From the prologue of TWENTY-FIVE LIES:
In the two years since my sister Cinderella graduated from Ember High, she has become a legend. The story of our spring break in Feirway has become more fiction than fact, transforming from truth into a fairy tale about Princes and ball gowns—complete with villains and everything. Like a game of telephone, the story has morphed a little with each telling, until the original events are hardly even recognizable anymore.
In fact, the story has become ridiculous.
I would know. I’m Cinderella’s supposedly wicked step-sister, if you believe what you hear. It’s my senior year of high school, and I should be ruling this place—but I’m not, thanks to her. Even though she is now a gazillion miles away, she’s still messing with me.
So listen up. This is the real story of Cinderella. How we met the Prince, how she fell in love, how we crashed a foreign ball… everything. If you really want to know the truth about her, keep reading.
I might surprise you.
Ideas abound! Characters to be written! And an entire weekend is stretching in front of me.