????SHE’S NOT A CINDERELLA????
????A Cinderella doesn’t have to be a princess????
✍️ Written By Precious Pinky????
????Chapter Eighteen [18]????
????Ruby’s Pov????
My hands were up in the air as I sway my hips to the beat of the music playing.
I love dancing in case you don’t know. Dancing had been my pa-ssion while as i was growing up.
I wanted to be like Shakira. Yeah, I love the way she rock her hips when dancing. She had been my role model.
Honestly, my dad was also a wonderful dancer. I had gotten my pa-ssion from him.
I remember those days when he taught me some of his moves and encourages me whenever I was failing.
He was my backbone. He was my supporter. Aside from Shakira, he was my role model.
But as soon as he left us… Everything changed.
My pa-ssion.
And my role model.
They all changed.
I had no time to dance.
No time to learn new dance moves.
I just locked myself away from dancing.
But right now…. it felt like the door to the memories are pushed open.
But this was the only way I could get the five Stars out of their rooms.
The music filled the house. It was on the highest volume. My ears are even bleeding but I have to do this.
I kept dancing, shaking my head as I kept rocking my hips.
“What are you doing?”
I stopped dancing and turned around to see who it was that had just asked me that question.
It was Mason.
He was shooting daggers at my way.
Why this guy hate me exactly is what i don’t seem to get.
Or was it that obvious that my life su-ck! Or is ‘hate me’ written on my forehead?
“Dancing.” I simply answer, shutting down the music. I was sweating now.
God, I hate it when I sweat. It makes my body itchy.
“Dancing? Are you normal?” He say, eyeing me from head to toe.
“Do I look abnormal?” I fired back.
This guy was so rude and I’m sick and tired of his nasty behavior.
I’m his personal a-ssistant and not his maid. I deserve to be respected and not to be look down upon.
“Whoa, Mason just got dam!” Johnny say in between laughter.
Elvis and Denise joined him in laughing.
Speaking of which, Malcolm wasn’t here.
My mission was suppose to be accomplished but it can’t because of him.
Didn’t the music reach his ear? Or wasn’t it loud enough?
Oh, yeah. It was definitely loud enough to get him down here so why wasn’t he here with the guys?
“What were you guys doing?” I ask.
“Sleeping of course.” It was Denise who answered. He yawns.
“Well, that sleep need to be cut short. We have a lot of things to do today. so I would advice you guys to get your as-sto the bathroom and have your bath so we could start our day.”
“You have no right to order us that way.” Mason say, stuffing his hands into his pajamas pan-ts pocket.
I took some step towards him and gave him one of my cutest smile.
There was one thing Jennifer had taught me…Or better still, one thing I’d learnt from her.
*Always keep a smiling face whenever you want to threaten someone.*
I will have to put that into practice now.
“Let’s stop this hate and behave maturely, Mason. I know you hate me, fine. But do not mix personal feelings with work. You aren’t doing this for me but you are rather doing it for yourself. For your career. I wouldn’t act this way of i were you.”
He didn’t say anything. He was just staring at me and I was staring right back at him.
He sighed after a while and ran his we-t tongue over his li-ps. “Whatever.” He walks out.
“Before you start to talk…we were already going to have our bath.” Elvis say.
They quickly ran upstairs.
Those guys were the only ones that make me feel comfortable. I like them already.
Oh. I had forgotten about him!
I hurriedly climbed the stairs and went over to his bedroom.
I was standing in front of his door now. I raised my hand to knock but stopped in mid air.
I was getting nervous now. My heart beat were racing really fast.
Thinking about yesterday was making the whole situation complicated and annoying.
I had lied to him that I wasn’t mask girl. I’m not regretting my decision, mind you. But I know for a fact that i had hurt him and that was scaring the shit out of me.
I pulled my hand down to my side. I don’t think I’m ready to face him.
I was about to leave when I heard the crack of the door. It was just pushed open.
I stood still on my spot.
He was staring right into my soul. His hair were messy. He was just in a brief. He had no shirt on.
