Cinderella

[Martello737]

Chapter 1

"Hey, I bet that Crystal Palace will trash Celtic in the match today," shouted Bill, the first ugly stepbrother.

"Yeah, they are great! They are sure to humiliate Celtic," yelled Barry, the second ugly stepbrother.

"Quiet down in there," said Lavinia, the wicked stepmother from upstairs, "I am trying to choose what to wear to the match."

Poor Cinderella, a girl whos parents had died 2 years ago, had to go and live with her ugly stepbrothers and her wicked stepmother. They made her do all of the cleaning and cooking. But at least they were going to let her go to the football.

The wicked stepmother walked downstairs in the most ridiculous clothing ever. She was wearing a yellow satin top and turquoise jeans. Cinderella managed not to laugh but her stepbrothers did.

"Ha! Ha! Look what the cat dragged in!" The brothers yelled except it wasn't very clear because they were too busy laughing their heads off.

The wicked stepmother was very angry.

"Right! That's it! I am going to tear one of your tickets to the match up at random!" She went and got the three tickets. Cinderella knew that her ticket was going to be ripped up even though she hadn't done anything wrong.

RIP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! One ticket was gone. Cinderella saw the two halves of the ticket. They said on them Cinderalla.

 

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Chapter 2

"Cinderella! You are not going to the football match. While me and your stepbrothers go you can ... Clean the house, hoover the floor, make dinner ..."

The wicked stepmother read out a long list of chores that cinderella had to do. Cinderella was in tears. Her favourite team Crystal Palace were playing and she couldn't even go and see them.

At 4pm exactly that afternoon, the ugly stepbrothers and the wicked stepmother left for the match. Cinderella was very upset. She knew that it wasn't her fault that she couldn't go to the match. It was the stepbrothers that had misbehaved.

"Don't forget to clean under the sofa, Cinderella," the wicked stepmother yelled before she left,

"Oh and if you get hungry there is some rats poison in the fridge. Bye!"

The door slammed shut. Cinderella was all alone. Cinderella could imagine enjoying herself instead of cleaning while the family was at the match. But when they came back they would be really angry. Cinderella decided to get out the mop and wash the floor.

BANG!

A noise had come from the kitchen. What was it?

 

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Chapter 3 - Part 1

A voice was now coming from the kitchen. It was saying, 'Oh I think I appeared in the wrong place, maybe I'd better go back to Fairy God-Mother school and learn how to do it better.' Cinderella couldn't resist going to see what was in the kitchen. She put the mop down and walked over to the kitchen and stood at the door. There was a strange lady dressed in pink.

'Ah, young lady,' the lady in pink said, 'Are you Cinderella?' Cinderella wondered whether she should tell the truth or not. She decided to.

'Um, um, well er... yes,' Cinderella replied.

'Oh right,' the lady responded, 'I am your fairy godmother and I am going to get you to that football match.'

'But that's impossible,' Cinderella replied again, 'Only people in fairy-tales can do that.'

'Well, watch and see then,' the lady said.

 

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Chapter 3 - Part 2

'Just get me a smilie,' the lady said, 'That's all I need for the moment.' Cinderella ran off and brought back a smilie. 'Here you go,' she said. The fairy god-mother took it from cinderella and places it on the floor. 'Abra ca dabra!' the lady shouted. BANG! 'Whoops, I think I did it a bit wrong. Let me try it again. Abra ca dabra!' the lady yelled. BANG! A limo and a chauffeur stood before Cinderella. 'That will take you to the football,' the fairy god-mother explained, 'But you must be back before the final whistle blows or otherwise it will turn into a smilie again and you will have to take it all the way home. Now to change your clothes.' BANG! Cinderella was now wearing a footballers outfit. Without responding to the fairy god-mother, Cinderella walked outside. The chauffer following her pushing the limo. 'I'm going to have a great time,' Cinderella muttered, 'I sure am.'

 

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Chapter 4 - Part 1

'You may be seated,' said the chauffeur, in a french accent. Cinderella opened the door of the back seat and climbed in. She was very nervous. What if her stepbrothers and stepmother saw her? What would they say then?

About an hour later the limo stopped in the car park of the football ground and Cinderella climbed out. She walked over to the entrance and there was a man taking tickets. Cinderella hadn't got one! What would she do?

BANG! Cinderella's fairy god-mother appeared behind her. 'Sorry, I forgot your ticket,' she said and handed a ticket to Cinderella. Now her worries were over. Fearlessly she walked over to the man taking tickets and gave it to him. He escorted her to a seat in the stands. As she sat down she noticed who she was sitting next to. Her stepbrothers and stepmother.

 

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Chapter 4 - Part 2

'Hey mum,' one of the wicked stepbrothers said, 'Why is there a weirdo sitting next to us wearing a crystal palace kit?' 'Why, I don't know,' the wicked stepmother replied, 'Hang on! Maybe they are one of the players! Can I have your autograph?' Several other people heard the wicked stepmother and thought of the same idea. They were all crowding around Cinderella and shouting. Cinderella then made a run for it. She escaped through someones legs and dashed down the stands with about forty people following her. She then ran to the exit but it was guarded by the press taking photographs. There was only one place she could run. Onto the pitch.

 

[~MileyCycrus~]

Uhm..... Is this suppose to be a team story? In team stories other people add to the story.

 

[Martello737]

Uhm..... Is this suppose to be a team story? In team stories other people add to the story.

Sorry, I got a bit carried away. Anyway someone else can write something now