Chapter Seventeen: Confused

Emily

If someone told me that I would be swept off my feet by a smoking hot man and that I would look like Cinderella someday, I would have laughed in their face before screaming at the top of my lungs and calling them a lying bastard or bitch before asking them why they would lie to me like that. I would then run home and cry because that was who the old Emily was. Insecure and ugly, as the snobby brats at school would say.  

Adam had made me feel special. The way his body was pressed against mine in a tight embrace as he danced with me slowly to the music. Our bodies moved in sync with one another and after all the dining and dancing was over, he had brought me home and had given me a very passionate kiss which was also my very first kiss. Pathetic, I know and to top things off, I had behaved like an idiot. Slapping him and running off just like Cinderella did when she s