CHAPTER 2

I remember on my 7th birthday, my mom read to me a story about Cinderella before I was gone to sleep.

"Once upon a time, there lived a beautiful young girl, that girl's name is Cinderella. One day, her father met a woman and proposed to her. Cinderella was so happy; she was finally going to have a real family. On the day of her father's death, Cinderella began to live with her step-mother and step-sisters. They treated Cinderella badly and even moved her to the attic.

After years of having a miserable life with her step-family, Cinderella heard the doorbell ring. Since her step-mom wasn't home yet with her step-sisters, Cinderella opened the door to see a mailman. The mailman gave Cinderella a sealed envelope and left.

Cinderella opened the envelope and smiled. It was an invitation to the Prince Ball. Cinderella was so excited she left the envelope on the table and ran upstairs. She and her animal friends are going to make a dress.

Her step-mom found out about the ball and locked poor Cinderella inside her room. Cinderella cried and cried, then suddenly! A fairy god mother appeared in front of her! With a magic wand! S—"

"Fairy god mother?" I remember asking, interrupting my mom's story telling

"Yes Santana, a fairy god mother! They will grant you all your wishes" my mom replies, smiling brightly at me. Oh how I wish I'd still see that smile.

"Do I have a fairy god mother?"

"Who knows baby, you might actually do"

"Ohh … What happened next mommy?"

"So Cinderella asked what she was doing here. The fairy god mother didn't answer her question, but asked her what her biggest wish was. Cinderella wished to go to the ball and have a great time. The fairy god mother granted her wish, but with one condition.

Cinderella has to return here by midnight, when the clock strikes 12."


"Brittany and I, well we look alike—"

"No way. Your twins! Of course you look alike" I say with a sarcastic tone, barking my words.

Britney ignored me and continued on. "She has blue eyes from mom and obviously, I have green, from dad"

"Tell me more, I'm very interested in this Brit-tany girl" I spat out, mindlessly playing with the end of my fingers.

"I'm friends with her in facebook but the pictures don't matter. I still don't know who's taller than whom. Uhm, let's see… we were very close when we were kids, but I don't know what happened to us when we started high school –"

"What is she doing here?" I interrupted.

"Some dancing business, she's a choreographer and dancer. Brittany's having this big promotion to choreograph a play here in New York. Mom called a while ago. She asked if it was okay for Brittany to stay here in our apartment"

"You know what, I find it weird when you keep talking about this Brit-tany girl, yet your name is Britney. Ugh, my head hurts…" I grunted, rubbing my forehead back and forth.

"Then, from now on call me Ney." Britney replies, smiling shyly. "It was my nickname when I was in high school, so people won't get confused with me and Brittany"

"Ney? So what's your twin's nickname?" I curiously asked.

"Tany. It came from the end of our names" she chuckled lightly, looking up at the ceiling with a tight-lipped smile. "Oh the memories when I was in Cali"

"So Ney…." I said, trying out the new name I would for now on start calling my roommate. "When is she coming here?"

"Oh today actually" she informs me, jumping out of the couch and running towards her room. She knew what was coming after all.

I snatched a pillow from the other side of the couch and threw it towards Britney, who already closed the door, making the pillow hit the door instead of her.

"Today! When were you planning to tell me about this twin thing, huh Britney!" I yelled, raising my hands up in frustration.

I need to get some fresh air. Yeah, free from this feeling of betrayal.

Walking inside my room, I changed into some jeans and wore a white tuck-in blouse. I drag my satchel over my right arm and looked around my closet for some tall heeled sandals.

As I was opening the front door, I informed Britney that I was leaving for a while by shouting. "Yo Ney" I barked angrily. "I'm out!" and with that, I slam the door shut and enter the elevator. On the ride down, I receive a call from my friend Quinn.

"Hey Q. What's up?"

"Are you free at 12?"

"Yeah I am. I have no work today, just chilling around town. Oh I have some serious chizz Q, I s—"

"Wait! Stop! Tell me later, because I have something to tell you and I know you'll love it"

"What's that Q?" I asked curiously. What could be more interesting than finding out my roommate has a twin?

