t say no. I look at Vee’s ball. “Wow, your good!” Noticing me, everyone exchanged hellos. Vee admitted that she was a natural. She was though. “Are you sure you haven’t played before Vee?” I had the tendency to use nicknames right off the bat. She looked like she didn’t mind.
Before Vee could answer, Clara started talking. “I was originally planning on going last since I wanted time to watch and learn, but since you came late would you want to go after me?” “I’m fine with any turn,” I respond. Vee got a turn to answer my question. It was her first time playing, but when she plays, she gets competitive and does her best. She also thanked up and gave us a little bow. “That’s true. Now whos next?” I ask. “It’s you or Clara,” Aada replies. “I guess I’ll go since Clara wants to watch.” Vee lifts her mallet and waves it like a flag sort of. “Gooo Misty!” “You’ll do a good job I’m sure,” Aada says with a smile. I laugh, thanking Aada and Vee, grab a mallet and walk up to an unused ball at the start. I look at everyone’s balls and decide which one to hit. I didn’t really pick a specific one to hit. Letting out a sigh, I hit the ball hard enough to go through the first two loops. “Well done!” Aada says. “Thanks!” I reply Vee claps at my hit. “Yay!” Turning her head to look at Clara, “Your turn, hun.” “Good luck,” I respond. She hits the ball passed 2 loops, but went around them, giving a small laugh after the ball came to a halt. “Well it was a good try,” she says. We encourage her saying better luck next time. Vee raises her hand in a high five saying, “You go, girl!” Clara gives Vee a high five “One for you Mist,” Vee says, turning to me and raises her hand. I had never really got called ‘Mist’ before. I actually liked the nickname so I didn’t mind it. Returning the high five, thanking her. She does the same for Aada, but Aada didn’t return it. Instead, she touches Vee’s arm saying, “We should do this more often.”
I raise my eyebrow at the sight. They were giving looks at each other. I knew they didn’t have the best history, but still. I ended up facepalming and shaking my head. It was silent. Vee shrugs, walking to the drink table. I follow her. I felt like I was dying over here. “God its too hot for winter. How do y’all live through summer 24/7?” “We shed our skin every week,” Vee whispers. That made me laugh. She asked where I was from, and we ended up talking out Waverly .
We keep taking our turns talking and having an overall good time. Vee had the idea to do 20 questions, and we all agreed. Turns out Fleur was an extra in Harry Potter. When I mentioned that I had read and watched the movies too many times, she wiped her head toward me as fast she could to ask who my favorite character was. I replied that my favorite character was either Luna or Tonks. We went on to talk about how the sorting hat was the sassiest character. It was true though. We all agreed Dramione is the best ship in the series. Thank god I found people who ship them. All of my Harry Potter friends ship Harry and Draco. I don’t get how that would work. Aada mentioned how Princess Quinn sort of looks like Hermione. The thought had crossed my mind a couple of time, but I hadn’t really thought about it in depth before. Fleur mentioned that she watched the movies before reading the books. I gave her a good lecture about that. Aada hadn’t seen or read any of them so the Harry Potter conversation died down. Nate, surprisingly, didn’t say a thing. He just stood there smiling. He was probably happy that we were getting along.
Aada asked a question on what do see you doing in the future. For me, it would be taking over the shop. I still kind of can’t believe I am in the selection. Vee joked being queen but saying her channel would be a backup. I asked if she was still vlogging and she responded saying she was taking a break. Aada said her and Victoria were moving in together. That took me by surprise. More tension was building up between Aada and Vee that resulted in me facepalming. Fleur wanted to be an actress, ideally with an Oscar. She also brought up on of the ten of us left will princess and eventually, we agreed that it was a weird thought. Vee said she might be the future Queen adviser. Imagining Vee running a selection scared us all. We went on to talk about our heroes. I didn’t really have one. Vee’s was the queen, Fleur and Aada’s were their moms. Turns out Fleur is a lawyer as well as an actress. Aada also mentioned she wanted to go to medical school. We joked that if Aada was picked she would have an epic name. “Her royal highness, Dr. Aada,” Fleur added. Nate asked if we were more of a clean or messy person. We all said clean, but Clara said messy. She was a baker after all. Clara asked if we were more of a cat or dog person. Everyone said dog but I said cat. Vee, being who she was, said exotic animals. When asked what her favorite animal was she answered snakes. Fleur and I agreed she sounded like Taylor Swift.
There was a few more questions and answers. I started to zone out. I was worried about Amber. Getting my thoughts together, we finished our game. I had a lot of fun. I had bonded with so many girls to the point I felt they were some of my really good friends. ————- Making my way to my room I remembered I would practice some volleyball. I used to play a lot. When the selection started, the season was just starting. I still went to my room. Anaïs informed me that they had a court and volleyballs. I would probably see a couple guards at the gym. I stayed in the same outfit because there was no way I was playing in a dress. I could practice for an hour or so till I had to go to my room.
