"I'm sorry Miss, but I need to go," I said, tugging myself away from the Princesses tight grip. I did not appreciate the woman's clingy attitude. This was not the proper way to fix one's reputation. I sighed, walking over to where my family was sitting. Alice jumped up and wrapped her arms around my waist. "Will you take her outside or something?" my mother yawned tiredly, acting as if my sister was a dog. "She's getting on my nerves..." I nodded and bent down slightly, then I lifted Alice up easily and set her on my hip. "Sure, don't worry about it." I mumbled, eAger to get out of this stuffy atmosphere. It wasn't that I didn't like these sort of balls, I just wasn't really on my best game at the moment. We stepped into the hotel lobby and I sat down on one of the plush couches my father probably bought. Alice was practically asleep on my shoulder. And all this time I wondered what had become of Isabel. I hadn't seen her since she abandoned me for the second time in one night.
Love is Louder than the Pressure to be Perfect.