Ok so I really don't know how to begin this, I had my idea, had it all planed out. Sat at my computer and..
Um… what to write... what to write… so the beginning is a mystery to me. BUT I will think of something for it soon.
So… Chapter1!
(*^* Teru POV)
'Ok, class does everyone know the story of Cinderella?' Our new teacher asked, a smile on her pretty face.
'She won't last long…' A kid in the back row muttered. But no one could care less for him, all eyes were on me; there piercing gazes making me shake. It was easy for them to say it, so simple, but why were they delaying it.
'I do,' my heart leapt as Rena's voice rose 'and poor little Cinder is sitting right there in the front row. Isn't that right peasant?' She ended with a sneer. The room was quiet… but only for a second, there laughter coming together into a huge chorus of giggles. My eyes looked up at the teacher hoping for sorrow, help or just someone to be on my side. But her laughter echoed loudest in the room. I don't know if that was the first time, I had ever felt true loneliness.
(#^# Kurosaki)
Tick, Tick, Tick.
I looked down at my plate of dinner, a meat pie. My temper flaring at my sisters giggles. 'You got a probable?' I barked out loudly, shaking her into a second of silence… until her laughter poured out.
'Y…Your… F…F…FACE!' She screeched, falling of her chair; tears running steadily down her cheeks.
'And… What's wrong with my face? Have you ever looked in the mirror lately, I think you're getting wrinkles.' I snarled, what was her problem?
'It's not as bad as it looks, I just stuffed up the pastry. It's only a meat pie.' She whispered her sapphire eyes sparkling, if there was one thing she could do best… It was calming people down, or getting them riled up.
'You're so much like mum… and this is cold.' My eyes shot up to her face, horror floding my features at her sad face. 'Im sor….'
'I don't care anymore…' she murmured cutting me off. Her hand shot out and carries my plate to the microwave, her long fringe covering her eyes. But as her head turned around to get a glass, I saw a large tear slowly rolling down her face.
BANG!
The chair hit the tiles hard, as my arms tightened around her. 'I should watch what I say, im sorry.' I whispered in her ear.
'*sniff* I should just get over it…' Her loud voice sounding like a mouse's squeak, to my ears.
I paused, my breath coming in shaky rasps. 'You're lucky; you may not think it but, not knowing mum and dad… I wish I had never known them… And I know how un-respectful that is but, knowing them makes the pain harder.' Her arms raped around me, giving me a tight bear hug; as all the pain and all the suffering we had poured out like rain.
I know it's short barely 500 words! But I'm really tired… and I just wanted to get SOMETHING up..
And sorry the name really SUCKS! I need a new one so… any ideas?
