Invisible

Poisoned

Third Person POV

Everything was a blur.

Celestia couldn't hear anything too clearly. She could make out only the loud voices.

She's moving!

Maybe she's awake?

And other voices. Most of them are female, but she could spot two males between them. Celestia began to wriggle and sit.

"Cel!" A familiar male voice greeted her. And it wasn't Matthew. Her vision corrected itself, the guy in front of her had dark hair, it was shaggy, and he had dark bags under his eyes.

He was tall, and the same age as her. Celestia's eyes widened. It was him. The boy who slapped her when they fought.

"You," she said in distate. "Celestia!" Joanne and Dominique shrieked. "We thought you'd never wake." She smiled weakly. "Well, you can't get rid of me that easily."

Her eyes turned to Christopher and gave him a sharp glare. "And you," she said.

"Why are you here?"

"Your little boyfriend and I brought you to the hospital!" He complained. "A simple thank you would-" "suffice?" Celestia cut him off, glaring.

"Nope, a simple 'are you stalking me' and 'go to hell' do suffice." She sneered, as she messed up her blonde hair.

"Well, things do change, then. You weren't like this. And. You're a blonde now."

"DOES THAT MATTER?" She yelled. Suddenly, Christopher's phone rang. "Let me take this," he murmured. "Do I look like I care?" Celestia muttered.

"Hello?"

"Nicolette Johnson! My favorite girlfriend." Joanne, Kimberly, Stella, Kiki and my jaws dropped. "Nicolette?" Joanne gaspen.

Flashback

"JOANNE! CELESTIA!" A shrill voice yelled at Celestia and Joanne. "Grab me my drink." "The red or blue bottle?" Celestia stuttered. "Red." Nicolette said. "And my pencil case." Celestia took a fancy red water bottle and Joanne took another fancy pencil case.

"RED?!" Nicolette shrieked. "I specifically told you to get me the blue one!" "Y- you said red." Celestia stammered. "Shut up!" Nicolette screeched and slapped Celestia.

Celestia sighed and looked down. "I'm sorry," she said, and put the red bottle on Nicolette's table. She grabbed the blue bottle and handed it over.

Meanwhile, Nicolette was scolding(read: yelling) at Joanne. "ONLY THIS PENCIL CASE? I SAID ALL!" She snapped. Joanne looked down, and shared a glance with Celestia.

'I'll take it.' She mouthed, and took all of the pencil cases on Nicolette's table and have it to Nicolette. "Is this your job?" Nicolette hissed harshly.

"Grab me my chair and put it on the middle. Call the others." She ordered. Celestia held back tears and nodded.

Celestia called Kimberly, and Vanessa. The two slowly walked over.

"One of you, take my notebook, the other my bottle, my pencil case, and the other, take my pink book." Celestia offered to bring her pink book.

She saw a bit of the inside. 'I like Matthew Jones'. She gasped and almost dropped the pink book. "Harolds! What's taking you so long?" Nicolette sneered. "N- nothing." Celestia murmured and handed over the pink book.

Nicolette sat on the middle, and ordered the others to stand up. "And don't you dare sit!" She barked.

End of flashback.

"You're coming over? No, I'm at the hospital. My friend's sick." There was a pause.

"Okay." After he hung up, he said something that surprised all. "Nicolette's coming here." Celestia choked. Joanne gasped. Kimberly's eyes widened in fear.

Not a few minutes later, a curly haired brunette entered. She was wearing a floral dress and her nails were manicured. Her eyes were dark green.

Her eyes widened when she saw Celestia on the hospital bed. "E- excuse me, you look like an old.. Friend, except. She was a brunette." Nicolette stuttered.

Celestia laughed without humor. "Yeah, right. Friend." She spat. She sat up and tidied up her blonde curls. Brown highlights were splattered, her dark brown eyes were cold and even darker than usual.

Her fair skin had anger glowing, an expensive purse was beside her, because it was hers.

"You're rich now!" She said nervously. "And you're blonde! And you don't wear glasses anymore." Nicolette spluttered.

Celestia scoffed. "You'd see how much laser can do." She said, and twirled her blonde locks.

"Have I changed?" She asked. "You have! You're prettier, and you certainly have a lot of friends." Nicolette said.

Celestia smirked. "I apologize, but I shall not take that as a compliment, your majesty." She said, mocking Nicolette. That was what she had told them to call her when they were like her servants.

Beads of sweat appeared of Nicolette's forehead. "Joanne!" She said, startled. "How nice you look!" Joanne's straight brown hair which fell below her shoulders were flying from AC, and anger.

"Hello, Your Majesty. What can I bring you? Your pencil case, perhaps?" Joanne mocked harshly, straight to the point. "Or maybe your notebook? Or shall I let Celestia do it and make you punish both of us?"

Nicolette shook with fear. Her glance moved towards Kimberly. "Kimberly! You've improved so much!" Nicolette gushed nervously. It was true.

Kimberly's red stringy hair had turned out to be wavy and long. Her eyes were blue, and it gave a smooth look.

She curtsied.

With a low bow, she said, "your majesty." Her eyes were mocking, and the guilt was torturing Nicolette. "I- I need some air." She said, before sprinting out, almost bursting out crying.

Celestia smirked.

Honestly. She looked evil.

Matthew entered the room, and saw Celestia.

"Cel!" And they entered for a kiss. Christopher looked pained. "Get out, Alden, and get together with your precious girlfriend. No one needs you here." Celestia sneered.

Before Christopher would even go out,
a grave looking nurse came in. "Ms. Harolds, there is something we have to tell you." She said.

"We believe, after the tests and things, the main reason you collapsed, was because of a deep poisoning.