ARIELLE
"Melena?" I asked as Marine let my youngest stepsister in. "What are you doing here?"
The girl looked somewhat flustered, though she still tried extremely hard to hide her real emotions behind that fake scowl. She was a lovely girl with a cute, round face, yet her constant desire to be more like her sister Serena made her lose that childish charm behind the mask of desperate pretense.
"I came here to practice," she snarled, marching inside the room with the confidence of its rightful owner. "Brother has a piano in his study – I use it for practice. Ask Mother if you don't believe me! Just because this is your room now, does not mean you can stop me from practicing my music!"
