Royal's Academy: Cinderella

Chapter 1 ~ Long Live the Queen

Every day I walk through the same hall ways, they have become boring. The walls, that are painted different colors, have started to blur. I see the teachers who hang up their student’s artwork but soon that starts to blur as well. I look into a classroom, and another. Two identical rooms yet completely different.

I sigh as I go to my locker, anxious to put my book bag in there. It has grown heavy with every day that I carry it because of the mountain of books I’m always given for homework. I look at my yellow locker and twist the cold, black knob, 7-0-13. It swings open and I push the book bag in taking my binder and a book from it. Since my hands were full, I had to use my foot to close the door. I looked at the nearest clock and panicked, I had 3 minutes to get to class. I ran to my next class, Science, nearly knocking down some guy in the hallway.

“There goes my quiet entrance idea,” he chuckled and stood up. I picked up my papers that had flown everywhere.

I smiled and said, “I am so sorry, I hope I didn’t hurt you.” He laughed again. The nerve of this guy! Here I am apologizing and he’s just laughing at me. I pouted a little and once my papers had been grabbed, I looked up at his face. He was really cute, handsome even. His eyes were hazel I guess for lack of a better word. They changed constantly, right before my eyes and his hair was a mess! It was so curly and unruly, my kind of guy. I realized I was staring at him and I looked away, though, he was staring at me as well. I blushed a little, hoping he didn’t notice he smiled too, showing some very adorable dimples.

He helped me up, which was a little unnecessary but I didn’t complain. “I’m new. I mean… I’m Andrew Mardio.” I smiled at his mistake.

Remembering how to use my voice, “I’m...” Suddenly the bell rang and I said, “Very sorry but I have to get to class or I will be late.” With that I ran off, leaving a very confused Andrew in the hallway.

He yelled, “I didn’t hear your name!” I continued down the hall, choosing to ignore him. I burst the Science door open, I saw Hayley and her crew snickering at me. I tried to keep my head low and went to my seat.

“Okay, let me take attendance and then we will begin class.” he called role in an unenthusiastic 

Lately, I found everything boring or quite frankly, my life just sucked. Nothing has been the same since mother died. It may have been 6 months ago but it still felt like yesterday. I remember her last words to me, “Never forget who you are so that your prince may find you.”  My mom loved fairy tales which is why my dad married her because she never truly grew up, forever being a naïve, young girl. I also remember how frail she looked when I saw her, barely alive yet it shone. Just in her eyes- youth, something that seemed to tower above other characteristics.

She became very ill and passed away but she never really left. I still think she gives me advice in my head in times of indecision. I guess she also left her looks as well, though that could be a bad thing.  My father can barely look at me, he’s so depressed. He says I remind him of her and that it is just too much pain to bear.  How my green eyes sparkle and dance in the light and my blond hair that can’t be straightened. Though he says my best feature is my smile that it could brighten even the darkest of shadows.

I sigh and then frown well he said that before she died. Now, he mopes around, never looking directly at my face. The thought saddens me, I wish he would just love me again. But he never stopped loving you, Ella a voice said. It was my mom’s I perked up a little even though I knew she wasn’t really speaking to me. I loved to hear her voice especially when she sang like a bird.  Everyone said I sang like her before she died.

“Ella, Sanatio? Ella?” Mr. Gardens looked around. I raised my hand shyly avoiding the death look from Hayley. Hayley and her sister, Penny happened to be my new step-sisters. My dad had decided to remarry yet another reason why my life sucked.