Drizella's POV

I rushed excitedly to my room. I would have a chance at becoming a princess! I got on a pretty dress and looked at my feet in dismay. My feet are very large. I had looked at the mystery girl's feet at the ball, and they looked tiny! I wondered if my foot would fit. I had always wanted to be a princess. If I became one, my dream would come true!

We went downstairs and waited for someone to come. Cinderella was not here. Mother probably gave her more work, I thought. Or maybe she's sick. She was acting pretty strange upstairs.

We waited. I felt mildly worried for Cinderella. I only remember one time she's been sick. I hoped she'd be okay.