My Cinderella Story

Prologue

Everyone knows the story of Cinderella right? The poor girl with an evil stepfamily, forced to work as a maid, and her only friends are animals. And in the end, she is saved by going to the ball and meeting her prince and going away. Happily ever after. Yeah, not for everyone. 

My name is Ella, Ella Cinders. I know cheesy right? Well my story is close to Cinderella's. I have a stepmother who treats me like a waste of space. A stepsister that hates my guts for reasons I don't know. My father, died 2 years after he married my stepmother. I was forced to raise my younger brother when my mother died, and now I'm the maid of the house. I do all the house work and never get a single break. The only times I was free was when I went to school and when we had visitors over. 

My mother died when I was 14 and my brother was 6. I helped him go through it and I had to put on the strong face. She had been diagnosed with leukaemia when I was 13 but she stopped responding to treatment that same year then died the year after.

My father re-married when I turned 15. At first it seemed fine, my stepmother was nice, and my stepsister was kind to me. But the minute my father went away to work the week they moved in, all hell broke loose. I took all the evil crap Cruela and Cruela Jr. threw at me. They tried getting to my brother once, but I didn't let them. Now it's all on me, but at least Jake if safe. 

The year my dad died was the hardest one of all. I was 17 and my brother just turned 9. This was near the end of my junior year of high school. He died in an accident at work. The evil became ten times worse. I never got a break and I was forced to live in the attic. At least Jake was fine. He had his massive bedroom filled with toys dad had given him before he died.

At the reading of his will, he left me everything he had, which I guess added to the hate from the Cruela's. All I knew was, the day I turned 18, I could receive the money left from my mom and my dad, I planned to take Jake with me far away from this place. We would start a new life and he could have a better place to stay where there is no hate.

In school, I had just my 4 best friends. The twins, Jack and Gustavo. I just called them Jack-Jack and Gus. Added to the Cinderella superstition. And then there was Minnie and Kayla. Sometimes I call them birdies since the always flitter around and tweet about the latest news 24/7. I kept my grade average at A's all the time. I fought hard all these years to get a confirmed place in the university of my dreams. NYU, the uni my mom went to and the place she met my dad.

Sadly, I have no prince charming. At Paradise High, there is Mr. Popularity, Nicholas Princeton. But of course, he is dating my stepsister Stephanie. It doesn't bother me though. He isn't that dreamy. Then there's the school's badass, Tyler Princeton. Yup, you guessed it! He's Nick's brother. Tyler is older by 10 months. Tyler gets into all kinds of trouble, but never gets severely punished. Why you might ask? Well, it may have to do with the fact his dad is chief of police. 

When my mother was around, she taught me to do many things. One of the best things is to astral project. She said, 'Whenever you feel like you need to escape this world, and want to explore a new one, you can use this ability.' I never really used it until just recently. I'm hoping to teach Jake one day. Every time I'm in my new world, I see such beautiful wonders.

My mother told me everyone has a guide, but the guide will only appear when you call upon them. I hadn't called mine yet, but I was planning to soon. She also taught me to cook. From simple mac n' cheese to exquisite filet mignon wrapped in bacon. The few things I got right away when my mother passed away were her diary, cookbook, and purple glass heart necklace. I never took it off. 

Now, I am about to begin my senior year of high school. I hoped that it would be just another year, living in the shadows, keeping to myself and minding my own business. Never in a million years, did I expect my life to take the turn it did. 

This is my life. My name is Ella Cinders and this is my story.