"Alex Flinn is here! Right now in New York!" she squeaked out, making me stop dead in my tracks as the elevator doors slide open.

A man who was in his mid-30's waits for me to leave, but I can't. Knowing that Alex Flinn, a woman who made my favorite stories into modern-life stories is here in New York makes me want to kill someone out of pure happiness. I hesitantly leave the elevator and drop my satchel on the ground, staring down with a goofy smile.

"A-Are you serious, Q? No jokes this time okay!" I managed to say, bending down to pick up my fallen satchel.

"I'm not. She's having this book-signing at 12! Barnes and Nobles!"

"Shit, I don't have my book. Wait, I'll go up again" I muttered, running back to the elevator.

"No need. I'll give you my spare Santana" Quinn kindly offers while giggling.

"Oh my god, I love you Q, so damn much" I smirked, opening the building's main door to get out.

"I know you do. But hey, 12pm okay? The lines might be too long. So you have to be here by exactly 12, got it?"

"I'll be there faster than you can say Berry" I teased, knowing fully that Quinn's cheeks are as red as tomatoes right now.

"Santana! Stop it! I just met her a few weeks ago"

"-and you never stop talking about her Q, seriously, ask her out already"

I know Quinn's gay and she knows I am too. I haven't told this Britney though, because I was afraid it might break our friendship. I can't lose Britney, I'd rather die. Okay, saying this makes me feel a bit guilty, because it means there are still some secrets kept.

"I have to go now Santana" Quinn suddenly tells me.

"What? Why—oh shit, is she there Q? Are you in that coffee shop again?"

"Tease me later, got to go. See you later. Bye"

I chuckled lightly, pocketing my phone inside as I walk through the sidewalks of New York City. It's 10; I have 2 hours to go.


"Cinderella agreed and the fairy god mother transformed her night. Once Cinderella entered the kingdom, the prince walked up to her, asking her to dance with him. As time passes, the Prince led Cinderella inside his garden. They talked and held hands for hours and when Cinderella heard the clock ticking she runs away from the Prince.

She was in such a hurry that her shoe got out from her foot. Cinderella didn't have the time to get it. She didn't have the time at all, so she left it. –"

Let's stop my mom's story there. Cinderella isn't my love story after all, just a piece.


I was checking on some clothes and jackets when something caught my eye, something oddly familiar. I look up from where I was standing and saw a glimpse of blonde hair and blue eyes. She caught me looking so she smiled back and walked towards me. Inside my head, I tried to process what I was seeing.

She looks so much like….

"Hi!" she greets, interrupting me from my thoughts.

"Hi…." I said unsurely.

"Sorry, I don't know anyone from here but you were smiling at me so I thought maybe we could be friends?"

Smiling? I was smiling?

"Uhm…."

"Sorry, I must have scared you… I should go…" she mutters, scratching the back of her neck as she starts to walk away from me.

I don't know what came to me, but I suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her back, earning a curious blue-eye stare.

"No… Uhm, actually…" I stuttered, not finding my words. I didn't know what to say, but when I saw the watch on her hands, my eyes widen tremendously. It's 11:58.

"Shit!" I cursed, making her frown sadly at me. "Sorry not you, uhm, you see… I'm running late on something, I'm sorry, but I have to go… bye!" I babbled, releasing my grip on her hand and running out of the store like a maniac, and then suddenly, something unbelievable happens to me.

As the sliding doors open, the heel on my sandal gets stuck at the small, tiny hole on the floor, the one they had to make so that the doors would slide open and close. I quickly pull out my leg and fell down right on my butt, whimpering painfully.

I stand up with some difficulty and look down on my sandals then up, the clock inside the shop says it's already 11:59. Knowing myself a lot, I'd rather meet Alex Flinn than leave my sandal all alone.

Cursing to myself one last time, I ran away from the shop and hailed cab. Quinn's so going to kill me.


Who would have thought that many years ago, on that day, the sandal I left dumbly for, would be picked up by a gorgeous blonde woman, who looks so much like my roommate.

[to be continued]

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