My version of Cinderella. But my story was no fairy tale. It was the opposite of a fairy tale. Messed up, drama and everything a girl would fear in a love story. Stuck up snobs, drama, girls who take your prince charming away and so on. Not only is this story the opposite of a fairy tale, it can be a bit cliche. So here it is: My Version of Cinderella.

Some mature language is used in this story. I try to make my characters as real as possible. There are some O/Cs and those are the only ones who use mature language :)

The day started off normally. I wake up in the morning feeling like...well Kim Crawford. Me. I eat breakfast, then I go to school. What I didn't expect us a poster stuck on my locker.

Seaford High School is having their 40th Ball!

We want YOU to attend! This year's theme: Masquerade! The only requirements are all students must attend. Girls will be required to wear a ball gown, you may find ball gowns in the school's drama closet. Boys will be required to wear a tuxedo. Both genders are required to wear a mask. All students will have to dance!

Date: Friday, May 20th 2012.

Time: 7:00pm till 1:00am

I squealed with delight. I couldn't wait for the school ball. It was just a week away. Though, there was one problem. My parents were away next week for some business trip and I'm required to stay with my wicked aunt and her two stupid daughters. The thing about my aunt was that she made me do all the chores. I was like her own personal maid. Her daughters? Even worse. They were as dumb as a sack of hammers and are super snobby. Either way, I wasn't allowed to get out of the house that week. Well, I could, but I had to finish a ten paged list of chores, and according to Milton, it's physically impossible.

"What's up Kim?" The four boys walked up and asked.

I turned around and ripped the poster off my locker, "This."

"Ooo! A ball! Fancy!" Eddie sticks out his pinky and waves it around.

I roll my eyes, "Milton, you bringing Julie?"

"No Kim, I'm bringing my stuffed unicorn. Of course I'm bringing Julie!" Milton's mouth dripped with sarcasm.

I back away, "Someone is moody today."

"Sorry, I got a terrible mark on my chemistry test. It's the first time I've ever gotten an A-!" Milton exclaims.

"So? I get a D all the time." Jerry shrugs.

Jack rolls his eyes at Jerry, "That's because you don't care about being a surgeon."

"So, who are you guys going with?" I ask.

"Grace." Eddie replies simply.

"Kelsey!" Jerry says at the same time.

"No one." Jack finishes.

I give Jack a look, "No one? Really? Jack, the guy that every girl is totally in love with, is not going with anyone?"

"Now you admit your love for me, Kim?" Jack smirks.

"I don't like you in that way!" I yell.

"Sure you don't. And ya, I'm not going with anyone. I told you, I can't dance!" Jack exclaims.

"Jack, you made one step and then when the music changed to some up beat song, you weren't as terrible, but I was better of course." I flip my hair.

"Nice way of encouraging. I'm only going because we're all forced to."

I nod, "I can't go. It's basically impossible. I'm going to fail school." I wail.

"Wait, how come you can't go?" Eddie asked.

"I'm at my stupid Aunt Cathy's. You know how she is with her stupid list of chores in her huge mansion." I open my locker.

"Cathy? As in Cathy Brooks?" Jack asks.

I nod, "You know her?"

"Cathy Brooks is my neighbor's neighbor. In what I heard, she goes clubbing every Fridays. She comes home at around 12:30. Plus, she's stupid enough to not have security cameras." Jack replies.

"So, if I leave around midnight, I can make it before she comes home! That's perfect! Thanks Jack." I hug him tightly.

"And cue the sound effects." Eddie says. They all make oooing sounds until Jerry gets distracted.

"Hot girls! Wait up!" He runs off.

"Nope, nope, nope." I flip through the closet racks. My mom was friends with a fashion designer and I can borrow her stuff whenever.

"Kim, what about this one?" My mom holds up a pink ball gown.

I shake my head, "Too flashy."

My mom groans, "We can't stay here all day, Kim."

"Fine, I'll get Jack over here."

"Why not Kelsey? Or maybe Donna?" My mom suggests.

"They don't like shopping for other people." I press on Jack's number.

MY mom mumbles something and Jack picks up, "What up Kimmy?"

"First, don't call me Kimmy. Margret annoys the heck out of me when she calls me that. Second, I need you to come dress shopping with me."

Jack groans on the other end, "Why me?"

"Because Eddie has terrible sense of style when it comes to dresses, Jerry is probably flirting with some girls, and Milton might be with Julie, or studying."

