Saturday, January 15, 2011

Arrival

"Here you are." A lady said.

I was in a Brown Shipment box, on the way to one Melanie's house.
She picked up my box, which contained me and a couple of outfits, and walked to Melanie's doorstep.
She placed me down ever so slightly then left.


The butterflies in my stomach multiplied.


"OHMYGOD!" A stuffy voice yelled, then picked me up and took me inside.

"RITA RITA RITA RITA!" The voice screamed.

She's a spaz..........

AWESOME!!!

She got a knife, opened the shipment box, opened all of the outfits, then picked me up.

I went face-to-face with a smiling girl with light brown hair in a bun and pretty blue eyes. I smiled.

Melanie.

"Hi Rita!" She smiled, then began to open me.

-;-

"LOVELY RITAAAAAA METERR MAID!" Melanie screamed. She was home alone, she was sick, and she was ecstatic for getting me.

I was placed by a doll with Long platinum blonde hair and chocolate eyes, a doll with grey eyes and wavy brown hair, a doll with short black hair with red highlights and brown eyes, and a doll with curly brown hair and hazel eyes.

"Rita?" The blonde girl asked.
"Is it you?" Grey eyes asked.
"I think it is!" Hazel eyes smiled.
"Me too!" Red highlights exclaimed.

"H-h-hi, I'm Rita Pilchard" I stuttered.
"RITA!" They all exclaimed and hugged me.

I soon learned that the girl with the blonde hair is Julia and is HILARIOUS!
The girl with grey eyes and wavy hair is named Molly, and she's got MAJOR talent.
The girl with red highlights is named Jess and she has pretty much been EVERYWHERE!
Finally, I learned that the girl with curly hair is named Becca, who is kind of a snob, but means well.

I have other sisters too! I'm the thirteenth doll! I feel so special. I always wanted to have a bunch of sisters, and now... Here I am!

LOVELY RITA HAS ARRIVED!
*Rita

Monday, January 10, 2011

They Love Me

"DONE!" I exclaimed. I finished my math homework.

Note to Rita;

MATH ISN'T YOUR FRIEND.

"QUICK EVERYONE WORKERS! GET INTO YOUR BOXES!" A blonde doll yelled to everyone.

The factory went into hysterics.

I, already sitting in my box, just put on the lid and took everything inside it.

A worker walked down and put a piece of paper on 4 dolls.

"Huhm" He said, looking at all of the #33's.
"Where's this Rita?" He asked.

My.Heart.Skipped.A.Beat.

"Oh here!" He exclaimed, picking up my box.

My eyes bulged open.
I cracked the top open and looked out for Sonny, Kenna, Annie, and Mikayla.

They started running after the man.
"WHERE ARE YOU GOING?" Sonny yelled.
"I THINK I'M GETTING ADOPTED!" I exclaimed.

They all stopped.
I stopped too.

Did.I.Just.Say.I.Was.Getting.Adopted.?

Me, Marita Kenley Pilchard, the unadoptable.

GETTING ADOPTED?

They all started cheering.

"RITA! RITA! RITA!" They chanted.

Sooner or later, everyone in the whole factory started chanting MY name!

I waved to everyone.
"RITA! Stay true to yourself out there in the real world, alright?" Sonny asked.
"And Tell Melanie that we're still here!" Kenna added.
"And don't forget to write on your blog EVERYDAY!" Annie smiled.
"Don't forget us! Sure, you're going to a home and all, but remember," Mikayla trailed off.

"WE LOVE YOU MARITA PILCHARD!" They all chorused.

I blinked back tears.

"I love you too!" My voice cracked.
The man turned the corner and opened the doors and all the views of the factory were gone forever.


MELANIE!
HERE.I.COME!

*Rita

Sunday, January 9, 2011

S-S-S-S-SCHOOL?

"Come ON, Lovely Rita!" Sonny groaned, dragging me to the front doors.

on Friday, I started School.

