katiekitten: Yay! Hey katiekitten! *hugs backs* Now, about her lying... Everything will become clear in... four more chapters or so after this. Then you'll see why she lied. (You're on the right track, you just... mmm, let's just say you're spinning out of control in your race car, and heading to the wall where KABLOOOIE!) Oops. Sorry! Close to sugar rush! (That's why the thing above post *my post* is a bit crazy. Heh.) Thanks for replying! (And I've been feeling better for almost a week, but thanks for wishing me well!) *hugs and gives cake*
Alrighty, time for chapter four folks! And just to let you know, this is where it gets its PG rating. Starts to. Actually is. Aw forget it. (And after watching Narnia, I figured out that battle scenes are okay in PG movies. So the whole fic is PG from now on. *nods* Yep. Unless I go hyper and decide to purposely insert cuss words, but that'll never happen.) Oops! Sorry about this! TIME FOR NEXT CHAPPY! *fanfare plays* Whoo. (Sorry if title stinks.)
Chapter Four: Betrayal, Scars and Pain
The next morning, Mia got up and made sure she had her things ready for the first day of school. Several times, she found herself lying over her backpack. She didn't have enough sleep after what Daisy had told her. Mia may have gotten rid of some pain, but now she had double the sorrow from Daisy. Whenever something was introduced to her, it permanently plants itself in her life. After she heard from Tristan her father was killed, she became depressed. Her father had always brightened her days even when her friends couldn't and because of that, the loss was right out of the blue, like lightning. For many years, she kept to herself and slowly collected her father's things he held dear, including his wedding ring they gave back to Bree.
Mia sighed, zipped up her backpack, and left the house without breakfast nor a good-bye. Bree waved to her from the doorstep, but her daughter didn't look to wave back. She kept her gaze on the ground for a few minutes. When Mia glanced back, her mother had already gone back in, making her more upset and guilty. Sighing sadly, she resumed to a gait towards the bus stop at the corner. Upon arrival ten minutes later, she noticed no one had arrived yet. Again a sad sigh. She was starting Junior High now, so all the idiots and popular kids came late on purpose. So late, they would barely catch the bus. Only the good kids and the nerds were early. But it looked like everyone in her neighborhood were jerks. But Kitty and Tina... They were never late...
Mia sat down on the curb and waited patiently for the bus. Hearing voices, she glanced up briefly and groaned. The populars have arrived. Leading the girls was a beautiful, but stuck-up Roselia named Flo. Her roses were brighter than a regular Roselia's, symbolizing her beauty. On the boy's side, a Machoke known as Frank was leading, acting like a jock. Though he was considered muscular, he's been rumored one too many times he takes steroids.
"Well well, look who's here," Flo said, smirking. "It's Nobody." Mia tried hard to ignore her while everyone laughed.
"Hey, Nobody, you're in Flo's spot. Now move," ordered one of Flo's friends, Belle, her red flowers turning slowly on her green head.
"Look, if you don't move, we're going to have to, like force you, Mia," a familiar voice said.
Startled, she spun around and saw with horror her friends standing next to Flo. Tina was strangely wearing make-up and Kitty's favorite ribbon was missing. This surprised Mia seeing as Kitty treasured it very much ever since her grandmother gave it to her. "Hi guys," she said. "I-I was waiting for you."
"Well, ignoring Flo isn't waiting," Kitty scoffed. Mia had never heard Kitty speak like that before. She sounded like a brat along with Tina. What was going on?
"Yeah, so I suggest you move out of the way for Flo," Tina said, flicking her hair.
Mia continued to stare in horror. "Bu-But I thought we were friends. We always used to make fun of Flo."
"Well not anymore, we don't," was Kitty's reply.
"And what do you mean we're 'friends'?" Tina asked rudely.
"We-Well, we used to p-play together, talk with e-each other, and s-spent the night at each others' h-houses," Mia explained, her voice starting to shake with anger and sorrow.
"That was a long time ago," Tina said, turning away. "Before we were smart enough to know you're a baby."
"N-No I-I'm n-n-not!"
"Then why're you stuttering?" Kitty asked, snickering. "If you ask me, a baby who hates this war doesn't deserve to be called one."
"Yeah, she should be called 'tree-hugger'!" yelled a girl from the back.
"N-No!" Mia cried. "I-I was here f-f-first! You s-sh-should g-go find a-another sp-spot to do y-your tr-trash!"
The girls all gasped. "You should be slapped for that!" someone shrieked.
