Cindy: A Highschool Cinderella

Chapter Nine

Emma and I slept at around one o’clock in the morning and then we woke up at eight because Natasha said that Emma has to leave first thing in the morning. And I think she was serious. Last night we talked about what happened between Emma and Michael while I was gone. She only just told me last night that they have been texting each other for a few weeks now and that inviting us to the party was his first move. And kissing her was the second.

“How long were you in there?” I asked.

“We weren’t there for that long, Cindy!” she said scandalized. “Gosh, Michael’s a nice guy. Bit shy, maybe but he is really nice.”

“And super hot,” I added and she hit me with a pillow.

And in the morning Emma refused to leave without knowing what happened between me and Jeremy last night that made me so eager to leave. So I told her what happened from the awkward start with the Cali to me running away from him. But what intrigued Emma the most was the fact that Jeremy asked me if he could kiss me.

“Why didn’t you let him?” she asked like she’s one of those detectives in CSI.

“Because he barely knows me,” I said. “I won’t let my first kiss wasted on a guy who doesn’t know who I really am.”

“But you’ve been crushing on him for so long,” she reasoned out.

“Yeah, but he doesn’t know me,” I said. “If he’s only going to make out with me just because he thinks I’m pretty then hell no.”

“You are so out of your mind.”

“I’m not out of mind. I’m being reasonable.”

“Oh well. But you better get my shoes back. Whether you have to kiss him to get it back or not,” she said with a grin.

We would have talked about a lot of other things but we heard Natasha’s door open and Emma kissed me on the cheek and dashed to her car before Natasha could have even reached the last steps of the staircase.

“Cindy, make me some tea and toast,” Natasha ordered.

“With butter?” I asked.

“Of course with no butter!” she said. “Butter is fattening! I thought we had that clear.” She stormed up the stairs probably to sleep again until her tea’s cold and then she’ll complain about it and yada, yada, yada. The usual routine every weekend. Sigh, I wish last night didn’t end. I wish I could talk to Jeremy all night because he’s just so calm and collected and like he doesn’t give an F on what other people think. Unfortunately, my happy daydreams were cut short by Haley and Mackenzie bounding down the stairs.

I heard Mackenzie say, “I did get his number.”

“Whatever,” Hayley replied. “I can’t believe I wasted my time being your wing-woman when I could’ve been making out with Jeremy last night.”

Hayley glared at me probably because I was staring at them while they were talking. And she didn’t say ‘good morning’, she just told me to get some milk and the Lucky Charms. Only Kenzie said good morning.

“Oh hey,” Kenzie said with a mouthful of Lucky Charms. “Did you find out yet who angel girl Jeremy was talking about?”

“Please don’t remind me,” Hayley said. “He kept gushing about her like she fell from the sky and into his arms. Ugh,”

I think they’re talking about me. I was the only one besides Jeremy who wore an angel costume. Oh my God, if Hayley finds out that I’m the ‘angel girl’ she’s so going to make my life like hell!

“I think she’s pretty,” Kenzie said.

Thank you, Kenzie!

“Oh please, she was hiding under a mask. She probably looks like a goat undernearth it.”

Fuck you, Hayley!

“I bet she is. And if she went to our school she’ll probably be the most wanted girl ever,“ Kenzie reasoned out. Sadly, I’m not the most wanted girl in our school. I’m probably the most unwanted girl in school next to Dorothy Sanchez, the weird girl who always wore woolen scarves and thick sweaters even if it’s the middle of summer and never spoke to anyone but her locker door and just always happened to disappear. Seriously, I have tried making friends with her but she didn’t reply to me in any way. She just passed by me like I wasn’t talking to her.

“What are you looking at?” Hayley said with the same glare.

“Nothing,” I said. “Just daydreaming. Wishing I was out of this hellhole.”

When I walked back up the stairs I heard Hayley said, “I’m hunting that angel bitch down.”