Not All Wishes Come True
Disclaimer: I do not own anything Total Drama related (but this fan fiction).
The mirror which Lindsay stood in front of was skinny, old and pushed around, Lindsay was the same. She never thought that she would have to resort to death after all of her friends quickly deserted her due to a scandalous rumour, and her only true friend moved away, due to bullying and extreme and excessively worrying behaviour. Lindsay wanted everyone to be happy, usually she was full of sunshine, but the miseries kept down pouring onto Lindsay.
Lindsay's hand was tightly enclosed around an unseen object. "They'll all miss me when I am gone and act like they liked me, milking out lunch pity. This world is too cruel for Lindsay, who is me, I just wish, all the hatred would stop." Now, mascara and other make-up which had been applied was running down her face. "I didn't plan, I didn't want this." Lindsay unscrewed the lid off the item she was holding and moved it to the tip of her mouth and began to tip it. Whatever was possibly inside, was in Lindsay's being swallowed.
"G-goodbye..."
When Lindsay was found, everyone did feel sad, others who disliked her had a chance to put on the pity act, some mourning took place, rumors dispatched and tears were given, but Lindsay wondered if they were real.
Heather, tears and emotion over-coming her, sobbed in 4 period, she sniffed. "I just, can't get it out of my head," Heather squeaked, "I...just can't. She's dead, sir! We are all acting like it didn't happen but it did!" Heather said, rushing out and she soon found herself in the bathroom. Her tears dried as an evil smirked appeared on her lips. "That's how you play the pity card. Hook, line and sinker." She cackled. "So she died? In a few years she will be a small speck in everyone's memory, while I won't."
In the stalls, Bridgette was listening, her anger and fury growing, she was silent, however, though she held a recording device as Heather continued on.
Bridgette contemplated on whether to show it, and she confided in a few friends, Duncan managed to get hold of the information surrounding what was on Bridgette's recording device and played it.
Heather was ridiculed, bullied, taunted and beaten, she was sorry for what she had done, but no one seemed to forgive her. One day, Heather wasn't in school and she had perfect attendance, so this was naturally worrying.
For the next two weeks, she didn't return to school. People visited her house, though the new inhabitants were residing in her house. She assumed to have moved out of school. The school encountered a voice mail left on there fax, Heather was dead.
She had done the exact same thing Lindsay had done.
The sad thing was that school used Heather and Lindsay's deaths for media attention, the school got attention and students acted heartbroken mostly for Lindsay as they disliked Heather before the incident and only picked on her because she showed a sign of weakness.
So, in the end Lindsay's wish never came true...