Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, only the character Chelsea.
I also own my story plot
CHAPTER 1
Cinderella woke up one bright morning.
"Time to make the bed and make breakfast," she said as she said every morning.
"Lets go!" I yelled from down the stairs.
"I'll be there in one minute Chelsea!" Cinderella said in a happy voice.
"Man that girl is weird! She's happy and all day we get to clean!" I said as I ran up the stairs. The blue carpeting was so beautiful and the floor so clean. Everything sparkled.
"C'mon today we get to clean the floor again!" I said yelling up the stairs.
"Stop all that racket!" Cinderella's evil stepmother said from her bedroom across the hallway.
"Yeah, sure, what ever u say. Freak." I said in a low whisper so no one would here.
"What did you say that for?" Cinderella asked. She was standing behind me opening some curtains to let the light in.
"Well you know, I'm a low life person who came here looking for a job and found this. What do you expect? Me to act like a nice girl like you?" I said with my snappy attitude.
"I don't really expect anything from you. Now will you help me with floor?" She asked very politely and calm.
"Uh-huh, sure whatever you say Cindy," I said softly. I hated cleaning the floor the most, Mop the tiles, use the special rag for the hardwood and, just sweep the kitchen floor.
"Why does their have to be so many orders around here?" I asked as I caught up with Cinderella.
"Because my stepmother said so and I do what I'm told," She said a little aggravated.
"Look I'm sorry that I'm annoying but I don't know what else to do. I feel like an idiot taking orders all day," I said kind of acting like a puppy lost in the rain.
"Well you really should get used to it," Cinderella said.
"Well your probably right," I said truthfully.
"Cinderella you're doing it all wrong!" Cinderella's evil stepsister said from on top of the stairs.
CHAPTER 1
Cinderella woke up one bright morning.
"Time to make the bed and make breakfast," she said as she said every morning.
"Lets go!" I yelled from down the stairs.
"I'll be there in one minute Chelsea!" Cinderella said in a happy voice.
"Man that girl is weird! She's happy and all day we get to clean!" I said as I ran up the stairs. The blue carpeting was so beautiful and the floor so clean. Everything sparkled.
"C'mon today we get to clean the floor again!" I said yelling up the stairs.
"Stop all that racket!" Cinderella's evil stepmother said from her bedroom across the hallway.
"Yeah, sure, what ever u say. Freak." I said in a low whisper so no one would here.
"What did you say that for?" Cinderella asked. She was standing behind me opening some curtains to let the light in.
"Well you know, I'm a low life person who came here looking for a job and found this. What do you expect? Me to act like a nice girl like you?" I said with my snappy attitude.
"I don't really expect anything from you. Now will you help me with floor?" She asked very politely and calm.
"Uh-huh, sure whatever you say Cindy," I said softly. I hated cleaning the floor the most, Mop the tiles, use the special rag for the hardwood and, just sweep the kitchen floor.
"Why does their have to be so many orders around here?" I asked as I caught up with Cinderella.
"Because my stepmother said so and I do what I'm told," She said a little aggravated.
"Look I'm sorry that I'm annoying but I don't know what else to do. I feel like an idiot taking orders all day," I said kind of acting like a puppy lost in the rain.
"Well you really should get used to it," Cinderella said.
"Well your probably right," I said truthfully.
"Cinderella you're doing it all wrong!" Cinderella's evil stepsister said from on top of the stairs.
