It was senior prom. The theme was masquerade ball. I had attended for once. He was there like always. I was tricked into dancing with him. He tried to open me. I didn't let him. He wanted my name. I never told him. Now he wants to know who I am. The pretty girl with the strange eyes and blue mask. I don't tell him it's me. He asks everyone he knows. Now the school is searching for the quiet girl, the lonely girl amongst the crowd. Now their searching for me. But the jokes on them. Because as fate would have it, this time Cinderella never lost her shoe.
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