Dylan's POV
She tried opening the door but it wouldn't budge. I raised a brow thinking she was just too weak to open the door, so I tried and it still wouldn't move. I twisted the handle, it was locked.
"This is great, stuck in here," I mumbled not thinking that she could actually hear me.
"Stuck in here!" She yelled. She didn't sound very pleased, neither was I to be completely honest. I had to get home, dad wanted to have a chat. Probably about the scholarship he wants me to get, he will never understand that I don't want that. He is always to busy off on work trips or with some woman to fill his time.
I looked back over to the so-called Cinderella and she was panting like mad. I think she was having a panic attack, I don't even know, I've never been in this situation before.
"Just breath nice deep breaths through the nose and out the mouth," I think I'm pretty good at this actually, maybe I should become a paramedic? Who am I kidding I can't stand blood.
She was calming down now, I helped her sit on the floor. She's always been fine working in here, now that's it's locked she's gone all, well panic mode.
"You probably think I'm a total freak for freaking out about this aren't you?" She mumbled. Why would she think I thought that? Yeah it's a bit odd but I don't know her, she obviously has her reasons for being worried about being in confined spaces.
"No, I don't. But what is it that you don't like about being locked in here? You've been okay in here every time I've been with you so what's changed?" I question her, hoping that I'll get an honest answer. Because seriously? Her phone managed to fall out of her window. She is a nice girl but some things about her don't add up, she can't expect me to believe that her phone actually fell out of the window. How does that even happen?
"The fact we're locked in here. It feels like I'm suffocating as if we're never going to be set free from here. We're trapped in here until someone unlocks that door," she says as she points to the door. It sounds like she's been through something like this before.
We sat in silence for a moment when it hit me. To keep her distracted I thought of a way to get to know one another. We're stuck in here together overnight, we might as well get to know a little more about one another.
"Okay, let's play 21 questions. We have to answer honestly, but nothing too personal," I watched her as she nodded slightly.
"Okay, you first," I said as I patted her leg.
"Okay then, what's your favorite color?"
"Really? Okay, It's Blue"
"Such a typical thing a guy would say, but hey I'm not being stereotypical," she said as she placed her hands in the air for surrender. It was now my question, I figured I'd ask the same. It turns out hers was also blue.
"Have you ever kissed a guy?" I ask hoping she won't get mad for asking that question.
"Oh I see, jump straight in there. Yes, I have. What about you, have you ever kissed a girl? Who am I kidding every guy has kissed a girl." I have to give it to her she was spot on, pretty much every guy has kissed a girl whether it was a dare or a mistake they have done it.
A few questions later I thought of a question, it is risky because it could end in two ways, 1. She slaps me for asking the question or 2. She answers me honestly.
"Are you a virgin?" I mentally prayed, waiting for the impact of a slap but it never came. I opened my eye to see her with her head down.
"Nothing too personal you said," she mocked, "no I'm not. Clearly, you're not," she surprised me with that answer, not many girls have done it in this college.
"I was 16," she muttered.
"Wait so you're telling me you did it before I did?" I was so shocked, this girl had done it before I had, now that is surprising.
"Yeah, when did you?"
"On my seventeenth birthday. I was waiting for when my girlfriend was ready," it was the truth, I did wait for her. We were in love but it didn't last long after my birthday. As soon as we broke up I set eyes on Jenna. She was sexy as but after a few months I realized she was just too clingy.
The conversation was getting awkward now, I didn't want to go into any more detail about my past with girls. We sat there in silence for a moment when I felt her head slide onto my shoulder. Oh shit, is she asleep?
"Why don't you want people to know no you're in here?" She mumbled. She is obviously referring to when we first met in here.
"Because," I said bluntly, hoping she would leave it.
"You must have a reason, you can tell me I'm not going to tell anyone," she sounds genuine, I was going to tell her. But I'm not telling her who I am, she would stay away from me if she knew who I was. She doesn't seem like one of those girls which will jump at my feet.
"I can't have any of my mates knowing or my dad. They would never understand. My dad is making me try out for a scholarship which I don't even want. I want to go to Dales art academy but I could never tell my dad that, he would never understand." I let out a rather large sigh as I wait for her to reply. She seemed to be contemplating what to say.
"Why don't you talk to your dad? Explain that the scholarship is something that your not interested in, he is your dad surely he will understand that if you don't want that he can't make you." She was spot on, I needed to talk to my dad but I know what he is like he will shout and we will fight. And then I will still have to work hard for a scholarship I don't even want.
This girl seemed to say all of the right things, how can she be so positive about everything?
"Or what about your mum? Can't she knock some sense into him?" She has to mention her. The so called mum, that's if you can even class her as one. I was brought out from my thoughts when she said my name. Was I ready to tell someone? Only my close mates know, she doesn't know who I really am so it's not like she can tell everyone. She doesn't seem like the type of girl that would do that.
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