Anaïs showed me the way to the court. There was already a net set up. Finding the cart of volleyballs, I decided I would start off with spikes. I could jump really high, which was a plus. As I spiked another ball, a person came in. The person, probably a guard, was staring at me. “Hello,” I say to him landing on my feet. He stood there. “That was a fantastic spike, Lady Misty.” I took me a minute to register who it was. “Zach, what are you doing here?”
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robitomalo · 5 years ago
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So good I had to share! Check out all the items I'm loving on @Poshmarkapp #poshmark #fashion #style #shopmycloset #havaianas #mistylane: https://posh.mk/ZkYinqGZ50
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victorianwardrobe · 8 years ago
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1980s Vintage Misty Lane Navy & White Striped Pants, Wide Leg, Size 11-12, Rayon Blend, Back Zipper, 1980s Fashion Pants, Vintage Clothing
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ask-misty · 4 years ago
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"You wanna trade Top Bolt cards??"
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Fun Fact: Mistyfly & Thunderlane used to collect and trade Top Bolt cards as foals! Who would have thought they would have their own editions in the future? ~ 
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ask-misty · 5 years ago
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"Hey, Mistyfly! Do you know a good place to take a nap and hide from the Captain?"
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“Oh, heh, of course! You know that like rainbow waterfall? Well behind there is like the fluffiest and most nap worthy bunch of clouds!
Pretty cool huh?” 
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ask-misty · 5 years ago
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Thunderstream
Precious MistyLane baaaby aaaah
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ask-misty · 5 years ago
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Mistylane! =3 
Mistyfly x Thunderlane 
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ask-misty · 5 years ago
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Mistylane & Cookies XD 
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mistylane059-blog · 7 years ago
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Challenge 3
A/N: Heya! sorry for this being a tiny bit late. Thanks to @phaniecastello and @quinn-schreave for the RPs. mentions of @nathaniel-schreave, @mallory-schreave, and the Hot Misses. This is a shortie of 987 words. Once again, sorry for any mistakes. Enjoy!
I hear a knock on my door. Who could that be? None of my maids are here. Cant be Nate. Hm, maybe one of the Hot Misses. I pause my music and set down my book. I had to catch up on the mangas I'm reading.
I walk to the door and open it. “Oh hi Stephanie, wasn't it?” Why was she here?  Maybe Secret Santa?
She stands, smiling with one of her hands on her back. “Hello! Yup, that's my name,” she says with a chuckle.
I give a laugh. “Do you need anything?”
“Yes, actually, I-,” she frowns for a second, continuing to say, “Can I come in?”’
I open the door more while saying, “Totally! Come on in.”
“Thank you! So, I'm here to give you this,” She shows a small package. “I’m your Secret Santa,” she says with a grin.
“That's what I thought,” I laugh and take the package. “Thank you!”
“Yeah, sorry for all the awkward mystery,” She says with a chuckle. “Go ahead, open it!”
I open it up to see and ION Snap Cam. A kid back in Junior High had one of these that he carried around EVERYWHERE. “Holy crap, thanks, Phanie!” I say with a smile. “This will be perfect for around the palace!”
“I’m so glad you like it! I don't know much about photography, but I have seen you taking pics everywhere and that mustn't be comfortable to carry around, so this solves the problem.”
I laugh; “The camera is kind of hard to take around the palace everywhere so this will be perfect!”
“It also records video and it connects wireless to your social media and makes live streams and stuff, well I guess there's more about it in a manual, cause I try to memorize everything but I wouldn't trust my memory,” Phanie says scoffing a laugh (which was pretty obvious.)
“That's cool!”
She smiles saying, “I will leave you to it, then. Merry Christmas! See you downstairs at dinner.” She walks towards the door, pausing and turns around “love your dress, by the way.”
“Thanks! See you downstairs! Merry Christmas!” I say smiling and giving a small wave at the door. Phanie also smiles and waves.
I close the door going back to my bed. I set the camera and wrapping on the bed stand so I can set it up later. I returned to my book. I hear the door open. It was Anaïs, Felicity, and Belle. “Heya!”
“Hello Lady Misty, we need to do some cleaning in here. Would you mind heading down to the Women's Room please?” Anaïs says from the doorway to the bathroom. I look up from my book. “Yeah. I should probably go to the Women’s Room anyway,” I say with a laugh. I grab my phone, earbuds and place it in a clutch. I continue to read my book, walking out the door.
I hear footsteps behind me but I wasn't bothered by it. “It’s dangerous to read and walk at the same time y’know,” a voice says. I look up and turn around. “I know, I just tend to do it,”I say with a laugh. “Your Princess Quinn, right?”
She gives a nod. “That's me. And you are?”
“Misty, the selected from Waverly.”
Quinn extends her hand toward me. Nice to meet you.”
