Okay, so I know this is like really cliche, but I have an overly wierd obsession with cinderella stories. This idea popped into my head, and I was like, "What the heck!" and decided to post it. Hope you enjoy and check out my other books, "A Sweet Story" and "KaneplusJackson?" Oh, and R&R? PLEASE? THXS!

Disclaimer:I do not own Twilight, or any of the Cullens.

"Sweetie, take care of Blake," My mother's sad, dying eyes gazed at me, "I love you." She whispered before the doctor pulled her away. They said they would try everything they can, but the chances of her living were impossible. She had lost too much blood in the car crash.

Hot, salty tears sprung out of my eyes and I used my free hand to wipe them away. I only get a broken arm, but my Mommy dies? Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. I mentally scream. A truck had hit my mommy's side of the car and swerved us off of the road. Stupid truck.

"Emie! Emie!" I heard my little brothers voice yell my name, "Emie! give me candy! Look!" He opened his mouth and showed me mushy chocolate in his mouth.

I smiled shakily, "That's great, Blake, but where's Daddy?" Blake pointed at the door with his finger.

"Daddy in car. He come later." As soon as the words left his mouth, the door to the floor flew open.

"Emilia where's your mother?!" my dad asked urgently. Wracking sobs, I managed to answer his question. Dads face saddened even more and he slumped down into a chair. Putting his face in his hands, he repeated muttered, "Why, why, why" and shook his head.

My brother played with his car, completely oblivious to the situation. I sat down in a chair and waited for the doctors news.

-9 years later-

"Emilia! Insolent girl! Get down here this instant!" My step-mons-Er, mother screamed up the stairs. I smoothed out my skirt and top. The last thing I needed was being grounded again. I had already missed work twice and would be fired if I came late again.

"Coming, Mother!" I rushed down the stairs and to her room. When my mom had died 9 years ago, dad thought that me and Blake needed a mom. My step-mother was a gold digger he had found and married. 3 years later, while walking home from a store, my Dad was hit by a car, the driver had been drunk and both of them died instantly. Ever since, Blake and I had been chained to my step-mother and her evil daughters, Stephanie and Marissa. Oh, did I forget to mention that we're werewolves? Big detail there. I really couldn't wait until I found my mate and get out of this hellhole.

"Eek! What the hell!" Marissa's nasally voice screeched as I accidentally bumped into her.

"Sorry" I said, without looking up.

"You better be! Now I have to change and put on new makeup!" I mentally rolled my eyes, I think she litterally dips her face in the makeup everyday.

"Sorry" I repeated. She scoffed and continued upstairs. I exhaled and hurried downstairs, "Did you need anything, mother?"

My step-mother looked up from her fashion magazine. She was a middle-aged woman with blond hair and a really bad perm. Her icy blue eyes glared at me, "Yes, Emilia, go get my breakfast. And make it something fat-free with no sugar or carbs." 'Aka, water' I thought sarcastically. See what I live with? The only reason I haven't left yet is because of Blake. My 14-year-old brother still needed my step-mother. Fortunately, my step-sister and mother picked on me instead of him, thankfully.

I quickly made some low-calorie cereal with skim milk and handed it to my step-monster, "Ewwww, what's this? Do better next time, you are dismissed." She commented on the looks and waved her hand dismissively. I glanced at the clock and found out that I only had 15 minutes to get to school or I'd be late. Uh-oh, I definitely didn't need another detention. Last time, I had to clean the whole house(we live in a mansion) after I got one for being late. Atleast Blake always got to ride to school with Melissa and Stephanie, even though that cost me extra work, it was worth it.

I ran upstairs and changed with inhuman speed. Well, being a werewolf does have some perks. I then sped out the door and ran to school in less than 5 minutes. By the time I got there, I was panting and probably looked like a hobo, but atleast I wasn't late, "HEY CHICA!"

"AHHHHH!" I screamed. My idiot best friend Malerie laughed.

"You should've been watching. Never know who's gonna GET YA!" This wacko had been my friend since we were both in diapers, and she was the only person who knew about my step-mother.

I glared at her, "YOU IDIOT."

She smiled cheekily, "I know, but you still love me! How're the step-monster and the barbie look-a-likes?"

I sighed and rolled my eyes," Still better than ever. Come on, wacko. We're gonna be late." I pulled her all the way to class. As I went through the door, some guy bumped into me, "Hey! Watch it!" I looked up to find the most beautiful eyes I'd ever seen. My wolf whispered, Mate.

I guess I just found my mate. Unfortunately, he was Chase Griffiths, the alpha.

How was that? GOOD or BAD? Go easy on my please.

R&R! Ya know you want toooo;)

~EllaTheHarpy