A little too predictable (unofficially on hold)

A little too predictable (unofficially on hold)

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Once upon a modern time, Cindy had everything she wanted: Her mum and dad with her and her highschool life in complete bliss. That was 2 years ago and now, her mother passed on while her father married again. At seventeen, she has 2 stepsisters and a stepmother who hate her guts and want her to graduate as a miserable teen. She hopes to be prom queen at her school. After her finals, she tries to get her life together, but during the prom, she meets a classmate she never expected to fall for, especially after just one dance. She mistakenly leaves something with him. He now wants to track her down, using this item. Sound familiar? This is the Cinderella story that you never expected. A modern twist of the fairytale you can't get enough of. Will Cindy also have the same happy ending? Or will reality just blow up in her face?
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"Dad!" I yell as I walk into the house. I'm greeted by nothing, except silence. My dad is rarely home, I don't know what I am expecting. Ever since my mom died, he's been nothing but distant with me. I mean, he was always distant, even before mom passed, but before, I thought that he just didn't care about me, now... I know he doesn't. ********** "Hello?" I say through the phone, grabbing a cloth, running it through the faucet, and pressing it against my knee. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" I hear a chorus of people yelling through the crackly phone. I start to laugh. ******** My mom had died. My dad is an alcoholic that doesn't care about me. I have three best friends. One new friend (Who's a bartender/stripper/lesbian). A great job as a DJ at this amazing club. And a whole new idea to get away from my dad and stop holding on to the past. ********** "It called and emancipation," she said through the phone, laughing, knowing that I was anxious. What the HELL is emancipation!? How can it get me away from my dad!? ******** Then I meet him.

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