Soo not Cinderella

My name is Park shin hye. Let's get one thing straight, I AM NOT CINDERELLA. Yes I have a wicked stepmother, and a step sister. yes I wear old cloths, and work like a slave. but I am still not Cinderella. why? well simply because I live in the real world. In this world the Cinderellas are rich, beautiful girls who have everything handed to them. and the princes? well the princes are almost as big a jerk as their houses, sorry I meant mansions. As for me my life is one long work day. After classes i got to work at Starbucks, then after that I have an hour break before I have to go to the hotel where I work as a maid. you think am done? not a chance. afterwards I go home and clean, cook, wash, and prepare for the next day. while my stepsister aka Cinderella lounges about, watching and occasionally pranking me. told you I wasn't Cinderella. " Hop up out the bed, turn my swag on Pay no attention to them haters Because we whip 'em off And we aint doin' nothin' wrong So don’t tell me nothing' I’m just trying to have fun So keep the party jumping So what's up? (yeah) And now they don't know what to do We turn our back and whip our hair and just; Shake em off, shake em off Shake em off, shake em off"I sang doing a little dance. "you're pretty talented", a voice called out. i spun around and stood face to face with Park Jimin. The Park Jimin. "um Thanks, I didn't .... how long have you been standing there?", I ask. "about ten lines ago", he says sitting on his bed and watching me. "don't stop on my account", he says. "please don't", a voice called. I turned to see Yoon Hye Ra ( my stepsister and internationally famous pop star) glaring at me. "I wasn't going to", I assure her and leave the room. she excuses herself and follows me. "Yah, park shin Hye. what were you doing?" she asks still glaring. "cleaning. something you have no Idea about", I state. "I bet you were", she scoffs. "yes I was" I say walking away. she grabs my arm and spins me around. "Just stay away from the VIP rooms", she says really slowly as if I wont be able to understand otherwise. "sure, when my boss tells me to clean one of those rooms, I will just tell him I can't because my stepsister said not to", I say my voice dripping with sarcasm. "cute she thinks I'm asking", she say turning around and walking away. "seriously of all the hotels, it had to be this one" I say walking down the hall.