I shake her hand. “Nice to meet you too!”
“So have you enjoyed your stay?”
“Very much so! Yall have great staff and such a nice place! I'm guessing it's weird having like 30 girls dating your brother?”
“Its funny, I didn't think he could get one.”
I laugh, “Well you would be surprised how many girls would DIE to be married to Prince Nate, let alone be in his Selection.”
“Then they meet him,” she teased.
“I guess so,” I say with a laugh. “You would not believe how much tension there was when I found out I was a selected. I was in public when I found out,”I say, laughing while I recalled that day at archery.
“What happened?” Quinn asks.
“I was at archery, and we had the report streaming in the back, and when I heard my name called, all the eyes were on me. You could see the jealousy in the other girl's eyes.”
“Did you hit them with an arrow?”
“I hit the wooden board under the target with an arrow,” I say with a laugh. Thank god that arrow was ok.
“My sister would have totally aimed at those girls.”
Well, she only has one other sister so I'm pretty sure she's talking about Mal. “I bet Princess Mallory would do that based on the encounters I've heard about,” I say with a laugh. “Have you tried any sports that interested you?”
“Oh god, no. I'm super uncoordinated.”
I give a small laugh; “You do need to be coordinated for sports. Well, i better be getting on my way. See you around!” I smile and continue to walk to the Women’s Room. I give a small wave when Quinn says, “Nice meeting you!”
I turn around for a second. “You too!” And I continue to walk, still looking at my book.
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“No, no, no, this cant be finished,” I say quietly in order not to disturb the others. I stared at the cover of my manga, Attack On Titan volume 23. I checked my phone for the date. Ugh, I have to wait till April till it comes out in English. I have an urge to rant to my self but I don't. I pause my music placing everything in my clutch.
I open the door to my room to see my maids sewing. I should probably be getting ready for dinner. “Anaïs, could you do my hair like you did it a couple days ago?” She did a half up, half down with french braids. I sigh before picking out a dress.
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mistylane059-blog · 7 years ago
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Challenge 2
A/N: Sorry for this being a little late. I've been super busy. but anyway sorry for any mistakes and thanks to @nathaniel-schreave for the RP.
I grab for my glasses. “I hate being nearsighted,” I mumble walking out onto the balcony taking out the ponytail braids that I slept in last night. “Anaïs, is it possible to bring a cup of coffee to my room before breakfast?”
“Yes Miss, please excuse me while I go get a cup of coffee. Felicity and Belle should be coming any moment now.” She said bowing her head.
“Ok, thank you Anaïs,” I said, sitting down. I had woken up early today. 5:00 to be exact, but it gave me time to do whatever I want. It was just about sunrise. “Jesus it's early,” I said when I heard a knock at my door. “Miss, its Felicity, and Belle,” Belle said.
“Come in,” I  said as Belle and Felicity came in. Felicity, of course, had her nose in a book, while Belle set down the basket of sewing supplies and started sewing a new dress. “Good morning miss,” Belle and Felicity said in unison.
“Good morning,” I responded.
Anaïs came in with a cup of coffee in hand, placing it on my bedside table. “Lady Misty you have a date with the prince today,” Anaïs told me. Oh god. I have a date with the PRINCE OF ILLEA AND THE HEIR TO THE FREAKIN THRONE! It can't be that bad, can it? He seems like a chill guy. He’s interested in music and learning how to use a camera. “Ok, thank you Anaïs,” I say with a smile.
I pick out a 2 piece outfit. Black in color, long flowy skirt with a sleeveless-crop top length top. All together it looked like a dress. For hair, Felicity did a ‘mess blowout’ look. For makeup, she only really did foundation, blush, highlight, mascara, eyeliner and a pink lip. Today was more of a fierce look.
I grabbed my camera and headed to the gardens before breakfast. My maids were worried that I would need a sweater. It was only 60 degrees, I'm from Waverly. Whats with these Angeles people; 60 degrees isn't cold. Once there I (of course) took some pictures hence why I brought my camera. I was just about to leave when Jordan came in. I had a nice conversation with her then I had to leave if I was going to have enough time to put my camera away and head to breakfast.
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I had 3 hours till the prince was going to pick me up. I stayed in my room editing pictures and listening to music (of course). I asked my maids if they could leave me be. They were only sewing now. I was ambivert; I needed time to myself. Editing was hard when you are in the selection, plus I’ve taken at least 50 pictures in the past week. I finished that quickly. Only took an hour. Since I still had time to kill, I dug out my jewelry making kit. I made a bracelet that connects to a ring. It was quite easy actually. I made a bracelet that had a chain of red beads with a smaller gold bead in between. The ends met at a charm that looks like a flower in the middle. From there the charm connected another chain of red and gold beads. In the middle of that chain, there was a smaller charm. Then that connected to a ring with a similar charm/bead. It took about an hour and a half to make 2.
