Invisible

The Flight Back

Celestia POV

I didn't want to go back home. I really don't. Paris is totally a good place, a good city, and I love it there. But unfortunately, I can't live there. School awaits! Fuck that.

"Da hell, I don't want to leave!" Dominique whined. "Me too, but we have to." I said angrily, stuffing my dirty clothes into a plastic bag and placed it on my trunk.

We girls took one last pic before leaving the room, all reluctantly. "Come on." Vanessa said lightly as we joined with the group. "I trust you all have your tickets." Said Principal Yvonne. We all chorused, "Yes."

"Good. We are going to the Airport. We will arrive back to school estimatedly at 3 on the afternoon. More info, look at your schedule." Everyone stared at the printed paper.

I raised my hand. "Yes?" "This states that we will arrive at two p.m.." I said. Principal Yvonne just glared at me. "Let's go!" I dragged my trunk and carried my backpack as I muttered "bitch" under my breath.

Since the day I.. 'Rebelled', that's what she told me, at least, (I was only standing up for myself against you), she was very rude to me, and she corrupted all of the other teachers to hate me too.

But fortunately for me, some teachers stayed by my side. I just listened to my IPod. The wait for the Airplane was super boring, and so was the ride home.

"I don't want to go home," Kiki whined from behind me. "Me too." Niall said. Niall was on the window seat, behind Matthew, who, regrettably, was beside me.

"Open the window." I said suddenly. Matthew didn't say anything. Maybe its because his ears are plugged with the headphones from the monitor. "Jerk." I whispered, as I stared at my own monitor.

I clicked 'games' and tried to play chess, but it still was very boring. I decided to close my eyes and have a good, long sleep.

-Matthew POV-

I

felt a head plop to my shoulder. I turned to see Celestia, and she was asleep. Well, of course. She hates me! She can't just sleep on my shoulder if she's awake!

"That's so sweet!" Kiki whispered from behind us. "Shut the hell up, Ki. She still hates me." I said. Niall suddenly shouted, "YEAH!"

Celestia jerked her head up. "What the hell?"

-Celestia POV-

I heard a voice scream, "YEAH!" My brain and my instincts woke me up. "What the hell?" I asked. I figured this two;
1. I was asleep.
2. Niall was being crazy.

I stood up and went to the restroom. I rummaged my back for a cutter. I was grateful that there was no CCTV in the toilet. I winced as the sharp blade cut my upper arm.

"Stupid." I muttered under my breath. I silently counted in my head; five, six, seven, eight, nine.. I grimaced as blood dripped to the floor.

Ten. I stopped and stared deeply at my reflection on the mirror. I'm so ugly. I thought, running my hands through my brown hair. I fixed my glasses as I looked the blood on the floor.

I took some tissue and cleaned it up. Closing up the wound with some bandage, I went back to my seat. I clicked the 'Flight Attendant' button.

A girl around her early twenties arrived, a trolley with her. "Can I help you?" She asked. "Can I have a cup of hot chocolate, please?" I asked. "Sure." She gave a paper cup to me, and I put it on the small table. "Thanks."

"You're welcome." She left.

As I reached for the cup, I found a note on my small table.

I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to kiss her, she just forced me too.

Did my eyesight deceive me? He said 'sorry'?

I looked beside me, and Matthew was playing some kind of game on the monitor. Knowing he wasn't looking at me, I took the note and crushed it with my foot.

I took the paper cup and closed my eyes, enjoying the delicious smell of the hot chocolate. I drank it quickly, and smiled. I wanted to sleep, and this time, I was determined not to sleep on his shoulder.