Chapter XI: The Reason Why

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Violet

So, it's been two weeks since the trip. We've been really tight and exchanged numbers since then. What I mean by 'we' is Luke's dork squad.


Speaking of the dork, here's their muse. Luke's muse. Ew.


"Hey, guys!" Gail approached, her bag slung on her shoulder and had this huge smile spread across her face. She sure is blooming.


"Hey, muse." We greeted back in the same time and took one glance at her and went back to all our work.


Deadlines were approaching and so is our tests. This is torture.


"What a state you have, is this what you call bonding?" Gail sarcastically asked as she sat beside me.


She scanned the places and checked all the books that we borrowed from the library, that were stacked.


"Yes, sweet, isn't it?" I asked back, she nodded and dropped the book, she was holding.


"I'm sorry, I haven't been spending time with you lately. It's just-" She explained while playing with her fingers. Til Miranda butt in.


"Don't apologize, we don't even have time with each other." Miranda answered and had a smile on her face. She looked up and for a while I've seen her brown eyes sparkle and shifted her look attention on us.


"I can see that. But still I'm sorry!" Gail apologized and her brown eyes twinkled, happy chic.


Kayla looked up and looked tired, her hair fringed. "How bout your projects, bunny?" She asked and folded her arms and placed them on the table and she placed her chin on them, pouting.


"Done with them." She said smiling as if she won a gold medal award. I'm not after one but that sure is a gold medal award.


We all glared at her as our jaw dropped slowly.


"Luke and I helped each other." Once we heard her answer we all nodded and saw why she finished it fast. She was inspired nye nye.


"Speaking of Luke, Vy" My eyes that were on my notebook shifted to Gail. "He wrote a not just for you." Sheesh, he's just playing. He knows how I wanted to strangle him for what he has done, when I woke up that Sunday Morning.


She handed the note but I pushed it off, she wined so I took eventually.


'Hope Tangy grows her hair back ;)~ Hot Demon' I immediately crumpled the paper and threw it nowhere. He's sick. My face crumpled.


Speaking of Tangy, she's my orange unicorn last trip who still had her hair when I was awake. But was cut off the next morning.


"Why do you even give this to me?" I complained and messed my already messed up hair. I just leaned unto the table with frustration.


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