It's not a Cinderella story

chapter 2

I've never seen the studio so full before.

Usually there are five rows filled up with the occasional one or two spots missing but now all nineteen of the rows were filled with women. Even some had to stand to see the stage and some of the ladies were the hags age. I scan the crowd until my eyes drop to be the group of middle aged women who are attempting to show the little cleavage they have.

"Co-Co dear, can you pass these drinks please Tyler is arriving at any minute and I want to be prepared." The hags angelic voice reaches my ears.

I look at the clock and it reads,

7:14.

" Actually my shift is done, you said I could leave at seven-."

"And you believed me," she scoffs, "please I thought you'd know me better that you'd be able to predict what I do. You will work for me normally, get off normally and get to school as usual." She she finishes of with a smirk.

I grab the tray of martins out of her hand, not forgetting to shoot her a glare, and walk towards the snack bar were my very trusty best friend awaits.

"Dammit!" Neomi shrieks as I get closer.

"What's wrong now ?" I say setting the tray down.

"I look horrible" she shouts and the few people near the snack bar turns around and shoots a glare at us.

"Why do you need to look good, this is my sisters show not Broadway."

"Tyler Clare is going to be here and the only nice thing I have is a pair of leggings and crappy blouse that I'm pretty sure my Mother bought for me."After she rants she looks back at the little mirror she has set up and attempts to flatten down her curls.

"You look fine, plus he's just here to watching there performance. Not coming to gawk at you." I say just as my beautiful and wonderful foster sisters decides now is the time to call for me

"COREE COME HERE".

"I look horrible but I'll deal with it later go answer Godzilla's lizards ." I shoot her grin.

"Oh since your the best-est friend ever can you go pass out the alcohol." I say with a hopeful look.

"Fine, but if Tyler comes and he sees me like this I'll hunt you down and whoop your ass."

I shoot her a wink and walk over towards the twins practice room and get ready for there commands (and after I don't do them threats).

"Coree I'm thirsty I need a water." Tweedledee shouts at me.

"Yeah also this costume is too tight." Tweedledum joins in.

I stare at them and it takes every ounce of willpower to not laugh .Birtha, the one who wanted water, is attempting to do the splits with her ginger hair wrapped up in the worst bun possible and her costume is stretching to fit her curves and for Sydnie, the costume barely fits,probably because of the weight she put on, her brown hair is up in a French braid. What makes me want to laugh the most is that there make-up is a very bright neon colour that go's up to there eyebrows and there lips look a size bigger.

"Hey I'm talking to you, you little bitch!" I snap out of thoughts to find Birtha looking at me with a mask of pure hatred.

"Sorry what do you want me to do?" I ask.

"I want water, she wants a looser costume." She says, pointing her thumb towards her sister. I roll my eyes and make my way over to Sydnie.

"What's wrong with it ?"