I'm Here Which, Roughly Translated
Means I Would Rather Die Than
Stay Away From
You!.
Disclaimer : I don't own Twilight.
[AN. Ok so I spell checked this one also I tried my best with the full stops and the capital letters so I hope I'm getting better .]
also i have a beta now *yay* scuzzfuzz so thank her for the correction of my work . also check out her storys i recommend them to you all.
A Cinderella Story
Chapter One
BPOV
Ok. So I was sitting at my laptop like any other day except today wasn't any other day at all. Today was the end of spring break. Yeah, great huh?
So here I was in my attic room – yeah, the attic - talk about Harry Potter having problems! He has nothing on me, seriously.
I live in a six bedroom, three story house and my evil step mother sticks me in the attic. Her daughters Jessica and Lauren are also Satan's children. They're your average bitches, up there own arse and think every one should bow down to them .
My dad who was single because my mum died during childbirth met Sue when I was nine. He married her when I turned twelve and her and the two idiots moved in here. A year after, we had an earthquake my dad Charlie was reading to me in my room.
He told me when I was older I was going to find a prince and we would build a castle together. I remember the night very well. As the earthquake hit Sue screamed for help and my dad told me to take cover under the bed, promising he would be back.
He didn't return - he never came back. I was stuck with the three wicked witches of the west. The next day - yes, the day after my father's death - Sue emptied my room. Throwing my things in boxes, she had my bed moved to the attic with my boxes on the top.
The only thing I have left to remind me of him is a story book. Its about a princess meeting her prince and her castle. On the front is a picture of me and my dad. The book is under my bed in a box with little things of my dad's and some thing that remind me of him, but the book is the only thing that he truly left me.
I hated Lauren and Jessica. They made it their personal day job to make my life hell whenever they could. I worked at Sue's café – well, it was my dad's but due to him dying without a will she got it all. To her displeasure that also included me.
So as I was saying, here I am, sitting in my attic. I logged onto the college website where there is a chat room where people can connect to each other. Its was all different people from different groups all connecting so I thought, 'What the hell, I'll try it out.'
Alice Cullen, my best friend, was online, she met her boyfriend Jasper Whitlock on a few months ago. Alice is popular - she and Rosalie my other friend are the two least bitchy girls I have ever met.
Rose is Jasper's sister and Alice has two brothers, Emmett on the basketball team and Edward the jock. Emmett talks to me but Edward doesn't even know I exist. He's dating Tanya Delinya who is a cheerleader and best friends with Lauren and Jessica, so it's three bitchy girls. Edward doesn't look twice at me. I remember when Alice introduced me one day at their house, Tanya was there she sneered and Edward smiled then turned around towards Tanya. I haven't spoken to him or even looked at him since.
I logged on my user - Browneyedgirl. It was a little lame but it made me feel like me. Like I wasn't pretending to be some one else. I was me and I could be myself and feel like myself with out any one judging me. It was the one thing no one could take from me - my eye color.
Three people were online - Pink-Lady (which is Alice), maninlove (who is vile Mike Newton) and some guy called just-me (who I don't have a clue who it is). Alice was set as away so I was about to set myself as away when a chat box came up on my screen.
just-me : hey
Hmmm...ok maybe I can do this, I thought.
browneyedgirl : hey
just-me : erm im not really sure what to do here ive never tried before.
Ok, that's good, he's new to this too.
browneyedgirl : its ok im new too =] my friend told me to try it so here i am.
just-me: im glad you did :)
Oh, so he's a sweet talker.
browneyedgirl : me too.
just-me: so...erm...tell me about yourself
Ok, well this is tricky. I know, I'll just tell him the basics.
browneyedgirl : erm ok well im female im a junior im seventeen i have brown eyes and brown hair. What about you?.
just-me : ok well im male im also a junior and seventeen i have green eyes and brownish hair.
So he's in my year, I might know him.
browneyedgirl : do you think we have ever met before?.
just-me : i don't know theres like 3,500 people in my school im glad your in my year though.
That's true but he's in my year and almost everyone knows everyone else due to the small amount of pupils.
"Isabella!" a cruel voice called up the stairs. "Isabella, come here! I'm hungry and want a snack."
browneyedgirl : i have to go
just-me : what , no why.
That's good, I didn't want to leave either for some reason. I enjoyed talking to this person who I've probably seen and never spoken to.
browneyedgirl : reality calls .
just-me : ok , well do you have netlog on your mobile.
browneyedgirl : erm I'm not sure what is it ?.
just-me : you type on settings and click mobile it gives you a code then your give the code to who ever you want to chat to and when send a text to it , it adds your details to there address book by your username.
browneyedgirl : o ill erm ill sign up for it now.
I clicked on the settings link and it was pretty easy.
just-me : ok do you want my code.
browneyedgirl : yeah that would be nice.
just-me: ok mines 151324.
My phone vibrated twice - a message with just-me's contact details and a message with my code.
browneyedgirl : ok ill add you now :) mines 623457
just-me : ok ill add you to :}
"Isabella, now!" the wicked witch of the west called.
browneyedgirl : i really have to go.
just-me : ok can i text you .
browneyedgirl : sure bye x.
I was really looking forward to talking to him again.
just-me : see ya x.
I clicked log off.
Later Iwent to bed to sleep, no doubt Sue will have me up at six to cook what ever witches eat for their breakfast. God, I hate my life.
Just as I was about to sleep my phone beeped.
TO : browneyedgirl
sweet dreams
FROM : just-me
I smiled and clicked reply.
TO : just-me
you too
FROM : bronweyedgirl
My dreams took me to the place I felt safe - my own kingdom.
