Soon enough, the garage door opened and I heard the shouting of Sammy and Jackie. They were fighting of course. The front door opened and went over to them pretending like I was cleaning the house the whole time.
"How was the game?" I asked them.
"Amazing. We didn't win the raffle though," Sammy answered. At the same time, Jackie walked over where Grandma was. The TV was off because the Super Bowl was over.
"Grandma!!" Jackie yelled and ran over to hug her. "When did you come here?" Jackie eyed me with her devious eye.
"Not that long ago. I was just watching Crystal do her chores." Grandma answered.
I silently thanked the old lady and then said," Yeah. I worked the whole time."
"Hmm. Well then, come on ladies, let's go to bed." My stepmom said. "Crystal get our nightgowns ready."
I tiredly walked upstairs and got all o their stuff ready. Then I got my stuff ready. And then I got to go to bed.
I couldn't stop thinking about Greg and how cute he was. I also couldn't stop thinking about the raffle I almost won, or won. Were my stepsisters and stepmom wondering where the winners went? Also known as where I went?
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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...