"Kelsey? Donna?" He asks.

"Gosh, you are just like my mom. She asked me the same thing. Kelsey and Donna only like shopping for themselves."

"Grace?" Jack continues to question me.

"We aren't really friends...more like acquaintances." I say.

Jack finally gives in, "Fine. Where are you?"

I give Jack the address and he arrives quickly, "What up?"

"Hey Jack." My mom greets him.

"Hi, Mrs. Crawford." He smiles at my mom.

"Well, I'll be taking off now. Bye Kim! Bye Jack!" My mom blows me a kiss.

I wave at her, "Bye!"

Jack is on the other side of the room, "Maybe I can get a tux from here."

"I thought you were going to wear the one Rudy gave you?" I go through more dresses.

"Maybe a magician one, but less...green." He laughs.

"My mom's friend probably wouldn't mind." I shrug.

"I found it!" Jack calls from the other side of the room. I look up and spot the perfect gown. It was a light blue, and it had a thin piece of clear sparkly fabric covering it. It was strapless and the top was made of silk, while the bottom was made of some tutu fabric.

"It's...perfect." I finally say.

Jack smiles, "But maybe you should change it up a bit."

I nod, "I'll fix some things to make it more...me. Oh and I found you a tux."

He widens his eyes, "Is it glittery?"

I laugh, "No. Follow me." I lead him to the other side and show him a tux. It's different from the others, "The tag says it's made for magicians. And you said you wanted a magician one. Plus, it's not green. In fact, it's almost like any ordinary tux."

Jack takes the tux, "And maybe I can change it up."

"So that I can't recognize you?" I joke.

"Yes, and maybe I want it a different colour." He shrugs.

I lead him to the back rooms, "Okay, I work on my dress in this room, "I point to a room, "And you work on yours on the other room. There are costume bags to hide it so we won't recognize each other at the dance."

"Deal." He grabs the tux and enters the room shutting the door. I grin and start to work on mine. An hour later, we both exit our rooms and my gown is hidden.

"See you at the ball Kim." Jack waves goodbye.

I wave back, "Or maybe you won't...because you don't know who's who underneath the mask." I wink.

Jack laughs, "Bye Kim." He gets into a car.

His car drives away, and I stand there grinning like an idiot.

"KIM!" My aunt screeched.

Today, was the day of the ball. I couldn't leave the house until all three wicked witches left the house. Which would take forever, since Cathy didn't go clubbing until around 10, and her daughters are always 'fashionably late' for dances.

I cover my ears at the sound of her terrible scream. I throw the broom on the ground and storm up to her room, "WHAT?"

"I need a glass of iced tea." She waves her hand at me.

"Yes your majesty." I say sarcastically.

"What was that?" Cathy's head snapped up.

"Nothing." I mumble. One day, I was going to stand up to her. Just one day.

"Well it better. If I hear another sarcastic comment coming out of your ugly face, I'm telling your mother you ruined the house and were a terrible guest." She takes a bite out of her burrito.

"Like she'll believe you. I mean, how many times has she believed your lies?" I roll my eyes.

"Shut it princess. Go get my iced tea."

I run downstairs and while I pass my cousin's doors, I hear them whispering.

"So which gown? Come on Annabelle. We need to make a good impression. Especially Jack." Anneliese said.

I peeked through the hole. Anneliese was holding up two dresses, one pink, one hot pink. Let's face it, Anneliese looked huge in pink. That girl could not wear pastels.

"What? I need to make a good impression around Jack! Not you. I'm better looking." Annabelle went through the dresses. She held up a navy blue dress and held it to her body, then shook her head.

"Let Kim decide. After all, I trust her sense of fashion more than I trust yours. She may be ugly and a terrible person, but she knows Jack." Anneliese tells Annabelle.

Annabelle nods, "KIM!"

I rush through the door, "WHAT? I was busy getting an iced tea for your mother." I lie.

"Which dress looks better?" Anneliese holds up the same two pink dresses. Stupid girls, they didn't realize how fast I got through the door.

"What she means is, what colour or dress style will impress Jack?" Annabelle says. At least Annabelle was a bit smarter.

I put some thought into it, "Anneliese, I'm going to tell this to you honestly, don't wear pastels or light colours. A dark blue might suite you better."

