Another Cliche Cinderella Story

23

Cleo's POV

Dylan had stated I was his, to other guys. What was going on with my life? I hadn't even said to Dylan what my decision was and he was already acting like my boyfriend. He didn't need to get defensive.

I shot Dylan a dumbfounded look.

"What? I can't defend what I want?" He shrugged as if what he was saying was nothing.

"I..well..that...that was a kind thing for you to do. Stick up for me I mean," my cheeks were going bright red. He had seen me half naked now, twice.

"Dylan I still haven't made up my mind about us. But I am not someone's property okay? I'm thankful you stepped in, but I am not 'yours' okay?" I said kindly as I picked up my bag.

"Oh, okay, I just meant it as In I liked you so no one else could. I don't want other guys going after you," he chuckled embarrassedly that he had been told off slightly.

"Dylan, do you really think another guy is going to be interested in me?" I raised a brow.

"Well no..." he dragged on.

"Dylan! I yelled.

"I'm kidding," he chuckled.

"So was I," I said in between giggles. After I got over my laughing fit I headed to my locker. Emptying it for the last time, most of its contents would be going in the bin anyway. The assembly was in a few minutes so I quickly went to the bathroom, placing my bag on the side before using the toilet.

As I got into the hall, I sat down towards the back of the room. I hated being at the front of rooms, people staring at the back of your head continuously, no thank you.

The principle of the college made a speech about all of the leavers and what we had all achieved. I sort of zoned out once he started talking about our futures, I knew exactly what I was doing. As soon as the assembly was over everyone rushed to there feet, scrambling towards the exit. 

After lunch there was a small get together in the hall for everyone to sign one another's books etc, I wasn't going to be going to that; what's the point? No one likes me and frankly, I don't like them either.

As I sit down eating my lunch I notice an envelope in my bag, it must have been placed in there whilst I was leaving the hall. I opened it carefully; scared of what it might say.

Cleo,

If you have any feelings towards me you will find it In your heart to forgive me and meet me in the photography room at 1:15.

Dylan.

I never thought of Dylan as writing a letter type. I knew deep down I had feelings for him, whether or not he was named Jake or Dylan I couldn't deny that I felt something. I checked my watch, it was 1:15 now. I put everything in my bag and headed for the photography room.

"Hey, I'm sorry I was late, I only just found the-" I end my sentence abruptly when standing before me was Jenna. What was she doing here?

"Looks like you got the message," she scoffed. I looked at with a confused expression.

"What? You thought Dylan would actually want to write a soppy letter to you? Ha, you are hilarious. In fact, we're getting back together," she shot me a devious grin, I really just wanted to wipe it off that damn face of hers.

"You wrote the letter?" I said surprisingly. How could I have fallen into her trap so easily? 

"How did you interfere with my teacher's presentation to put those photos of me on there? Do you think it's funny being like this to me?" My blood was boiling, I just wanted to punch her write in the face.

"I have my ways. Cleo, it's always funny seeing you scramble around. The fact that you turned up has proved my point, you have feelings for Dylan and I don't like that. What's the use we're getting back together now, so back off!" She yelled.

"Does he know that?" I chuckled. I highly doubt he would get back with her, after all, he broke up with her in the first place.

"He will do. Now I better be leaving," she whipped herself past me, pushing me against the wall in the process.

"People like you just don't belong with guys like him. Actually, coming to think of it, you don't belong with anyone because you're worthless. You mean nothing to anyone which is exactly why I can walk all over you. Cleo, you are a freak. No one likes a freak show which caused her own dad to kill himself," tears were brewing but I held them back. She only had to say those words for me to burst.

Without thinking I connected my fist with her face. I could have sworn I heard her nose break. I was so angry, all of my anger and pain had been bottled up for so long that it all just came out as rage.

"You bitch! You shouldn't have done that!" She screeched whilst holding her nose. She quickly dashed out of the room, I didn't have enough time to react once I realized what she had done. I heard the sound of the door locking. She wouldn't have? I walked over to the door and tried twisting the knob. Yep, she had locked me in here.

It's the last day, someone must be cleaning this room up somewhen before the college shuts, right? 

I could start feeling my chest tightening, I glanced around and the walls felt like they were closing in. I started to take deep breaths. I really hope someone comes soon.

Dylan's POV

Lunch went extremely quickly. My mates and I were messing around in the canteen one last time before we headed back to the hall. The hall was filled with multi-colored balloons and banners, with cakes spread across a huge table. 

The principle was announcing outstanding students for each course. When I heard him announce Cleo's name as one of the nominees for the photography course I cheered. I glanced around the hall searching for her face, I couldn't find her anywhere. She is small so maybe I missed her. They announced Cleo as the outstanding student for the photography award and I couldn't have been happier. She deserved the award, all of her time and effort she spent every day after lessons, completing her work. As well as helping me, she truly deserves the award.

The principle announced her name three times and she still hadn't gone to the front to collect the certificate. Where on earth was she? Maybe she went home, I don't think her attending this book signing would be something she's interested in. I decided I would get the certificate for her and give it to her over summer, that's if we saw one another.

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