Another Cinderella Story//L.H. Fanfic

"He's in love with you." Gracie tells me. I shake my head. "Not possible. I'm just a maid. He's in a famous band. It'll never work out. Plus he's in love with Bella." I say. "He's not in love with me." "You never know unless you ask."

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1. Part 1

I'm not as unlucky as you might think I am. I live in a big house but there are a lot of rooms I'm not allowed to go into. For example, all of them.

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Okay let's be honest. I don't live in a big house. My stepmom does. With my stepsister, Bella and stepbrother, Victor. Victor could be nice...at times and Bella. Bella's different. She's like the worst sister you could ever have. She's snobby, shallow, she thinks she's better than everybody else, and she's the most popular girl in school. I may just be 18, practically an adult, but I know a lot. I get the best grades, I play 50 million instruments and stuff.

In the house, I'm only allowed in the kitchen and my sisters rooms. To clean and cook. My stepmom had somebody build a small cottage for me to "live" in. So................yeah.

Singing is my passion. Playing instruments is my passion. Any musical thing or talent is my passion.

I'm gonna say that my only freedom is to go to this recording studio so I can sing and stuff.

My stepmom was a little famous in her time but kinda went down since this new band called 5sos came into the music business.

I don't know. They're pretty weird if you ask me. They sing about underwear and weird diseases like amnesia.

They seemed chill though. Meeting them would be cool. Like it would ever happen to me.

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I wake up earlier than usual which is weird because I wake up when "Mrs. All that" makes an announcement for me to wake up and make breakfast.

But I wake up earlier for a reason. I found out yesterday, (by eavesdropping) that 5sos was coming here to record for a song or something, so that if I got the chance to meet them I would sing for them.

I'm not sure I was supposed to hear that but I did and I just felt like going to the studio.

I wear flannel, as usual, and black skinnies and combat boots. Perfect outfit.

Walking out in my streets are easy. Sort of. Okay it's not easy. People act like I don't exist and bump right into me.

One time I fell and nobody helped me up or even asked if I was okay. I was like invisible or something.

It hurts.

I walk into the studio and Jake, my best friend is there.

"Hey Jake."

"Hey Lela. So whatcha singin' today?"

"Eh. I don't know."

Then Bella walks out of the bathroom.

"Jay? Your here? Wow. Um well, mom said that, since of course 5sos was coming today to this studio, to clean this place up and start recording so I can take your voice and use it as mine."

"Wait. What? Take my voice?"

"Look. All of us know you sing pretty, but trust me you don't have the looks to become a great artist. I mean if I get your voice and um I look like this Luke will be begging me to go out with him."

"So this is about Luke?"

"Um duh!! Did you not hear me?"

I rolled my eyes. I could care less.

"Hey Bella, why are you so mean to Lela? She does nothing to you." Jake says.

"Why do you care? She's just a child with no parents and is a pathetic loser. I don't even know why you hang out with her, see if you hang out with me, you'll own the school."

Jake rolls his eyes. "Well I gots to go. See ya, Lela."

"See ya."

He rides away on his skateboard.

"Let's get started." Bella says pointing to the recording booth, giving me a "hint" to go over there.

I slowly walk over there and sing. But of course not my best. Bella using my voice for my favorite band member? Not gonna happen.

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So, what up?! HI GUYS!!!!! I dedicate this book to my best friend Dimpley_Luke!!!!! Yay!!!!!

So......hows life guys?

Eh? Eh? No nothing? Okay.

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XxEmilyxX

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