The next day Cinderella was trying to keep up with her stepfamily. They were at the market buying stuff so, as Becky put it, they would look glamorous!

Lady Lora turned to Cinderella "Wait here. We're going into the fabric shop and I don't wont you getting ashes on the fabric." with that, her and her daughters went in.

Cinderella sighed. They were going to take forever! And the packages of shoes and jewelry and other accessories were getting heavy.

"Well, look who landed in the package bucket."

Cinderella smiled "Hi Jonathan." she said looking up at him

"What's all this for?" he asked looking at all the packages and boxes and bags.

Cinderella gave him a weary look, then started imitating her stepsisters "I'm going to be the most beautiful girl ever at the ball! No one's beauty will be able to compare to mine." Cinderella stopped and looked towards the fabric store to make sure her stepfamily hadn't heard what she just did.

Jonathan laughed than stopped "Were are they going?" he asked

"huh?" Cinderella looked back at Jonathan "Oh you haven't heard that the King and Queen are throwing their son a surprise ball?"

Jonathan quirked a eyebrow "No I hadn't heard." he smiled "Are you going?"

Cinderella looked down "No." she wished she could, but she knew her stepmother would never allow it.

Jonathan's smile went away "Why not?"

Cinderella looked up at him. His eyes looked sad, they didn't have their usual spark in them "Because I'm a servant. It'd probably be boring anyways." she replied.

Jonathan stared at her. He could tell she wanted to go, but what could he do about it?

"Cinderella!"

Jonathan and Cinderella both jumped when Lady Lora called her.

Cinderella looked at Jonathan "I got to go. Bye." before he could say anything, she hurried over to where her stepmother and stepsisters were waiting with there fabric all boxed up.

They pilled the boxes on top of the others "Come on Cinderella! Hurry! We want to get to the seamstress before anyone else!"

Cinderella glanced back at were Jonathan was standing. He was staring at her. She looked back in front of her and walked after her stepfamily.

"This ball is going to fabulous!" The Queen said as she directed servants.

The prince walked into the room "A Ball?" he said looking at his mother.

The queen looked at her son "Were is your father? He was suppose to make sure you didn't come in here." she looked around.

The prince chuckled "It was easy to get past him. All I had to say was that the cook just pulled out a tray of cookies." the prince said with a smile and cock of his head

The queen harrumph "Lot of help. He always was a sucker for cookies."

The Prince's smile faded "Now about the ball. I thought ya'll said I had a week."

The Queen stared at him "Well, the ball is in a month. And besides you and I both know that you won't find a girl in a week." the queen stated.

The prince shook his head "I might."

"Well, Than if you do, we will still throw the ball to celebrate." the queen said.

The Prince let out a aggravated sigh than stormed out of the room.