"I don't want to do it" I narrowed my eyes.
"WELL TOO BAD!" Sonny yelled. She has wanted to go to School ever since Molly brought it up.
"I don't think this is such a good idea" Kenna whispered.

Sonny and I stopped dead in our tracks and stared at Kenna.
"McKenna Beth Walters-" Sonny started.
"Sonny, I have a confession." Kenna sighed.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Actually it's two." Kenna's teal eyes were focused on her shoes.
"And they are..?" Sonny asked.
"One is that my last name really ISN'T Walters. It's Applee." Kenna sighed.

Sonny stood there for a moment, silent.

"Wow, the great Alison Harrison has shut her mouth" I joked.
Sonny swatted me. "Shurrup, Pillie"
"Are you mad?" Kenna asked, innocently.
"No! I actually like it better than Walters" Sonny brought Kenna into a hug.
"Why did you go by Walters though?" I asked.
"Because, I was kind of ashamed of the name Applee when I was younger. It was just so different. But now I know, thanks to you two, that being different is a good thing." Kenna smiled.
"Oh! I like the name Applee better than Walters" I smiled, agreeing with Sonny.

"What's the other confession?" Sonny asked.
"I don't like school" Kenna breathed.
"What? I thought you were ECSTATIC to get to school!" Sonny explained.
"Yeah, you were all smiles when Molly announced it." I exclaimed.
"It was a fake smile" Kenna sighed.
"Kenna Applee, a FAKE smile?" Sonny asked.
Kenna nodded.
"Well, don't let it happen again with the fake smile" Sonny wagged her finger at Kenna.
"Why don't you like school?" I asked, cutting to the chase.
"Kids used to make fun of me. They'd call me 'fatso' and crap like that." Kenna's teal eyes filled with tears.
"Oh Kenna!" I exclaimed, throwing my arms around her and bringing her in for a hug.
"Anyone who hurts you, hurts me." Sonny sighed.
"Sonny, are you..... crying?" Kenna asked.
"No! I'm sweating through my eyes." Sonny said, turning away.
Kenna and I shared a knowing look.

"Come on, let's get to school before this mush-fest kills me." Sonny intended.
"Sure thing" Kenna and I said.

I looked at my schedule.
"I have Art Club as an Electives." I announced.
"I have Soccer" Kenna said.
"I have Book Bash." Sonny sighed.
"BOOK BASH? There must've been a mistake" Kenna joked.

Sonny HATES books.

"Oh hey! Look, we all have the same homeroom together" I said, looking at their schedules.
"CHORUS!" We all sang in unison and ran to the auditorium.

-Chorus post. will.come.later. :]-

*Rita

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

My Belle

After getting "home" (or what home seems to be)
from The AG Shipping&Handling Factory, Sonny, Kenna, and Annabelle had to go with their other #49's, 39's, and 35's.

I slumped off to the 33's area and sat my box up and started decorating it with pictures of Sonny, Kenna, Annabelle, and I.

"ANNIE!" Someone shrieked. I jumped, letting a picture of Sonny and Kenna fly to the ground.
The Factory's Fans made the little picture fly over four sections to the 35's area.
I picked it up and saw a red-head bear hugging a black-haired girl.
"SHELLY!" Someone else shrieked.

WAIT!
I knew that voice.........!
"Annabelle?" I whispered.

Thankfully they didn't hear me, they just kept hugging each other's brains out.
"It's been TOO LONG, Michelle" Annie smiled.
I looked closer, Annabelle was hugging a #25, supposedly this "Michelle" or "Shelly" Girl.
"I KNOW! We're TWINS for Pete's Sake!" 'Michelle' exclaimed.

TWINS?
Whoa! Too much for Miss Pilchard to handle.
I grabbed onto the wall I was leaning against, I felt faint.

