A/N: Hey people! I have Jendall fever! Why? Cause I just watch "Big Time Rescue" yesterday! Why? Cause I was busy, that's why I didn't watch it. And I got this idea when me and my niece was watching "Cinderella" on Disney. Yes, I'm still childish! Well, Disney is AWESOME! Anyway, I should stop writing so you could read the story...enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything! Except the storyline.

Credits: To my cousin for helping me with this story.

Chapter 1: Prologue

(Jo's POV)

"Josephine!" my stepmother called me. "Where the heck are you?!" "I'm here!" I said.

My stepmother gave me a disgusting look and pointed to the table. "Clean all this table before we open! Hurry!" She spat and threw a rag to me. Suddenly I heard someone giggling. I turned around and saw my two stepsisters laughing. Their names are Crystal and Ruby. "Aww, looks like little Jo just got a chore to do. Too bad!" Ruby said. Then the both of them walked away.

My name is Josephine Taylor. But you can call me Jo. Yeah, before my life sucks I was actually from North Carolina. My life was perfect before my mom passed away in an accident when I was nine. Me and my dad was really depressed. Soon enough, my dad has a new job, and we moved to Minnesota. The weather was really cold but I got used to it. Soon enough, my dad got married to my stepmother and my dad open this new restaurant. My dad also also introduce my new stepsisters. When my dad is not around, they would always ask me to do their chores or homework. When I'm thirteen, my dad passed away. He passed his business to my stepmom. And from that day, my stepmom and my stepsisters treats me like trash.

But there's only three people that are like family to me, which is Antonio the restaurant's chef, his daughter/school mate Stephanie and my best friend Camille. Yes, to everyone their like normal people, but to me their amazing. They sometimes helps me with the chores that my stepmom and sisters. Me, Camille and Stephanie goes to the same school, Cross Crescent High-school. We're the school biggest dorks ever! But we just ignore those nasty comments.

After I'm done wiping all those dirty stains off the tables, I pick my guitar case and switch the closed sign to open and went to the park. I took out my guitar and place my guitar case next to me. And I started strumming Ta few chords. And started singing.

Sorta been a two way street

But you never walked my way

I gave you my everything

But you didn't do what you should've done

And left me halfway

So much for stickin it out

Guess it doesn't matter now

No difference with or without

Cause I was

never apart of you group so

I'm gonna push on through it

You think I'm missing out on you

But I'll show you what I can do

So thanks for giving up on me

Turns out it's just what I needed

To be

A little more free

I never slowed my pace

Too scared of being erased

Can't be here running in place

So you can keep it

Hear this

I don't need your name

Cause I was

never apart of you group so

I'm gonna push on through it

You think I'm missing out on you

But I'll show you what I can do

So thanks for giving up on me

Turns out it's just what I needed

To be

A little more free

You took me up and down

You took me round and round

Yeah you made me dizzy Then

You let me hit the ground

So now I'm movin on

This ain't where I belong

Watch me now

I'll prove you all wrong

Never apart of you group so

I'm gonna push on through it

You think I'm missing out on you

But I'll show you what I can do

So thanks for giving up on me

Turns out it's just what I needed

To be

A little more free

A little more free

A little more free

So Thanks for givin up on me

Turns out it's just what I needed

To be

A little more free

After I finish singing. There were people clapping and people throwing money into my guitar case. I just thanked them and bought a sandwich. Yes, I earn my pocket money by playing the guitar on the road-side.

Well, it's not like every person life has a happy ending like fairy-tales can't they?