Invisible

History Repeats Itself

Third Person POV

Celestia took a stroll at the Hotel Garden on the Afternoon, much to her friends' displeasure. "We could play Truth or Dare!" "We could watch YouTube." "We can watch TV!" But Celestia didn't know why.

There was an urge to push her to go to the Garden.

And now she knew why.

There was a pair of footsteps. Two people. Celestia was afraid that these people were up to no good, so she hid behind the tall slide.

And they were.

"Matthew, if you could only just listen--" "No, Charlotte, please. We're over. There's no need for you to look for me anymore. We're just friends. We are not a couple anymore." Matthew said to someone, and she instantly knew it was Charlotte.

"Matthew, come on. You're insane, right? You broke up with me, for her? For that bitch Celestia? Come on, you can do better!" Charlotte pushed him. "Charlotte." Matthew said, his tone warning.

"She is no good. She is a lowly person who just-" "CHARLOTTE!" Matthew yelled, and Charlotte shut up immediately. "I always regret that day at the field during the Campfire." Matthew whispered.

"I just regret, of once, having you as a girlfriend! At that time, I was not your boyfriend, but your personal servant." He said loudly, and Celestia could tell that he was upset.

"I like you Charlotte, I really do." Celestia felt a pang on her heart.

Oh, she thought. So the jerk was lying to me this whole time. Celestia, Celestia. How could you fall to his trap again?

"But I-" Celestia couldn't help it anymore. Her head peeked from the slide. Charlotte had interrupted Matthew, and pulled the collar of his shirt. "Then kiss me."

Before Charlotte could even move her lips, Celestia stepped outside.

"Huh." She said, scoffing. "It turns out that I'm really foolish." She said, her tone cold, and both Charlotte and Matthew didn't move. "I fell for your trap, Matthew. You're just a liar!"

"I can't believe I call myself smart. I still fell for a trap. A hideous trap, that made me hurt all those years ago. You two are such low-lives that really don't," she paused and walked towards Matthew.

Her hand collided with his cheek as she said, "deserve my fucking attention." She didn't look happy, nor did she look angry. Her eyes were glassy, but there were no tears.

She looked away. She let out a cold chuckle, but then laughed without humor, it was icy and angry. She turned towards Matthew, saying, "I can't believe I actually liked you." She just stared at his face then pulled his collar. "Take care of your fucking self."

She pulled him closer to her and whispered at his ear, "I hope you die."

That was incredibly harsh.

Matthew's face was filled with guilt.

Then, she turned towards Charlotte. "Go towards him," she smiled, her eyes fighting to keep the tears from going down. "You two deserve each other." She then walked away, but not before yelling, "GO KILL YOURSELVES!"

"How come Celestia's not back yet?" Dominique asked. "I'm here." Celestia suddenly appeared on the door. Everyone saw her tear-stained face. "What happened?" Kiki asked, concerned.

"Those people. That Charlotte. That female dog!" No matter how much Celestia had cursed Matthew and Charlotte, she had her said something such low-lifing about Charlotte.

She looked like she was drunk, and she is. Not drunk from alcohol, but from hatred. Demise, anger, disappointment.

"They're really a match made in heaven. They really just know, how to take what I love!" "She really hasn't moved on." Vanessa whispered to Joanne.

"We're lucky we could," Joanne whispered back, before comforting Celestia and made her tell the whole story. Well, bribing, actually.

They promised to give her chocolate if she tell them what happened.

-One Hour Later-

"Oh my God, that bitch!" Kiki swore. Celestia just smiled a malevolent smile. She took a paper and a pen. "And here is what we do."

Her friends gathered near her, and Celestia drew plans about their newest prank that they will do when they were back st school. They called it,

Charlotte Humiliation.