Prolouge.

I sighed as my bitch-of-a-step-sister droned on and on to my step-mom, Carrie, trying to get me into even more trouble than I was already in. I leaned up against the refrigerator, preparing myself for another yelling. I knew Carrie would believe every single thing she said and I would most-likely be grounded for life. It wasn't rocket science to figure out who Carrie liked more. Like expected, Carrie approached me, her face turning red, and pointed an accusing finger at me. I looked the other way and zoned out. I didn't feel like hearing the, "I've raised you better than this and I've done so much for you and this is how you repay me," speech again. Of course, it'll probably be worse this time. This time, I actually did something wrong, but it was so worth it.

Anyways, my name's Sonny Munroe. My mom died when I was only a baby and my dad decided to re-marry. To a bitch. He died a couple years ago and now I'm stuck with her and her two annoying-as-hell daughters. Now, you're probably thinking this is gonna just be some Cinderella story. Well, it's not. I hate all that happily-ever-after junk and my life is definitely not a fairytale. Yeah, there is gonna be a happy ending, and there is a prince charming. But, none of that really matters at the moment. Because, right now, I'm getting in trouble for doing the worst thing possible. Well, according to my step-sisters, Lindsay and Brittany. But, for me? It was freaking amazing. Nothing like a bit of revenge, huh?

Now, you're probably wondering what I did to get in so much trouble. Well, you'll just have to read and find out.