Belle wiped the sweat from her brow with the back of her hand, and at last the wedding dress she had sewn for her sister, the future queen of the throne, was finished. The wedding dress was in shades of white and light blue, like Cinderella's other dresses. Moreover, a yellow ribbon completed the dress. cinderela had agreed to pay Belle ten euros for each maid service. Belle would save this money and buy a mansion, and she would be alone with her books.

Just then cinderela entered the room. She wore a rosa, -de-rosa and yellow dress mais dazzling than a wedding dress, and a precious diamond ring on her finger.

"Belle? Honey, is my wedding dress finished?"

Belle nodded yes and showed cinderela the dress, but cinderela didn't look satisfied.

"Well.. I.. I want a rosa, -de-rosa dress now."

Belle glared angrily at Cinderella. All her hard work was wasted on this wedding dress.

"Don't look at me like that. Get the other dress, and start sewing me a rosa, -de-rosa one. Now." cinderela pointed to the rosa, -de-rosa threads with her finger.

"Prince said the rosa, -de-rosa would go well with my blonde hair." cinderela explained, "Well, that's none of your business. If you want money, start now." And cinderela turned and left the room.

Belle couldn't sew another dress. So she decided to paint the old one. An hora later, the dress was beautiful and rosa, -de-rosa when it dried. Belle looked at the small tray she had set aside for a lunch break. There was nothing but pão bitten por cinderela and mint lemonade. Belle was about to drink limonada when she lost her balance and fell. limonada fell on Belle's head, giving her hair a yellowish tinge. Belle looked in the mirror. A blonde girl with disheveled hair was staring at her through the mirror.

"How did I not think of it! I'm going to dye my hair blonde." said Belle excitedly. "The prince will amor me too."

Belle's hair was blonde when she came out of the hairdresser's. She ran to put on the pink-painted dress and waited for the wedding hora to come. Suddenly there was a knock on the door:
" Belle, the wedding's about to start, is my dress ready?"

Belle ran and shut herself in the wardrobe. When cinderela saw that there was no one, she walked away, raging with anger.

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It was prom time. While Prince Charming was waiting for his Cinderella, a dazzling princess approached her with all her magic.

"It's me, Belle." said Belle. The prince looked at her and apologized many times for being so mean. Then he expelled cinderela from the palace.

Belle and Prince Charming were married, but the story wasn't over there.