Emma Tolly sat in her dull, boring, white room. She felt like she'd never felt before, knowing who she really was. No longer was she Emelia Moon, who fit the room so perfectly. Now she was Emma Tolly, who was now the complete opposite, a child who could feel the creativity running through her veins. The bad thing was, the Moon's weren't going to let her go. They were going to take her out of the private school they were sending her to and send her to Bloor's academy instead, because she was endowed, but Emma had no idea how.

The Moon's were lifeless, boring people and Emma felt cursed having to live with such beings. There was nothing she could do now. The only good thing was, the Moon's were changing her to her rightful name when she started at Bloor's, because they thought it would be right to start over new for Emma, so they also made her start over new at home.

She had to do all the chores. Sweeping, dusting, cooking, cleaning, washing, fixing, etc.

"Emma Tolly1" Mr. Moon boomed from somewhere down stairs. "I've had a long, tiring day at work!"

That was the sign that Emma had to go and give him a shoulder and foot rub. She didn't understand the foot one at all, since he sat behind a desk all day.

"Coming, Sir!" Emma sighed and she trudged downstairs, not wanting to touch his nasty feet.

"When you're done with my husband, girl, start cooking dinner. I want lobster and caviar, so get to it." Mrs. Moon demanded when she saw Emma enter the living room.

"Yes, ma'am." Emma got to work on Mr. Moon.

"Honey, look what came in the mail." Mrs. Moon held out a letter to her husband.

"Oh, it's from Bloor's academy." Mr. Moon opened the letter. "Ooh, it's a ball. It's an optional masquerade." He read, then said, "I'm not wearing a mask."

"Oh, am I aloud to go?" Emma wondered.

"Yes," Said Mr. Moon, "But you can't you have too much work to do. Too bad for you."

The two laughed.

Emma continued on with her work, then, after it was all done, she fell on her bed and cried. She wanted to go to the ball so badly. The Moon's were horrible people for not letting her go. Actually, the Moon's were horrible people period.

"I'm going to go to that ball." Emma decided. "I'll find away."

But how would she do it? The Moon's would figure out if she attended the ball, so what was Emma to do.

Right when Emma was about to give up hope on the night of the ball a week later, something happened that changed her fate. Maybe Emma's luck was finally turning around.

I know it's short, but it's just setting everything up and i had to end the chapter where you would want me to write more, just so that you'll review and make me want to update. Geniouse, isn't it? so, anyways, review! I know it seems like it'll be kind of short, but i have some after the story stuff, like two stories in one, i guess. PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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