Since I still had 30 minutes to kill, I went to the balcony to take some pictures. I could not get over the view. I took a couple and edited them. Then I heard a knock at my door. I quickly turned off my camera, closed my balcony door and set my camera on my bed. I look up from my phone, pausing my music. “Come in.”
I see Prince Nate walk in, and look around. “Uh, are you ready?”
“Yeah.” I stand to give a tiny curtsy and smoothing out the skirt part of my ‘dress’.  
“Let's go.”
I walk toward the door.” Alright! Where are we going anyway?”
“Wait, do you have your camera?”
“Hold on, let me get it.”
I walk back to my room to find my camera at the same place. I grab it, stringing the strap across my chest. I get back as fast as I could. “Ok, I'm back.”
“Sorry I made you go back,” he says apologetically.
“Oh, it's fine. It's still weird not bringing it everywhere with me.”
Prince Nate gives a laugh. “You have it now.”
I give a small laugh in return. “Yup! So am I teaching you how to use a camera?”
“Yeah!”
We arrive at, what it says, the public music room. The doors were propped open so I get a glimpse into the room itself. It's big. Like really big. “Go in there,” Nate says.
I walk in and give a look around. There are instruments scattered everywhere. I had the temptation to grab for my camera and start taking pictures of every instrument I see. I held myself back. “Wow! This room is amazing!”
He smiles and looks around. “Yeah, its one of my favorites.”
“I can see that,” I say giving a smile. I walk around the room lightly touching the different instruments.
Prince Nate points to a piano. “That piano is my favorite.”
“It really is beautiful,” I respond. I walk over to that piano and turn on my camera. I take a picture of the keys from a downward angle.
“Wait, wait, wait, how do you do that?” Nate asks.
“Well instruments are my specialty,” I say giving a smile. “Don't worry, I'll show you how to take a shot like this.”
“Okay,” he responds with a smile.
Well, first things first you need to know how to work the camera,” I say giving a small laugh. “To turn it on you switch this dial.” I turn a dial on the top right corner. I place the camera in his hands. The prince gives a nod. “Got it.”
“NOw once you turn it on a screen turns on. My camera is picky so you need to turn the lens, so you push this button and turn the lens till you can’t anymore.” I demonstrate pushing the button and turning the lens.
“And this is all to take one picture?” Nate asks with a sort of confused but also chocked face.
“Oh, there's a lot more,” I say giving a laugh.
“Now the same dial with the button on it is your zoom.” I point out a dial on the lens with a grip around it. “The smaller dial is for focus.” I also point out a smaller dial below the zoom, I point out a button onside the on/off switch. “And this is what you press to take a picture.” I point out a rubber hole at the top of the camera. “I tend to use the viewfinder, but for you, I would use the screen.” I click a button to the right of the screen with the letters ‘LV’ on it and the room (more like the floor) pops up on the screen.
“Oh my, how do you remember this all?”
“Becomes muscle memory really. It's like how you remember how to play a song on the guitar or piano.”
“Can I try to take a couple without help,” Nate asks raising an eyebrow.
“Go ahead. I'll try to stay quiet,” I say giving a laugh.
Nate points to a place in the room. “Go stand over there.”
“Ok,” I say walking over to the same spot.I immediately see what he is going to do. “Wait, are you going to take a picture of me?”
He gives a smile. “Yeah. Do some something.”
“Alright.” I gove a smile and put my hand on my hip. He takes a couple pictures. How I know is I can hear the shutter go off. “Can we look at them?”
I walk over to him.“ So to see the picture you click this button.” I point out a button on the top left of the camera. “From there you can use this to go back and forth between pictures.” I point to another button with an ‘ok’ in the middle.
He pushes the buttons and laughs. “These are all blurry.”
I look over to see the blurry pictures of me and give a small laugh. “You didn't turn the second dial.”
He purses his lips. “Oh… well oops.”
“Takes a little to get used too. Took me a solid month to get everything down,”I confess giving a laugh. “How about I take an artsy picture of you? I know how to make little dots appear in the background.”
He laughs saying, “I have enough pictures of me.”
“Well you are the prince,” I also give a laugh. “What if I show you how to take a non- blurry photo?”
“Sure, help me out a bit.”
I laugh. “Well, you need to mess around with the small dial.”
Nate lightly taps it making the smaller ring turn. “Are they going to be unblurry now?”
“Depends on what way you turned it.”
“Turned it? I pushed it.”
“Same thing. Based on what direction you pushed it.”
Nate chuckles; “I pushed it down.”
“It should make it a tiny bit less blurry I think. But try it.”
“Go back to where you were standing before,” he says pointing to the same place.
“Alright.” I walk back to the same spot and strike the same pose.
He takes a couple pictures and looks at them. “Okay, these ones don't look that blurry.”
I walk back and peer at the camera. “Push the dial a bit more.”
