Chapter 14 Heartstrings

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Veya and Cairo haven't talked for a week, which left her very anxious and kept her overthinking. For a week all she heard were comments from the poem she made and the poem that made Gabriel Villanueva notice her. And Speaking of the interest, he added her Instagram. her Mom comes in accusing her of opening her cabinet, she felt so much in pain that her own mother blaming her for something she did not do. 

*gamecord call* *she answers the call* 

"so ready for the second time you will get embarrassed by us?" Mira exclaimed. "No, I am not letting you guys- please don't join the club, I mean do you think that he likes me, you guys are way over your head," Veya said. "so how's Cairo?" we don't speak of him lately, seems like you both were a bit off? did he change? did he ya know (mimicking a ghost) oOoOO oOoOO" Mira joked. "I don't know, I actually don't know. after being accused of opening my mother's stupid closet no, I have no idea" she said jerkily. "hey who hurt you today?" Mira asked. "the planet we live on." veya answered. "your mom? the sweet lady who keeps saying hi when we have video calls, that mommy?" she asked. "yes that mommy" Veya answered. "what happened?" she added. "so yeah earlier today she got her car washed and me saying yay, no school! made my ass watch TV for ya know 3-4 hours, and then she comes home, goes into her bathroom and says her fucking locked closet was open like she locked it and it was open and she got fucking mad and saying that I did it, asking why I did it. even my fucking ass was busy simping over Aidan Gallagher." Veya answered rapidly. "oh damn that's gotta hurt... did you open it" Miya asked. "OKAY, WHY WILL I FUCKING OPEN A CABINET THAT'S LOCKED AND SAID THAT SHOULDN'T BE OPENED." Veya screamed. "jeez, maybe she just had a rough time," Miya said. "rough time, the only rough time was you also accusing me of opening the goddamn cabinet!" Veya said. 

Mira was distraught, hurt, confused why all of the sudden she was the enemy? "I didn't mean to say it like that-" Veya tried to explain. and Miya left the call. Knowing Veya blew it, she blew it away. another hard time for her and her family issues. her thoughts once again kicked in, her depression came in waving hello. she wanted to end her life as well after watching all the bright places. how she wished that she was gone too for sure so that her thoughts in her head won't start coming in and hurting her heart. she began to think, what was her mom hiding behind the cabinet? 

newspaper team starts in 15mins  and veya sitting in front of her laptop made her weak. she knew she was tired but she continued working, no one stopping her. 

"Alright you guys good morning, issue 1 is not out! let's now plan next month's issue" said sir Adam. 

"yes, sir" the class replied. 

"Okay, so let me ask first our editors and writers... how are we all holding up?" sir Adam asked. 

editors and writers replied. they made a suggestion to have a face to face meetings, editors and chosen writers only. Our next leaders they say and so they now start casting on their votes who will they pick for their writers to be part of the face-to-face meeting. Of course, everyone seemed excited. But Veya was on the neutral side of the happenings. she just either can't wait to end classes and sleep or wait for the news on who gets to come. 

one by one, editors get to choose one partner/writer to come with the editors. 

"okay Mr. Villanueva, your turn..." said sir Adam. 

"I pick Veya po," said Gabriel the Team started making weird gushing sounds. 

"Alright enough, that's it, for those who aren't picked go, to your classes, we meet later. stay the ones who were chosen and let's plan the face-to-face meet-up," said Sir Adam. 

"Okay, so where are well going to have this meeting? in school? or in a function hall?" sir Adam added. 

The team started talking about planning until they all decided to have it in school, high school campus. they started making plans and creating ideas for the paper, but Veya seems still bothered with the happenings in her home and with Mira. it's like she is being mixed in a salad bowl. it's like she can't get out of it, her head is so full she thought of just jumping in the bridge and never coming up ashore. 

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