AUSTIN:

I couldn't believe it. Ally had recognized that I was the guy she'd danced with at the Winter Ball. Carrie was right; this was just like Cinderella. Ironically, I was the male equivalent to Cinderella, Cinderfella if you will. Except I had a Princess Charming, a stepfather and two stepbrothers, I went to a school dance and not a dance at a palace and I dropped a song I had written, not a glass slipper.

Who'd wear glass slippers anyway? I was staring into Ally's captivating brown eyes that made her really beautiful. She smiled and giggled, once again letting me hear that adorable giggle. I whispered,

"You're so beautiful it hurts,"

She was blushing.

"I'm glad I found you."

Bryce said to me,

"We're telling our Dad and he is gonna roast you."

Brandon was grinning smugly at me.

"And we're gonna tell Ray and he's gonna beat the shit out of you for moving in on his girlfriend."

Ally glanced at Brandon like he was an idiot.

"You're friends with Ray, didn't he tell you I broke up with him?"

Bryce said,

"Oh yeah. Well, he's still gonna kick your ass, Austin."

"Oh, I'm terrified,"

I said with evident sarcasm. Ray had broken up with Ally, so he couldn't say I was stealing Ally. I went to the mall and Donald was of course mad at me.

"Where do you get off being late for your job? I don't pay you to flake on me."

"Actually, you don't pay me period."

"Are you giving me attitude, you little asshole?

"No, sir."

"Good. Now get crackin' on your work! Take out the garbage, clean my office windows and when you get home, wash my car and do the dishes!"

"Yes, sir."

I went to the Panda Express and slung the garbage bag over my shoulder. I threw the bag in the dumpster. I still had Donald and the clones treating me like I was a slave, but I was supposed to hear back from NYU this week and I found out the woman of my fantasies clearly returned my feelings. If we got to go to the same college, that would be a dream come true. Life was tough right now, but I wouldn't lose sight of the positives.

Back at home, I had finished washing my stepfucker's car and I had gotten a start on all the dishes. I could hear Brandon saying,

"Dad, Bryce and I have something to tell you."

"What is it?"

Bryce said,

"You know the night of the dance, when you thought Austin was at home doing the chores you said you were going to make him do?"

"Yeah."

Brandon piped in again.

"He snuck out and went to the dance. We know because Ally Dawson had a contest to find the owner of an anonymous song she found at the dance and Austin sang it for her and she loved Austin's singing while she hated the rest."

I could hear Donald saying,

"Oh, he's dead fucking meat! Austin! Get your ass in here this minute you little asshole!"

I said submissively,

"Yes sir?"

I walked in to the den, where Donald had some newspaper in his lap. He was glowering at me while his bubble-headed sons were grinning smugly at me.

"Bryce and Brandon say you snuck out to the Winter Dance, is that true?"

I said,

"Yes, sir, but that was only because you don't let me have anything."

"Do you care anything for anyone other than yourself? I told you to do chores and stay home, and you sneak out and contravene me?"

"Oh, like you even gave a shit when my mom died? You just took her money and her business, and you've been treating me like garbage ever since you met me and you let Bryce and Brandon do the same, with any remorse or guilt at all!"

"You, Austin Moon, are a selfish, ungrateful, defiant little asshole and I hope you go to hell and rott there! And you're fired!"

"You know what, Donald? I don't fucking care anymore! I'm fed up with the way you treat me. I knew you were bad news from the start because when my mom was still here, you did nothing but lie and manipulate her. If she was still alive and she knew about the way you've been treating me, she would have divorced your ass and blacklisted you from her business!"

"I'm the parent figure in this house and I say you finish your chores!"

I begrudgingly went back to the kitchen to continue washing the dishes. Bryce and Brandon were giggling smugly at me. Bryce said,

"How dare you give our dad attitude!"

Brandon said,

"Oh, and we told Ray about what you did, and the three of us are going to give you your just deserts."

"Not now, Brandon,"

I said through gritted teeth.

Bryce piped in.

"We don't know what it is, but it will hurt."

"I'm terrified,"

I said sarcastically at my two bubblehead stepbrothers. Bryce, Brandon and Ray had all promised me revenge, but most of those threats were empty. So, I was just at ease.

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