Today is the annual selection of the Beauty Pageant. The group of peacocks are getting ready with makeup and cleaning.

"I wish you ladies good luck! I know I will get picked anyways," said Violet.

"You never know Violet," said Rose quietly.

Off to the distance there was Blossom. Unlike the rest of the group she is an albino.

"Oh boy, I hope I get selected for the Beauty Pageant," said Blossom excitedly.

"Who is she kidding. She's not even pretty. Look at her an albino. She has no chance at all," said Violet.

"Did Blossom just say that she wanted to get picked?" questioned Rose.

"Hey Blossom do you think that you will get picked for the Beauty Pageant today?" Asked Lily.

"It would be amazing if I get picked. I know that I may look different but I know I have potential," said Blossom.

"Blossom look at you. You are an albino and that's not what the people are looking for. Give up already," said Violet.

"Yeah Blossom get a hint already," said Rose.

"But it's not my fault I am born albino. I don't like being albino either," said Blossom as tears started to fall down.

"Exactly! So stop saying that you hope to get picked! It's so annoying to hear," said Violet.

As Blossom tried to go away from violet them. She bumped into Lily. Lily then fell into a muddy puddle and got dirty.

Suddenly they all gained up on Blossom and pushed her into a puddle.

"Get lost Blossom! You've caused enough trouble here," yelled Violet as she stared at Blossom.

With mud on Blossom she ran away into the forest. Soon Blossom found herself lost in the forest.