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"Okay, this is cute. Right?." I turned around and showed my dress to India asking for her approval. She made a weird face and I am not sure if she likes it or not. God, I need my mom and her closet now. I literally again have nothing to wear and this is so frustrating. I hung my head down throw the dress down and dropped myself on the bed, right next to India. "I quit." "This is actually funny." India said giggling a little. I looked at her through my messy hair. "Funny?. How is this funny?." "It's funny because for years I have seen girls fall all over my brother. All the time. Anywhere he went. Any girl would do anything for the king. It just to be the queen. One girl one time actually almost rejected her mate." This shocked me. "Why would someone do that?." "I have no idea. And