Finding My Masquerade Man

Finding My Masquerade Man - Prologue

                                                                    Prologue

I ran as fast as I could home, losing one of my shoes at the door of the school.  I had to beat them home, it wasn’t an option. I just had to.  As I ran home it started raining and I almost fell a couple times, but I kept going.  I ran through the door to my ‘room’ and changed into my scrubs, putting the dress in my secret compartment in the wall along with the crown and the one shoe I have left.  I quickly filled a bucket with water and grabbed my scrubbing brush.  I walked to the main hall and started scrubbing the floor trying to even my breathing.  I wiped some dirt on my forehead and splashed water on my face.  My stepsisters walked in right on cue.

“So how was it?” I asked.

“Fine.”

“Amazing.”

“Good.”

They stared at me watching my every move before walking upstairs talking about the dance.

“Who do you think she was?”

“I don’t know, but she seemed familiar.”

“Maybe she is new?”

I listened to their conversation trying to hold back my smirk.  Let me tell you how it all started.

                                                                   *6 hours ago*

“Ella!” My three stepsisters yelled.  Yeah, Yeah, I know, oh you have three stepsisters that’s so cool. Not!  My stepsisters saw me as hired help; a servant.  I quickly walked into the room they were getting ready in.

“Ella, do my hair!” Miranda yelled.

“Ella, tie my dress!” Melissa yelled.

“Ella, I can’t find my extensions!” Melinda yelled.

Melissa had black hair and bangs straight across her forehead.  She had brown eyes and loved to give makeovers to people.  She always tries to get me to be one of her victims but seeing as the last ones hair fell out I don’t think that is such a good idea.

Melinda had caramel brown hair with side bangs.  She had brown eyes just like Melissa but hated helping people let alone do anything for her. 

Now Miranda was a different story, she had a hair color in between Melissa’s and Melinda’s and it was always curly.  She had greenish hazel eyes and was the worst out of all of them.  She was always giving me extra chores and made it worse for me.  Once when I was cleaning the floor she accidentally spilt punch all over making a sticky mess.  Then another time I had just finished cleaning the floor she let in a stray dog that had been rolling in the mud.  But I could swear it was her friends dog Puffles but I’m over it.

I sighed and got to work.  After braiding Miranda’s hair at least 15 times, tying Melissa’s dress 6 times because it didn’t ‘look’ right, and finding Melinda’s extensions I was exhausted.

“Ella, now do my hair,” Melinda said.  I sighed inwardly and got to work.  After I did Melinda’s hair they put on their dresses and I almost burst out laughing.

Melissa had on a strapless dress that looked like something Lady Gaga would wear.  It was bright red and had wiring all over that made it poof.

Melinda wore a yellow one shoulder dress that looked like big bird.  The top was pretty but then you got to the bottom and it was all feathers.

Miranda was wearing a strapless brown dress that had some bright blue on it and looked like she was a peacock.  I have to say it didn’t look as bad as the other’s but it still looked ridiculous.