Invisible

The Study Group

Celestia POV

Celestia hated study groups. Especially when she was paired with the people she hate. For example: Matthew Jones. "So.. Where should we discuss this?" Niall asked. "My place tonight, seven o'clock. Not before, cause I'm going out with my parents for dinner. Make sure you already ate." Celestia said.

Her group consists Niall, Dominique, Kiki, herself and Matthew.

She can't imagine how happy could Kiki be.

She went away quickly, but Matthew can't help to notice a flicker of fire in her eyes before she left. "Er.. Kiki?" He asked. "What?" "Why is there like flames in Celestia's ey-" "eyes? Yeah. They always happen when she's angry." Dominique was the one who answer.

"Okay,"

Celestia just went to the bathroom and rummaged her bag. She found her pencil case and opened it. "Scissors, no, pen, no, cutter, yes." She grabbed the cutter. She winced as the sharp cutter ran through her hand. After doing it several more times, she felt blood pouring out of the wound.

She didn't know why, but she felt a little more relaxed. She turned her hand and let the blood pour freely to the closet. After around two minutes, she took some tissue and wrapped it on her wound.

She tidied her bag and left. But not before hiding her wrap under her uniform.

"Walk home?" Dominique asked. Since Celestia had moved near to Dominique's house, if her driver didn't come she would always walk home with her. "Sure."

"Hey, could you tell me something? Answer honestly." Dominique said. "What?" Celestia asked.

"Why do you hate Charlotte so much?"

Celestia looked outraged, but since she was her best friend, she tried to keep calm. "Why'd you ask?" She asked, her voice higher than usual. It always happened when she was straining her voice to make it calm when she was incredibly pissed.

"Just curious." Dominique shrugged. "She took my best friend away from me!" Celestia said, her voice cold and steely. "That bitch took everything I once had!" She glared at the ground. Dominique patted her shoulder.

Celestia walked slowly, and Dominique followed. "Tell me, what actually happened before Charlotte turned into a bitch."

"You wouldn't believe it, but I used to be popular. That was when I was twelve. I was the Class Leader, I got good grades, teachers loved me, and I got everything I once wanted. And she was my best friend, along with another girl, Nicole Johnson, but she already moved." Celestia said.

"Your best friend?" Dominique asked. "Yes."

"But in in 8th grade, everything just changed. I was thirteen, and I was bullied, hard. I was Charlotte, Nicole and Kezia Denver's personal servant. That led to self harm." "God, this school is awful!" Dominique complained.

"I know."

"I already met him at the time. We were best friends, but since then Charlotte turned against me. She and her posse, Kezia and Jessica Avery convinced everyone not to become friends with me. And the next year.. Well, you get the drift. Charlotte was a bitch by heart." Celestia said.

"Jessica broke up Joanne, Vanessa, me and Kim's friendship. But then we became friends again, but not BFFs. At that time, she hated me. She even tried to blackmail me, but I punched her out of it." She said. Dominique nodded.

"I was not bullied in my old school.." Dominique said. They arrived at their respective homes.

"Mom, I'm home!" Celestia said. "Hello, dear. Eat your lunch, then change your clothes. Your father is on his way home." "Mom, my friends are coming over for a study group at seven. Is it okay?" Celestia asked. "Its alright.. We can arrive back home at six thirty." Her mother said.

They were going on a fancy restaurant to celebrate her father's birthday. Celestia wore a light blue, strapless cocktail dress. The top was silver and glittery.

She put her hair on an updo and left with her parents.

-6. 50-

She arrived back home. And her friends were outside the door. "Hi, Ki, Dom, Niall, Matthew." She said. "Sorry about the dress, just went out." She said. "You look gorgeous with it!" Dominique and Kiki complimented.

"You look great!" Niall said. Matthew just looked down as her parents glared harshly at him. "Come in," she said. She led them to her room and let them sit on the floor.

It was an awkward silence. A very awkward silence. "So.." Celestia decided to break the ice. "Let's start. Which one do you think is better for the project?" She asked her friends, pointing at the two choices that she have made. "That one." Everyone chorused, choosing the second.

"Okay..."

-Around thirty minutes later-

"Excuse me, but where's the bathroom? The closest one, since your house is this big.." Matthew said. "Pass my bed, there's that door, to the walking closet, than open the other door, that's the closest." Celestia said.

"Thanks." And he left.

"Celestia," Niall said. "I think you should give him a chance." "No." Celestia said firmly, but quietly. "Please. He really needs it. He regrets what he did." Celestia sighed. "Fine. But don't expect me to let him get his chance that easy. He has to prove himself." She said.

"Okay."

Matthew came back, and the discussion ended around another half an hour, thanks to Kiki, Celestia and Dominique. After her friends left, Celestia threw herself to her bed and clicked on the remote for some Netflix.

But she wondered,

Will she make a mistake from giving Matthew another chance?

Will it end up like before?