Cupids arrow gone wrong

Ch.8: cinderella

Nellys POV
I saw from a distant, that he kissed her...my heart dropped at that moment, it was painful to watch....yet my eyes were glued. I felt sad, immensely, almost like my heart had broken, and I saw Cupid in that distant as well. He was smiling me. He walked towards me, and I just stood there waiting for him for some reason. When he was finally infront of me he smiled.
"You know you're hurting and you like him, yet why do you reject it so much?" He asked me, as he stood infront of me, gazing intensely at me. And I just looked at the ground, I had nothing to say really.
"I-uh...I don't like him. He will do whatever he wants, with whomever, I am nothing to him" I told Cupid, bravely, trying to stand my ground as I gazed into his grey icy eyes, that turned mysterious for a second, he smiled at me kindly....which was weird, he took my hand and placed a kiss on it.
"You really are strong....unfortunately...it won't entertain me enough" he mumbled as I felt my heart beat faster.
"What was that for?" I asked as i looked at the place her kissed. It was slightky sparkling with a bit of magic? And then disappeared...
"For you to be more attractive, I'll be watching as always, dear" he said as he began walking away from me. What the heck was he talking about making me more attractive? I am ugly, nothing to look at really, I just wanted to be invisible. People to leave me alone.
I turned to look for Cupid when I lost him, and instead found Ivan
"Ew...what do you want?" I asked in disgust as he chuckled.
"Still mad about the stunt I pulled?" He asked me
"Yes. Fucking dumbass, don't involve me in whatever games you have with Nicholas" I told him, as I glared and he smiled at me, his eyes lighting up with interest and I Could tell he was having fun.
"Somehow...you look cuter right now? Why? Did you touch up on makeup? Wait-you don't seem to be wearing any make up besides mascara, you're pretty much natural. Rare, indeed...anyways wanna dance?" He asked me, when a Spanish song turned on. And he glared at the Dj. A Hispanic girl who was at the side of a Spanish guy began squealing in enthusiasm.
"Porfavor Antonio, let's dance!" She asked him and he turned away blushing in embarssment.
"No catherine, I will not dance" he told her, as he crossed his arms. I smiled at her, and walked towards her.
"I can dance bachata if you'd like.." I mumbled and she squealed in excitement. I didn't know why I felt so confident in my dancing.. I mean yea, I knew how to dance, but I wasn't a very public person.
"You know bachata? Chica! You're my new friend! Do you like Romeo santos or Prince Royce better?" She asked me, her Spanish partner looking at her in disbelief
"Los dos," I replied, saying "the two" in Spanish. She smiled even more, and took me by my hand, dragging me to the dance floor, beginning to dance bachata with me. The dance consisted of a lot of hip Movement, depending on your partners ability of dancing you could dance like A. Amatueur style, just 4 steps to the side, at a certain rhythm while holding your partners hand.
B. Beginning to move more hip, more sensual, more outgoing, more twirling and more closeness
Or
C. Very sensual, very close, and very outgoing, it could vary at different speeds according to the song,
When this Hispanic girl took me out to dance, I could tell she was a level C. She was outgoing, her steps were accurate, she was passionate about the song. She was beautiful as she danced. At some point,we were incredibly close, I had no problem with it, she smiled at me, and twirled me. Both of us moving at the perfect speed, our hips moving sensually according to the music, and people stared at us. I laughed at their faces, they seemed surprised. As the song began to end, Catherine twirled me once more, and ended it with a close step tone another. People began. Clapping, and Catherine smiled at me
"Chica! Girl, you can dance very well. For a white girl at least" she told me. I couldnt help not laughing at her compliment, I knew white people really were bad at dancing but I had been living in a Hispanic neighborhood for sometime. Antonio, walked up to us, he was looking embarrassed.
"Catherine...sorry about...the dance" he mumbled and she laughed at him.
"Too late, tony, you're just jealous because I got to dance and you didn't. Menzo. Dummy" she told him, and he looked at her in slight embarssment
"You know...I don't like dancing infront of people...." He mumbled and she smiled, wrapping her arm with his. I guess they were a couple?
"Oh! Si! So, what's your name? You speak good Spanish, and know your dancing and music, so who are you?" She asked in her Mexican accent. I smiled at her
"My names nelly Anderson"
"Anderson? Never heard of you before, oh! You must be an escort of some sort? Right?" She asked me and I shook my head. I didn't sell my self in that way.
" no, I was just invited by Nicholas Wilson"
"Oh! Nico! That boy! He's quite cute, you better watch out, addy likes him too" Catherine told me with a wink, and I laughed
"I'm not into Nicholas like that...we're just friends" i told her and she giggled,
"Just friends? Mentirosa, liar, that can't be possible. Nick never ever brings...'normal people'...here. You must be special" Antonio told me and I felt embarrassed yet surprised.
"I keep hearing the same thing...what type of girls does he usually bring?" I asked them. Antonio and Catherine looked at eachother as if looking for the answer
"He brings girls like Adelaide, or like Lindsy, but Lindsy and Nico haven't talked to eachother since their breakup. No one knows the truth about the two, some say that he cheated on her-" Antonio began saying
"Or she cheated on him" Catherine added
"Oh! And others say that the two slept together, and she left him when she got pregnant or something but we all know that's a lie, because Any rich girl would hold on to Nico with the wealth and money he has. He's quite importante-" Antonio added, as he got quite when he looked behind nelly.
".....Ivan." They both said in unison. Pronouncing his name as "ee-van". They nodded their heads in acknowledgement.
"Ivan?" I asked as I turned to see him, behind me and he was looking at the couple in a cold way.
"Anyways, we will be going now, see ya later nelly" Antonio said as he took Catherine with him, she waved at me
"Bye Chica!"
"What do you want?" I asked Ivan once we were alone.
"Nothing, just surprised to see you know how to dance such a song" he told me
"So what? I can dance, big deal. Where's Nick?" I asked,
"Nick? Probably in a room making out with addy, everyone knows they gotta be an item by now. After a hot kiss like that" ivan commented. I felt my heart sadden at that moment... He may be right.
"Im...going home" I told Ivan as I began walking towards the exit, when he stopped me.
"You can't leave- it's barely midnight-" he he began saying but I pulled my hand away from him.
"And I need to get home before midnight" I informed him with a glare
"I'll drive y-"
"No. This Cinderella has her carriage, so please leave" I told him as I shoo'ed him away. He hesitated before leaving me alone...
I began to call Cal's number..