Just Another Cinderella Story

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Olivia's or Liv's POV

Ever since I was little I dreamed of going to space or climbing the tallest mountain. I have always wanted to travel the world and then fall in love. Then one day everything changed.

How rude of me I forget to introduce myself I am Olivia Anderson. I am the new, Queen of the Anderson Kingdom.

16 Years Ago

(February 14, 2002)

Olivia's father's POV

"It's a girl", the doctor screamed like his life depended on it.

In a blink of an eye my wife's heartbeat machines dropped to 0.

At that moment I felt a piece of me vanish.

"I am so sorry for your loss King Anderson", the doctor said with sadness beaming in his eyes. "It was her or the baby and your wife choose the baby". I then looked down to see my green eyed baby girl smiling the smile of her mom's I fell so deeply in love for.

Present

(February 14, 2018)

Aka: my birthday

"Happy Birthday to you", My Dad sang as my evil stepmother walked into the room. You could hold up a picture of Cruella De Vil and they would match.

"Yeah what he said", the wicked witch said. My dad married her less than a month ago and she already think she owns this place. I have news for her I'm next in line for being Queen not her.

"Dad you know I don't like my birthday.", I said lowering my head. "You remember that day just as much as I do."

"I know I just thought you might wanted to celebrate this year. You have less than 2 years till your queen.", he said.

"Not if i can help it", my evil stepmom tried to whispered to my also evil step sister by failed, miserably.

"What was that", my dad says.

"OHHHHHHHH nothing" she said.

"Sure" I mumbled.

"Be nice", my dad said glaring at me.

"Fine", I said.

"Who's ready for cake", Cruella De Vil asked.

"Me", my dad said. Cruella walked out of the room to the cake along with her ugly daughter.

"Why did you marry her", I asked my dad.

"Because I love her", my dad said. Those words hurt me. It felt like he forget about my mom and me. Every since he married her it's like i don't matter like I'm invisible.

"And that means you don't love me or mom", I said and walked away toward my secret room I found in the castle when i was 5. No one knows about it I should be safe, but it's like no one would care.

"I never said that", my dad said walking toward me.

"Let her be sweetly", Cruella De Vil said.

He walked away and I went into my secret room. When I was 5 or 6 I used to think that when I became queen I could bring back my mom, bring back the part of me I never knew. The secret room wasn't very big nor small. It had gray walls with a white outline and a few blankets and pillows I brought in here a couple years ago. When my dad married Cruella De Vil it felt like all he cared about was her and her ugly full of herself daughter, Joy. Don't let her name fool you she's pure evil; just like her mom.

"Where are you", a muffled guy voice said approaching the secret rooms door. I realized it was my best friend Noah. He is the only one who hasn't forget about me and who also knows about the secret room.

"In here", I slightly yell opening the small hatch.

"Finally", said the tall 16 year old boy. Noah has dark brown eyes and fawn hair that went to his eyebrows. He wasn't in the royal bloodline; he was the son of the maid of the castle or what i like to call it, prison. My dad had always treated him and his mom ,Amber, like family so i guess you could say he's my brother. 

"I hate my life", I said to the brown eyed boy.

"Don't say that. You will be queen in less than 2 years. You finally get to make a difference." Noah said.

"My first act as queen is to ban all evil stepmothers **cough cough**Tremaine. ", I said.

"Wow! That's a serious one", Noah said looking into my bright green eyes.

"I know", I said laughing. After about 30 minutes talking to Noah, I decided to go to sleep and forget about my birthday.