My Messed Up Cinderella Story

Hey, my name is Cindy. Cindy Oak, and I'll tell you this awesome, twisted, and messed up Cinderella story. I know that you know magic isn't real, but I'll show you how wrong you are. Listen to my story and you'll be blown away!


7. Ricky

When I went home (to THAT house), my sister was at home with a boy. She wasn't my real sister, in fact she was adopted, but her beauty said otherwise. She looked just like my mother so people assumed I was the adopted one. My parent treated her like a real daughter, that's why she went to Imrich Academy. She's the same age as me and her name is Emma.

The boy who she was hanging out with is Ricky Jobs the actual son and heir to W.A.C. He is very kind to me and treats me differently than everybody else. Though he doesn't really remember my real name, he calls me Cinderella just like everybody else.

"Good Cinderella, get us some snacks or something and start cleaning or something" she waves her hand as if she was shooing me. I came back with coke and sandwiches and left but Ricky pulled me back and I felt like my heart would stop.

"Why don't you join us? It fine right?" He so nice! I almost sat down when Emma reminded me I had chores to do so I shook my head and left. As I walked away I hear Ricky defending me, scolding Emma and telling her to be nicer to me. I looked out of the corner of my eye and even saw him bonk her on the head. I wish I were Emma right now, I wish I were someone else but myself.

I looked forward again and bumped into LaLa, who was in the shape of a real tiny fairy. She put her finger to her lips, telling me to be quiet and led me to the maids' room.

"Girl, I smell love in the air. You like that boy? He's cute~" she flies above my head and starts humming. "You want to make a wish? I can't give ya anymore freebies if that's whatcha wishin fo. I suggest wishing the chores be done so ya can get this over with." I nodded, that would be nice. I could go home early for a change. She told me to get all the cleaning supplies and put them in a pile, so I did. Then she flew up and sprinkled some magic dust on them, and they floated upright. Then you know what? They started cleaning by themselves, I was glad the house was ridiculously big. It was just a house with 4 master bedrooms, a kitchen, some bathroom, a living room, and all those good rooms normal houses have. They were done in no time, I even managed to finish my homework waiting for them to clean the house. I got ready to go home and I guess Ricky was too.

"Oh, are you leaving? Where are you going?" No one but my family knew that I lived in a different house entirely so I just told him I was going to a friend's house, "Well I can walk you to the front of the house I guess... Wait, do you want I ride?" I shook my head again, he was such a nice guy. "You don't talk much," then, he gave me this handsome grin that almost made me fall down. "I'm having a party 2 months from now... I invited Emma, and I told her to tell you, but I don't think she will so here." He hands me an invitation. "It at the club my family owns, you know that big one downtown? Crystine?" Crystine was an enormous club where even the coolest celebrities would hang out at, it was designed for people 16+. But since some people like drinking there are different 'sections' one for 16-20 and 21+ and then there's also smoking so it's a real nice club were even teens can go to.

"Thanks, it's sounds cool. I'll see ya there then." Then I remembered LaLa so I asked if I could bring her, and he said of course. I felt like Ricky would the prince in my story that was unfolding and I wished with all my might that it was true.
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