Mia sat, picking at a flower after she won her final battle. The others were off celebrating Ash and Keya's victories as well but Mia sat picking at the flower thinking of her friend. . . She snapped out of her trance when she saw Misty walk over to her. Mia faked a smile and moved over to one side on the rock she was sitting on to make room for Misty.

"You ok?" asked Misty, seating herself on the rock. "Yeah, I'm ok. I'm just a little tired. . ." she trailed off when she saw Misty raise her eyebrow in a 'yeah right, whatever' sort of way. Mia rolled her eyes, "Ok, ok, I was just thinking. My mind hasn't been very clear for a while; I'm amazed I won that pokemon battle, I was barely concentrating." Mia sighed again and picked another flower to play with. "What's wrong? Go on, you know you can tell me," said Misty gently, trying to find answers but not push her so she would block her off completely. Mia sighed again and replied, "Ok, you asked for it. . ."

"Keya used to go to my school even though she's about five years older than me, we were in the same class because I skipped some grades and she started late. Well, everyone were paired as boyfriend, girlfriend at that stage but I was, still am, a bit too young for that. Anyway, my friend Minna had a boyfriend named Brett. He was really sweet and totally cute. Well, Keya decided she wanted to have Brett for herself. Minna was obviously distressed but she was pretty certain Brett wouldn't dump her for a whore like Keya.

Well, on the night of the dance, Keya spiked Brett's drink. The day before, she'd made sure Minna wouldn't be coming by 'accidentally' pushing Minna over while we were in the playground, injuring her arm. Now Minna wasn't there, Brett was rendered helpless and well. . . vulnerable I guess, to Keya. As soon as she saw the drugs were working, she just went up to him and pashed him. They were together for most of the night 'exploring' each other until Keya decided to shove her hand into his jeans. Brett was totally psyched and they left the hall.

I was going to my locker to get my drink when I heard this noise so, naturally, I followed it. Hey, curiosity runs in my family you know. In detail, the first thing I saw was the fact the classroom I'd walked into had torn clothes scattered all around. Torn as in totally ripped up. Well, I looked to the centre of the room where. . . where. . . well, graphically, Keya had tied the now slightly conscious Brett to a few chairs and tables to keep him from moving and was fucking him like crazy. Her long hair, thank god, hid the fact she wasn't wearing a bra and she was pashing Brett so violently he could only plead with his eyes when he saw me.

I. . . I threw the clothes at her and she gave me this menacing stare before turning back to continue what she was doing. I pulled her up by the hair and she finally came up, shredded clothes wrapped around her though it took me a while to realise because I refused to look. I undid the straps holding Bretts arms after throwing my cloak over him and got hit across the head with a chair. I could feel the blood trickling down my neck. She was about to strike again but Brett tripped her up and she fell faint on the floor. I undid the rest of the straps and used them to tie her up.

I went to the drama room to get some spare clothes for Brett and when I came back Minna was there. She was crying so much. . . she loved Brett. . . she just kept saying over and over 'How could you do this to me? I trusted you!' No matter how hard we tried, she wouldn't listen. After that ordeal, Brett was tired and when Keya got loose. . . he couldn't defend himself. She was at him again. When Minna stepped in, she saw Brett push Keya to the ground and mistook Keya kissing Brett for Brett kissing Keya."

Mia bit her lip at the memory. She was now holding her knees to her chest, rocking back and forth on the rock she sat upon like she used to when she was younger. She closed her eyes to keep the tears within before continuing but she couldn't hid the unsteady shaking in her voice. "After that, she didn't come back to school and two days later, there was news that she had disappeared. Three weeks later, her body was found and in her room was a letter,

You were my dreams,

You were my life,

Yet you are the one,

Who cause me this strife,

I thought our love,

Was truer than true,

Purer than pure,

Bluer than blue,

Yet you cast it away,

For the slut of the school,

Was I how much that mattered?

Was I just a fool?

I'm sorry for causing,

Such annoyance to you,

But now I'll sleep for as long as,

My love is true."

Mia began to weep tearfully, sniffing as she went on, "Brett. . . was. . . in. . . shock. He. . . fell . . . into. . . depression. . . I. . . helped him. . . through it. . . but. . . he'll still. . . be scarred. . . for the. . . rest of. . . his. . . life." Misty sat, cradling the poor child in her arms. She frowned at the thought of Mia being exposed to such things at such a tender age but what had been done, had been done. Sighing, she hugged Mia till she eventually fell asleep.

Hey guys!!! Umm. . . sorry I haven't been updating, I was busying doing a few more chapters for my other fanfic. It'll be the holidays soon so I'll be able to write more. Next year I'm going to be in year 8. I hate my school and I am not looking forward to it. I only have ½ a week of school left. YESSSSSS!!! Oh and sorry if the poem was really bad, I used to enjoy writing poems but now I go to the lamest high school on Earth and it has crushed all the spirit out of me. Yes you heard me, NORTH SYDNEY GIRLS HIGH SCHOOL SUCKS!!! Ok, I really shouldn't have said that. . .