The Cinderella story

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8 Months back

Sulking... I'm sulking on the most happiest eve of the year, the new year eve.

Reason? My idiotic ambitious sister Arunthathi. That freak has left my sweet little self to suffer alone for next 8months with this ringmaster named mother .

"Heartless" I mentally scoffed

"Sam" mom yelled from the living room. "Stop sulking and get your lazy self out. Arjun is here"

"Im asleep" I grunted. And the next moment I was hit by a flying magazine. Groaning I glared at the intruder, who was grinning at my miserable state. "I got the worst sister and she got the worst best friend"

"Stop the drama. Your sister said me to deliver this to you" Arjun threw an envelope at me. "I don't want..." My ramble was cut short when I found polished papers inside it.

"Tickets to the Black's new year concert for the whole of your abominable friends gang"

And I screamed with joy.

Startled mom rushed into my room only to frown at my elated expression. "She's back to being crazy" Arjun dismissed mom.

"I take back all the curses. Aru is the best sister ever" I squealed.

The next hour saw me wrapping myself in emo themed clothes and kidnapping my friends to the concert.

The black's were an group of five guys who had the whole Asia swaying to their beats. They were always in black clothes, hiding their identity behind a black mask. Hence the name.

As expected the stadium was filled to the brim with giddy youngsters clad in black swaying and jumping to every beat of the band. Everyone were mesmerized with the lead singer while I was entranced by the beats of the drummer. His beats gave life to the rhythm and pumped uncontrollable energy into the crowd.

With every song, my vocal cords took a step closer to total collapse given the amount of shrieking I was doing tonight. At the end of the concert the blacks transported everyone to another world of no-worries with another upbeat song which became the highlight of the concert.

The song ended with the big bang by the drummer whose enthusiasm made him throw his sticks in my direction.

A second flashed and I found myself gaping at the single long ivory coloured stick in my hand. Mumbling continuous 'OMGs' I yelled an "I love you blacks" at the retreating band.

The crowd came down from their high and acknowledged the exhaustion that was creeping in. But my determined self was set on a mission to retrieve the other stick.

"Sam!!" my friends yelled for me. "Just a minute". I made my way towards the tall frame clad in a black hood who held the stick and was facing me with a smirk. His hood covered half of his face, but the chiseled jawline conveyed that a handsome face hid behind.

'Its not the time to drool' my inner self chided. I wanted the souvenir and I'm getting that. So with a sweet smile I started "Hello stranger! If you don't mind, could yo..."

"I'm not giving you this" came a sharp reply in an alluring British accent. Rude even after seeing me smile? Then it's war.

"Well I'm not leaving you then" my voice steeled. The smirk was still plastered in that half-hid face. I got hold of the stick in his hand and tried to free them. But man!! that guy was strong. When I was utilizing all my stored up strength to retrieve the stick, the man barely flinched.

Amusement was clear in his smile. Well I'm not a freaking circus show dude. I glared at him which only earned a chuckle in response. Reason? My glare could be as intimidating as a bunch of fluffy bunnies. If only Aru was here, he would have handed the stick and ran off to his mother by now. I was missing my scarecrow.

"Dude!! It's not gentlemanly to fight with a sweet girl half your size. So stop amusing yourself and hand me the stick. If not..."

"If not?" He prompted

"If not I'm gonna hunt you down, dye your hair pink and steal these from you." And I was serious. Though I had an angelic aura, I was loki's descendent for sure. My school records support the fact.

"Is it so?" He questioned with a cryptic smile. "Sam!!" Alex came running towards me. Within a flash my hands were empty and Mr.Moron had both the drumsticks. My jaw dropped.

No!!!

I was so gonna kill Alex for distracting me.

"Dont worry sweetheart. I'll gift you them, when we meet next time." ruffling my hair, he walked away.

"And Sam..." He glanced back

"Happy New year" and the fireworks started.

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