I looked around my eyes landing on the mirror. I had mascara running down my face. There was a cup of water on the ledge of the sink, the water was shifting inside the cup. My sisters were probably banging on the the doors impatiently. The doors were locked. I cleaned myself up and cleaned up the mess around me. I couldn't leave evidence. I slowly unlocked the doors and went into my room re-locking the door behind me and my main door so no one could come in. I laid down on my bed pulling my blanket up over my arms, before quickly falling to sleep.
I woke up to someone shaking my body. Slowly opening my eyes I realized it was my sister Poppi. "Get up loser you have to get ready for school" She signed. I sighed and got up giving her a quick okay. I walked over to my closet and pulled on a pair of black and blue workout tights and a blue adidas hoodie. Then I slipped on my nikes, threw my hair in a pony tail, grabbed an apple and ran out the front door with my bag. Poppi usually drove us to school but her and Ava wouldn't be ready for a while so I decided to take the bus. Plus if I took the bus I would get to hang with my friends not wait for my annoying sisters. I got to the bus stop and was greeted by my friends Mark and Mary (they were twins and my track buddies). "Hey guys" I signed walking up to them. From there on we talked non stop about the start of track today.
Once we were at the school I walked to my locker with Mary, hers was right next to mine. I quickly put in my locker combination and threw my bags in, grabbing only what I need for my first three classes.
As the bell rings, and bell lights blink, people scatter to all of there different classes. I start to head towards my period A class, English, when someone bumps into me knocking me into the nearby lockers. As I recover from the hit into the locker I look at who it was. The populars. Within that group Jack, Ava, Poppi, and Jacks younger brother. Of course there was other people there but none of them that I really knew. I saw my sisters laughing, along with the rest of the group. I made eye contact with Jack, the boy who had just been nice to me not too long ago, he quickly looked away and smiled laughing with the rest of the group. I expected my sisters to treat me like that but not Jack, not after how nice he was. But he was a popular I was stupid to assume he'd be different. Why would he treat someone like you any different? You're only you, your nothing special? My thoughts were taking over again. I ran into a nearby bathroom I was late to class already any way. I looked in the mirror, as a grabbed the bottle with my name on it, out of my bag.
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AUTHORS NOTE
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Sorry this chapter is a little bit darker and murkier then the other two. Plus the title is Sorta Cinderella and Cinderella is supposed to be super happy and cheerful but I mean the main character is human, and yea.
Any guesses as to what the main character's name is yet? There are going to be some clues coming in future chapters I swear!
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Sorta Cinderella
TienerfictieShe was never the popular one, especially when compared to her two sisters. She didn't want designer jeans and high heels she was content with her North Face and some Nikes. Her life most definitely was not a fairytale. She was a deaf outcast nowhe...
