Ariel/Cinderella POV
Still cleaning up, Cinderella calls Ariel on her cell phone, but it went to voicemail. "Ariel where are you? It's getting late, and I'm getting worried. Call me… Bye." Hanging up the phone she continued on with her cleaning.
Ariel and Eric pull up to her apartment complex. "Is this it?" Eric asked looking over at Ariel. "Yep. Hey thanks for today, and about Cindy, I'll talk to her, okay? Bye." She said kissing him on the cheek and exiting the jeep.
Ariel's POV
I walk through out apartment door to find of course Cindy cleaning. "Hi Cinderella." Said Ariel closing the door quietly. Cinderella, not hearing her because the sound of the vacuum was too loud to hear her, she continued to clean. "Cindy, Cinderella! CINDY!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. Finally hearing her, startled, she turns off the vacuum. "Oh, there you are! Where have you been? I've worried sick!" Cinderella said putting her hands on her hips. "I was out with Eric." "Oh. Well I called you. Why didn't you call me back?" Cinderella asked. "I had my cellphone turned off. Sorry." "You need to be more responsible, Ariel. You just can't be goofing around all time. Ever since you got your new legs you've been out of control!" "Whoa, whoa, whoa Cindy! Don't you think that's hitting a little bit below the belt?! Yes I go out because I want to have a life, unlike you Cinderella! All you ever do is clean! I'm taking advantage of life doing all the things that I want to do, like having fun. Do you know that three letter word? F-U-N. FUN! You don't know how to have fun Cindy. Every time I come home you always talk down to me like you're my mother…" said Ariel placing her seashell purse on the couch as she moved closer to her.