A Princess and Pauper Modern Fairy tale with One Direction

chapter 2

Chapter 2: Maggie's POV

"BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP".

It was the alarm clock. Ugh I sighed," time to get up." It was seven o'clock. I had to be at work by 9 leaving me two hours to get ready. My name is Maggie. I'm seventeen years old. I live with my evil step mom and my two step sisters. My mom passed away when I was four. I remember her but not a whole lot. But I remember everything of my father. He passed away when I was twelve. It was a tuesday morning. My dog Sophie had kept on licking my face. It was time for her to go outside and go to the bathroom and time for me to start on my daily chores. If I didn't, I was in trouble with my step mother.

"Okay girl I get it," I said trying to push my black lab/ border collie mix puppy, Sophie off of me, "Just let me put on my shoes."

I had began to slip on some socks then slid on my red converse. After that I slid on a sweatshirt. Mornings were always cold here in Washington DC. As I stepped outside, Sophie ran past by me. She first went to the bathroom than she ran around the yard like she had been trapped in the house for years.

"Come here girl", I said. I filled up her bowl with fresh water than gave her some food. As she ran over and began to eat, chore time began. First I mowed the lawn, then watered the flowers. After I was done I tiptoed back into the house and began to clean the upstairs bathroom. After scrubbing the bathtub, floor, sink, and my favorite part the toilet (cough cough: SARCASM), I went into the kitchen. I had to make my step mom and step sisters breakfast. They usually ate low fat fruit yogurt parfaits. After chopping up the strawberries, blueberries, grapes, and bananas, I turned on the stove and cracked some eggs. One of my fav meals of the day, breakfast :).As I finished up with their breakfast, my two sisters were up.

"Ew what is that smell," said Miranda.

"I think its Magget", sneered Lindsey.

"Morning to you too guys. How did you guys sleep last night," I said trying to make a nice peaceful small talk but instead they just both looked at me in disgust and then looked at each other and laughed whispering to each other "loser". You'd expect me to be so sad and upset about how the only family I have left treats me but honestly Im used to it. They are usually worse. After they started to eat their yogurt parfaits, the ones I made with no thanks or thank yous, they complained. Lindsey complained that I gave her "too" much yogurt while Miranda complained she didnt have enough. After I began to apollogize, the real monster had awoken.

"What's the problem girls?" Oh dear. It was Craella Deville.

"Good morning Helga", I said smiling.

"Did you just interrupt me", she snapped. I quickly apologized but she ignored me taking her attention back to the girls.

"Maggie purposely ruined our yogurt parfaits", whined Lindsey.

"Is that so", said Helga, my step mom.

"I didn't mean to," I replied trying to quickly defend myself, "I accidently gave them too much yogurt and grapes". Though I could've swore it was an even amount.

"Is that true girls," she asked turning their direction while they nodded their heads making a sad face.

"Okay then, in that case I know you didn't mean to do that to them Maggie, accidents do happen," Helga said smiling at me. I was shocked as the girls' jaws dropped.

"Thank you", I said, " For understanding. I would never purposely do that to them infact I'm sorry to the both of you".

"But."

Oh dear, I knew what was going to happen next.

"You were careless and irresponsible, therefore you are in trouble. No going to the skate park, nor hanging out with friends for the week. You must be home by eight sharp! And you will be doing extra chores as well," angrily said Helga.