He pushes the dial and says, “Okay, last try then a give up.”
“Photography is hard.” I walk back to the same place, yet again, and strikes a pose.
He looks down at the camera. “Did these turn out?” I look at the camera.
“Yup! Good job,” I say.
“Wait really?”
“Yup!”
“Im practically professional,” he says with a laugh.
“Just a bit of practice and you'll be AMAZING! Now, do you want to learn how to take pictures of instruments?”
“Sure.”
“May I have the camera first please,” i say giving a small laugh. He hands it over.
“Well, i would start you on taking pictures of the piano.” I walk over to the piano that Nate really likes. “Its pretty easy, just point the camera at the keys at whatever angle take the picture.” I demonstrate. I hand over the camera to Nate and he does what I did.“How’s that?”
I look at the camera. “Great! Now try from a different angle.”
He stands on his tiptoes to get a different angle. “I think this one is cool.”
I look at the picture. I never thought of that angle. “That's really cool!”
“Thanks.” He replies.
“You're picking up this photography thing really quickly! Now let's try a different instrument. Which one do you want to try?”
He looks around the room. He points to an instrument. “The cello.”
I smile and walk over to the cello. I get really excited. “I've never done a cello. I've done a violin though. Alright, try a cool angle on the cello.”
He hands over the camera. “Here, you try.”
I take the camera. “If you insist.” I give my ‘thinking look’. I take the cello and set it on a chair. I take the bow setting it on top of the strings. I place my camera on the bottom left corner and take a picture. I place the cello back and look at the picture. “Oo, that's a good one!”
“Let me see,” Nate says tilting his head to get a better view. I point the screen to Nate so he can get a better view. “That's a good one!”
“Thanks! Now you try.” I hand over the camera.
“Okay.” He takes the camera and takes a side shot of the cello.” How about that?”
I look at the camera and smile. “Well done! Now, what do you want to try?” Nate looks at his watch.“ Oh shoot, I have to get back and work, is it okay if I walk you back to your room or the women’s room?”
“Alright, i was planning to go to my room after this. And yeah, I'm fine with you walking me back.”
“Okay, let's go.” He offers his arm. I'm still not used to this. I take his arm. “Alright.”
“I’m sorry that I had to end this.”
“Oh its fine, gives me more time to hang out in my room.” I give a laugh.
“Do you like it there?”
“My room?��
“Yeah.”
“Yeah, It gives me the privacy to do whatever want from reading to playing music without having to use earbuds.”
He nods. “Yeah, I get that.”
“If I didn't work at a jewelry shop I would probably be in my room most of the time.”
“Oh yeah,” he snaps his fingers;”Waverleys Jewelry right?”
“Got that right. Waverly’s number 1 jewelry shop.”
Look at you go,” he says with a smirk. Wait that was a smirk right? Oh my effing god he smirked. I just give a laugh. “Thanks! I had a great time by the way.”
“I did too!” he replies.
I look to see door #32. My room. “Here we are.” We unlink arms. Nate smiles.
“I had fun,” he says.
“Same here!” I open my door and step inside. “See you around,” I say giving a smile and giving a small wave. He smiles and waves too. I close the door and let out a sigh. What a day it's been.
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Practice Challenge 2
((Heya! So figured out how to put it on Tumblr!! Thanks to @avalyn-cadly and @ladyaadamaier for the RP!! Sorry if there are any mistakes. Also, this is a long one (sorry Grace and Claire)))
I take my stance, knock my bronze arrow and aim. “It's time for me to buy new arrows. All of these are bent in one way or another.”
“They're fine, at least they don’t swerve like mine do,” Amber says knocking her arrow. I pull my hand back from the string letting the arrow fly. 10 pointer!“ I say lowering my bow. The report was playing in the back. I start to hear names and provinces being said by Harvey Steve. There is no way I'm going to be a selected, I think. There were at least 50 girls there when I turned in my application.
I knock another arrow onto my wooden bow and take aim still listening to the report in the background. “From Waverly, Miss Misty Lane!” Harvey Steve says on the TV. I accidentally fire and my arrow hits the wood below the target. I get startled by the sound of the arrow hitting the wood. I look up at the TV behind us. It shows my picture, a bad one in my opinion. “ I’M A SELECTED,” I say in pure shock (And maybe yelling a little too loud). All the heads turn. I can feel it. All the parents watching their kids, the people in my class shooting, and our coach, Aidan.
I turn to Amber who was shooting next to me. “Congrats ‘Lady Misty’” Amber says in a teasing way. “You know you could be Queen.” She says as we put our bows on the rack.
“Shut up Amber,” I say nudging her. But that thought hit me. “I could be queen”, and that thought scared me.
“Are your parents in the shop ?” Amber says.
“I believe so. Wait, do you think they're watching the report on the TV in the back?” “Probably, call your Mom or something,” she says. Since we live upstairs from the shop, it's easy getting in and out so our parents are probably there.
