Not Cinderella

Not Cinderella

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I don't have any fingernails.

But scrubbing pots and pans, doing laundry, and serving my family's every need all day every day will do that to you.

I was born into a rich family. I admit I was spoiled for the first few years of my life.

But then my mother died. And it changed everything.

My dad didn't like me. He remarried to a snotty old woman with a lot of money and two daughters of her own. Gorgeous Taylor and Selena, twins, and my new step sisters.

Let's just say they all hated me. I was a burden.

So... Living in a rich neighborhood in a beautiful house, I served as a maid to my family. I wasn't paid, and I was treated like dirt.

Until a new neighbor moved in the summer before my senior year in high school.

Austin Miller was about as cocky, arrogant, and mysterious as one could get. Taylor and Sasha were obsessed with him, while I downright hated him.

He was practically perfect, he could even sing. He became the most popular boy in town in just a few days. In the middle of summer.

Let's just say I also sing. And believe I'm pretty good at it.

I dream just as much as the next person, but my dreams don't always come true.

And while I believe in the classic song, "A dream is a wish your heart makes."

I can assure you of one thing.

I am not Cinderella.