Invisible

First Date

Third Person POV

Pick you up at two? -Matt.

Celestia grinned happily and texted back.

Sure. -Cel.

Matthew had asked for a first date; eating lunch at the garden, sort of like a picnic, the style that Celestia liked. She opened her wardrobe, but instead, she called Dominique, who was a fashion expert.

"Dom," she called, out of breath. "I need your help."

Hi Cel! What happened? .

"I- I don't know what to wear!"

A booming laughter was heard on the other line.

Oh my God!
Dominique had said, and Celestia could hear her voice shaky from laughing too much.

Celestia Harolds not knowing what to wear! That's an apocalypse! I'll come over.

"Quickly!" And she hung up.

Precisely three minutes later, Dominique appeared outside the door. Her parents were out for some kind of 'parent date'? Whatever.

Celestia dragged her to her closet, where Dominique scanned her clothes.

"Hmmm.." She muttered, scratching her invisible(and never to grow) beard. She took a flowery green dress with a small flower pin on the top.

After Celestia wore it, she forced Celestia's eyes shut and put a light green eye shadow with a bit of turquoise color on her, not forgetting to add a bit of glitter. After adding a bit of blush, ("no mascara for me!" Celestia had said), she opened Celestia's eyes.

"I look great Dom! But isn't this too much? Its only a picnic!" Celestia said.

"And lunch!" Dominique reminded. Celestia gave her a look.

"Fine.." Dominique erased the eye shadow, leaving the blush. She took out a pair of green-turqoise flats. "Thanks a lot, Dom. I owe you big."

She heard someone knock. "There he goes! Thanks, Dom!" She and Dominique went separate ways. Celestia and Matthew entered the taxi. "You sure this one doesn't want to kill me?" Celestia joked.

"Most definitely not." Matthew smiled.

They soon arrived at the garden. There was a small pond, with lots of flowers. There, in the middle was a blanket with a picnic basket. Celestia and Matthew went there.

"Wow!" Celestia gasped. "Even though I'm not so outdoorsy, I'm good with these."

Matthew grabbed a sandwich, and so did Celestia.

Opposite them was another place, still at the garden, and the one that caught their eyes was the park bench.

"Remember that place?" Celestia ask, leaning her head on his shoulder. Matthew's hand slipped to hers. "Of course.. It was that place, where we first met."

"As ten year olds!" Celestia scolded him.

"As ten year olds." Matthew chuckled and agreed.

Flashback.

"You're such a bitch! No wonder no one likes you!" Charlotte yelled. She had long blonde hair and blue eyes, and since she was ten, she was a complete snob.