Philophobia
(n.) The fear of falling in love.
Victoria Weems was adopted by the principal of Nevermore Academy, even attending the school of outcasts herself. But she couldn't be any more of a normie like her nextdoor neighbor, Tyler Galpin. That is...
It's been two days of me driving Victoria to school and back home during my lunch, which I honestly didn't mind doing. I enjoyed her bluntness in a conversation compared to everyone who spoke to me as if I was a kid–like back when my mom died.
I'm seventeen, goddammit, and everyone speaks as if I'm verbally illiterate or as if I'm a ticking time bomb. Even my dad avoided me as if he were afraid to light the fuse.
But she didn't. She wasn't afraid to hurt my feelings–not only that, but she knew where her priorities were.
As far as I knew, she didn't have any "abilities" like the rest of the students at Nevermore. But I could live with that.
It's also been two days since my dad and Victoria's encounter at work. Unfortunately, I underestimated her. I didn't think she could stand up for herself like that. Even though my dad hadn't intentionally done anything, I knew he had something out for outcasts and looked down on them, even if he didn't always realize it.
Besides, Victoria wasn't even disrespectful at all. She simply had cheek.
He didn't seem too bothered by her presence in the neighborhood, my dad. Though he did seem more wary when he was outside, making sure she didn't have anything up her sleeve. But it's not like she did much when she was home.
What did she do anyway?
Surely, she wasn't purely made of academic records.
As I entered my room from a shower, I thought I could kill some time by scrolling on Instagram. It was probably one of the best ways for me to reform into a calmer state when I'd been tense at work all day–I'd been feeling a lot of tension lately and not just physically.
My fingers trailed to the search bar where I typed in Victoria's name.
Nothing.
I tried her last name.
Nothing.
"Hm," I hummed. Was she off the radar?
I then remembered her mentioning a friend's name a couple of times.
"Edin-? Edith-? No, Enid," I recalled, quickly finding a bunch of profiles. I then realized that I've seen Victoria's friend here and there and continued scrolling.
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EnidSinclairBlogs • Nov. 6, 2021
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Likes: 144 Comments: 28 Shares: 11 EnidSinclairBlogs Rave'N with these two!! (Tori made me crop out her face 🙁) Comments Eugene_255 Dude you didn't capture my cool shoes??? EnidSinclairBlogs @Eugene_255 your shoes are far too cool for my blog 😊
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"Damn, why'd she have to crop out her face," I wondered. "Wait, who's Eugene...? Forget it, that's a child."
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EnidSinclairBlogs • Dec. 25th, 2021
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Likes: 120 Comments: 11 Shares: 4 EnidSinclairBlogs Eugene won the ugly Christmas sweater competition! 🎅 Comments Eugene_255 I didn't even know we were having a competition...
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EnidSinclairBlogs • Aug. 14th, 2022
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Likes: 89 Comments: 6 Shares: 2 EnidSinclairBlogs The best (and only) concert I've ever been to! 😍 Comments victxria.weems I didn't even see you. EnidSinclairBlogs @victxria.weems I WAVED AT YOU⁉️ victxria.weems There was a lot of waving.
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"Orchestra?" I thought aloud. I wondered what instrument she played. She looked like a violinist type of girl.
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EnidSinclairBlogs • Sept. 1, 2022
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Likes: 129 Comments: 2 Shares: 1 EnidSinclairBlogs Like mother, like daughter. Comments victxria.weems Take this down. victxria.weems Hello??
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I grinned at the photo of her and Shanks, then the unresponded comments. This would make a good contact photo. I took a screenshot and saved it for later before clicking on Victoria's profile. No wonder I couldn't find it–because it was "Victxria" rather than "Victoria." Clever if she didn't want to be found.
But I found her.
I opened her profile.
Damn, of course her account was private.
And three posts? What could they possibly be? Two- hundred sixteen followers was a lot compared to a following of six. What compelled strangers to follow her?
Was it her connections to other musicians? What type of content did she post–was her account previously put on private? Or was there a club she was a part of? A cult?