I dial my mom's number as Amber and I step outside. I hear the ring that I somewhat hated. She picked up.  “Mom, are you in the shop?”
“Yes.”
“Where exactly?”
“Whereby the counter with Amber’s parents.” I hear Dad say. I must be on speaker.  “Are you watching the report?”
“No, why?” Mom says.
“Are you recording it?” “Yes, but why.” “Go to the back and skip to the part where they announce the selected.”
“Why can't we watch it later?”
“Just watch it, ok.”
“Alright, Love you.”
“Love you too,” I say as I hang up.
My phone vibrates in my coat pocket a minute later. I look to see it Mom calling. “Can you put me on speaker so Amber can hear,” she says, so I put her on speaker “WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST TELL US THAT YOU WERE A SELECTED!” Mom yelled through the phone. For a second I thought I was in trouble. “I wanted you to find out on your own,” I say. Congrats Misty,” Mrs. Katie and Mr. Noah said. “Thanks,” I say back.
“So how did you find out you were a selected?” I hear Dad say on the phone. I give a nervous laugh. “Umm, well, the report was playing in the background and when I was aiming I heard Harvey Steve say my name. I accidentally fired my arrow into the wood below the targets. I don’t think my arrow is damaged but yeah,” I say and let out a big sigh. “Alright, we’re proud of you but we have to go close the shop. We will see both of you at home,” Mom says to me after my rant. “Alright, see you then!” I said then I hung up.
Amber and I head inside. It was cold out. 37 degrees Fahrenheit, which is cold. Once inside I grabbed my arrow from the floor. I headed back when I heard Simon say my name. God, I hated him. He was always so annoying during class. “Congrats on being a selected,” he said with a sheepish grin. I looked at him dead in the eye. “Thanks, and don’t go bragging that you know the selected girl from Waverly.”
“Fine,” He said with disappointment. I always knew how to crack him.
The class finally ended. It was time to go home. Out of Amber and I, I was the better driver, so I drove. The range wasn’t that far, only 15 ish minutes away. Those 15 minutes felt like forever. Once we arrived at home I grabbed a cup of water and was surprised with a hug from the waist down. I turn to look who that would be. “Yusuf! I didn’t see you there!” I turn around and pick him up. Yusuf was my 5-year-old cousin. “Wow, your getting big!”
“Mom says I’m becoming a big boy!”
“You definitely are! Have you seen anyone else?”
“Noo,” He said shaking his head. “I wanted to see you first!” I was dying of cuteness. What a perfect way to end this crazy day.
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The next couple weeks were a blur. We had A LOT more customers come in once the province-newspaper mentioned that I was the daughter of Waverly’s Jewels owner and that I help make jewelry for them. Then we had the people from the palace come talk to us about the selection. That part was weird. Literally every time one of the people from the palace came to talk to me and my parents, I would be at my desk, with my left earbud in listening to the radio, making a ring, but I rolled with it. All the officials from the palace were really sweet.
After that, I started packing. “T- minus 3 days,” I say to myself in my bedroom. I pack enough to fit in my crossbody bag. I call it my ‘Mary Poppins bag’. It can fit just about anything. I put in my contacts and glasses (I'm severely nearsighted so I need contacts or glasses), my e-reader, earbuds, my phone, camera, and my travel jewelry making supplies. I also pack my travel ukulele in its case. It's nice because its called a ‘peanut ukulele’ because it's the shape of a peanut (that makes it small), but it's also quiet and there's a place to plug in an amp or headphones.
3 days later it's time for my send off. I hear my alarm go off. 7:15 AM it says once I turn it off. I get out of bed, rub my eyes and put on my glasses. I walk over to my closet. I put on our Selection Uniform that they provided when they came to measure me. We also had to wear our province flower. For me, that was a rose. I chose a yellowish-pink rose that they also provided me.  I also grab a pink jacket because it’s cold in Waverly now. Plus I can easily get cold. For jewelry I put on a crystal necklace that I wear just about every day; I also put on studded earrings and a simple bangle with a piece of amber encasing a tiny shell. The bracelet, of course, reminds me of Amber. I brush my teeth, wash my face and put on a little bit of mascara and lipstick, and finally brush my hair out.
I grab my crossbody bag and my peanut ukulele. By this time it was 8:25 AM. I take one last gander at my room. “I’m gonna miss this room,” I say to myself in the doorway. I turn off my lights and start to head to the kitchen. The kitchen was also in the ‘back’ of the store where the TV was.
On my way downstairs I knocked on Amber's door to see if she was there. Amber is an early bird so she’s usually out of bed by now. “Come in,” she says. I turn the doorknob and step inside. “Heya it me, are you ready to go downstairs?” She’s in her bathroom putting in an earring. She looks about ready. “Yeah, hold on.” I walk over to where she was and planted my arm on one of her shoulders. “Hey, don’t rub it in!”
