I'm Not Cinderella (Rewritten)
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"So you're gonna find this mystery girl," I said slowly, Making sure not to slip any thing out.
"Yeah," Clarke said confindently, "I'll do whatever it takes."
"You sound so desperate."
"I am."
I swallowed. He's never gonna stop until he finds the mystery girl-- me.
"So she's like Cinderella, then?" I raised an eyebrow
Clark paused and thought about it then nodded, "Yeah. Like Cinderella it is."
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