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Adrian's POV

I adjusted my cloak one last time before stepping out of my room where everyone waited.

"So, are we all ready to party," announced Christian, "P-A-R-T-Y, because I gotta."

"Real smooth Ozera," I quipped.

"Your just jealous because I look scary," he said.

"Jealous? Of you? Ha! It is you who is jealous because I look sexy," I smirked.

"Whatever."

"Let's go we are gonna be late," Rose rushes.

"You guys go ahead I'll meet you there," I suggested.

"Are you sure?" asks Jill.

"Yeah go on, I'll follow you in a few," I reassure.

They all left. I actually wanted to be alone for a little bit. All day I was thinking about the wish I made last night. I wondered if I would meet my true love tonight; it would be amazing if I did. I just wish that she would only see me, the real me inside; and not see the negative. Like all my other past girlfriends.

(Music plays- so much more to me- from disney's Aladdin) again I changed and added words to makeit in adrians pov.

Drunken alcoholic

I don't buy that

If only they'd look closer

Would they see a party boy? No, siree

They'd find out

There's so much more to me

A Drunk boy

Would she buy that?

And if she does look closer

Would she see a party boy? No, siree

she'd find out

There's so much more to me

(Music ends)

'Well', I thought, 'lets go to the ball and find out.

I grabbed my keys and went off into the night.

Sydney's POV

Tonight was the night of the Halloween festival. When tea was done and over with, I took the opportunity to pull my step mother aside and ask for the only thing I want.

"Step mother?"

"What is it now?"

" I was just wondering about the Halloween ball, you see its tonight and everyone's invited and I would like to go very much."

Donna looked at me for long moments before giving me her answer.

"Sydney, you don't need to fool around at some festival; be satisfied with what you got. I promise you, you'll be much happier here than some festival," she said.

"Besides, you don't have anything suitable to wear," she said referring to my worn jeans and ragged T-shirt.

"B-But," I began.

"No! you're not going anywhere, I'm working late tonight and the girls are going camping with friends; I need someone to watch the house. Is that clear?"

"Yes, step mother," I sighed.

It wasn't until I got to my cold, damp, and small room did I let out my tears. I was so upset and angry; I just wanted to have fun for once, to have one night for myself but now my dreams were crushed.

And now there is nothing to look forward to, this will be my life forever.

"Work and misery," I sobbed.

I wish I could go to the ball.

I was kneeling by my bed with my head resting on my arms just crying my heart out and then all of a sudden I feel a hand stroking my hair.

"Oh my dear, I just feel awful for you," I heard someone speak; she had the sweetest voice I have ever heard.

I look up and I see a woman sitting on my bed; she was wearing a beautiful silver dress and a crystal tiara on her head.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"My name is Jaclyn Terwilliger, and I'm your Fairy godmother honey," she said.

"You?"

"You got a problem with that? Because if you prefer some old lady in a tutu ill just take my leave."

"Oh no, what I meant was that I thought Fairies didn't exist," I explain.

"Oh we exist, we only show ourselves to people who are in the most turmoil."

"I see."

"And I can see in your heart, that you desire freedom and love," she says.

"Yes, and I would be content and grateful for just one night," I say.

"Yes, I heard your wish," she said.

"Oh Godmother , If I can have this night I would never ask for anything else," I pleaded.

"I know you have child."

" Yes, but I see that it is impossible."

(Music plays in background- song: Impossible Sung by: whitney Houston)

Fairy godmother sings-

Impossible, for a plain yellow pumpkin
to become a golden carriage,
Impossible, for a plain country bumpkin
and a prince to join in marriage,
and four white mice will never
be four white horses.
Such falderal and fiddle
dee dee of course is,
impossible.
But the world is full of zanies and fools,
who don't believe in sensible rules,
and won't believe what sensible people say,
and because these daft and
dewy-eyed dopes keep
building up impossible hopes,
impossible things are happening everyday.

(Music ends)

"If you want to go to the ball Sydney, then go; no one's stopping you but you," she says.

"But, I have no way to get there," I say.

"Hmmm, you have a point there; come outside," she instructs.

We walk out to the garden and she tells me to stand by a nearby tree.

"Now where did I put my wand? Oh, there it is," she pulls out her magic wand out of mid-air.

"wow,' was all I could say.

She points her wand at the parking lot and right before my eyes appeared a white limo.

"Oh my god, its beautiful," I say.

"Now then, we need a driver," Jaclyn points out. she looks over at the garden and see's a white mice.

"Don't you run away from me," she says; and points her wand at him. In a flash the mice changes into a tall man with blonde hair and blue eyes; and wearing a black tuxedo. Jaclyn walks over to him.

"Your name is Marcus Finch and you are going to drive this lovely lady to and from the Halloween Ball," she says sweetly.

"With pleasure Madame," Marcus smiles and walks to the limo.

"Now then, we have a limo and a driver. Is there anything I have forgotten?"

I look down at myself and realize I don't have a costume, I look up to see Jaclyn looking at me.

"Spin around child, don't make me do all the work," she says.

I didn't argue with her; I close my eyes and I start to spin for a few moments. When I open my eyes, I take a deep breath and I look at myself. I'm shocked by what I see. I was wearing a beautiful red dress with a gold cord around my waist, one sleeve was draped down on my arm. (It looked greek) The dress showed off all my curves. When I lifted my dress to look at my shoes, I was stunned; the slippers were made of pure gold and I could see diamonds along the edge of the slipper.

"Here, look at yourself," Jaclyn hands me a mirror.

( AN: lets pretend sydney has long hair instead of short)

I look at myself and my hair was in curls, half of it was up in a loose bun like fashion and the bottom part fell loose over my shoulders. I also noticed I was wearing an elegant gold mask.

"Tonight you are Aphrodite, Goddess of love and beauty," Godmother says.

I run over to her and embrace her.

"Thank you Jaclyn, thank you so much. You have done more than I could ever hope for," I said.

"You are most welcome, child. There's one more thing I need to mention, the magic will only last until midnight; so you must be out of the ball before the clock strikes 12."

" I will," I promised. I was little disappointed at the time limit, but I was grateful to have that much to enjoy myself. I gave her one last hug and went into the limo. I went wave goodbye to Jaclyn but she was gone.

(Music plays- impossible verse 2—changed some words)

Sydney sings- Its possible,
become a golden carriage,
Its possible,
for a plain country bumpkin and a
prince to join in marriage,
Jaclyn joins- and a white mice is
easily turned to a man!
Such falderal and fiddle
dee dee of course is,
quite possible.
Both- Its possible,
S- So the world is full of zanies and fools,
J- who don't believe in sensible rules,
S- and won't believe what sensible people say,
Both- and because these daft
and dewy-eyed dopes keep
building up impossible hopes,
impossible things are happening everyday.
S- Its possible,
J- Its possible,
Both- Its possible

And so, I was off to the ball.

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