Casey POV
I was awoken from a peaceful sleep by the soft melody of my alarm clock and a soft gleam of sunlight bathing my room.
Sike.
"Girl, if you don't get your lazy ugly ass up now and turn that shit off!!"
I shot off my small cot, moaning at the sweet sound of my stepmothers voice. Sarcasm like a motherfucker. I looked at the red light of my cheap alarm clock in the darkness of my room.
3:30
I balled my fists tightly, counting to ten trying to calm down. 'One two three four fi-'
"TURN THAT SHIT OFF NOW!!"
I reached over and slammed my hand on my alarm, silencing it. Tossing off my blanket, I was careful not to bump my head on the low ceiling. How did we have more than 4 rooms in this house, yet I have to sleep in the attic? I will never know. Still, I learned to be grateful, Remi could've kicked me to the curb or threw my ass in the system when my dad died. So I just thanked God that she just made me a low life slave of some sort instead.
Yayy.
After doing all my usual early as fuck in the morning chores (cooking breakfast, waxing the floor, doing laundry and a bunch of other crazy ridiculous tasks for only one person) it was almost 5 o'clock.
I had to open up the restaurant at 5:45 so I had to get going. As I walked over to the rickety ladder leading to my room I could hear my family starting to get ready for their day. Not wanting to deal with any negative interaction I rushed up the old ladder only securing 3 splinters in the process. New record.
I grabbed my overalls and a T-shirt. I loved my overalls, they were so comfortable. Plus, they were the only things I owned, so couldn't exactly be picky. Shoving them in my bag, I grabbed my clipboard and binder off my desk before racing downstairs and out of the St.Clare house.
I hopped on my bike and started my trek to Remi's Cafe.
YOU ARE READING
The Black Cinderella
Teen Fiction"Your black ain't beautiful", at least that's what her stepmother tells her. "If you're not a twig, you're not beautiful either", her stepsister Agatha would say. "Your parents didn't love you, if they did, they wouldn't have died and stuck us with...
