Grandma pulled away, leaving our house behind, all dirty and dusty.
I can't believe we are going to the super bowl!
"Grandma, aren't you so excited?" I asked the driver sitting next to me.
"Sure. Whatever I can do with you is fun, " Grandma answered. Why did she like me so much? I'm adopted.
The super bowl field was right in front of us, it was like it was waiting for us to get there.
"Let's go!" I shouted and ran to the ticket booth. Grandma slowly walked out of the car and followed me. We got our tickets and found a seat.
"Perfect view," I said to myself. But then I realized something. Would if Sammy, Jackie, and stepmom saw me here? I would get sent back home! Oh no.
I kind of hid in the bleachers while talking to grandma. We watched the game and I was really exciting.
When it was halftime, I went down to the concession stands to get some food. Some of the football players were down there too.
Then I tripped over a garbage can.
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When the Clock Strikes Twelve
FanfictionFan fiction of Cinderella: a normal girl is forced into being a servant. She really wants to go to the super bowl but she has too much work to do. She lives through the amazing story of Cinderella, but for people who like sports, and ends up-- read...