God, his abs.
No, no, I shouldn’t be looking at his abs. I shouldn’t….
He fu-cking have six packs.
I know I shouldn’t be looking but I can’t help it.
This view is just… it’s just making me go crazy.
I imagined myself running my hand over those se-xy abs of his. ki-ssing it won’t be a problem, right?
Or better still, taking a few picture of it.
He was sweating.
I know I said I hated sweat but right now, I felt like lic-king off those sweat off his body.
He was just too se-xy for his own good!
Damn him for being so cute!
There was a tattoo just below his nip-ple. It was a little guitar in a black ink.
Whoa, I didn’t know he had a tattoo.
And the answer was no.
He also had a tattoo at his v line. It was a musical string.
My eyes were going lower and lower and lower…..
Suddenly a hand came around my wrist and dragged me into the room.
He slammed the door shut and pressed me against the wall beside the door.
My hands were flat on his chest.
He was muscular.
“Aren’t you done in checking me out?” His ask, staring de-eply into my soul.
“I…I wasn’t…che… checking you out.”
Good job, Ruby. Good job. How would he believe that when you response had come out in stutters, huh?
“I see.” He leaned closer to me. One of his hand was around my wa-istwhile the other was against the wall, beside my head.
“I… What are you doing?” I ask when I saw his li-ps coming close to mine.
“Trying to confirm something.” He reply.
Confirm what?
Wait, was I going to let him ki-ss me?
fu-ck, honestly I don’t think I have the nerve to stop him.
I really also want him to ki-ss me also.
His li-ps was just a inch away from mine when a knock came throu-gh.
I quickly push him away, providing a huge space between us.
It felt like my heart was going to explode right now!
That was when I saw it.
My necklace.
It was around his neck. He was wearing my necklace.
I don’t know if I should be happy or not.
But I do felt one thing…. Glad.
“I’m sorry for doing that.” He apologize.
Why was he apologizing? I saw nothing wrong with what he was going to do.
He dares not!
Gross!
I can’t even imagine myself ki-ssing Vincent.
Ew.
ki-ssing Vincent is like ki-ssing Tyson.
Yeah, I see Vincent as a brother. As my best friend after Cherry, of course.
“Hmm. Just…um…get ready.” I say, avoiding his gaze.
I felt so embarra-ssed right now. I can’t believe I almost let him ki-ss me.
I opened the door and saw Mason standing in front.
I took his hand in mine. “Thank you.” I say before releasing his hand and running out of sight.
Thank God Mason came around just in time or else I would have ki-ssed Malcolm!
I ran my fingers over my li-ps and remembered how we both ki-ssed a year back.
The ki-ss was so magical.
I’ve never ki-ssed a guy before but that day when I ki-ssed Malcolm, I hated myself for ever denying myself from being ki-ssed.
I won’t mind if I ki-ss him again but then…I would be a relationship breaker.
He has a girlfriend already. i can’t be ki-ssing someone else’s boyfriend.
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????Malcolm’s Pov????
God, I was just this close.
This close to confirming it.
I might have forgotten her voice. Her touch.
But there was one thing I can never forget….How her li-ps was when I had ki-ssed it.
When I said I would never forget it…I truly meant it because I can’t.
Mason walked into my room and was giving me a look that says; What had happened?
If only he didn’t knock. If only he didn’t interrupt I would have ki-ssed her.
But why didn’t she stop me?
Honestly, I thought she would have stopped me.
I expected her to stop me but she didn’t.
She keep making me feel like she was Mask girl
“What do you want?” I hiss in annoyance.
“Did I interrupt anything?” Mason ask, sitting down at the edge of my bed.
I glared at him. “Shut up. But honestly, what do you want?”
“Nothing. I just came over to see your cute face.” He grins.
What? Really? was that really his reason for interrupting my moment?
If I strangle this guy right now, would it be considered as a sin?
“I’m busy. I need to get ready.”
