Another Cliche Cinderella Story

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Dylan's POV

I had thought about meeting Cinderella and what would happen if she found who I was but I came to the realization that she wouldn't be the type of girl to ditch me. I've told her so much that I hadn't told anyone else. So when I texted her I was hoping she would be free later on once I had got home. I had left the house early this morning to clear my head, I was thinking of how I could apologize to... see I don't even know her name.

When I had the reply that she couldn't meet I was slightly annoyed, but at the same time relieved. I thought I was ready for her to realize I wasn't who I said was but now thinking about it we've known each other for what? A week and yes I might trust her but she's lying about her identity too. She calls herself the real Cinderella, it does make me slightly curious as to if she is also hiding a secret.

I think God hates me because as soon as I lift my head up I bump right into the girl from class. I apologized multiple times hoping the girl would accept my apology. After a few moments, I checked my phone, reading the text Cinderella had sent me I quickly replied before focusing my attention back on this girl. It was funny because she had a phone that looked like my old one.

As soon as she continued her journey back towards town I casually followed alongside her. She stopped now and then to take some photos, I didn't want to come to a halt and wait because I would look like a creep.

An idea soon came to mind. I could get some help from this girl, I could get it from a girls point perspective on the situation with Cinderella, obviously not spilling the beans about me.

"Hey...erm," I couldn't spit my words out and I don't even know why. I think it's because I hadn't asked for advice about a girl, from a girl before. I'm Dylan I shouldn't need help.

"Dylan, what is it?" She said, cutting to the chase.

"I need some help. It's nothing bad I just need some... advice," I questioned hoping she would help me out even after yesterday's events. She rolled her eyes and gestured for me to continue.

"I know someone and well, I like the company and there lovely but I haven't got a clue if they like hanging out."

"When you say, someone, you mean a girl? Well if you like there company what's the problem?"

I sigh slightly, I can't go into to much detail because I can't have this girl telling everyone about my photography hobby.

"It's complicated. I trust her but I don't know if she trusts me. We've been talking for a while and I think I'm at risk of falling for her," it's not that I fancy this Cinderella girl but I know that I am at high risk of liking her. As in proper liking her, she gets me and I hate that I'm not being truthful to her.

"Why would liking this girl be a bad thing? I'm sure if you guys hanged out more you would get to understand one another and if you like the poor girl then ask her out on a date. Look, Dylan, why are you asking me for advice? I know nothing that could possibly help you. I haven't been in a relationship for at least two years," she said calmly. I was thankful for the things she was saying but really? 'Poor girl' why would it be a bad thing on the girl, I'm a great guy. Right?

"The girl would not be 'poor' as you say, I'd treat her with respect. And I can't just hang out with her, I need a good enough reason. We hang out already but it's just confusing okay," I said firmly. I'm now regretting asking this girl for help. She's being patient with me even though I'm being difficult.

"You treat a girl with respect? If this the real Dylan I'm talking to? Hello, who are you? Where's the real Dylan?" She laughed, she was not taking this seriously. Why couldn't she take me seriously for one moment, I need this advice.

I nudged her slightly, she nearly tripped over a small fallen tree. I laughed quietly to myself. As her face turned red, she was mad.

"There he is," she scoffed as she nudged me back. "Seriously though, you can't treat a girl with respect. Look at you and Jenna. And don't even get me started with yesterday," she slowly faded her sentence as she buried her head into her collar. She shivered slightly before rubbing her hands together.

"I know, I know. Jenna was just a... something to keep me entertained. Wait that sounds bad, I mean she was a fling. I've only ever cared for one other girl which was a year ago. And you know I'm sorry for yesterday, are you trying to make me feel worse?" I threaded my hand through my hair as the wind blew recklessly.

"I know, I'm sorry..." she was contemplating on what to say.

"I think you should just get to know the girl more. Girls like it when they feel like they can let their feelings out to someone who will listen and won't judge. Just don't be a jerk if you don't end up liking her, girls...especially ones that have been hurt before will never forgive someone they've put all their trust into. So if your hiding anything from her you need to tell her now," the small smile that was on my face faded when she mentioned if I was hiding anything, which obviously I was. The biggest thing I was hiding was my identity. I nodded slowly as I took in the information she just gave me.

I can't tell the girl who I am yet, I need to get to know her more and then I'll tell her. I don't even like the girl yet. Yet? It's like I know I'm going to fall for her. College is over in a few weeks if I want anything to happen between us I need to act fast. Why am I even thinking about this? I don't fancy her, at least I don't think so.

I suppose I have some sort of feelings for her, when she was crying yesterday I couldn't help but want to punch the person that made her upset. I barely know the girl and I automatically feel a connection between us. I think it's because I can easily tell her my problems knowing she's not going to tell anyone.

"Thanks. Thanks for the advice" I mumble. I barely thank or say sorry to anyone and this girl has practically made me say both in one day. What's going on with me? Okay maybe she didn't force me but I felt like I had to apologize because I thought from the way Cinderella was crying, that this girl would have too because of what I had said.

The rest of the walk home was in silence. With a few words said to one another here and there. 

"Oh and please don't tell anyone that I... you know asked for your help," I ask before heading in a different dierection.

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