A Cinderella Story

Chapter 2

Riley POV

"Riley."
"Riley."
"RILEY!"
I jerk my head up from my desk and barely opening my eyes. I let out a huge yawn as Lauren calls my name again. "Riley, it's time to get up. AND BRING ME MY SALMON!" I rub my eyes as I am still trying to wake up after receiving no sleep from the night before with working late and studying for my test. "NOW!" Lauren yells through the speaker, again. In order for Lauren to communicate with me when I am up in my room, she put in a speaker system so when she calls, I can be at her service. I got dressed in my white t-shirt, blue overalls, and I grabbed my red Phillies hat my dad always wore (outfit above).

I run out with Lauren's salmon to find her sunbathing while Sara and Amanda are in the pool doing water aerobics with their teacher. Then they started to argue, like always. "Aw thank you, Riley," Lauren begins to talk. She takes her fork and starts digging into the salmon. "Oh and you have to go to the diner soon and work."

"But, I have school and a test and I have to pick up Fark..."

"Riley. School is for people to get an education to get a job. You already have a job. So you skipped a step. Now get your but to the diner now!" I obey, turn my back and start heading to get my backpack and my work clothes. As I walk out my house, the sprinklers turn on getting me wet. In NYC right now, we were asked to reduce water usage I. the fear of going into a drought. It hasn't rained here in a while and the town just wants to be safe just in case. I run over to the sprinkler trying to turn it off until I hear Lauren. "Riley stop touching the sprinklers, the grass was looking dry anyways."

"Lauren, we are going to be in a drought soon if we keep using all the water."

"Droughts are for poor people. You think J-Lo has a brown lawn? People who use extra water have extra class." I bow my head. Is Lauren really this dumb? Out of defeat, I run to car and drive off to the diner.

--------------At the diner----------------
Riley POV

It was 7:45, and school started at 8:20. I start clearing off tables when I hear a voice ring in my ear. "Riley what are you still doing here?" I turn and see Shawn, my dad's best friend who was the manager of both "Topanga's" and "Lauren's."

"Shawn, I'm just cleaning up tables. I'm almost done."

"No Riley. You should already be on your way to school right now. I'll deal with Lauren. Your dad would want you in school," he scolds me as he takes the tray of dirty plates from me.

"Thanks Shawn."

I drive to Farkle's house to go pick him up. For someone as smart as Farkle, he could barely drive a car without crashing into something. I honk my horn to signal I was outside, then I saw Farkle's dad cleaning his new car. "Looks good Mr. M!"

"Oh hey Riley. Thank you, I just got it."
Oh my god. Farkle what are you wearing! Farkle walked out of his house with a saggy red jumpsuit on, a baseball cap turned so the back was facing the front, and a huge gold chain hanging around his neck.

"Dad!" Farkle yells. Mr. M looks at Farkle in confusion. "Do you see what I have to deal with, no offense Riley. I can not go to school in this," says pointing at my 2006 Nissan Altima. My car was very outdated compared to everyone at my school. I could afford a new car, but that money was reserved for college. Farkle opens the car door and sits down in the passenger's seat. "What?" he looks at me confused. I open my mouth to say something but nothing came out.
"Farkle...what...what are you wearing?"
"What, this is my snoop dizzle look."
"Uh...  I can not take you to school looking like that."
"Fine." He opens the car door and enters back into his house. 5 minutes later, comes out in jeans and a black t-shirt. There's my best friend.

As I pulled into the school's parking lot, we managed to find an open spot, as I was about to pull in, it got stolen from me. It was Missy Bradford  and her two friends Amy and Jessica. "Well isn't it Missy Bradford and her ladies in waiting. Missy wants me so bad," Farkle pleads.

"You've never even talked to her before."

"Oh I talk to her, in my mind." I roll my eyes at Farkle's remark. "And let me tell you, in my mind, she wants me so bad."

"Farkle, you could do so much better than Missy Bradford, even in your mind."

Farkle turns and points out "Look there's a new parking spot. I start to drive close to the spot until a huge black hummer came out of nowhere and pulled into the spot I was about to take.
"Come on!" I groan. As I was putting my car in reverse, I glanced up and saw it was Lucas Friar getting out of the car with the rest of his friends Zay and Brandon. I couldn't help but stare at Lucas at she locked up his car.

"It's fine Riles. We'll just find a new spot." I look back at Missy and Lucas who were all over each other.

"I swear people like Missy and Lucas are genetically programmed to find each other. How can so much ego be in one relationship?"

"Imagine what they say about you."

"They don't even know I exist."

Jessica looks over and spots me and Farkle in the middle of the lot. "Ew, stalkerazzi at 3:00" she says to Missy and points at Farkle and I.

Amy, Missy, Jessica, Brandon, Zay, and Lucas all turn to look at us. Missy grabs the megaphone from Amy's hands and says "The white zone is for cool people only. No geeks." Then she smiles. Who does she think she is? Oh I forgot, the girlfriend of Lucas Friar and head cheerleader.

"Hey Diner girl?" Zay raises his hand looking at me. "Can I get a breakfast burrito to go? Thank you." Everyone laughs except Lucas. I roll my eyes.

"And you thought they didn't know you existed," Farkle says smirking at me.

"Great."