Invisible

A Not-So-Lovely Dinner.

Third Person POV

Celestia had to admit, the dining room was gorgeous. That was why Kiki was still fawning over it right now. "Its beautiful." Kiki whispered. "C'est Manifique!" Celestia gasped.

"What does that mean?" Dominique asked. "Its beautiful." Celestia shrugged. They went in line according to their groups of ten.

"Okay, so you all will be divided to two people each table. One girl, one boy." Said Principle Yvonne. "WHAT?" All of the girls and boys shouted. "Let's start. Even if you were paired up with the person not your group, or older than you, its fine." Principal Yvonne continues.

"This is like a Matchmaking Trip." Celestia whispered to Joanne, who nodded. "First table, Charlotte and Jonathan." They went to the table. "Second, Kimberly and Kevin." Kim groaned and went to the table. She didn't listen at all, even when her friends leave her side. Until her name was called.

"Celestia and Matthew." "Seriously?" She burst out, making all of the teachers' jaws drop in shock. They had never seen Celestia talk back to them all their life. "Out of all the people in my class I am paired with him?" She glared at her teachers.

Principal Yvonne had a short temper. So she just yelled at her. "YOU WILL BE PAIRED UP WITH MATTHEW AND THAT'S FINAL!" She screamed. "You can't control me!" Celestia yelled and Matthew grimaced. She apparently hated sitting with him.

Celestia went to grab a plate, and filled it with food. And she stomped away to her room. "I'll go after her." Kiki and Dominique offered.

They found her in their room, her ears plugged with headphones on her bed, as she silently fiddled with her food, chewing something, her eyes staring tightly to her Iphone. Her friends wondered what made her so serious to look at it.

They peeked and it was Buzzfeed.

"Hey," Kiki said. "If you're asking me to go back, I'm not going." Celestia said lightly, after swallowing. "You're too stubborn for your own good, Celly." Dominique said. She didn't respond, as she clicked another video and filled her spoon, placing it into her mouth.

"The teachers are so shocked, Cel. They think you're becoming rebellious." Kiki warned. "Let them think what they want. I can't wait to move anyway." Celestia said.

"But you hurt someone's feelings!" Dominique said. "Since when do you care about his?" Celestia asked, her voice rising. "If you want him, take him."

"I don't want him," Dominique said with a tone of disgust. "But this is getting childish! Only because of eating in one table you would destroy your entire reputation?" She exclaimed.

"Try it in your point of view!" Celestia said, her voice steely calm giving everyone in the room chills down their spines. "If you were sitting with Jeremy together, what would you do?" She stayed silent.

"Fine. I'll go down. But in one condition. I will not eat." Celestia hissed. She finished her food very quickly and went downstairs. She just played with her phone while the others ate.

Matthew was very unhappy about this. He felt embarrassed. He wanted to stand up for himself, but he knew his tongue was not witty enough to produce a comeback. Still, he wanted to try.

"Celestia Harolds!" He yelled. Celestia didn't even bother to look away from her phone, her earphones still plugged in her ear. Matthew was angered, and slapped away her phone until it fell to the floor.

"How dare you? If its broken, I'm warning you, I want an two Iphone 6 s!" She yelled at him. "Who the hell do you think you are? You think I'm some monster, and you just blew up? Don't you know it could ruin my reputation?" He screamed.

"You mean mine!" Celestia shouted, banging her fist on the mahogany table. "You embbarassed me long enough! I already broke so many reputations from blowing up like that! All because of you! You're such a jerk, Matthew!" She screeched.

"Bitch!" He yelled.

"Asshole!"

"Slut!"

"Dick!"

"Whore!" That earned Celestia's sky high temper. Her fists collided with his cheek. Everyone was looking at them now, and the teachers didn't even bother to stop them. They knew these teens have a short temper. If they dare to stop them, they'd be next.

"Oh, sweety," she said in a sickly sweet voice, pretending to play with her nails. Everyone knew, if her voice was like that, her rage was bubbling through her like a volcano, bursting any moment.

"Your ex-girlfriend has experienced this." She cooed. "Now, its your turn." She said evilly. Smirking, she pulled him near her and kicked him where the sun doesn't shine. "Enjoy your day.." She sang, and took her phone, turned it on and skipped to their room.