Ever heard of Cinderella in the Supernatural World?
Snow was as pure as her name; she was kind and forgiving with a big heart.
Problem? She was a total pushover and many people took advantage of her kindness, stepping all over her.
Snow had been wa...
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"Snow Silverstone!"
Snow mentally groaned when the annoying nasal voice of Lucille sounded out from behind her.
"Yes Lucille?" Snow looked inquiringly at her, making sure to hide her impatience and dislike from her. Bonnie was waiting for her outside and she didn't want to be late.
"What is this I hear from the twins about you attending a party at the woods last night, hmm?" Lucille pursed her already thin lips, making them appear practically nonexistent. When Snow kept her head down, not saying a word, Lucille huffed impatiently, "Well girl? I thought you were at work. I do not recall giving you permission to attend some party."
"The manager relieved me from my shift early, so I went to hang out with my friends for a while."
"I see. ...Snow, if you are not happy with the rules I have laid out for you, then you are more than welcome to leave and become a homeless orphan," Lucille snapped. "The next time you arrive late after frolicking around at a party, you will sleep outside in the garden. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes ma'am," Snow whispered, her eyes trained on her converse. Once she heard Lucille's heels clicking away, Snow wiped away a few tears from her face and left the house.
"Snow what is it?" Bonnie stared at her gentle friend in concern.
Snow chuckled tearfully, "Had a run in with the step-monster."
"Ugh!" Bonnie made a sound of disgust as she started the car, "What happened this time?"
"Haisley and Paisley told her I was at the party last night. Apparently Lucille wasn't pleased. She told me, and I quote-" she imitated her nasal voice, "'if you are not happy with the rules I laid out for you then you are more than welcome to leave and become a homeless orphan.'"
"You cannot be serious. Tell me you're joking," Bonnie gaped at her friend, taking her eyes off the road in the process.
"I wish. God! I hate her Bonnie, and you know me, I'm incapable of hating anyone," Snow whined.
"Don't worry Snow, she'll get what's coming to her one day," Bonnie smiled in an effort to cheer her up.
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"I'm confused. Are you psychic or clairvoyant?" Caroline asked Bonnie, her forehead scrunched in confusion.
"She's a witch," Snow chuckled.
"Yup, what Snow said," Bonnie inclined her head at Snow. "My ancestors were these really cool Salem witch chicks or something. Grams tried to explain it all, but she was looped on the liquor so I kinda tuned out. Crazy family? Yes," she ardently nodded her head. "Witches? I don't think so," she then proceeded to vigorously shake her head for emphasis.
