Disclaimer" I do not own Cinderella or the characters. I only own Chelsea and the story plot.

CHAPTER 2

"Yes ma'am?" Cinderella asked

"Just look at thins floor it's filthy! Look at all the shoe prints! I never want to see the floor like this again!" The stepsister screamed. She walked away laughing.

"Cindy she did that just to get on your nerves. Why if that was me-," I said in anger.

"Let me guess, you would of stop cleaning and walk up and yell at her," Cinderella said dully as she scrubbed the shoe marks away.

"Yeah, I would of. It's 'cause she's a low life son of a gun!" I said fiercely.

"I just don't know why you bother. They will never change their minds about how they treat people," Cinderella said.

"Like you care," I said. That was the last thing I said to her until dinner.

"So," I started, "What are we going to make for dinner tonight? Maybe mashed potatoes with some corn on the cob?

"The Mistress has requested a special dinner tonight actually," She said smiling.

"Biscuits? And we get to put butter on the side? That'll be a good meal," I said sarcastically. I started to laugh and so did Cinderella. I never saw her so happy. Her eyes were watering.

"Umm.Cindy, it wasn't that funny," I said. I was finished laughing and she was still going. After about two more minutes she was laughing.

"That was for all the funny remarks you made in the past two days," She said with a smile on her face.

"Ok, then," Chelsea said, "What are we making for dinner tonight? I'll cook by myself, you know let you have a break!"

"If you say so. Tonight you will cook chicken, mashed potatoes, and cooked vegetables," Cinderella said taking her seat in a near by chair.

"Ok, consider it as good as done!" I said, "Let's get down to the good stuff!"

Making dinner was fun, mashing the potatoes, cooking the chicken so it was perfect, and cooking the vegetables. The only part I didn't like was when I burnt my mouth seeing if the vegetables were at the right temperature. Even Cinderella said that they were really good.

"Well that should be that!" I said, looking rather happy.

"I'll take it to the owners," Cinderella said.

She was gone for a good eight minutes. This is a really nice girl, I thought, I have to tell her something when she gets back. HAHAHA! There she is now!

"Cinderella! Sorry I was being a idiot today," I said.

"I understand, I have bad days like that too you know," She said while cleaning up all the pans.

"And will you, I don't know, maybe-" I started.

"Be your friend?" She finished for me, "If that was what you were asking, YES!

"Great,' I told her, "Friends."