Ugh, thank god the year is almost over! While I and my two friends are wrapping things up from our final exams, we all went straight to the cafeteria where we all chat about our last exams and plans for the future.

"So glad that finals are over!" My brunette friend, Harriet, sighed as she lay her head down to the table.

"Damn right, I'm so exhausted from all that studying." My other friend with pink hair and glasses, Zara, agreed. Harriet grinned and raised her head.

"Well since all of us finished our work and are done with our final exams, about the three of us go out to the arcade to hang out?" She suggested.

"Ooo that would be fun! What do you call Glory?" Zara asked, turning her head, but I didn't hear a thing from her because I have my AirPods stuck in my ears where I'm listening to and humming the song, Castle by Halsey.

"Glory? Hey Glory!" I flinched when I heard a loud shout and I took my left AirPod to glance at Zara with a puzzled look.

"Hm? Sorry, what was that?" I asked confusingly.

"Hehe, artsy Gloriane has done it again." Harriet chuckled and I giggled.

"Sorry, I was writing while listening to music just to take my mind out of our last exams," I told them.

"Nah no worries, writing is cool." She stated.

"I mean...I do love to write, but I also love photography as well." I said.

"And that is the reason why we call ya artsy." She slyly points out.

"Still...I missed hearing your singing voice. You sound talented." Zara praises causing me to flinch but I giggled nevertheless. My pink-haired friend knows my awkwardness and sighs.

"Sorry, didn't mean to bring it up, but..."

"But it's been a long time since you sang when we were little," Harriet assures and lays a hand on her shoulder.

"But no need to worry about that, Cinderella. We ain't gonna force ya to sang since we know it's a sensitive subject to talk about." Harriet reassures me with a chill smile and I grinned softly at her.

"Thanks, Harriet, but what were you asking me before Zara?" I asked curiously.

"Me and Harriet we're thinking about heading to the arcade after school, wanna come?" Zara asked.

"Oh that...I can't, I have to return the History book that I borrowed from Marc." I told them.

"Aww, bummer." Zara pouted.

"Lighten up Zara, maybe next time. Besides, Cinderella has a meeting with Prince Charming himself~" She smirked, making me blush.

"C-Come on Harri, you're embarrassing me." I stammered causing the two gals to chuckle softly and Harriet patted my head.

"Kidding, now go meet up with your lover boy." She assured me and I nodded.

"Thanks, I will," I replied as I got up from my seat and left the cafeteria. As I strolled down the halls, I glanced left and right to see posters and flyers taken down and placed in trash bins, recycling bins, and boxes.

Times have gone fast...

I thought as I let out a sigh.

"Welp better head to Marc's house," I muttered as I march my way through the halls. While strolling through the halls, I came across of few catcalls and insults spewing from a couple of boys who walked past me.

"Hey look! It's Mini Gothel!"

"Watch out! Don't let Mini Gothel stab ya or trap you in a tower!!"

"Hehehehehe!!!"

I rolled my eyes at their insults and their typical nickname for me.

"Hardy har har. Very funny assholes." I sarcastically retorted as I walked away from them ignoring their sniggers that they let out.

Mini Gothel is what they called me. It's been stuck with me since I was a kid cuz I look like Gothel. Yeah, you know what I mean. Mother Gothel from the Disney movie, Tangled. I mean, I do like Gothel but that doesn't mean I ACT like her. I didn't do anything wrong. I was just like the other kids, yet they treated me differently...but whatever. I'm quite numb to that name. That's what they called me, but I wasn't going to back down. Like my mom said, "You don't take sh#t from idiots".

Soon after I got out of school, I strolled up to my pink Vespa scooter next to the bike parking rack.

Once I snatched my Vespa, I hopped on and headed straight to my boyfriend's house. It's been a while since I've seen Marc. The last time I saw them was last week on Wednesday before the final exams, but I don't blame him. We were both focusing on our final exams, so maybe hanging out with him would unwind our minds from our back-breaking final exam days.

I and Marc have been dating since freshman. It's not some sort of fairytale-like love story that you've seen in movies; particularly in Disney movies. He's not like other guys who care about looks or popularity, he's more than that. I never dated someone who could be genuinely sweet and down-to-earth. I've been keeping my head up high since I was a child and fought my hardest to get where I am without anyone looking down at me as the fragile girl who did a poor job on her performance at the talent show in elementary school...

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"AAAAH! SPIDER! GAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!"

