Another Cliche Cinderella Story

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Dylan's POV

Once I grabbed the certificate I waited for the principle to finish his speech before saying bye to my math teacher and football coach. I had tried explaining my reasons to not continue with it, he didn't seem to understand about my decision but he still said good luck to the future.

As I left the hall I saw Jenna walking to her friends with a bloody nose. Boy that looked painful, I can't say she didn't deserve it after everything she has done to Cleo.

"She's such a bitch, why would she punch you anyway?" One of her minions scoffed.

"I don't know but can we please sort this out, I think it's broken." she whimpered as she touched her nose slightly.

"What did you do? You can't honestly say you didn't get payback." Katie gave Jenna and a devious grin.

"Oh, I got payback. I heard from Lydia that she doesn't like confined spaces, I locked the freak inside of the stupid room. She should be in there until the cleaner gets round to cleaning it, which could be for another day or so" Jenna laughed evilly with her minions in tow. Wait who was she on about? She mentioned the word freak...she's talking about Cleo. She hates being in confined spaces and Jenna just said she locked her inside. Inside where?

The first place I thought of was the photography room. I ran as fast as I could to the darkroom, nearly tripping a few times on the way. As I approached I noticed a note on the door.

Only authorized access

Why would Jenna write that? It's the last day anyway, who would go in there? I slammed my hand on the handle, it was locked. I called out for Cleo but there was no response.

I banged harder on the door. It wouldn't budge, I needed a key. I made my way to the photography office to get a key, they will give me a key.

Cleo's POV

My head was pounding like crazy. My chest was feeling tighter than ever, all thoughts going through my head. No one's going to clean this from for days, maybe weeks. I could survive at least a week without food or water right? What if no one cleaned in here at all, I would be all over the news as the student that died of starvation in a cupboard. I'm thinking too rationally about this, but it could happen.

I continue taking deep breaths but stopped when I realized it wasn't doing anything. I was getting breathless now and I couldn't stop myself from sobbing and clutching at my shirt. I've never had a panic attack this bad before. The next thing I know I'm laying on my side on the floor like a mad person, struggling to breathe. The walls were getting closer as I took each breath.

My vision was getting blurry, I tried shutting my eyes and re-opening them but it still was blurry. I could faintly hear the door handle rattling, I tried calling out but my yell came out barely in a whisper. My name was being yelled through the door and I knew exactly who it was, Dylan was on the other side. I really hoped he would get the door open. I could feel my chest tightening even more. I was gasping for air now, clutching anything around me as if it would help me calm down. I could now see dark spots emerging.

"Cleo, we're unlocking the door okay?" I heard faintly as my vision got more clouded by black spots.

My eyes we slowly shutting as I saw a figure racing towards me.

"Cleo! Cleo? Oh my god, Cleo? Can you hear me? Quickly call an ambulance."

•••

"I know dad I'll be home whenever I can okay. Yes. I'm waiting for her to wake up okay? Bye." I hear someone speak faintly. The voice sounded so familiar, oh that's right it sounded like Dylan's. Dylan's? Wait, what?

My eyes started adjusting to the harsh light. I glanced at my surroundings, I was in a hospital bed.

"Hey, you're awake. How are you feeling?" Dylan said as he sat next to me on the bed.

How did I feel? I feel okay I guess, but I didn't know if he meant about the panic attack or about us.

"I think I'm okay," I whispered. I glanced at my fist, smirking as I remembered I punched Jenna in the face. I may have a bruised fist but that was nothing compared to the damage I had done to Jenna's face.

"Oh Cleo, you scared me so much. As soon as I heard Jenna bragging I just knew it was you she was on about, I got to the dark room as fast as I could. When I saw you laying there unconscious I genuinely thought you were dead, which I know sounds silly because it's extremely unlikely that you would die from a panic attack but I just wanted to hug you and protect you from harms way," Dylan spoke softly as he pushed a strand of my hair behind my ear. A small smile grew on my face.

"What were you doing in there anyway?" Dylan said as his brows creased.

"I had a letter written from you, well, it wasn't actually from you," I quickly spoke as I start to feel my cheeks turning red, I was so embarrassed that I thought Dylan would actually write a letter.

"What did it say?" He whispered as he looked at the floor.

"Nothing bad, but I can't believe I was stupid enough to not realize that it wasn't your handwriting," I mentally rolled my eyes. I've sat next to Dylan for most of the year in math I should know what his writing is like. I lent back deeper into my cushion with a big sigh.

"It's not your fault. I picked this up," Dylan said before waving something rolled up. It looked like some sort of certificate, I creased my brows before he continued.

"You won the outstanding photography award," he said cheerfully before handing it over to me. Now that I had this certificate it would make my chance of becoming a professional photographer even bigger. I smiled before randomly crashing into Dylan. I wrapped my arms around his neck, inhaling his gorgeous smell. I gently pulled my face from his chest and looked into his eyes. I know that he had lied and broken my trust but what's saying he can't have a second chance? As I glanced at him my eyes flew to his lips and back up to his eyes. Oh, fuck it.

I crashed my lips against him, tugging at strands of his hair as he pushed the kiss deeper. Our lips were moving as one, he bit my bottom lip slightly asking for entrance; I let him in instantly, our tongues merged with one another; both trying to take control but I eventually gave In and let him take control of the kiss. When we finally pulled apart for breath we both glanced at one another smiling like mischievous monkeys.

That's when I knew we would get through all of this. We can build on the trust issue and attend Dales art academy together. My dream, my mum's dream was coming true. Dales art academy was the start of something new.

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The end.

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