Do you ever feel like your living a complete fairy tale? Sometimes it's in a good way like the happily ever after part and sometimes it's the part where you haven't found your prince yet. That's how I feel. I am living the before fairy tale. My dad would always tell me the story of Cinderella. That was my favorite. But now it seems I'm living a before Cinderella met her prince life.

You see after my mom died from cancer my dad and I were doing just perfect. We would go to baseball games and hang out and we were doing just fine on our own. But then he met Carol. Apparently she was the woman he had been waiting for ever since mom died. Now I was thirteen when my dad met Carol, so I thought it was this lonely phase and he would soon realize that I was the only girl he needed and it would all just pass.

But I was wrong.

My dad ended up marrying Carol when I was fourteen and Carol and her two 'perfect' daughters moved in with us. My life was officially a nightmare! All Carol and the clones did was go shopping, go to a fancy restraint, or go see a new movie that the clones just 'had' to see or they would die. Now they would do all of this without me. You may wonder why my dad didn't notice and its because he was out on a business trip most of the year. But when he was home Carol pretended to be motherly to me but as soon as he was gone she was back to ignoring and hating me.

But then it happened. You guessed it… my dad died in a tragic plane crash. I didn't cry when I found out and I didn't cry at the funeral, I haven't cried to this day and its been three weeks and right now we are on a plane flying to our new home. Since my dad passed all Carol can talk about is how excited she is to move back to her home town and see all of her friends again. I am beginning to think she doesn't even care that my dad and her former husband just died! I think she is just glad that she gets to keep all of his money.

I sighed as we got off the plane and went to get our luggage.

"Mother! I can't carry this its to heavy!" one of the clones said.

"Okay dear" Carol soothed, "Gabriella carry her bag" she ordered me. Yes, this was my life, always doing things for them and to help the clones but they never did anything for me. And my dad never saw that but he's gone now so I'm stuck with them.

"Ya Rella! Carry Abby's bag!" Clone number two said in an annoying voice. Yes my nickname that I used was Rella. Again another similarity I have to the Cinderella story. But both my parents always called me Rella so it just kind of stuck.

"Of course" I said putting on a fake smile. I picked up clone number one's suite cases along with my own and we headed towards the car.

A taxi cab pulled up and I stuck the luggage in the trunk. I got into the car and both the clones just had to have a window seat although the only thing they would see would be green but what the clones want the clones get. So I had to sit in the middle of them and the whole way there they talked and giggled to each other like it was as if I wasn't even there.

When we did arrive I was so happy! I literally jumped out of the car and ran to the house.

"Gabriella be a dear and bring all the luggage inside" Carol said.

"Hey Rella! Be a moose and bring my stuff to my room!" clone number two giggled as she shoved passed me. I glared at her as she 'danced' inside although it looked more like she was a dieing animal trying to run away.

"Oh and Gabriella, the girls want there own rooms so your not staying in the house, you'll be in that shed that's in the back"

What?!