Hailey Twitch and the Wedding Glitch by Lauren Barnholdt

Something very wonderful is happening right at this very moment. And that wonderful thing is called being a flower girl! Yay! The flower girl is the most important part in a wedding. That is because she is in charge of dropping beautiful rose petals onto the ground right in front of the bride.
    The bride is my cousin, Genevieve. She is getting married in one week.
    That means that in seven whole days I get to wear a fab, fab, fabulous princess dress. Because that is what flower girls do. In fact, that is where I am right now. At the fabulous princess dress shop. It is called Brides and More . And it is only for dresses for weddings. For brides. And flower girls.
    â€œI want this one!” I yell. I am run, run, running right into the store and right up to a very beautiful white long dress with lace all on it.
    â€œHailey,” my mom says. “That is a dress for a bride.”

    â€œOr a flower girl,” I say.
    â€œA bride,” she says.
    â€œOr a flower girl,” I tell her.
    â€œNo,” my mom says.
    â€œWhy not?” I look around for someone who works in that store. I see a lady over in the corner. She is wearing a name tag. And she has very frizzy brown hair. “Excuse me, lady!” I yell. “We need some help with this dress right over here. We need to wrap one up for a flower girl.”
    That lady does not look too happy at all about the yelling. But she comes over anyway.
    â€œCan I help you?” she asks. Then she points over to a sign that is hanging on the wall. I sound out the words. Please Watch Children in the Store, it says.
    I am a child. Because I am seven years old. But I do not need to be watched. On account of me being a flower girl.
    â€œThat sign is not very nice,” I tell that lady. “I am going to be a very beautiful flower girl in my cousin Genevieve’s wedding.” I do a curtsy so she can tell just how beautiful it will be. “And I would like you to wrap up this dress, please.”
    â€œThat is a bride’s dress,” the lady says. She is getting a little bit of a mean voice. Kind of like the voice my neighbor Mr. Frisk uses when I am bothering him.
    â€œNo, it isn’t,” I say. “It is not just for brides. Flower girls can wear it, too.” I am about to have a good tantrum right in this store. I can feel it already starting right up inside of me.
    â€œHailey,” my mom says. Then she points over toward the door. “Look who it is! It’s your cousin Angela!”
    I turn around to look. And there is Cousin Angela. She is walking right into the store of Brides and More. She is with Aunt Denise. Aunt Denise is Angela’s mom. And she is my mom’s sister. It is all a very confusing family tree.
    â€œWhat are those two doing here?” I ask. “Is Aunt Denise getting married, too?”
    â€œNo,” my mom says. “Aunt Denise is already married to Uncle Adam. You know that.”
    â€œThen why are they coming to a bride shop, please? Are they going to take pictures of me in my princess dress?” That would be very fun. I will pose and pose and pose. And then I will put those pictures in beautiful frames all over the house. I will even autograph them with my nickname “Hails.”
    â€œWell,” my mom says. She is getting a very nervous look on her face. It is the look she gets right when she is about to tell me something terrible. “Cousin Angela is going to be a flower girl, too. Isn’t that wonderful?”
    I get a very dark face on. That is not wonderful news. That is very bad and horrible news. And I am already at my limit for bad news.
    That is because I am already dealing with some bad news about my magic sprite Maybelle. And that is that she might have to go back to living in her magic castle and leave the Twitch house for good.
    Mr. Tuttle, who is in charge of the Department of Magic, said so. He said he will be coming back very soon to take Maybelle