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While the others are shopping, and having their escorts, escort them inside the mayor's place located in Poinsettia. Meanwhile in Acacia, Carla would run through the halls at a dorm located in Acacia as the sound of the door's bell started to envelope the first floor a dingling sound. ''Coming! Just wait!'', As her feet reaches the elegant door of her family dorms. Other girls, would have their gaze at her before giving her a friendly giggle. ''Phew.'' She'd catch her breath before pulling the door towards her direction. Carla would frown witnessing a doorway without any guy, or girl, to expect. She would walk forward stretching her head while checking the frontyard. ''I wonder wh-- Oooh!'' Her eyes would divert at a letter placed at the dorm's mat. Carla would let her hands pull the letter upwards, reaching her right hand. The girl would enter the dorm once again to close the door. ''A letter.. for me?'' She'd check the back of it only to find out her name in cursive to Miss Aidoneus of Acacia. Carla would head towards the dorm's dining area to have a seat. ''Who would give a letter to this unfamous girl of Acacia?'' She'd let out a sweet giggle before opening the letter. Carla would slide the letter at the dorm's table before giving herself a smile. Go give yourself a break, Carla. Enjoy this ball. It's been a while since you attended a ball. The last time you did was with your parents and sister before they... Cordelia, her split personality would stop as the gentle optimistic Carla takes over their body.

Letter

Dear Miss,

I am the Mayor of Poinsettia and I gladly invite
Each girl that may want a perfect winter ball
before Christmas completely hug us with its,
Cold yet Warm feeling of the best Holiday
That we could ever celebrate each year.
Please, do attend with your escort.

P.S, Although escorts without muses
May or may not be found at the Winter Ball

Sincerely, Mayor of Poinsettia

You bet I'm going! And soon. My parents will find justice and leave jail. She would give herself a sympathetic smile before walking upstairs. Carla would enter her room which is located at the last door of the hallways. It was the master's bedroom which was used to be her parents room, but now that their mansion was turned into a dorm. She was situated in there.

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Carla would move over the closet of hers located beside the queen bed. She would open it up revealing different clothes. Her hands would brush over her clothes until it stopped into a purple ball gown. ''The perfect thing to wear'' She would have her angelic smile greet it before pulling it out of her closet. Carla would throw the gown at her bed before setting her gaze at the clock. ''I have few minutes to fix myself up. Then, I could rent a carriage to bring me to Poinsettia.'' Her eyes would divert to the window checking the orange sun. It was about to set after all. She would move over her make up corner. The girl would fix herself, and all. While having this semi-rush preparation. Half an hour would pass, and Carla would check herself in front of the full body mirror. ''Perfect!"' She'd gleefuly say to herself as the purple ball gown would reveal itself. It's plum ruffles would have enhance the colors of the purple gown. Carla would carefully put the purple flower brooch on the right side of her gown. She would also design her hair with a purple rose hairpin. Carla would grab the pair of plum handgloves wearing them while checking herself at the mirror. ''This to ensure that If.. I suddenlly get my hands wet because I'm nervous and such. My esc--'' She would widen her pink sherbet eyes. ''Shoot! An escort. I don't have one yet!'' Carla would exclaim before putting silver earrings at her ears, so as silver necklace that was once wore by her mother to a ball. Carla would slowly move towards the bed grabbing her silver white clutch. She would also wear the silver white pumps located beside the closet. She would then smile once more at the mirror before combing her platinum blonde hair.

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''Escort later. To reach the event in time for now'' She'd heavily sigh before pulling the room's door for her to give way outside. As she slam the door gently. The scene would be diverted outside the dorms where her carriage was waiting already. Carla would ride unto it before setting her gaze at the carriage's window. The sunset came. Few stars would reveal themselves shining up the sky. While spacing out, The carriage would move its way to the event place. Hours would pass due to Acacia and Poinsettia being far away from each other, but after a nap or two. The carriage would reach the ball just in time. A chauffeur would open the carriage door for her slowly escorting her out of the carriage. Carla would smile watching beautiful gowns enter the ball. Her gaze would look at the starry night sky before exchanging gazes with other ladies and man in suits. She would give them the usual smile she carries. The one who lighten a person's burden. A smile that gives them the wonderful feeling. A smile that will surely give her an escort in no time! Carla was about to enter the place when a girl in blonde hair which was escorted by a man would enter elegantly together. She would move to the side before giving the girl a friendly look, and a smile. She's pretty. Her gaze would switch over the violet haired lady which has a mint green gown at her sleeves. Ugh. Cut it out, Carla! You're much prettier than these girls. Anyways, These girls are probably rude Her split personality would attempt to take control over their body, but optimistic Carla would just shrug it and give the violet hair one a smile, entering after her. Will you cut it, Cordelia? I can handle this. Perfectly! Entering the place gave her a welcoming greet by a girl in a fine dress. ''Oh hi. Thanks for the invitation!'' She'd give her a smile before gracefully shifting her head to her front making her way to a table.

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Carla would observe her surroundings as her hands would rest at a table which doesn't even have a seat. The table was like those tables she could see at bars where in a long oval table is placed without any seats to relax on. She would give herself an angelic smile. It was her signature after all, Her eyes would follow the blonde haired and the one who has a cigarette on his mouth. ''Wow. Look how rude he is. Having a cigarette on a ball?'' Carla would shrug herself almost having this non optimistic attitude of hers take the role of Carla at the ball. She could not afford her split personality handling this event. For sure she'd earn enemies than friends. Nodding, Carla would look at the mayor which greets the couple. ''Oooh. Hot shots after all? That's cute!'' She'd compliment the couple before turning her gaze away from them elegantly. Her hands would situate themselves in front of hers while carrying the silver white clutch. She would slowly walk towards the tables at the back where foods are placed. Hungry stomach..Maybe I could have a sundae or two The thought of eating sweets was something delicious. Sweets are her favorite after all. While having her elegant walk. Carla would carry out her smile ensuring that her first impression to other people would fall under the words, graceful, pretty, nice, and optimistic. Although she's a cheerful childish lady inside. Carla would giggle at the thought of showing her funny attitude while wearing a ball gown. While walking, She would accidentally drop her clutch at her back causing for her to look backwards. Carla would grab the clutch which fall at a girl's gown. Doing so, She would give her a smile, still eyes locked at her. ''I'm sorry!''

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Carla would walk backwards before turning her gaze back at front. Only to get herself bumped at a man wearing his tuxedo. Seriously Carla? She would slowly push herself away from the man. I'm sorry, okay? Clumsy as ever i know Cordelia. But let me handle this After having a usual talk with her split personality. Carla would set her gaze at the man's eyes. She noticed his pale skin and dark hair being accented by his nice tuxedo. Fine and Gorgeous, Snapped at her daydream. Carla would hold at her clutch longer looking directly at his eyes like as if she was checking his soul. ''My bad! I'm sorry.'' A gleeful voice would reveal itself as she speak. Carla would then give him an apologetic smile before walking her way at the table where foods are placed.