A Story Within A Story: Short Story Collective

A cinderella christmas

Chapter 1: trying to fit in

Monday,December 1,2016

Name: Taylor Teresa winters

Age: 17

Appearance: white ombré hair,icy pale blue eyes , pale skin

Birthday: December 27,2000

Tattoos: grim reaper( right back shoulder), barbed wire rose( right arm) Piercings: double helix

Likes: Christmas, Halloween, snow, winter

Dislikes: sunlight, controlling minds,

Vehicles: Black apocalyptic truck

Okay, before we begin this little tale, this isn't your usual Cinderella tale, I'm gonna finish this one or try to anyways. (Hey I can't help it the WiFi sucks.) fair enough, but moving along.

Conversation: silver and Clarissa

T: yes Clarissa?

C: watch it. I can make your life harder so watch your tone.

T: sorry Clarissa.

C: I need you to work the next week and night shifts.

T: yes Clarissa.

C: and also I left a list of chores for you.

T: yes Clarissa.

C: they need to all be done by midnight of next week Friday.

T: yes Clarissa.

C: good now book a massage, manicure, facial, and get me a dress for the homecoming Halloween dance.

T: confirmed Clarissa.

Okay now that that's covered, I go to San Fernando valley high school, not the greatest, and well I'm the gothic nerd at the school. Loner type. My best friend is Zechariah Luke ryder. He has been my best friend since ever. We met in preschool, and he's been there with me all the way.

We actually got our first tattoo together, and that was my first tattoo, I got it when I was fifteen. But living alone now, my step witch- I mean "lovely step mot-" I can't, or I will throw up in my mouth.

She's a snake, controlling no good wicked f**king b***ch. when I was little, my mom died. And well, my dad not even a year after. My dad met here and things went to hell after he passed away from a car accident.

Week before homecoming dance

Monday,September 15, 2017

At school

I got out of car and quickly out my headphones on, " Taylor wait up." I stopped for a moment, " yeah?" He walked by my side, " you walk so fast." I replied, " yeah and your slow as a turtle." Cafeteria

Being the loner in school, it doesn't really help, and well getting beaten up by the popular girls. Better yet, the head cheerleader, and having a low self esteem. That doesn't help either.

So moving along, my life is hell, I go to school, work a eight hour shift, do homework,, go to bed, repeat. Every f**kin day of my life. So moving along.

After school

I decided to walk home after school. And I already seen that was a big mistake, " oh hey look, what is a loser outcast like you doing here? All alone. Only a tramp would wear th-" I got the courage because no one insults my favorite bands, " no one insults my favorite bands!"

Soon enough, one punch knocked me down. And I was out.

Hour later

I woke up to someone trying to wake me. " hey are you okay?" I seen it was the popular kid, ryder Wilson, " why do you care?" He replied, " probably because your lip is bleeding, and you have a black eye." I looked to him, " I'll be okay. Shouldn't you go back to your girlfriend?"

I got up craving my books in pain. " I never got your name." I replied, " you don't need to know my name, only that I'm an outcast."

Home

I got back home to see a letter on the door, " Taylor, gone out on holiday, I won't be back till Saturday next week. Get the chores done, and remember you will not go anywhere till you have done the work, and take my shift please."

I sighed, might as well start now.

At the diner

At least I can do normal things, " girl what in the world are you doing here? You should be getting ready for the dance tonight." I sighed, " I'm not going I have to work Clarissas shift.