Annabelle Rose
Annabelle felt her now short blonde waves. Her aunt had hacked of her long blonde curls before she left to signfy her moving on into a new life. Now her hair just barly reached her shoulders. She was dressed in a strapless dress made with black silk, with a pale blue ribbon tied around her middle. With a little sigh, she covered her face with her mask ((the link for her mask is at the bottom)) and glanced at the others. They all had gone off with their princes, happily chatting away. Bell kept to herself, trying hard not to be noticed. That was clearly working for her.
The ballroom was stunning, yet scarey at the same time. She thought as she looked around. Where she came from, you never saw anything like thise. Closing her eyes, she wondered where her prince was. Ventus Heart. Her prince's name had etched itself into her brain, and she couldn't push away her worried thoughts. 'What if he doesn't like me? What if he's bitter and cruel? What if. . .' She could go on and on. Closing her sky blue eyes, she tried to force herself to stop. He's probably -at best- like Aunt Riley's lazy old cat. He probably expects everything to always be served to him on a silver platter. I'll probably be miserable. Well, that didn't work. Opening her blue eyes, she decided to bravely step out to where the others where. Trying to pretend like she didn't care if anyone noticed her, she glanced around for anyone who looked like a lazy old cat. After all, it's what her aunt had told her to expect. She had pretty much laughed at her neice, saying she was better off dying as a lonley old cat lady. Just like her. Annabelle would rather die then have to live like that.
[Her mask: http://www.justposhmasks.com/uploads/pr ... OND03S.jpg ]
