a fist hit my arm and i shot dallas a glare , rubbing at the sore spot she had just made . i kind of thought that if i forced it , that things would get better . '' she could scarcely breathe , let alone move . why must you keep on acting like one ? '' i grip my phone in my hand , my eyelashes fluttering against the thick snowflakes . `` oh ... my ... . gosh ... '' i said , staring at a row of the most amazing princess costumes i had ever seen . 