Barbie: Princess Charm School

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You can tell she's a princess

She doesn't need a crown

You can tell she's a princess

She'll turn the world around

You can see it in her style

You can see it in her smile

You can see it in her flair

And the way she wears her hair

Spinning

Twirling

Girly

You can tell she's a princess

She doesn't need a crown

You can tell she's a princess

She'll turn the world around

Her shoulders are back

Na, na, na

You'll never see her slack

No, no, no

And even if she falls

Na, na, na

She'll laugh and stand up tall

Yeah, yeah, yeah

You can tell she's a princess

Yeah, yeah

She doesn't need a crown

No, no

You can tell she's a princess

Yeah, yeah

She'll turn the world around

Yeah, yeah

But the secret to her majesty

That sets the girl apart

Is the kindness

that shows royalty

It's etched upon her heart

And welcome back!

Andrea and I are

thrilled to be here

bringing you the 144th

Princess Procession!

That's right, Phil! And where

are those princesses processing?

Glad you

asked, Andrea.

Why, to Princess

Charm School, of course,

"Where Glorious Girls

Meet Dreams Of Destiny!"

Emily!

I hope you're doing your homework

and not just watching that parade!

I am, Mom!

Yes, every girl dreams it,

but only a few can achieve it.

For those born to royalty

from kingdoms far and wide,

a chance to earn their

titles as princesses.

And for

those born commoners,

the opportunity to win a place as

a princess' most trusted advisor,

a lady royal!

Boo!

Blair! You're here!

Dance with me,

Princess Emily.

Oh, Phil, it's a beautiful

day here in Gardania,

I've never seen so many

people for the parade!

I know, Andrea. You couldn't be

more right. It's a lovely day,

everybody's having

a wonderful time...

You'll hurt your

eyes looking at this.

Let me get your tiara,

Princess Blair.

I am so

not a princess.

...costumes are magnificent.

They are indeed, Phil.

Every girl's a princess.

Some of them just

have fancier crowns.

Fuchsia.

It's just adorable.

Mom okay?

Kind of. The doctor says

she's comfortable.

Comfortable.

She should be all better.

She'll get

there, though.

I just have to

keep working.

Then we can afford our own

little house in a better area.

With better

doctors for Mom?

Mmm-hmm, and a better

place for you to grow up.

Some place right out of

the pictures you draw.

Blair?

Hi, Mom! I brought

you a blueberry scone.

Oh, thank you.

It's the least I can do.

It's time!

It's time! It's time!

It's Princess Charm

School lottery time!

We have to watch!

And now we'll hear from

Headmistress Alexandra Privet.

At Princess Charm School,

those born to the royal life

unlock their princess potential.

Yet every year, one

regular citizen of Gardania

wins a full scholarship

to the school,

with a chance to

become a lady royal

and change

her life forever.

Will it be you?

Oh, I hope,

I hope, I hope.

Did I mention I hope?

When you're old enough

you'll enter. I promise.

To choose this year's

lottery winner,

I present Miss

Delancy Devin.

You of course mean

Princess Delancy Devin.

My daughter will soon

be ruler of Gardania.

Provided she successfully

completes the semester.

Miss Delancy?

Blair Willows.

And there

you have it!

Blair Willows! This year's

winner... Yes! I knew it!

Woo-hoo!

What? But...

Who's a lady royal?

Blair's a lady royal!

Emily, that's not possible.

Who works in the palace?

Blair works in the palace!

Uh-huh, go Blair!

I never even...

Uh-huh, go Blair!

You

entered for me?

Only five or six times.

A day. For an entire year.

Who's gonna be a lady royal?

Blair's gonna be a lady royal! Emily!

They're here?

They're really here!

Mom?

Blair Willows?

Congratulations. I'm here to

take you to Princess Charm School.

No, I'm sorry.

There's been a mistake.

I'm not going to

Princess Charm School.

Yes, you are!

Emily, I don't belong with a bunch

of princesses and lady royals.

Look at me!

I'm a waitress!

I've got straws in my pocket

and ketchup on my socks.

You look perfect.

Thank you. But the girls

there won't think so.

And I have

responsibilities here.

Blair, it wasn't right of

Emily to go behind your back,

but this is a

big opportunity.

A position as

a lady royal?

Would change

our lives forever.

I'll go.

Yes!

Wow, you get to

ride in a carriage!

It's time to go.

Now?

Now.

Uh... Just let me pull

together some clothes and I...

It's all at

the school.

We need to leave now, or

you forfeit your scholarship.

But what about my...

Tick-tock, tick-tock,

tick-tock.

I love you.

I won't let you down.

Blair!

Blair!

Goodbye!

Goodbye!

Bye, Mom!

Bye, Emily!

Goodbye, Blair!

You'll always be my princess.

Ah! Great!

I've already flunked

carriage riding.

Whoa.

Thanks for the ride.

Uh, hey, I wonder if

you could maybe show me...

Oh.

Or not.

Ooh!

Hey!

Pardon me.

You scared me!

Aww, it's okay.

You're a good dog.

"Prince. "

Good boy, Prince.

Hmm. You must

be Blair Willows.

We don't usually find our future

lady royals sprawled on the floor.

Oh! Um, hi.

Sorry about the floor.

He's just...

He's very sweet.

Not usually.

He's normally quite shy.

Go lie down, Prince.

I am Headmistress Privet.

Welcome to

Charm School.

Thank you.

It's really an honor.

Shall I take you

to your locker?

Princess Charm School was

founded on the principles

of instilling young women

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