Cinderella Movie On Disney Channel Novels & Stories

She would plait her hair and still looked stunning. She carried on with work and studies until it was time to write her final exams. She studied during the night while she was exhausted. Finally, she finished her studies and it was time for December holidays. She went to spend Christmas with her family. She carried on being the skivvy to her stepsisters. They would party all the weekends and she was supposed to cook and clean for them. She was used to that and there was no time to complain. No one would be on her side anyway.

“I’ll stop you right there, Cindy. I was never in love with you. I was in love with whom I thought was Lolly. Not you! I fell in love with the girl I danced with on the night of the masquerade ball. All these years, I made myself believe that girl was you. But after meeting Lolly, I know now that was a mistake! I know you are not my soulmate. Lolly’s my soulmate!” Cindy clutched at her heart, falling on her knees, bawling. Long lines of tears ran down her cheeks. I thought I’d enjoy this more instead, all I did was feel pity for her. Because I’d been in her shoes, I understood exactly how she felt. If Rue was here, she’d tell me to remember all the times my stepsisters had ruined my life but

God why did I have to be so bad with faces, I swear I'm writing his name on his forehead so I'll never miss it again. "What about Fred?" I ask, usually, at the end of our girl night, we'll fall asleep in the same bed. "He can have a boy night or whatever they do, you'll have me all to yourself tonight" she says with a wink, just trust my mother to kick her husband out of bed and let me have a night with her. "Fine mum but I want to watch Cinderella" she knows it's my favorite movie. "Of course" she says with a knowing smile.

At the bedside table Nate places a tall glass of orange juice. He fluffs the end of the bed covers and smiles at me like he's proud of what he's accomplished. Frankly it all reminds me of a scene from Cinderella, but that could be because it's Emma's current favorite movie, which means we watch it at least three times a day. I've got Cinderella on the brain. "Thank you," I spit out before Nate leaves me alone in the bedroom with more food than I've had for breakfast in the last two years. The scene is different from the one yesterday.

Emily stood in front of her closet, heart pounding as she looked through her simple clothes. None seemed right for tonight—the night she had to act like a billionaire’s future wife. Her fingers brushed over a plain black dress, the best option she had for something formal. Liam’s text from the previous night replayed in her mind: Be ready at 7 p.m. We’re making our first public appearance. The weight of those words had kept her up all night. Public appearance? Did that mean photographers, journalists, and possibly even tabloid gossip? Her chest tightened at the thought.

She was practically dragging me on her quest. When I looked up, I saw what had her so excited—Cinderella’s Castle. It was the iconic Disney view. She blew past people, only to stop in front of it and stare. I wrapped my arms around her waist and stood behind her, cradling her against my chest. “It’s so pretty.” Her voice was low, reverent almost.

“I figured if I wanted to go as the most frightening thing possible, I should go as you.” A grin lit my face. I loved how so politely rude he was with her. Peeking around the corner, I barely made out Lana’s blank expression through the doorway and over Ezra’s shoulder before he added, “I’m Maleficent. You know, powerful evil queen from Sleeping Beauty.”

“That’s just nothing, Nash. Are you sleepy?” “Ate Alyana, let’s watch a Disney movie.” “Disney movie?” He nodded. I bit my nail, I do not know enough about Disney movies. “Pfft... what are you, a girl? Disney, for real? What kind of Disney is Cinderella?” asked Stephen, laughing. “Yeah, Cinderella! Why do you care?” he seriously questioned. Hayst, there they go again. “There’s nothing like that here—“

We ordered some comfort donuts to be delivered since I already had a second dinner with Roman. I only eat one donut, severely overestimating my stomach's capacity for food. We eat in peaceful silence, just cherishing each other's company. When Zoey finishes her donuts, she turns on the live-action Cinderella to watch. Not the Disney one. The one with Brandy and Whitney Houston. We stay snuggled in her bed until I feel like I can't keep my eyes open any longer. My phone pings across the room, so I pull myself from the warm blankets to check it.

The good part was she never pushed me away and let me hold her hand. We stopped in front of the small tent. "This is so beautiful," she said and I made her sit "This is so beautiful," she said and I made her sit. Switching on the projector, we watched the movie Cinderella, because Riddhi told me once that my muffin always wanted to watch it. She started crying when Cinderella's stepmother was torturing her. "Muffin, what happened?" Turning her around, I wiped her tears not before pausing the movie.