I walked in the door of my ever so lovely house, "Speak Now" playing off in the distance. I turned into the living room and stopped dead in my tracks. All 17 of my sisters were sitting in the room... divided! 9 on one side, 9 on the other. Becki marched up to me from the left side. "Chwoose nwow and chwoose wiswy." She gridded through her teeth in her infamous 'five-year-old-southern-accent'. "It's all up to you." Emmi exclaimed. I dropped my backpack in confusion. "What on earth is going on?!" I demanded.
The next thing I knew, I woke up on the couch with an ice-pack on my head. "Wha-a-a happened?" I said, meekly. "Luci told you that we were getting a Pullip, Blanche to be exact, and then swifter than Taylor Swift, you had passed out." Autumn explained in her shy yet strong English voice. Suddenly, I felt like passing out again, but I refused to. A Pullip. Hmm... Pullip. P-U-L-L-i-P. The word rang through my head like a forever vibrating bell. "So...? Are you for or against getting a creepy Puke-llip?" Marisol stammered. I could feel all 17 eyes staring at me coldly. That was it, I couldn't take it anymore! I ran. I ran till I couldn't run anymore. I ran to my best friend's house. Remember Cindy?
"Do-Re-Mi-987!" I screamed at her open window. A long rope fell from the heavens, and I began to climb. This is what I do. Almost every day at 5:00 I come to Cindy's house and climb up that same ladder. We figured saying "Throw the rope down!" is too obvious, and could signal un-wanted people. I rolled off the roof onto Cindy's floor. "Your early!" She exclaimed. I looked at the clock, it read 4:59. The normal Nicki Carolynn would laugh, but not today. Cindy immediately new something was up. "What's up?" She wondered. "May I?" I asked as I picked up her Mackbook Air. Cindy rolled her eyes at me and joined me at the computer. I googled the word "Pullip". Yes, I know what they are, I just want to see what this "Pullip Blanche" was! PullipStyle.com. I clicked on it. "What is this all about?" I ignored Cindy's question. I searched in the bar "Blanche". She popped up.
I stared at the computer. In awe. Cindy's mouth dropped to the floor. "No, not Blanche. Something more elegant... Charli." I whispered. Cindy nodded, silently, still in awe.
~Nicki Carolynn
[Sam's Note: Yes, it's official. I will be purchasing a Pullip before the end of the year. I am not abandoning AG. Truthfully, I want a Pullip so I can experiment with more legit poses. (Pullips have human-like joints) I will also rewig her and give her freckles. I am trying to find a wig like THIS.]