A twist in fate

Chapter One

A rich music producer's wife became sick, and when she felt that her end was drawing near, she called her only daughter Kristen to her bedside and said, "Dear child, remain pious and good, and then our dear God will always protect you, and I will look down on you from heaven and be near you." With this she closed her eyes and died.

The girl went out to her mother's grave every day and wept, and she remained pious and good. When winter came the snow spread a white cloth over the grave, and when the spring sun had removed it again, the man took himself another wife.

This wife brought two daughters into the house with her. They were beautiful, with fair faces, but evil and dark hearts. Times soon grew very bad for the poor child.

By the time the young girl was in junior high her father soon passed away.

Young Kristen now must live with her step mother and her two step sisters Anastasia and Drizella.

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Senior Year

"Kristen!!!!" Anastasia and Drizella shouted angrily from their room.

Kristen sat up in a white tank top and removed the black straight hair from her face then made her way to Anastasia's room.

"What?" she groaned.

"Excuse me?" She snapped. "What kind of attitude is that?"

"How may I help you?" she rolled her eyes in disgust. Anastasia smiled and twirled her pale fingers through her red curly locks.

"I need my clothes for school and my breakfast of course." Kristen sighed and quickly ran down to the wash room. "Kristen!!!!!" Drizella screamed. "Kristen!!!!!!!!"

When Kristen got to school she took off her helmet and sighed when she seen Her step-sisters and a few other girls surrounding the new student.

He was so tall and handsome. Perfect curls framed his tan angelic face, and his green eyes smiled when he did. His cheeks had soft dimples.

"Kris!!!" Kristen's best friend Lacey ran over to her. Lacey has dirty blonde, almost brown, hair. She always has one small braid in the front of her hair, behind her bangs, pale skin that was slightly tan and gorgeous grey eyes highlighted with her thin long eyebrows and framed with thick short eyelashes.

"Hey." Kristen replied quietly but slightly smiled, showing her small dimples.

"Come on. We got so much to plan." Lacey said excitedly.

"Um. Like what?"

"Hello?! Prom is in less than three weeks and we haven't planned anything yet!"

"That's simple. I'm not going." Kristen shrugged and continued walking.

"What?!? You have too! I can't go alone! Besides you could use a night out." She begged.

"Even if I wanted to spend a Saturday night wearing a dress and attempting to walk in heels, we both know Lydia would never let me go."

"It doesn't hurt to ask." Lacey winked.

"I'll ask, if it gets you to shut the hell up."

"Yay!"

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"Excuse me, is this seat taken?" A man with an English accent said softly from behind Kristen.

She turned to see the new student smiling and his hand was laid on the empty seat next to her.

"No." She said quietly, gazing into his deep green eyes. He took the seat and pulled his hair back then gave Kristen a flirty smirk.

"I'm Harry Styles, I'm new here."

"Kristen." She replied quietly.

"You write?" He said referring to the open notebook sitting in front of Kristen with lyrics written on the page. Kristen quickly closed the book and looked down.

"I write too. I'd like to see some of yours sometime." Kristen's cheeks quickly turned red and Harry chuckled. "You can see mine too."

"I-I'd love too." She blushed.

"How about t-"

"Harry!!" A few girls screamed. "Come sit by me!" They all fought over who he should seat next to. He turned to Kristen and said "We'll talk later." then he winked and went over to the other girls.

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Lunch

Kristen sat with Lacey in the cafeteria. Suddenly Anastasia and Drizella were standing in front of Kristen and Anastasia smacked Kristen across the face so hard her right cheek was red.

"What the hell!?!" Kristen shouted.

"Stay away from him! " Drizella shouted.

"Who do you think you are Kristen? Nobody wants you! You need to get that in your head and stay the hell away from our men!" Anastasia snapped.

"Your men?" Lacey snapped.

"Stay out of this, Freak."Drizella barked.

"Stay away from Harry. Or we will make your life a living hell. Is that clear?"

"Crystal." Kristen gave them a sarcastic smile and they walked away.

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After School

Kristen stayed home and cleaned all day but when her step mom came home she decided to ask.

"Lydia.." Kristen said softly as she walked over to her step mother who was sitting on the couch.

"Not now Kristen. Where's lucifer?" Lydia said rudely as she took off her red heels.

"I want to go to prom." Kristen blurted out with high hopes.

"Hahaha!" Lydia chuckled. "Prom is filled with beautiful girls, gorgeous dresses, and handsome boys. Obviously not a place for an ugly little orphan. now go find lucifer!"

She sighed and went off to find Lydia's cat.

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"That's so unfair!" Lacey shouted as her and Kristen walked to class. "who am I supposed to go with now!?"

"Why don't you ask Roger." Kristen playfully tapped Lacey's arm with her elbow.

"He's way out of my league! besides he doesn't go to dances." She stated. Kristen rolled her eyes and smirked.

"It wouldn't hurt to ask." she shrugged and walked into class. When she sat down someone placed a folded piece of lined paper onto her desk. she unfolded it and read it.

"Meet me tomorrow in the library at 3:30 -Harry Styles p.s. bring your notebook (;" She turned to see Harry smiling at her. She nodded and folded the paper and shoved it in her pocket.

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"So are you going to go??" Lacey asked after reading the note at lunch.

"Yeah." Kristen smiled and held the note.

"Are you crazy?!" Lacey shouted. "Your step sisters are going to throw a bitch fit if they catch you with him!"

Kristen didn't reply to Lacey she just looked down at the note and shrugged.

When Kristen got home Anastasia and Drizella immediately went up to her with their hands on their hips.

"What does the note say?!" Drizella shouted, her black curled hair falling forward as she leaned.

"What note?" Kristen played dumb.

"You know what note!" Drizella shouted.

"Hand over the note." Anastasia commanded, holding out her hand.

"What note?" She asked again.

"We warned you Kristen." Drizella spat and they walked away.

Kristen went to her room and hid the note in her music drawer. She walked over to her nightstand and picked up the picture of her parents holding her as a baby.

"I know exactly what you would've said mama." She smiled as a tear fell. She wiped it away and went off to do her endless chores.