Cinderella returns

Chapter-6 First Meetings (Part I)

Hello, to all those people who are reading my story, I would like to thank each one of you. I can't believe Cinderella Returns crossed 100 reads. To most of you it is very small, but it matters a lot to me. Still, the no. of comments are very less and would love it if you guys spend a little time of yours to tell me your opinion about it . Picture of Cameron on the side  ---->

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Evanya's P.O.V

It's been a three weeks, and me and Mr. Cocky talk daily, even it is for fifteen minutes but we still take out time from our ‘busy schedules’ as he likes to call our daily routine, to just talk how our day went.

Something about him tells me, that I can ramble on to him about anything ranging from- my hobbies, my favourite book or world peace and he will listen to me constantly blabber for hours. There is not a single moment of awkwardness between us, he always has something to say, and that's what I love about him.

Hey! It's not what you think it is. I am not in LOVE with him, I just like or love him as a friend or that's what I think till now.

There are a lot of things that I have discovered about him in this matter of time, things me or anyone else could not have imagined. To begin way let's say We actually have a lot in a common. Both of us are A-grade students. I know it is hard to believe. Really hard. Who could have thought that the hottest guy in school, could actually get good marks. Our favourite book is also the same ‘A walk to remember’ by Nicholas Sparks. I am absolutely in love with that writer's books. Whatever he writes, it's like it comes straight from his heart. I can go on and on about my favourite parts in his books, but I don't think it is the right time.

Back to the present situation.

I am in the diner right now, and my sisters are lecturing me right now to behave properly in front of their school friends, who I would like to mention are those blonde bimbos and senseless jocks.

“Address us by saying ‘Ma'am’ and don't dare to call us by our names” and bla bla bla. Nothing I haven't heard a million times. This is what happens everytime their friends visit, Me showing fake respect to them and them humiliating me in front of everybody.

It's always like this, whenever they invite their friends over here we have to go through endless hours of torture and above all they love to make me their play toy, throwing food at me or asking me to put up a funny performance for  them, because ‘they haven't had a good laugh in many days.’

 I wonder what she would make me do today. Whatever, now back to work.

As I am cleaning the dining tables, my sister’s clique makes their grand entrance. I quickly run back to the cash counter to take any orders that I am asked to. I was too busy cleaning the mess on the counter top that I hardly paid any attention to, who all were there.

 It was after 5 minutes I heard my name being called by none other than Joe and by my name I mean ‘diner girl’. Well, Joe is the definition of your typical jock. He has blue eyes, blonde hair and looks to die for. But his personality is just the opposite.

 I ask him “What would you like to have?”  in a monotonous voice plus looking at the floor and at that moment of time The Ella Parker pipes her head in, and with that annoying bitchy voice of hers says “ Evanya, what way is this to behave with a customer? Apologize now.”

I am highly tired of her always dictating me what to do, but since I do not have any other option than to listen to her demands, so I just give in and say ‘Sorry’ to Joe and continue taking their order without shifting my gaze from my notepad.

After taking their long orders I stand at the counter waiting for the food to arrive, so that I can serve it to them.

I am so busy checking the data on the computer, that I hardly notice who is making his way to me and when I do notice, It is too late already.

 He is standing right in front of me, I am so lost in his mesmerizing green eyes that I hardly pay attention to anything he says, that is until he waves his hands in front of my face and I come back from my dream world.

Well, for those who haven't realized yet who is it Let me tell you it is THE CAMERON GREY.

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OOH....IS THAT WHAT PEOPLE CALL A CLIFFHANGER...WELL I AM SORRY FOR BEING SO SELFISH BUT I DIDN'T HAVE ANY TIME TO WRITE BEYOND THIS, BUT I PROMISE I WILL UPDATE REALLY SOON AND MAKE IT WORTH THE WAIT....