Invisible

Carlotta - 20

A/N: Hi!! Sorry it's taken me a while to upload this chapter- I would reccomend reading on google docs since you can see the parts where I've updated it and hopefully makes more sense:) Please vote and comment if you want me to write more <3

"A year 8 student, 12 year old Marie Mayers, was kidnapped last evening," Mr Weale, the deputy head, announced. Not everybody looked at me, not everybody knew I was her best friend. Barely anybody knew I existed. The sound of people chattering filled the auditorium. I felt myself sink down. I wanted the floor to subtly pull me down into the ground and never bring me up again. I saw Skye glare at me, it felt as if just her cold stare penetrated a hole in my heart. The strange stinging feeling entered my chest and I wrapped my arms around myself, suddenly conscious that a couple other kids in my year were looking around to look at me. Mr Weale shouted loudly for everyone to be quiet, automatically putting an end to all conversations that had started, "Thank you. Police and her family are searching at this moment. If anyone here has any idea or evidence of what may have happened, we advise you to please tell us and we will report it." A couple people started to talk again. It's kind of useless telling hundreds of teenegers to turn themselves into the police for questioning because what if they become suspected? I read somewhere that teenagers are less likely to report crimes or whatnot because they are worried that the police might dig deeper and discover that they are smoking pot or shoplifting, I don't know something like that. I guess I believe it.

"We all are wishing for Marie's safe return and are wanting the best."

I felt eyes pierce my skin as more and more people stared and a couple pointed. I did some of the anxiety relieving tactics people told me when my parents first divorced.

"One plus one is two... two plus two is four... four hundred and eighty plus four hundred and eighty is nine hundred and nine hundred and sixty..." I muttered in my head. The assembly continued but I didn't hear anything.

I purposely blanked it all out of my mind so I couldn't think about it or the many pairs of eyes looking at me. The year sevens at the front began to get out their black plastic chairs. I realised the assembly was over so I solemnly followed everyone out, my head facing the floor.

"Carlotta!" I heard someone call out just as I was about to step out of the doors. I halted where I was standing,

"Carlotta Berman." The voice was eerily familiar. Oh great. I looked around, knowing what was to come. I stood still causing some people to shove into me and others complaining for me to move.

"Yes?" I answered, searching around the room for the owner of the voice.

A small petite woman dressed in a night blue and beaded necklace rushed towards me. She had dark raven black hair that she pushed behind her dark ears. She swerved her way to the right of the ongoing student traffic and I followed her, aware of what she was going to tell me.

"Carlotta," she sighed once everyone left, "I've heard from many sources that you and Marie are best mates, is it true?" I nodded, looking away from her strong gaze.

"You know I'm here, you can come up to my office if you want to talk," she told me in a purposely sweet voice, looking directly at me.

I wanted to scream at her, I KNOW YOU'RE HERE - YOU'RE RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME AND I DON'T WANT TO TALK, THAT'S WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU'RE SOCIALLY AWKWARD... 'kay?! Instead, however, I quickly whispered,

"Thank you, Ms. Smith." I left the hall and I began to walk swiftly to my locker to grab my backpack and head to Geography. I peered through the glass window on the door and pulled down the handle. I stepped into the classroom and everyone turned round their heads to see who was causing the commotion,