Isabella

Tomorrow arrived with a lack of sleep for me due to the excitement I felt. It went without saying that I tossed and turned all through the night, thinking about what the day would bring.

I only managed to get a couple of hours of sleep before I heard a knock on my door. Even after picking an outfit and trying to get the dark circles under my eyes to disappear, I still looked like a zombie.

"Paula," I said into my phone, "can you help me please? I look terrible." Paula's voice sounded groggy, but her face, when she came into my room, showed otherwise. She sat me...