Ysabel and the Beast

Legend

"What are you doing?" mama asked and looked at the magazine that I was looking at.

"I'm picking a dress." I answered.

"For what?"

"We are having our masquerade ball next week."

"Then why not just go to a shop and pick." Papa suggested.

"I'm lazy."

"Ysa, don't make excuses. Why not we go to a shop and pick your dress." Mama said.

I sighed. "Okay."

"Then be ready on Sunday."

I closed the magazine and threw it on the sofa.

By the way, it wasn't said that it is mandated to attend the masquerade ball. Why haven't I think of that? I should ask Charlotte tomorrow.

- MORNING -

"You looked like a zombie." I said when I saw Charlotte with eye bugs and dropped jaw.

"Yeah, I can't decide what dress should I use." She said.

"By the way Charlotte, is it mandated to attend the masquerade ball?" I asked.

"No." She answered. "But I advice that you must go because this ball is a legend."

I raised my brow. "How can this be a legend?" I asked.

"It is an unknown legend."

What? An unknown legend? Then it means that there's no legend.

"Why'd you ask? Don't tell me you won't attend?" Charlotte asked with suspicion.

"Whatever Charlotte. Mama said she'd accompany me this Sunday to pick a dress." I answered and went to my designated chair.

"Really?" Charlotte said with a smile.

I nod.

"Seriously? You don't need a dress Ysabel, just come to the ball naked." Lance said and looked at me. He smiled, "Just kidding."

"What colour do you think fits me?" I asked.

"Blue." He answered.

"Why?"

"If you are going to ask the beast, I'm sure he's going to say the same."

"Why?"

"Look at the bracelet you're wearing. It looks good on you." He said as he points at my bracelet.

I stared at it and it really fits my skin. Lance is right; I should try picking a blue dress on Sunday.