"Why am I doing this again?" Isabella stares blankly at herself through the mirror as her aunt puffs out her dress for like the tenth time.

"Because I say so."

"I don't want to do this, aunt." Isabella says as she shakes her head in mortification. She can barely remember how she got into this dress. "Just tell him."

Her aunt covers up her mouth immediately and gives her an evil glare. "Shut up, Isabella. The walls have ears, I don't want them to find out."

Isabella rolls her eyes. She really can't believe that she's doing this. 

"If this turns out to be a full blown party for me,...