“Who’s going to do it in when I’m gone!” She laughs. “Ok fine, I’ll let you do it this once.” I’ve always been on the taller side. I’m currently 5’7 ish and she’s 5’5.
We start to head downstairs. “I can’t believe you're going to be gone all the way on the west coast!”
“ I know! Hard to believe quite honestly. I’m going to miss all of y’all here at the shop.”
“I’ll make sure that our parents are watching the report every week.”
“Thanks,” I say grinning.
After 20 ish steps, we are in the kitchen. “Hi Mom, Hi Dad.”
“Good morning,” Amber says. Dads reading the newspaper and Mom’s making tea for herself. I’m a coffee gal and so is Amber, so I make some for each of us. I grind the coffee beans, put them into the French Press and pour the leftover hot water Mom made. I put ice in two cups, press all the coffee beans down and pour some for both of us. We both like ice coffee more than hot coffee, but in the winter we will have it warm.
“Big day,” Mom says finally. “Yup, do you know when they're going to pick me up to go to time square?”
“I think at 10.” It was 9:45. I put on my shoes, tan-suede boots with pink laces.
Amber and I finish our coffee so we go open the shop. Maybe for a while. I don't know to be honest how long I’ll stay in Angeles. But I think everyone thinks that. We turn on all the lights, including the lights inside of the showcases,” open the drapes, unlock the door and turn the sign over. By that time the car to pick me up arrives.
I give everyone a hug. I give Amber the biggest hug. “Now try not to die when I’m away,” I say to her looking straight into her eyes. “I won’t, don’t worry you have to call me every day though.” Our parents both have the hugest grins on their face. I think they think things like that are adorable. I give Amber one last hug as I say “I will.”
She decided to come with me in the car to my send off, even though it was literally 5 minutes away by walking. We arrived in Town Square where it looks like EVERYONE who lived in that part of Waverly came. I got out the car, and got on the stage they set up in the middle. There stood the Mayor. Below the stage were news reporters. I put on a smile and start to wave. “Please welcome, Our wonderful daughter of Illea, Lady Misty Lane!” The mayor said. I walked up the stairs to greet him in the middle.”Thank you to everyone who took time out of their day to come see my send off! I will be making sure I make Waverly proud!” I said projecting my voice. My send off was short because I needed to be at the airport at a certain time.
I give Amber one last hug before we go our separate ways. I was going to the airport and she was going to go get food then head back to the store. I was escorted by my driver Ben. I took a deep breath and glanced at Waverly for one last time (for a while I hope). I step into the car taking off my bags and placing them next to me.
“Ben,” I said once he was in the car. “What’s the drive time?”
“Hour and a half to two hours miss.”
“Ok, thank you,” I said and Ben smiled. I got out my phone and put on my headphones. I had a road trip playlist from a while back and lucky for me it was 2 hours long. I hit the first song, which was called ‘We Came to Party’. I pulled out my camera just in case there was a pretty shot. I ended up reading Carry On by Rainbow Rowell instead.
I got thro a good 30 chapters before I arrived at Labrador Airport. I was the first one there. “Lady Misty for your safety you will have to wait for the others inside,” Ben said. “Alright,” I say ad I am handed my bags. I look around. “Guess Waverly is closer than I thought,” I say as I give a small shrug. It wasn't too long till I saw another car pulls up. I turn to the sound of the doors opening. “That must be Avalyn,” I say as I recall the list of names and pictures we were provided. Then another girl follows her. “I think that Aada,” I say as the two girls approach me. “Hello, I'm Avalyn,” she says as she approaches me. “Hello, I'm Aada,” the other girl says. So I was right. I extended my hand to Avalyn first. “Hey, I'm Misty of Waverly.” I don't why I said ‘of Waverly’.
“Nice to meet you both,” Avalyn says as she shakes my hand back. I extended my hand toward Aada. She extends her hand to meet mine. “Nice to meet y’all,” I say.
“Nice to meet you too,” Aada says back.
I see a figure coming our way. “Who's that?” I say as Aada goes to sit in the corner. I join Aada in the corner with Avalyn following me. “I'm guessing that's Juliette,” Avalyn says as I sit down next to Aada. “I'm pretty sure you're right,” I say as Aada shifts to look out the window. Avalyn sits next to me. “Oh, sorry Aada.”
“It's fine, I just don't like flying.”
“It’ll be ok. The winds going across aren't that bad actually.”
“It's not as bad as it seems, trust me,” Avalyn said.
We tried to comfort her. “I’ve flown before,” Aada said. That made me feel a little weird.
“Have y’all been to Angeles?” I said. Avalyn nor Aada has been to Angeles, but Avalyn said that her brother had been there. I have been before for work. “How old is your brother?” Aada asked. “23, Misty do you have siblings?” Avalyn responded. “I have my unrelated sister Amber,” I said giving a small laugh. They both responded with an “Ah”. “I have a good friend like that,” Aada said.
