The Cinderella Treatment

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I got home a little nervous to go home and face my stepmother. It's a sure thing that she would be mad. I tried to sneak into my room without my stepmother, Sabrina, knowing that I'm home.

"Hold it right there, young lady!" I heard her say when I was halfway up the stairs. I started grumbling under my breath.

"Yes?" I said in the sweetest voice I could muster, turning around to face her.

"Why did I get a call from your school saying that you got detention?"She asked

"I had a slight incident in class?" I answered, though it sounded like a question.

"That's not what I heard" she retorted.

"I don't know why anyone would want to talk to you to start off with" I mumbled under my breath.

"What was that? You are not to speak to me like that!" she yelled at me. I cringed at the sound of her squeaky voice.

"Yes ma'am" I said in an almost sarcastic voice. She didn't catch it though.

"Now answer me. Why did you get detention" she said, more like growled. I didn't want to tell her because I knew she wouldn't believe me, I'd get a punishment for something Chloe did.

"I'm waiting" she said sounding very irritated.

"I was accused of cheating on a test." I said after a moments hesitation.

"You are grounded." I knew that was coming.

"But I didn't even do anything, I was accused of it, I didn't really-" I tried to reason to avoid trouble, although deep down I knew it would get me know where.

"There is no getting out of this. You cheated on a test and up you will be punished. You will have to-" I really don't want to go through another punishment. This is the third one this month.

"But I didn't do anything-" I tried again but she continued as if I said nothing at all. I could almost feel her anger rolling off her in waves. She doesn't like being interrupted so that wasn't the best move on my part. Oops?

"You will clean every room in this house. Every floor. You will clean the Bathrooms, Bedrooms, Living Room, Kitchen, and Dining Area." I was already freaking out about all of this, but she wasn't finished.

"I want the floors swept and mopped. I want the tables scrubbed. I want the bedrooms, including the guest rooms cleaned and vacuumed." She finished with a smug smile on her face. I had a deep frown that was getting deeper after each word, if that's possible.

"Yes ma'am" I said not wanting to anger her anymore.

"I am going out. I will be back at 6:00. I want this house to be spotless when I get back."

It was 2:30 now so I had less than 4 hours. I went to the bathroom on the second floor, to get started there. There are four bathrooms, two on the first floor and two on the second. I think I will start there.

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After about an hour of cleaning the bathrooms and my parents's bedroom, I went to clean my own. I was putting something on my dresser when I heard something hit my window. I must be imagining things. I kept working when I heard the sound three more times. I turned around and looked out the window. Standing there was Zach with a hopeful but mischievous smile on his face. On Zach that cannot be a good thing. I opened my window and asked him,

"What are you doing here" I asked.

"I was wondering... If you wanted come over to my place." He said.

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