The NeverLand Kids

Wish

/Tuesday before Winter Break/

(third POV)

"Can I take Justin to DisneyWorld with me?" Reece asked, passing Papa Hopper the frying pan. "Daddy and I have to talk to talk about it first. And we have to know-" Reece cut him off, "Jeremy and Mia will be the adults. Ciara are Natalie are sharing a room with us. We'll be staying at Ciara's family house in Florida. It's in walking distance, or we could us a car Johnny has." She recited, looking at her father with big eyes. He sighed and nodded, "Ask your other father first!" it was to reece's back, as she skipped away.

Reece skipped downstairs to her room. Where Jalex and Ciara were waiting for results. "They said yes!" She squealed. They high-fived, each other. Reece plopped on her bed and stared at her ceiling. Her friends laid next to her mocking her position. "Ready for Friday?" Reece asked. "Yep, my costume's ironed and pressed!" Ciara smiled, thinking how amazing her Alice in Wonderland dress is. Jalex and Marshall are going as Gumball and Marshall Lee. Dez was Aladdin. Michael's Finn Rider. Max as an Bunny! Reece is wanted to be Snow White and the rest her dwarfs, but when she heard max was a bunny, she dismissed the idea. And settled on a badass Snow White. Claire was going as a dragon princess. Can you say Halloween all over again?

:Ciara's POV:

I walked into school, alone. The M's were at the doctors. The Hopper's were at the dentist. Dez was helping Claire pack. Melanie stopped talking to me three days ago. I was alone, again. I entered the cafe. Heads snapped up, looking at me. Making me feel naked. Trying to ignore them, I sat down at an empty table, and closed my eyes. Big mistake! A few minutes later, a something cold was running down my back. The horrid smell of rotten milk and vinegar fill my nose. Followed by a tub of it. I gasped, trying to stop it from invading my eyes, nose, and mouth. That didn't work. Finally when my eyesight return, I saw Johnny and Peyton holding empty bins and smirks. Blinking back tears, I ran out the lunch room. On my way, I was push, shoved, and tripped every few feet.

I ended up in the locker room, washing crap out my hair and face. Damn! My makeup and hair products are in my locker. My outfits ruined, and I looked, and smelled, terrible. My breath hitched when I heard voices. They were calling my names. It was Peyton and friends. I keep clean, and prayed. My prays weren't heard. They found me. I couldn't get away, I was cornered. They jumped me, tried to fight back. Nothing could help. I tried picturing myself somewhere else. To stop feeling the pain. In my mind, I was in a field, paralyzed.

I didn't move til they left. I looked it the mirror. My face is bruised. I have a cut lip, eyebrow, and cheek. I washed my face to stop the bleeding. They curved worthless in my stomach. Now, I have a reminder.

They're on Facebook and Twitter. They've even on my Weeworld account. I'm tired. I'm so tired. They keep coming. I hurt. Emotionally, and physical. "What do you all want for me?" I yelled. They stared at me, like I was crazy. "Huh?" I probably was crazy. After storming to my locker, I found a letter. 'I wish you would Go kill yourself, large ass!' Well you get your wish, I thought.