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As I look back, I cringed at the incident. Those were the darkest moments in my life. I was the butt of the joke in the whole school, no thanks to those jerks. I even developed a fear of spiders because of them. Sad, but...it's the truth. I can't show my voice to everyone again, otherwise, they'll make fun of me. Luckily, I have my two besties backing me up as well as my parents who are my rock.

So I trained and boxed every day as I grew up thanks to my headstrong dad of mine, who was once a WWE pro wrestler, but retired after he married my mom, so he's working as a boxing coach at the gym close to the pizzeria.

And for my mom, she's a hardworking and tough-as-nails kind of woman who works as a florist at her flower shop. Hell, we even have a garden in our backyard and that's what made me take on photography in the first place. It's one of my passions. Not only that, but Disney movies are one of the things that inspired me to keep going in life no matter how hard the world can be.

As I grew up, I became much stronger as well as developing an interest in makeup. Though I wasn't that popular. I was more of a wallflower type of girl and I've always hung out with Zara and Harriet. So I never really thought of what it's like to fall in love until I met my adorkable yet cool boyfriend, Marc Steward. It's not like your "typical clique fairytale Disney romance". When I first saw him, I saw him as nothing but a close friend whom I could trust, but as time went by, I realized that I see him as more than just a friend. At first, I was quite scared of what his reaction was, but I took time for myself to prepare thanks to Harriet's advice. The day freshman year was over, I confessed to Marc about my feelings, and to my complete surprise, he felt the same way for me. I was so happy that I couldn't even speak. Our first date has skyrocketed ever since then and Marc treats me like I'm a princess. He's everything I wanted from a man: kind-hearted, honest, patient, and supportive.

Two hours have passed by and I finally arrived at Marc's huge mansion. Once I arrived, I parked my scooter next to the fence and I walked towards his front door. To be honest, I'm quite excited to see Marc though I keep my fan-girlish side intact so he won't be freaked out by it. While I stood at his front doorsteps, I took a few deep breaths before I knocked on the door. I knocked on the door, but I was caught by surprise when the door slowly creaked open.

That's strange, Marc always locks the door before he goes out or when at home...

I pondered until I soft giggle and it sounded like a girl.

"Come on not there."

"Oh? Do you it here?~"

"Mmm yeah~"

I stood there stunned yet I can feel my face heating up and I clenched my fists.

Oh hell no!

I thought as I shove the door wide open and I couldn't believe my eyes. My boyfriend, my best friend, and the light of my life are lying on the floor shirtless being pinned down by a half-naked girl with blonde hair who is sitting on top of him. My heart immediately shattered and I can feel my chest burning as I clenched the book so hard not caring if I'm scratching it feeling my face heating up.

"P-Princess?!" Marc shrieks.

"Eh, Princess? I thought you said you don't ha-

Marc immediately smacks her mouth to cut her off, but I heard half of what she said and I already know what just happened. I got cheated on.

"Princess, t-this isn't what you-"

"No." I cut him off with a curt yet broken tone where I immediately threw the book at Marc without a second thought causing the girl to shrill and dodged as the book successfully landed on his cheating face.

"Ow!" He winces.

"Marky!" The girl yelled as she attempted to pull him up, but Marc pushed her away.

"Princess-"

"Don't call me that!" I cut him off with an angry tone making him and the other girl flinched as I glare at him hard with grey eyes burning with rage.

"I was just stopping by to give you back the book that you let me borrow, but I guess...I'll be leaving now since you have company." I bitterly said turning my heels while keeping my glare at my so-called boyfriend. 

"Enjoy your damn orgy." I coldly spat as I whip my head and march my way to the door shocking him.

"Gloriane wait-!"

He shouts, but I ignore his plea and open the door where I slam the door shut as I trotted away from the mansion without saying a word. Then I grabbed my scooter and hopped on as I rode my way back home while holding back the tears.

It's fine Gloriane....you'll pull through. You're not going to cry over him...

I remind myself but I can feel the tears swelling from my goddamn eyes.

"...Maybe he cheated on me because I'm disgusting," I mumbled, but soon I tripped on something hard. I find myself tripping on the rock as I fell on the hard road along with my scooter. I hissed and held my knees in pain from the impact.

"Ow...damnit! I didn't watch where I was going..." I grumbled as I grabbed my scooter and I slowly tried to get back on my feet despite having bruises on my knees until I heard a vehicle approaching next to me.

"Hm? Corbett?" I recognized that voice anywhere as I spun my head to see my longtime rival Victoria parked next to me with her red Lexus.

"Eh? Victoria?"