The Wrong Cinderella

Four

I was always a weird kid. In kindergarten, I didn't really like talking to anyone. In fact, my mom says that I hardly ever spoke.

I would always stare quietly at my surroundings, never bothering to comment on anything or anyone. The only time I seemed happy was when I was reading. I loved reading: it was the one thing I looked forward to every day. The beautiful tales of princesses and wizards turned my extremely boring life into a life of adventure, laughter and glass slippers.

My book obsession only grew as I grew older and eventually I felt more like myself when I had a heavy paperback in my hands. I became known as the weird book girl and it didn't bother me because they were all missing out on the best thing ever invented.

I loved my books alright but I had never, ever thought that my passion for them would result in me auditioning for the biggest book-turned-movie of the century.

I was walking through the mall behind the short, plump lady who had introduced herself as Ms Green. My heart was beating faster than it had ever beaten in its life and I hadn't even auditioned yet. I prayed that I wouldn't pass out in front of my favourite author.

I felt someone poke my arm. I turned, ready to bite off that person's head. Unfortunately, it was Mr Perfect himself and I couldn't exactly bite off his head without encountering a gazillion lawsuits.

"You nervous?" He asked, his blue eyes sparkling.

I was. Extremely nervous in fact, but I would not show it. My pride wouldn't let me.

"I'm ok." I lied.

He seemed to believe me. We were approaching the movie theatre by now, where the auditions would take place.

I sucked in a breath and let the oxygen spread throughout my body. I banished all the negative thoughts out of my mind and forced my heart to calm down. I was terrified but I wouldn't let anyone else see it.

Fake it till you make it, I remembered June's words of advice.

We entered a small, badly lit waiting room displaying a few chairs and opening up to a hallway which lead to what I assumed was the auditioning venue.

"Ok, you may all stay here and I'll call you in one by one to audition. Why don't you come first, young lady?" Ms Green said to the girl beside me.

They went through the hallway, leaving me with Mr Perfect and the cute auburn-haired boy.

"Well this is insane." The boy said.

I nodded. "Yep. I can't feel my hands."

"I thought you weren't nervous." Mr Perfect commented, giving me a smirk.

"Of course I am but I wouldn't admit that to the enemy now would I?" I replied, the words falling out before I could stop them.

The cute boy laughed at Mr Perfect's shocked expression.

"Man, what did you do to piss her off?" He asked, slapping Mr Perfect on the shoulder.

"All I did was tell her the time." Mr Perfect replied, sounding defensive.

"You two are hilarious. I'm Jason by the way." He said.

"I'm May." I introduced myself, ignoring Mr Perfect's stare.

"And I'm Jet. May. That's a pretty name." Mr Perfect - Jet - said, smiling at me.

I nodded. "Yeah. Cool."

Jason found this even more hilarious. "Jet, are you sure you didn't do something to piss her off? She sounds really pissed right now."

"I don't know. You tell me, May. What did I do to make you so pissed at me?" Jet asked, folding his arms and leaning against the wall.