Another Cliche Cinderella Story

6

Cleo's POV

I heard the girls get home so I started banging on the door, they ignore me and stomp up the stairs. My stomach growled in hunger, I really need some food. 

How am I supposed to explain this to Jake tomorrow when he asks why I didn't turn up? How am I going to explain why I ignored his text?

I wait another thirty minutes and Vivianne arrives home and swings the door wide open.

"Have you learned your lesson?"

I stay silent, frightened of what she might do.

"Answer me you little bitch," she yelled as she yanked on my arm and pulled me into the kitchen.

"Yeah," I grumbled.

"Now go and give Lucy her phone."

"But I don't have it," I mumbled.

Vivianne's face was now boiling, I could imagine the steam coming out of her ears. She pulled me towards her even more and glared down at me.

"You will stop lying you little cow, go and give the phone to her. Do you want to get put back in there?" She threatened me.

"I don't have it, I swear," I probably should have stopped back chatting because I just earned myself a slap around the face.

A burning sensation crept through my left cheek, I held it as tears started to form. She hasn't hit me for over three months. And because of some phone, she slaps me.

"Now look what you made me do," she yells, she goes to hug me but I step away.

"Get away from me," I stutter as tears continue to fall. I brush past her and head towards the door. She pulls on my arm, we struggle for a few seconds. We both lose our balance causing her to push me onto the side of the table. I whack my head with a lot of force on the side of the table.

Blood is everywhere and whilst I grab a cloth Vivianne stands staring at me, She's actually quiet for once. I hold a damp cloth to my head and I head up to my room.

I lay on my bed realising I never got any food.

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As soon as I woke up I grabbed my things and didn't even bother making everyone breakfast. I packed myself some food as I made sure to ignore the devils that ruled my life. I was extremely early but I didn't care, it gave me time to go into the photography room.

I popped into the toilets on my way to the photography room to put a bit of makeup on as I didn't have time to do it before I left. Looking into the large mirror, I inspect  large cut across my forehead. It's still sore. My cheek was now back to normal, I had a red hand mark before I went to sleep yesterday.

Stepping out of the toilets I dashed to the photography room, I still had another hour until my math lesson started. As soon as I got into the room I cracked on with the work I should have done the day before.

Time flew by and it was now time for me to go to math. I was running late by a few minutes so when I walked into class I had everyone staring at me. I bowed my head as I wiggled in-between bags and tables to my seat. As I approach my seat I see that someone else is in it. I search the room for another seat. Just before I walked to the chair I realized who was sitting next to it, Dylan. Anyone it could have been and it's Dylan, how am I supposed to concentrate on my work when I have him seated next to me.

He is handsome but can be so infuriating and a complete jerk. He watches me get treated like a piece of trash by the rest of the class whilst he and his mates sit back and allow it to happen. I get he can't damage is stupid reputation by helping a girl like me out, but does he really care about his ego that much that he would rather watch someone else suffer?

I drag myself to the seat and perch myself on the chair, Pulling the seat as far as I can away from him. He gives me a strange look before concentrating on the teacher again. Half way through lesson the teacher gives us partner work to do. I give Dylan a worried look before grabbing the sheet and reading it. 

All I was reading was gibberish, none of it made sense to me. Dylan, on the other hand, he is incredibly smart I find it hard to believe that he is in my set in math. Dylan snatched the paper and quickly wrote the answers.

"If she asks, we both did it," he grumbles.

I nod quietly. Why doesn't he just take the credit, he did do it after all. All I did was sit back and watch him give the answers. Boy was Dylan strange. A few minutes passed and the teacher soon started asking for the answers. I avoided making eye contact, I've learned over the years that if you don't look at the teacher they won't pick on you.

"Cleo, what's the answer to question 3?" Crap she asked me anyway. I looked at the sheet which sat in front on Dylan and I.

"The answers 64.87."

"How did you get the answer?"

I freeze. I didn't work this out, Dylan did. I glance at him slightly.

"Erm well...you just...er-"

"Spit it out freak," one of the girls ahead of me whispered. I hate being asked questions in front of class I get all nervous and flustered. I get the feeling that I want to puke everywhere.

"You just times the beginning number by pi," Dylan spoke up. I glanced at him, offering him a friendly smile. He just rolls his eyes. I'm practically saying thank you and all I get in return is a roll of the eyes.

The class was now over so as I pack my things I quickly mumble a thank you to Dylan as he gets up to go. The teacher leaves, meaning only one thing. Here we go.

"Can't even speak for yourself, your such a freak. You got Dylan to talk for you, your pathetic," one of the girls said as she left the room. I held back the tears and kept my head high. As I got up I realised Dylan hadn't even left instead he stood glaring at me.

"Aren't you going to say something back, at least stick up for yourself?" Dylan said angrily as he exited the room.

What on earth was that about? Why was he mad with me? I've done nothing to him. He wants me to stand up for myself, yet he could have helped me. But no, he is to busy caring about himself and his reputation.

Photography class was next, I headed to the photography room. Hopefully, this lesson will be fun.

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