"EXACTLY!" Annie nodded.
"So what have you been up to?" Michelle asked.
"I just got back from the Shipping and Handling Factory. I had a BLAST there!" Annie smiled.
"The Shipping and Handling Factory? Ann, are you feeling alright?" Michelle put her hand on Annabelle's forehead to check if she had a fever.
"Yes I am! It wasn't the place, it was the people I was with" Annie swatted Michelle's hand away like it was disease-filled.
"Who were you with?" Michelle seemed intrigued with the story.
"I was with my new friends, Rita, Alison, and McKenna." Annie explained.
"Cool! They sound really exciting if they make the dang SHIPPING and HANDLING FACTORY fun! Do you think I can meet them?" Michelle's brown eyes sparkled, answering for a question.
"They ARE really exciting! Sonny and Kenna had to escape here with me from the American Girl Place in Denver! Rita had to get here by a TRAIN from New York!" Annabelle smiled.
"Oh really? AWESOME!" Michelle laughed.
"And I think you can meet them either later today or tomorrow, because last I saw them, they were a bit jet-lagged." Annabelle smiled.
"Oh okay!" Michelle nodded.

That's all I heard. I ran back to my box, put up the fly-away picture, got into my Pajama's (taken from the Kanani department, thank-you-very-much) and went to bed, wondering what it would be like if I had a twin.


Twiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin.
*Lovely Rita

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Raise A Glass

"HAPPY NEW YEAR LOVELY LITTLE RITA!" Sonny screamed, rushing to me with a HUGE box.
"And Merry Christmas" She smiled.

We all were forced to spend Christmas with our true doll kinds (the #33's for me, the #49's for Sonny and #35's for Annabelle, and the #39's for Kenna) so we couldn't give out presents.

"Merry Christmas and a VERY happy new year, Miss Harrison." I beamed.


Kenna and Annie both arrived and we all shared gifts.


Sonny got;
a blue Beatles shirt (From Annie)
a neon blue pair of skinny jeans (From Me)
and a scrapbook filled of her and Kenna's memories (From Kenna)

Kenna got;
a pink Peace Sign shirt (from Annie)
a neon pink pair of skinny jeans (From Me)
and a pink guitar (From Sonny)

Annie got;
an orange Beatles shirt (From Sonny)
a neon orange pair of skinny jeans (From Me)
and a song book for her music sheets (From Kenna)


"Oh Hey! It's almost 12" Annie pointed to the clock!
"TIME FOR A TOAST!" Sonny annouced.

We all raied our water bottles.
"To good health in 2011" Kenna started
"To happiness in 2011" Annie beamed
"To MONEY in 2011" Sonny joked.
"To getting adopted in 2011" I giggled.

We raised our glasses and toasted.

"10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1! HAPPY NEW YEAR!" We all screamed then hugged.


Happy New Year Everyone :]
*Rita

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Sneaking

"Sonny. Kenna." I confronted. I gave them 2 weeks to set aside their differences and be best friends again.

Any luck?

I'll answer that with a big fat
NO.

They need to grow up and help me get Annabelle back.
"Please?" I asked.
Sonny and Kenna looked at each other, then at me, then each other again.
"I have nothing to say to her." Sonny snapped.
"Neither do I." Kenna retorted.
"Oh, I didn't know we were acting like five-year-old's today." I said, sarcastically.
They sat there in silence. Sitting back-to-back.
"If you want to act like 5-year-old's, I'll treat you like them." I said, pulling both of their hair.
"OW OW OW!" They both screamed.
"Too bad. Now make up." I demanded, letting go of their hair. Making them both look like a mess.
"You look like crap." Sonny giggled.
"That really boosts up the self esteem. You look terrible too." Kenna chuckled.
"Friends?" Sonny asked.
"Best." Kenna answered, then they hugged.
"Aw." I smiled.
They looked at me.
"Okay, sorry for ruining the moment." I rolled my eyes.
Sonny chuckled "Come on, Lovely Rita. I'm in a huggy mood all of a sudden." Sonny smiled, then pulled me into their hug.
We all just stood their, hugging.
"Who's hair smells like Strawberries?" Kenna asked.
"Mine." I laughed. We all erupted in giggles.

