PixieStix

British.

Isabel I follow him and let him set a hand on my hip, glancing around as we dance before looking back at him.

I know. Isabel is just secretly British. On her families side.

Isabel I smile and nod, taking his hand and standing, "You may."

I find it funny that I'm having hot tea right now. Lol. Boston Tea Party...

Isabel Everyone starts dancing and I tuck a curl behind my ear before watching my brother follow my mom like a lost puppy.

Isabel I bite my lip before taking a sip of my tea, taking off my winter gloves.

Don't godmod though. And keep the plot going. Just...don't make it magical. No modern technology either. It's fine with me but might have to go soon.

Isabel I smile at him and nod, "Of course."

Ok.

Isabel We get there and I step out, walking in with my family before sitting in the corner by one of the tables, and letting them mingle as I hum ...

Isabel I get Luke ready before father leads us out into the carriage as we ride there.

Ok.

Isabel Mother puts her pearls around my neck before giving me a hat that tilts down over my green eyes.

Ok.