Found You, Cindirella (Cast a Spell Series #2)

Chapter III

Her

I love crafting materials. It's one thing I know is my talent. Whether it'd be dresses, birdhouses, or any other things. Sabi ni Papa, nagmana daw ako sa mama ko na magaling gumawa ng damit, but he didn't know that he's a crafter too. He used to create a small house for me with kitchen materials and that memory will forever be engraved in my heart. Mama and Papa are both crafter— the reason behind my talent and passion for arts and crafts.

I created a blue mask with golden beads around it. I also put a desert bluebell at the edge of it as a design. Hindi naman mahirap na maghanap ng pares na damit dahil madami akong damit na palihim kong tinatago sa demonyo kong mga kapatid. I know little with make-up since I often see Ana and Drizzy putting make-up on but I guess my observation is enough.

"Aalis na kami! Enjoy your time with your animals!" Tukso ni Drizzy kinabukasan, obviously bragging about it.

Hindi ko siya sinagot. Madona looked down on me, silent and observant. Naglalaba ako ngayon sa likod ng bahay namin pero sinadya talaga nila akong puntahan para ipakita ang magagara nilang mga damit. And I hate it, I hate it that I'm envying their dresses. It was well tailored and shiny. They were shimmering and dazzling. Hindi naman nakakagulat dahil mayaman si Madona— reason why she can pay really well with my father's hospital bills. Ito rin ang isa sa rason kung bakit hindi ako puwedeng umalis.

Sometimes, I felt like I was their maid. And their payment was my father's hospital bill. I'm not part of their small family and I never wanted to.

"Sa mansiyon kami maninihapon kaya huwag kang magluto. Sayang lang ang gasolina." Si Madona.

Tumango lang ako at ibinaba na ang tingin sa mga labahin. Thank god, they didn't bother me any longer and went out. Alas kuwatro palang pero umalis nila kahit na ala sais pa ang party. Dinalian ko ang paglaba para makapagbihis na ako at makapag-ayos.

Nang masiguro kong tapos na ako sa lahat ng gawaing bahay ay kaagad akong umakyat sa kuwarto ko. My room was placed in an abandoned attic and as much as I hate the small space due to the slanted roof, I love how peaceful it is, away from my sisters loud mouths.

Kaagad akong naligo at nagbihis. I wore a crochet blue dress. It was simple, created by me. It has different patterns, diamonds, circles, lines, that fit perfectly with my white fair skin and blond hair. My mom was a half-european and half-asian, that is why I inherited her blond hair. Some people even think I dyedd my hair, but I was born with this hair color, reason why I stand out most of time when I was still a student.

My classmates bullied me just because I was 'different' from them due to my hair color. They hated my blond hair and how I stand out too much. Madaming mga lalake kong kaklase ang gusto akong ligawan at iyon ang isa sa rason ni Madona para patigilin ako sa pag-aaral. Aniya, baka raw mahulog ako sa maling lalake at mabuntis ako. I didn't even think of that, she was just paranoid or maybe because her dear daughters are overshadowed by me.

And since my blond hair gains too much attention, I covered it with a blue scarf. I wore a flat, worn-out shoes, and slip in to Ana's room so I could borrow her few make-ups. I applied a small amount of blush, pink lipstick and powder, and I'm all set.

I stare at my reflection on the vanity mirror. My usual white pale face now felt so alive with the blush on. My hooded blue eyes stand out as much as my blond hair stand out and it highlighted my features well, with my high cheekbones and heart-shaped lips. I have a really small face and I bet it will fit perfectly with Erikson's huge hands.

I paused when I realized my train of thoughts.

Bakit ko iniisip ang lalakeng 'yon?!