Yuri's POV

"OH MAH GAH~!!! WAKE UP~!!!" Yelled Heemin, my step sister.

"What do you want???" I asked annoyed

"BREAKFAST!!!" Yelled Hyemin, the other step sister.

"Make it yourself!!!" I answered covering my head with my pillow.

"ANDWAE~!!! GET THE UP OR WE WILL TELL UMMA!!!"

"Arasso. Arasso. Just shut the up!!!"

I swear my life is very similar to Cinderellas. My mom died when I was young. My dad remarried a widow with 2 children and died not long after. Now I'm stuck with a step mom and 2 annoying brat-like step sisters.

Wait let me change that. Hyemin and Heemin ARE brats. -_____-

My steps own almost every single thing I have too.

The only freaking thing is different is that, I hate my steps...

No seriously... I'm nice to everyone except my steps.

Why you ask? I AM FREAKIN THEIR MAID!!!

Well enough of that lets get back to what I was talking about...

As I make breakfast, my sisters are trying very hard to get me in trouble, but it never works.

When I was done, I set the plates down for my step mom and sisters to eat. And guess what? Brat #2 (Hyemin, cause shes younger than Heemin) had to complain.

"What the hell is this???" She asked

"Toast, idiot. Now eat up" I answered

"No. Make me something else."

"EAT IT OR I WILL ING SHOVE IT UP YOUR MOUTH!!!" I was holding up my spatula getting ready to shove the toast down .

She was scared, so she ate it. She learned her lesson a few years ago, when I shoved a muffin down . To be honest, it was funny. I even took a picture of her gagging.

After waiting for them to eat I walked to school.

Your probably wondering why I didn't eat breakfast. I'm grounded. I know its a stupid punishment.

As I arrive kids look at me and snicker at me. Why? Because I'm ugly, of course.

Then a group of P.S.G.s marched up to me (A/N: if you don't know whats a P.S.G group go to my story called "My Bad Boy") 

The leader slapped me and pulled my hair.

She dragged me to a corner and her group and her started to beat me.

When she was done I counted my bruises. I think there are like 18 or even 100s of bruises.

They hurt but I was used to it...

After school I ran home sleeped for the whole day.

The next Day I woke up seeing 6 boys looking at me.

I was about to scream when a boy chewing bubble gum covered my mouth.

"Don't worry we're not " He said

"We're your BOYFRIEND!!!" They all announced

"WHAT?!?"