Stiles was 18 years old. He lived in a small town called Beacon Hills with his Stepmother Melissa and two stepbrothers Scott and Issac. Stiles' was a very loving person, always eager to help his stepfamily in whatever way possible. As Stiles peered out the window of his room, which was in the attic, and saw the glorious Hale Manshion.

"They are so lucky...the things I would do to just get to meet the governer's nephew...all the pictures make him look soooo hot!"

"STILES!"

And the day begins.

"STILES STILINSKIE, WHERE IS OUR BREAKFAST?!"

"Coming stepmother!"

Stiles hurried down the stairs into the kitchen of his home. He remembered better times here...when his father had first married Mellisa, they were all so loving. They went on family outings, he, Issac, and Scott had all hung out, he loved them. Well, he still loved them even though they all treated him like shit.

As he was in the kitchen cooking breakfast, eggs, bacon, sausage, Scott and Issac came into the kitchen.

"Good morning Cindefella!" Scott said with a sneer. After his father passed away, and Stiles was stuck with all the chores to do, the boys thought it would be funny to call him Cinderfella.

"Hey Cinderfella, whats for breakfast?" Issac said, stealing a piece of bacon off of the plate.

"Guys, please get out of the kitchen. Im trying to cook, and yall are in the way." Stiles said, as nicely as he could

When his stepfamily had first started being bitches to him, he had gone off on them..but when that happened, Mellisa would lock him in his room with no food, tv, or video games. Of course, when that happened, he would pass the day by thinking of Derek Hale, the governors nephew. Oh, what he would do to that man...

Thats when he heard the doorbell ring.

"Stiles, the door." called Mellissa from the living room.

Stiles put the rest of the food on the plates, took off his apron, and went to answer the door.

"Good morning Stiles," said the postman "stepfamily still treating you like crap?"

"Oh, you know how it is around here Mr. Argent..." Stiles said, trying not to sound like he hated his life too much.

"Well, you stay out of trouble Stiles..I think your big break will come soon."

"Thanks Mr. Argent." Stiles said as he closed the door.

When he went back inside, he looked at the piece of mail that was on top of the pile. It was sealed in large envelop, the seal of the city (a wolf's head) was pressed into the bottom. Stiles quickly opened it, if it was from the Governers office, it could have been from Derek! When he opened it, the page on the inside reminded him of some kind of old movie he watched once. The parchment read:

"To Whom It May Concern,

As you all well know, my son Derek has been seeking someones hand in marriage. So in helping him with his endevours, I have decided to put on a dinner, and invite every eligable bachelor to my mansion this coming saturday at 7 o'clock for dinner and dancing. I hope everyone can make it! Its a masqurade, so wear the best mask you have!

Governor Hale"

"Cinderfella, what are you reading?" Scott asked, snatching the parchment from his hand.

Stiles couldnt even react, he was too stunned to move, to speak, to think. Derek Hale was looking for someone to marry? And all you had to do was be single, come to his party, and hope you get picked? He could do that!

"Oh. My. God! Mother, come look at this!" Scott and Issac yelled.

"What is it?" Mellisa asked, coming from the living area to the foyer of the home.

"Derek Hale is having a dinner for all the eligable bachelors! Hes trying to find a husband!" Scott said, the excitement in his voice making him sound like he was 14 agian.

"What am I going to wear?" Stiles thought outloud...maybe a little too loud.

"What makes you think you get to go Cinderfella?"

"Yea, what makes you think you stand a chance?"

"Boys...be nice to your brother. Stiles, you may go to the dinner," Mellissa said, "IF you finish all your chores on saturday."

"Oh stepmother, thank you so much!" Stiles said as he hurridly served breakfast to his stepfamily and ran upstairs to make a phone call.

When Stiles got upstairs, he grabbed his phone and hurridly dialed a number.

"Come on, pick up!" Stiles said impatiently to the phone.

"Hello?"

"Allison! Oh my gosh, guess what!" Stiles pratically yelled into the phone.

"Hey Stiles, what?"

"So you know how Ive had this crush on.."

"On Derek Hale? Yea, youve told me...a million times!" Allison said.

"No need for attitude." Stiles said, as Allison giggled on the other side.

"Well anyways, his uncle is puttin on a dinner for his benefit and all of the eligable bachelors in the city are invited!" Stiles said, giddy with excitement.

"Thats so exciting Stiles! Is your stepmom gonna let you go?" Allison asked.

"She said I could if I finished my chores on saturday! Your mom is a seamstress right?"

"Yea, why?"

"Do you think she could make me an outfit for the dinner? Its a masqurade!"

"Hold on, let me go ask..." Allison put the phone down. A few seconds later she picked up the phone "Yea! She said shed love to! She will have it ready by tomorrow night. I'll just bring it to you late so your stepfamily doesnt see it."

"Thanks Allison, you're the best!" Stiles hung up the phone, falling back onto his bed. Maybe his luck WAS finally turning around.