A Cinderella story

chapter 3

Scott took me to a kind of run down house in the neighborhood next to mine. He reached under the welcome mat for the key. He held the door open and let me lead the way in. "Is this your house?" I asked feeling quite stupid for asking. Obviously it was. "Yeah. Sorry it's not much." He said looking down. I shook my head. "Its perfect." Scott looked up quickly and blushed. He moved past me to the kitchen. I followed slowly. "Are you hungry?" He asked. I shook my head again. "You got awfully quiet all of a sudden? Are you okay?" He stopped what he was doing. "Yeah...just you never answered the question about your parents..I was just curious." I said, more to the floor than him. I heard him sigh. "Both my parents are drunks. They have no jobs. Well, unless you consider sitting in a bar all day drinking away the money to buy your son food to eat, a job." He went silent and I went over and hugged him, wrapping my arms around his waist so he couldn't move away. To my surprise, he wrapped his arms around me and put his head on my shoulder. We sat like that until the clicking of a key in the door and loud voices hit our ears. "Oh my god. My parents. The one time they come home at a reasonable hour." I froze. Was I about to meet his parents? I looked up at him and he was clearly thinking along the same lines I was. He looked down at me. He must have decided no because he grabbed my arm and pushed me into a room."make no noise. Stay here. I'll come back for you when the coast is clear." He said and shut the door. I turned to see where I was. It looked like a closet but it had band posters and a stack of CDs on the ground and a small bed in the corner. I was in Scott's room. It was tiny. I suddenly felt the need to cry. He was living in a closet under the stairs. Even my stepmother gave me a better room than that. Scott opened the door. I guess I must have started crying without realizing it because he pulled me to his chest and slowly rubbed my back. "I can't believe they make you sleep here." I whispered. He kissed my forehead. I felt my heart start to beat a little faster. "Don't be sorry. I manage. Its really cozy actually." He said with a sigh. "You deserve better." I said pulling away from him to look him in the eyes. "So do you" he said. He started leaning down towards me and I met him in the middle, our lips meeting. My heart was racing and it felt...right. he pulled away and took my hand. He kissed the back of it. He opened the door and led the way out. We walked down the street hand in hand. When we arrived at my house, he kissed me before walking home. I opened the door and my step sisters were waiting. "Why were you kissing Scott? He is one of the hottest guys in school. What does he want with you?" Jessica sneered. Brit piped up. "He's ours. So you best back away." She said with her finger in my face. I walked past them and went upstairs to my room. I layed down on the bed. Jess and Brit were right. Why would he want me? I'm not special. I'm..I'm not even average. I fell asleep thinking about it and when I woke up the next morning I dreaded going to school. Scott was waiting for me in front of the house. But Jess and Brit got to him first. I watched them talking and Scott looked up to the second floor and I could see pain in his eyes. He started to walk away. I grabbed my bag and bolted down the stairs. "Scott! Wait!" I yelled. He stopped and turned. "What?" He snapped. "What did Jess and Brit say to you?" I asked, panting. "They told me you said I was too low for you. That my house was crappy and that you could do so much better." Scott looked away and I could see the tears in his eyes. "I'm going to murder them." I said turning to go off and find them. "Don't bother. You could have just said something. If I wasn't good enough for you, you could have told me." He shook his head and walked away. I stood mouth open hoping to catch flies so i could choke and die. I felt the tears slip out and I swiped at them. I walked to school slowly.