If I said I expected to meet THE Why Dont We boys at a Masquerade ball, I would be lying.
If I said I expected to dance with THE Daniel Seavey I would be lying.
I would also be lying if I said I expected to fall in love with him.
But guess what...
"Isabella. Isabella wake up! ISABELLA!" My best friends, Breanna and Morgan violently shake me awake. "May I help you two?" I ask them, opening my eyes just a little to squint at them. They interrupted my sleep. I look over at the clock in my room. 10:00 A.M. What did I do to deserve this? "Yes. You may." They throw a trash bag at me. "Get dressed." "Uh.. why?" I ask, looking up at them suspiciously. "Because we're going to a Masquerade Ball. No, You don't have a choice. Get dressed, and we'll get dressed and then we go get food." "Food? Okay! But I don't want to go to a Masquerade Ball. That's not fun. Food is fun." "Please come! Maybe you'll meet a cute boy there, you never know!" Breanna begs and then winks and we all laugh. "Yeah but the only problem with that is that I won't know they're cute!" "Just get dressed!" Morgan says. "I didn't buy you a dress for nothing! Now you get dressed in your bathroom, Bre will get dressed in here, and I'll go to the bathroom across the hall! Sheesh!" "Promise you'll buy me food? I'll only go if you buy me food. You better buy me food." "We will buy you food if you get dressed right the fuck now, okay?!" Morgan says. I nod and grab my trash bag then run to the bathroom. In the trash bag is a pink dress, a Masquerade Mask with a pink butterfly on the side, and some pink shoes. I put it all on and walk out to see Bre in a matching dress but hers is blue, a blue mask, and blue shoes. Then Morgan walks in wearing a matching dress just white, a white mask, and white shoes. We're all matching except we have different color schemes.
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"Can we go get food now?" I ask excitedly. Breanna laughs and nods.