"Ready to go save the holidays for one Annabelle Martin?" Sonny asked.
Kenna and I nodded.
The three of us began to walk towards Annie's box.
"WAIT!" Kenna said, putting her arms in front of Sonny and I to stop us.
"What?" I questioned, Sonny had a puzzled look on her face.
"We need to look the part!" Kenna exclaimed.
I looked down at what we all were wearing;
Sonny was wearing Bell-Bottomed Jeans, a long teal shirt and teal flats.
Kenna was wearing a pink dress with a white jacket and white and pink boots.
I was wearing my old light blue Beatles shirt and black skinny jeans with tan boots.
"She's right." I said, after making my observations.

After all changing into black turtleneck sweaters and black leggings with black flats, we all snuck over to Annabelle's box.
"Why did we have to change?" Sonny asked, adjusting her black beanie hat.
"Because, we needed to look the part." Kenna repeated.
I fidgeted with the black headband that was around my head.
"You're no help at all, Marita Pilchard." Kenna sighed.
"Wow, McKenna Walters, I'm flattered!" I remarked.
"Wow, we're all so sarcastic." Sonny chuckled then we all laughed.
"Now, let's go save Annie." Kenna said defiantly.
"From what?" I asked.
"Herself."

I peered inside the box.
"She's asleep!" I whispered.
Sonny and Kenna lifted up each end of her box and began to walk it over to where our boxes were, which is where the trucks go back to the factory.
"Almost there....." Sonny whispered.
"I love it here." A box muttered.

We became dead silent.
I looked inside.
"Well?" Sonny whispered.
"She's sleep-talking! Keep moving!" I whispered back.
They did as they were told and Annabelle continued sleep-talking about Elephants.

We reached the truck safe and sound.
Sonny and Kenna ran to go grab our boxes, they left me to supervise Annabelle, who was still sleeping.
"Hummmm." She softly said.
"Hey." I smiled.
She woke up with a start
"AH!"
"ANNIE! CALM DOWN! IT'S JUST ME! RITA!" I yelled.
"Oh. Oh. I see. You scared me, Pilchard." She said, breathing heavily.
"Calm down. Do you need some water?" I asked.
She nodded, and I handed her a water bottle that I had brought along.
"Thanks." She smiled.
"Where are we?" She asked.
"In the truck." I said.
"WHAT?!"
"You're going home, Annie. Whether or not you want to." I said firmly.
"Well...... Well.........." She stuttered.
"Okay." She finished.
"You better get some rest. We have a long ride ahead of us." I advised.
"Yeah, thanks Rita." She smiled then fell back into a deep sleep.
I yawned, and then Sonny and Kenna came back with all of our boxes.
"Let's get some shut-eye. We have a big day ahead of us." I advised.
They nodded and we all got into our pyjamas and went to sleep.

*Rita

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Egg

How long has it been since I posted? A Week?
I'm sorry everyone.

I will catch you all up on our journey to bring Annabelle back;

The day after we got to her. We [I regret this] but we took her box and put it in the truck with us. I remember the conversation Sonny & Kenna had;

"Alison, your mother would be very disappointed with you." Kenna's eyes narrowed.
"Who cares? I don't." Sonny looked down, her mother had abandoned her as a child, so talking about her mom was a touchy subject for Sonny.
"Well I do. I mean, sure we're helping Annie go back to the factory, but (she lowered her voice to a whisper) doll napping her? That's a new low, Sons, even for you."

Sonny dropped her end of the box, which, thankfully, was Annie's feet.

Then, Alison Scarlett Harrison cracked.
Like. An. Egg.

"YOU KNOW WHAT?! YOUR LIKE MY MOM. YOU DON'T CARE WHAT FUN IS, YOU JUST WANT TO DO 'WHAT'S BEST FOR ME.' WELL YOU KNOW WHAT?! THIS IS WHAT'S BEST FOR ME. I'M DOING SOMETHING TO HELP A FRIEND." Sonny screamed then ran away.

We haven't done anything since then, Sonny and Kenna won't talk to each other.

Who's in the middle of it?
Me.

*Rita