Invisible

A Transfer Student

Celestia POV

I never liked Sir. Grahams. He doesn't know how to teach. Literally. Thank God he's not here today. Mrs. Regina is out substitute, and she's a great teacher. She was stern, with black hair always in a ponytail and blue eyes.

"Good morning, class," she said. "I have an announcement for you." I whispered at Dominique, "guess what the surprise is," I challenged. "I don't know.." Dominique shrugged, and I concentrated back to Mrs. Regina. "We have a transfer student from Ireland." Everyone bursts into whispers.

"Ms. Smith, please," a girl went inside the class. She was quite tall, and she had straight black hair with brown eyes, and tanned skin. "Introduce yourself please," Mrs. Regina said. "Hi, I'm Kiki Alexandra Smith. I'm actually from America, but my parents moved to Ireland, so I was schooled there. I moved back here because of my parents' work." She said.

"Well, she seems nice enough," I said.

"Please sit down on that empty seat behind Celestia and Dominique." She always called Dominique and I by our first names. She gestured towards us, so the new student just sat there.

"Hi, I'm Kiki," she said nicely. "Hi, we're Dominique and Celestia," Dominique introduced. "Now, why don't we start with our lesson? Open up your English book page 3, and copy the questions. Do it in your notebook and finish it in 30 minutes."

I immediately started writing. After the first fifteen minutes, I sighed. "This is so boring!" I groaned. My notebook was already in Mrs. Regina, she was checking mine. Kiki had already finished too, she was smart. Maybe at lunch break, me, Dom, Stella and Kim will ask her to join us(as in our squad, we don't gang up). "You're damn lucky for being so smart!" Dominique said.

"This is so hard!" "This is only the first day, Dom. And it's only page 3. If its already like page 133, what are you going to do?" She just messed up her hair and groaned. "Hey," Kiki tapped my shoulder. "Is it true?" "What is?" I asked back. "The Power Couple." She said in an 'obvious' tone.

"The Power Coup- oh," I said after realizing what it is in distate. "Who are they? Why are they called the Power Couple?" She bursted with questions. "They are the most famous couple in school. The female, or should I say, the female dog," Kiki laughed. "Is the head cheerleader, Charlotte Valestine."

"She's the bitch of the school. Literally." I said. "And the guy?" Kiki asked curiously. "The guy is Matthew Jones," I said, trying to act normal. "He's the captain of the soccer team, the playboy and man-whore of the school, and girls worship the grounds he walked on," I explained.

"You mean the boy that so many girls have crushes on?" She said. "Ye-" "Yes!" I was interrupted by a happy yell. "I've finally done it!" Dominique grinned. She went to Mrs. Regina and gave her the notebook. "What were you two talking about?" She asked.

"Oh, just the PC," I shrugged, PC short for the Power Couple. Once everyone finished and Mrs. Regina had checked it all, she stood up and glared at us. "Did you study at your homes?" She barked. Everyone nodded. "I can see you are lying!" She yelled. "Because only Ms. Smith and Ms. Harolds had gotten an A+." I cheered.

"Ms. Geralds, a B-, Ms. Calvin, a B+, Ms. Patricks, a B, and everyone else is a C." .

-Break Time-

"Kiki!" Stella waved. "Sit here!" Kiki just grinned and sat with us. "Hi," she said. Suddenly, Kim gagged. "What is it?" I asked. "6 o'clock." She whispered. "Damn!" I whisper-yelled. The Bitch Couple had sat in front of us. "You wanna move?" Kiki offered. "No, thanks, although I hate it that I can't close my eyes while eating.." I muttered.

They laughed.

"What's so funny, bitch?" Suddenly Charlotte called from her table. "No more books to geek on? Or you can't gather up the courage to kill yourself yet?" "Charlotte!" Matthew hissed. I smirked.

"Hey, Valestine!" I called back. "What's that bothering you? No more boys to whore around with? Or you don't have a mirror to see who's the bitch?" She turned red.

"Fuck you, Harolds!" She screamed. She stomped her feet and left in tears. "She is such a baby," Stella sneered. "I know, right?" Kim and Domi said in unison. "I wonder what does he see in her.." I muttered under my breath. "What was that?" Kiki asked. "Nothing, nothing," I tried to shrug it off.

"We're gonna have a girls night today, you wanna come?" Kim asked Kiki. "Sure thing!" Kiki said. Our lunch break finished earlier than usual, but we still ate all of our food. "Excuse me, gotta go to the bathroom. Tell Mrs. Nolan I'm late!" I said to my friends. They just nodded.

On my way, I bumped into Matthew Jones. 'Out of all the people in this school, it had to be him!' I screamed in my mind. "Sorry," he said. I just ignored him. He offered me a hand, but I slapped it away. "I can stand up by myself." I hissed.

I just left that way.

I don't know why, but since he dated Charlotte, I had become very rude to him. Well, he's an asshole, but when he's trying to be nice, I still reject.

What's wrong with me?

I ran to class, realizing that I was late. "Hey, you're so lucky." Stella said. In History, she was my partner. "Mrs. Nolan's late!" I was relieved. I was never late, and if I am, it would ruin my reputation as a good girl.

After school, my friends just said to me, "Still on for girl's night?" "Definitely!" I grinned. I opened my locker to grab my stuff, but a note flew out of it. "OMG, CELLY!" Dominique yelled, which made everyone stare at us.

"Gotten mad, have you?" Charlotte smirked. "Charlotte!" Matthew hissed again. "Go back to yoir jobs, people! Nothing to look here!" Kiki yelled. "Now, what does it say?" Stella asked.

'Your smile lights up my world
Your laugh melodious as a goddess
I know I'll never get you,
But you should know,
That I love you,
And I'm sorry.'

I read.

"What the hell?" I gasped. "Who would send this?" "IDK, but let's keep it. It could be our main topic for girl's night. Imagine; The Solving of Secret Admirer Note Mystery." Kim smiled. "Sure! My place, eight o'clock, plus sleepover." I said. We said our goodbyes, and I hopped into my car as my driver drove me home.