“Yeah. yeah. I should also get ready but fu-ck, that girl is so annoying.” He stands up to his feet.
“She’s not. She’s just doing her job.”
“Are you defending her?”
“Nah. I’m just speaking up for her. Leave. I need to get ready.”
He shot his hands in the air in surrender. “fine.” He walks over to the door and suddenly stop and turned back to face me. “One thing j like her for is… she’s got great moves.” He walks out.
Great moves?
She can dance?
But wait a minute, did Mason just complimented a girl?
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????Ruby’s Pov????
“Pumpkins are the best for Halloween party.” I say.
“You think so?” Dorcas questions.
I shrugged. Just saying to my own believe.”
She laughs. “ I love your believe.” She respond.
We stopped talking. She was preparing breakfast and I was giving her a helping hand.
I was kind of bored so I decided to do something meaningful.
My phone suddenly started ringing. i dug out my phone from my pocket and view the caller ID, it was Mr Joe.
I excused myself from the kitchen and walked to the empty living room.
I answered the call and pulled my phone over my ear.
“Mr Joe.”
“How are you doing, Ms Darlings?”
“Fine. You?”
“Same here. I have a information for you. Although it’s a little… actually it’s really late to be telling you this now. But it just got to me right now.”
“What is it. Mr Joe?”
He remained quiet for a while.
“The schedules for today is cancelled.”
“What?!? But why?”
I heard him sigh. “You will be taking the five Stars to the airport….They are going for a trip to Boston.”
My eyes wide-ned in shock.
“Really? For what?”
“For a concert. It will be for two weeks.”
I scratched my temple. So I will be free for two weeks when the five Stars leave for Boston.
Yay! I will have enough time to spend with Tyson.
I was smiling like an idiot when I said. “Alright. I will jst escort them to the airport and go back home.”
“Whoa. whoa. Who said you will only just escort them?”
“Am I not to escort them?”
“You are leaving with them, Ms Darlings. Have you forgotten that you are their a-ssistant?”
Holy fu-cking shit!
I will be leaving to Boston with the five Stars?
My smile suddenly faded and turn into a frown.
When i thought I would be given am opportunity to spend time with my brother, I didn’t know that it was the opposite that was going to happen.
“But…I…”
“I know I should have pa-ssed the information on time. But I’m just getting the information myself. Sorry about that.”
“Fine. I will just have to go home and get some few things.”
“You don’t need to that. You guys have to leave right now. You will get new things when you get to Boston. The company is going to take care of it.”
No!!!!
I need to explain this whole thing to Tyson. But I would I when I won’t be going back home.
Geez, I’ve never slept out of the house before.
Would Tyson be okay with me not being around him for two weeks?
This is the first time something like this is happening.
“See you in Boston.” He say and hung up.
I screamed at the top of my lungs.
“You are just in the mood of making noise, right?”
I turned around to find Elvis staring at me.
The guys were standing behind him and that includes Malcolm and Mason.
This guys were like god. They are all fu-cking cute.
Which woman gave birth to such handsome boys?
I need to meet up with them and appreciate them especially Malcolm’s mother.
Oh, yeah.
“Get your things ready. We are leaving to Boston.” I say, walking out of the house to tell Patrick to get the van ready.
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We were taking the private jet of the company.
The guys were all dressed in white. Except from me.
I’m not even carrying a luggage.
This was one disadvantage of going to work early.
I was in front of them while the guys were behind me.
They were putting on dark gla-sses.
Gosh, I’m totally the odd one.
We were just getting close to the jet when we heard a feminine voice call out to Malcolm.
We spun around. A girl who was also in a white dress and dark gla-sses approached us.
She was rolling a bag behind her.
She finally got closer to us.
“Hey babe.” She leaned towards Malcolm and ki-ssed him on his li-ps.
That made my heart bleed. I can’t believe I’m jealous.
Tsk, what a mean subconsciousness.
She was Kara.
“What are you doing here?” Malcolm ask.
“I’m coming along with you guys.” She announced.
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#TBC.