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The weeks following the letter sent from the palace Bella's step sisters could think of nothing accept the ball. They only talked of dresses and hair styles and what color of rouge they would put on their cheeks. The only thing Bella was thinking of was getting her chores done and pleasing her step mother in anyway she could.

"Bella, would you clean the fireplaces for me? They look very sooty."

"I can get to it after I fold the laundry."

"No. This is more important. You can do that next. I want the fireplaces cleaned before you make lunch and tea."

How am I supposed to do that when it's only ten o'clock in the morning, Bella thought. Why does she keep adding things to the list?

Bella had lost sleep lately. She had not eaten a lot because she did not have the chance to with all of the chores she had to do. The more she did the tired she became, which meant the slower sh got her chores done. It's not like she had a choice. She really wanted to go to the ball. It was a chance to get away from her horrid life. A chance to leave this life and make something of herself. She would have left ages ago, but she had no money and no where to go. It wasn't that simple.

As she got the supplies for cleaning out the chimney she thought about the ball. What it would be like. What dress she would wear. Her father had always told her she looked best in royal blue. The color contrasted greatly against her fair skin. Maybe be she could ask her stepmother to give her money to make a dress. Renée had left some patterns in her chest that was left to Bella when she died.

Cleaning out the soot from the chimney got Bella all dirty. No wonder her name was Cinderella, she thought. I'm no different than those off of the streets. In her house Bella was made to think that she was nothing more than a dirty person off the streets. Her family didn't want her. She was treated like help. This was why she wanted to go to the ball. Everything would change.


Over the next week Bella had been working hard. During the day she was pleasing her family doing everything they asked her to do and more. She didn't want to ruin her chance of going to the ball. During the night when she was sleeping, she was making her dress. She had found an old sheet that belonged to Lauren before she redid her room. The color was just what Bella was looking for. The material was satin and more beautiful than Bella could have asked for. It was a miracle that she got her hands on something like that. She used one of her mothers dress patterns that made a large ball gown. Her mother had always read her fairytales with princesses with big ball gowns that went feet past their bodies. Bella had imagined that she would some day be swept off of her feet by her own prince and they would ride off into the sunset. This wasn't real life though.

Getting back to her sewing, Bella tried to finish her dress on time. She had also saved one of Jessica's old dresses for an occasion like this. She would use the tool from the dress to make her own poofy and large. It was homemade and not as good as she wanted but it was all she could do. Bella seemed hopeful.

On the day of the ball all the girls we're scrambling to get ready. Including Bella. The last finishing touches were added to Bella's dress. A sash around the waistline. Other things like that.

As Bella looked at her finished work, she silently applauded her work. She almost didn't believe she would finish in time. It wasn't even that bad for a homemade dress.

Downstairs the rest of the family were getting ready.

"Lauren can you move! I need to do my makeup and I can't see my face behind your fat head!"

"Well Jessica, if I'm too fat to see around, then you might as well find another mirror."

The two carried on like that for a little longer. But all of a sudden Jessica heard something from upstairs.

"Hey Lauren, I hear Bella singing."

"Oh me too. Don't you think it's unfair that she gets to come along to the ball too! I mean she isn't even a maiden at all. Just a maid really. What prince would choose her."

"I know. But mother only said that she could go if she got all of her chores done... Hhmmm ... What if there was just one thing she had forgotten."

"I think your right must have forgotten something."

The girls then turned around to their plotting.


Bella was putting on her dress and shoes when she heard her bedroom door open. She looked up and saw her two sisters enter her room in their ball gowns.

"Oh Bella. What are you doing?" Jessica said to Bella with a smug smile.

"Yeah Bella you can't possibly be going to the ball after not finishing all of your chores. That is what mother said. That you could only go if all the chores were done."

"But I got them done. I even had time to get a dress." Bella was getting confused. She had done what everyone had told her to do. All the chores were done. The house was spotless.

"But you forgot to clean up the kitchen. It seems that after you made dinner you never cleaned the mess. You might want to hurry..."

bella had thought she did clean the kitchen. But just to say that she did she ran down the stairs and through the small hidden door that lead to the kitchen. As she got there she couldn't believe her eyes. There on every single surface was everything you could possibly cook with all over the kitchen. Flour, sugar, salt, pepper, eggs, milk. The list went on. Bella knew this wasn't her doing. It was Jessica and Lauren. How dare they ruin her chance of her going to the dance! They knew how much she wanted to go with them!

"Mother! Come look and see!"

Jane came running down the stairs after hearing her daughters calls.

"Oh my! What is this! I had thought you had everything finished Bella. Is this what you call clean. I cannot believe you right now. You know what you don't deserve to even wear a dress for the ball. Any royal family would be ashamed of you and what you are. You cannot come with us tonight. I want you spending your night cleaning up this horrid mess instead."

The three girls left the room with their noses up in the air. Bella sat on her knees crying in her hands.


This is really fun tow rite. It reminds me of watching Cinderella the Disney version. Any one else like it? Review and tell me what you think. Any one want to be a beta? Anyone know of anybody? I'm looking. Any way, please review, favorite, and follow!