Charlotte's POV:
I lay in my bed staring at the ceiling. I can't will myself to move. I just lay there, frozen in my bed. The door opens and a head pokes in.
"Morning, are you getting up today?" Lucas asks, stepping into my room.
"I don't know." I say, keeping my eyes on the ceiling.
"The ball is tonight." He says.
I glance over at him.
"The parents are starting to arrive." He says.
I sit up. "Are they here?"
"Well, there is a woman down there that looks a lot like you, so unless it's you from the future, I would say that your family is here." He smiles.
I throw the covers off and get off the bed. I'm already dressed, I have been for hours.
"Let's go." I smile.
"You go ahead, I have to make an entrance with my parents. I'll com
