Cinderella My Ass

Todays going to be the first day of living here. We are driving to Dante's house, since we already dropped Faith and Xander off. Please say Tom and Jane Long'n'Dark will like me

"Are you excited?" Dante asked.

"More or less" I answered.

"Aww come on. I'm sure they'll love you"

"Sure"

"Ok we're here" We stepped out of the car and walked inside.

"Mom? Dad?" Dante called out.

"We're in the kitchen, sweetie!" His mom, I'm guessing, called out.

"Lovely" Dante whispered sarcastically. We stepped into the kitchen.

"Hey Dante- whose this?" His dad asked.

His mom and dad looked like those married couples you see on a magazine or something. The mom being a housewife or something with the stuffed turkey in hand, and the dad being a great business man needing help with his tie.

"This is Leyla Blackwood, my girlfriend?" He said questioning with we were actually together. I nodded.

"Nice to meet you, Dante's told me so much about you guys" I lied

"Really?" His dad asked, looking shocked.

"No, not really, but it seemed like the appropriate thing to say." I laughed quietly. His dad had a huge grin on his face. His mom giggled.

"Thats nice to hear... I think" She said, "Anyways, it's nice to meet one of Dante's girlfriends who isn't completely stupid and actually has a sense of humor. I mean, who on earth thinks telling us that we look like we were born in the 50s funny!?"

"Well, truthfully, I like the 70s better" I told her.

"Thank you! Finally someone understands! The 70s were so... Awesome!"

"I know! And, sorry if this sounds rude, how old are you?"

"I get that alot. I'm almost 50. I feel soo old!" My jaw dropped.

"You look so much younger! You look like you're in your early 30s!" She giggled.

"Liar!"

"No I'm serious! You look 20 years younger!"

"Okay, I officially like you" She said as she turned over to her husband. Tom and Dante were both looking at us smiling.

"What?" I asked.

"Oh nothing" He replied.

~~~~~Dante's P.O.V.~~~~~

"So what do you think of her?" I asked my dad.

"Well.." He started.

"Dad" I said in a warning tone

"Well your mom loves her"

"And what about you?"

"Do you like her?"

"No"

"Well then why do you-"

"I love her."

"What?"

"I am in love with her"

"You can't be serious"

"100 percent"

"Your mother and I have only been gone for two weeks and you're already falling for her?"

"No, dad, I'm finished falling. I already fell... hard. I'm in love"

"You just think that"

"No I dont"

"Why is she here?" He asked changing the subject

"She needs a place to stay. Her step-mother kinda disowned her"

"What'd she do?" He asked. I smiled widely.

"She loved me back" I told him.