Anneliese doesn't look a bit offended, "I told you that I shouldn't wear pastels!" She scolds at Annabelle.

"Okay, what about me?" Skinny Annabelle asks.

"You, should wear pastels more often. Maybe you two should switch wardrobes." I spin on my heel and leave.

"Wait Kim, will Jack be impressed?" They ask.

I turn around, "You two are going to a masquerade. You can't really tell who's who with a mask over your face can you?"

"She's right... thanks Betty!" They shut the door in my face. Those two are never going to get my name right for a whole day. Stupid girls.

"KIM! WHERE'S MY ICE TEA?" Aunt Cathy screams.

"Coming!" I rush downstairs to pour some ice tea. I put three ice cubes in and run upstairs. I open the door and deliver the ice tea.

"Took you long enough. Now, I'm off to go clubbing. Here's the list of chores." Aunt Cathy throws a big list at me. She takes one sip of the ice tea and gets up, revealing her outfit. Trust me, the horror of seeing you aunt almost naked is disgusting. Especially when she's in the mid-forties.

"MOM! WE'RE OFF TO THE BALL!" The two evil girls yells.

"Kim, you cannot go anywhere until you finish those chores. I made sure that you couldn't go to the ball tonight." Aunt Cathy brushed her skirt off.

I roll my eyes, "Whatever. Go have fun screwing another guy."

She glares at me, "What did you say?"

"Have fun screwing another guy." I repeat.

Her hand meets my face and slaps it, leaving a red mark, "Serves you right you little wannabe barbie. All blonde perfect and a slut." She stalks out of the room in her black pumps.

Once I hear the door shut and the cars race off, I take my phone out, ready to dial the cleaning crew. The cleaning crew arrives and I greet them.

"So, I need all these chores done by mid-night." I toss them the list and the money.

They nod and I run upstairs getting my gown on. I changed the style a bit and put on my mask. The limo arrives and I get in.

"Where to?" The driver asks.

"Seaford high school." I reply.

The driver speeds off and I slip on a silver ring that fits perfectly around my middle finger. The limo stops in front of my high school and I run to the gym. The gym was decorated like an actual ballroom and I search the room for Donna.

"Kim! There you are! The dance started hours ago!" Donna exclaims.

I nod, "I had to wait until the wicked witch and her daughters left the house."

"Well, they showed up fashionably late. It's 10:00! Come on, let's get some punch." Donna drags me to the food stand.

"So, who's your date?" I take a sip of my punch.

"Brad Wolf. You don't mind right?" Donna asks nervously.

I shake my head, "He was cute, but there was nothing."

Donna smiles, "Good. I kind of kissed him..."

"What do you mean kind of? There is no kind of when it comes to kissing! It's either yes, or no!"

She grins widely and explains what happens. We spend and entire hour talking about things until I spot Anneliese and Annabelle.

"Look at those two...I can't believe I gave them advice." I shook my head disgusted.

"You gave them advice? Why?"

"If I don't, then they'll wail to their mom." I sigh.

Donna nods, "I feel bad."

I catch a stare from across the room. The guy's eyes burning into mine. He makes his way over and smiles, "Want to dance?" He extends his arm.

I take his arms, "Sure."

A slow song starts to play and we start dancing, "I'm a terrible dancer." He confesses.

I laugh, "Your not that bad."

"Really?" He asks.

"In fact, your not as bad as my friend Jack. He sucks."

"But yet, you tell him he's not as bad." The mysterious guy reads my mind.

I look up, "Ya."

"So, Jack, do you like him?" He asks.

"What do you mean?"

"Like do you like him in that way."

"Maybe a little, but don't tell him. Which brings me to another question, why am I telling you this?" I laugh.

"I don't know."

We keep dancing for a long time. We probably danced through many songs. He leads me to the courtyard and we dance silently.

"What's your name?" I look up at his face.

Before he could answer, the clock strikes twelve and I run away, not learning his name. I get in the limo quickly and the driver drives me back to my aunt's house. I change back into my dirty clothes and find the house totally spotless. After taking off my dress, I realize something.

My ring is long gone.

New story! I hope you guys are liking it so far :) So of course, Cinderella is Kim. Evil stepmother? Aunt. Evil stepsisters? Annabelle and Anneliese. Prince charming? You have to wait till next chapter xD

So, this story is going to be pretty short. It's going to be like 10 chapters? I hope you guys are liking it!

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