“Is Juliette ok?” Aada adds. We all notice that she's sitting alone. I start to stand. “I'll go check,” I offer. “Hey, I'm Misty, do you want to sit with us?” I say gesturing to Avalyn and Aada as they give small waves. “No, I'm good. Thanks though.” Juliette said turning her head away from me. “Oh, Ok,” I say walking back. “Well, that didn't work,” I say sitting back down.
We finally see a palace officer. “I'm guessing its time to get on the plane,” Avalyn says. “Ladies, please come with me,” the officer says. “Oh thank god,” I say. He led us through a gated pathway surrounded by people. I put on a smile and waved. We finally make it to the plane. “Well this is it,” I say to Avalyn and Aada since Juliette didn't really want to talk. We all give one last smile before boarding.
I start to board. I look back to see the 3 other girls behind me still at the entry point. “Are yall coming?” I say. “Right behind you,” Avalyn says with Aada. I reach the plane and I'm greeted by a young woman. “Welcome Lady Misty,” she says. “Thank you,” I respond walking to the middle of the plane and sitting down. I take out my jewelry making supplies, camera, phone, and earbuds. I set all of this objects on the table and put my bags down. Avalyn takes a seat across from me pulling out a book. Aada also takes a seat. Juliette is somewhere in the back of the plane.
“Does anyone know how long the flight it?” Aada asks. “I’ll go check,” I say. I stand and walk over to the front of the plane. “Excuse me, how long is the flight?” I ask one of the flight attendants. “Little over 2 hours.” She said. “Ok, Thank you,” I say turning back to Avalyn and Aada.”2 ish hours,” I say sitting back down. “Only 2?” Aada asks. “Yup, Only 2 ish,” I respond.
I doze off a bit till I hear Aada say “I'm from the German Federation.”
“Really! I've only lived in Waverly!” I say giving a small laugh. We talk about Aada living in the German Federation for a good 5 minutes till our conversation dies down. I end up putting in an earbud to listen to music and start to make a bracelet. Whenever something big happens I make a bracelet commemorating it. I will probably be making a few during this journey.
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When we arrived in Angeles, there was a lot of people there. I just smiled and waved. I saw a couple people who were cheering me on. I recognized a 2 who I make jewelry for. That was sweet of her for coming. We made our way to the cars to go to the palace. It was only little ways from the palace.
Once we got there we got our before pictures and started our makeovers in the women’s room. I sat in a chair that they set up. The stylist started to brush out my straight, black hair and complimented me on how well I treat it.  I think we shouldn’t do too much to your hair because it's a good length and looks very good.  Would you be ok if I put in red highlight? They would look like your normal hair inside, but it would have a reddish tint to your hair.”
“That sounds good. I actually really like that idea!”
They put my hair in segments wrapping them in tin foil. The stylist took a brush and dipped into the bowl full of dye. He started to paint the dye into my hair,
While the dye was drying I got my nails done. They were painted in a deep pink-magenta color. Once that was done my hair was just about ready. My stylist took me to a washing bowl to rinse out my hair. They wrapped my hair in a towel and took me back to my station.
They blow dried my hair and brushed it out. I could see a little bit of a red tint to my hair already. The stylist curled my hair and put into a simple half up, half down. After the hair and nails, another stylist came. I’m pretty sure the stylist was the makeup artist.
She didn’t do much. I told her that my skin was sensitive so she didn’t do much. She put on a little bit of foundation, eyeliner, mascara and magenta lip. Apparently, I suit magenta because I'm covered in it. I look at myself with all the makeup on. “Thank you,”I say to the stylist.
I'm taken to a rack of dresses. I pick out navy blue dress with lace on the top. Its knee length and suits this blazing weather.I put on gold heels that I can surprising walk in. I did do ice skating till I was 12. Maybe that's why. It weird to think I'll have dresses that are custom fit. The women helping me told me that this was day dress and my evening dresses were in my room. I pin on a silvery name tag onto my chest. It read ‘Lady Misty Lane’. “What a beautiful name you have.” the young women said.
“Thanks!” I said back.
I'm lead to another backdrop with a camera. “Smile,” the photographer said. I did as told. “You look beautiful Lady Misty,” the photographer said. “Thank you,” I say back with a polite smile.
I go to find my room. Grace Hall, room 32. I eventually found it. I step inside to see my things hung onto a chair. I immediately go over to the balcony. I open the door to be greeted by the ocean. I took a deep breath and was greeted by the sweet smell of the ocean. It was beautiful. The sound, the blue waters. “What a day it's been” I mumble to myself feeling the breeze. This is going to be one heck of an adventure.
Archery Terms:
Knock: placing an arrow on the string of a bow
Shoot/Fired: To release the arrow letting it fly
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