Evie was greeted by a girl with a notebook, who handed her the pages with something written on them. Looking a bit confused, Evelyn took it gingerly from her and read the words, looking with raised eyebrow towards the red head. Before she could respond, others pulled up. A pretty girl with long brown hair, and a rather disheveled looking boy. The girl asked for a Katherin, who was apparently the girl who’d answered the door. At least according to the notebook Evelyn now held in her hands. And the guy asked if he was late to the party. As far as Evie knew, this was nothing like any party she’d ever been to, or hoped to ever be invited to again. 

[b]”Umm…”[/b] she said, handing the guy the notebook with Katherin’s introduction, taking the lead and stepping inside the castle. It was positively gorgeous within, and Evie found herself looking all around and up with her lips parted before remembering why she was here. That email.