"Tina! K-Kitty!" Mia shouted, her eyes welling up. "You-You're my f-friends! Shouldn't y-you be de-defending m-m-me?"
"I think you mean we're your ex-friends," Tina said, glaring.
"That's right. You're just a figment of our past. Now shoo, Nobody," Kitty demanded.
Mia then cracked. With a sob, she took her backpack into her arms, glared at her perpetrators and screamed, "THEN I'LL SEE YOU IN HELL!" The girls dodged the thrown backpack, but Tina and Kitty couldn't dodge Mia. With a yell, she charged into them and started to hit them with all of her strength. The shrieks spreading through the girls attracted the boys.
"Cool, a cat-fight!" a jock whooped, cheering. "Bring it on! FIGHT! FIGHT!"
While the girls was trying to pull Mia off, the bus came up. The driver saw the huge crowd and quickly got off. "Hey, break it up right now!" she hollered, her hazel eyes blazing, the wings fluttering with anger as she storm to the girls.
"Oh crud! It's Miss Caroline!" Frank shouted, pointing at the Dragonite. "Run everyone!"
"Break it up!" Miss Caroline repeated, prying the three apart, oblivious to the boys running around in circles, screaming their heads off: "ARGH! MISS CAROLINE'S GONNA EAT US!" Tina's hair was messed up, her make-up smeared and a black eye was forming. Kitty's face was bruised and her lip was bleeding. Mia had scratch marks all over her face, a few dripping out blood. With a wail, she picked up her backpack and rushed onto the bus, sitting down in the back, sobbing. Everyone glared at her as they found their seats, but Mia didn't care. All she cared about was the horrible betrayal her friends had committed, shattering what was left of her heart.
By the time it was lunch, the whole story had spread through-out the school like rats. Mia had received a week's worth of detention while Tina and Kitty lied their way to an excuse. In the cafeteria, Mia sat next to a few gossiping girls. They disgustedly glared at her and moved to another table along with many others. Mia stomped out of the cafeteria to eat at her locker.
She sat in the hall, pondering about her unfortunate event. Her friends became Flo's brain-washed guards in a day, thus causing their first fight. Within one day, Mia lost everything. Instead of eating, she cried into her arms for all of lunch and most of the day. No one, not even the adults, came to comfort her.
Once the dismissal bell ran, Mia went to the detention room and sat in the middle. Those few in detention moved away to the back. For the whole hour, she silently cried and sat in the back of the bus home once more. Getting off, Mia gasped when she saw her friends hanging around, cigarettes in their mouths. Wailing, she ran back home, her tears heavier than before.
Her mother wasn't home when she arrived. It was fine with her. Mia didn't want Bree to question her about the scars on her face and the tears. She dug out some leftovers from the refrigerator and flew off towards the forest. After a few minutes, Mia reached Daisy's hide-out. "Hey Daisy," she whispered.
Daisy looked up from the items and smiled. "Hey. How was your day?"
Mia didn't answer. Instead she shoved the bowl into the red-head's hands and darted into the tree. Daisy ran out and snatched the lowest branch there was. She expertly climbed upward and saw the little cat weeping near-by. "What's wrong?" she asked softly.
It took several minutes for Mia to regain her voice. "Oh Daisy, it was the worst day ever!" she wailed. Sobbing, she told everything to the girl, right down to the last detail.
"So that's how you got your scars," Daisy said, gazing at them.
Mia nodded and Daisy took her into her arms. For several minutes, the cat cried into the girl, her pain growing worse. When the sobs ceased, Daisy glanced down at the sleeping Mia. Smiling, she gingerly climbed down and found her way back to the house. Slipping into the small living room, she laid her down on the couch. "See you later Mia," Daisy whispered and left through the window, back towards the apple tree.
All right, before I get yelled at from the Roselia and Machoke fans, I made them that way just because. (You'll see more of Flo's attitude, but not Frank much.) And yes, Frank is a dumb name, but I couldn't think of any good boy names. Just girls. (Take a guess why.) And... That's all I can think of. Oh, and Dragonite was named (at the last second, she didn't really have a name) after Scout's first-grade teacher in To Kill a Mockingbird. Well, see you next Saturday, this early in the morning on April...fifteenth! WHOO! Have a nice day everyone! ARGH! SUGAR RUSH! *twitches* (I can't help it. Really. Actually, it's just me! Not the sugar! Just me! I'm that weird!)
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