Charlotte

Rose and I were sitting on a bench in the garden where the ball was being healed. People were dancing along to the music while some people just talked, wine in hand.  

“If it weren't for your corsets, you two would be slouching like homeless men,” Mother said as she walked up to the bench. “Now, Charlotte, go find Edmund, Rose, go and find Lewis.” We both groaned and unwillingly got up. Mother made a shooing motion with her hands as we left. 

“I do wish that I was tall enough to even reach Lewis’s eyes,” Rose complained. 

“I think that you’ve already grown a good two inches since we last checked,” I said as we wandered inside the mansion. 

“You're just fibbing to make me feel better.”  

“Oh, you caught me!” I said elbowing Rose. 

“Now that's rude!” Rose said elbowing me back. I yawned as we continued searching for the house. We approached some stairs and Rose happily Ran up them. First of all, I have a giant dress on, second this is my first time in heels, I could just tell that stairs weren't my strong suit at the moment. I lifted my dress partly and held onto the railing for dear life.  

I was about halfway up the stairs when I pulled a Cinderella. My foot had slipped out of my heel. Then I fell down the stairs almost like a ball. If my dress hadn't been so big, I would have hit my head on something. For example, an Edmund. It turned out that the two boys, Edmund and Lewis had been following us the whole time. So, when I felt I was caught by a young boy that goes by the name Edmund. I had no clue what just happened, so I jumped out of the catcher’s arms and punched them. 

I looked down at whoever I punched still ready to fight someone. I saw a young man lying dead asleep on the ground with a big, bloody, bruised nose (Sorry Edmund).