Cindy Swan (Cinderrela Story)

"CINDY MARIE SWAN!!"

Oh shit. I'm in trouble. Big time. I truge down the spril starecase to my awaiting step mother.

"Now cindy," she begns in her southern acsent "how many times have i told you? Elle goes in the right pile, and Vouge in the left, is that so hard to learn, I mean, really all your doing is sorting my magazines."

I stare at her blankly. "Yeah i get it" i say after a minite.

"good!" she clips, and click-clacks off in her stilettos. Isn't it a littke early in the morning for those shoes? I think to myself. I sigh and go back up the starecase, to my room to get ready for school.

I diside on a pair of ripped studded jeans and a purple tank with a terquse sheer top on top. As i walk out of my room to do my hair and makeup in the bathroom, i walk past my sisters rooms. Step sisters that is. I can hear Justin Beiber blaring from their room from a mile away.

I finish getting ready and go sit downstares with my bag. It will be another good 20 min. until they are ready.

Now that I have a free moment, let me tell you a little bit about my self. My name is Cindy. I live with my step mom, Darla, and step sisters, Tiffiny and Cher. My dad too, but he's away on bissness alot.

My mom died when I was 11. Its been a hard 5 years, but i've moved on.

So im a 16 year old girl, living in Beverly Hills, with my step-family (besides my dad).

Another unifishal memeber of my family is Martha. She has worked as the cook for as long as I can remember, and is like a real mom to me. She was best friends with my mom.