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Veronicca's Speech

Chapter three.

I wake up with the voice of my mother shouting my name. They were back so I slipped on my shrug and went downstairs. My mom was standing at the staircase smiling. Soon we joined Andrew, Suzzy and Dad in the hallroom. Suzzy patted the place beside her, for me to sit. I sat there and she showed me pictures of the show. Andrew was dressed in black skinny jeans and black leather jacket with metal hangings. and i noticed thay he had red hair. And that bass guitar, I wonder if people who were present there are still alive or not. 

Dad left the room, I assumed hes going to the loo. But no, he shouted my name from the kitchen.

My mother and I ran towards the kitchen. He was pointing at the pizza box. Shit! I didn't throw it in the trash-can. Uh-oh!!

'What is this? You were roaming around the city in our absence?' He said. I flinch. My dad never trust anyone, well except his richie rich wifey. And this is the only reason why my mother, my real beautiful mother hung herself to death. I was only 6 at that time. I came home from school and saw everyone crying over my mum's dead body.

The thought made me cry. 'Yeah yeah, Emotional Drama.' My dad said. But my mother interrupted him and said, 'Robert, enough' And she pulled him out of the kitchen. By then I was sobbing . Suzzy came in the Kitchen and hugged me. I felt better. then she handed me a glass of water and said 'Come.' We sat on the counter. I smiled a bit . She tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear and said 'Well the show was ridiculous really.' That made me smile. 

'Well how was your first day?' she asked.

'Um it was good,' I smiled, actually blushed, the thought of Louis crossed my mind.

'Hmm, Hmm Any new sexy boy?' she said. I punched her playfully and shook my head.

Suzzy was always the bubbly one, and the daring one too. She kicked a boy at Miami when he was following us over the shops. And plus she was the beautiful one too. She used to apply a Little makeup and looked beautiful.

She waved her hand in front of me, pulling me out of the chain of my thoughts.

'Okay! I'll go. My ears hurt' she said andIi gave her a knowing smile.

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Next day when I reached school, Louis was the only one sitting in the class. I noticed he was scribbling down something, that he didn't noticed my presence.

I got seated in my place and took out my diary. Writing down things in my diary makes me feel good. I wrote everything happened in the restaurant and last night with Dad.

In a while Veronica entered the class, as usual she was smiling. She sat beside me and said 'Good Morning Daisy' cheerfully. 

'Morning' I replied.

She didn't said anything besides she was staring at my diary. 'Um, shall I ask you something?' the words slipped out of my mouth.

'Yea?' she said tearing her eyes from my diary and looking up and me expectantly.

'Um, you're always smiling! Why?' I asked and looked into her eyes. 'I mean why are you so happy so cheerfull always,' I said picking at my fingernails.

'Haha!, Is that even a question!' she said flashing her white teeth.

'Yeah'  I shrugged and nodded at her.

'Babe, do one even need a reason to be happy? I mean look at you, God has given you a healthy, rich life. Look at the people who counts one more breath as a god gift to them. You should be happy for that shouldn't you? You are so charming isn't that a reason for you to be happy?'

Her words hit me like a truck but I rolled my eyes mentally for that looks thingy.

She continued 'Look at me! I've got admission in one of the most reputed schools in London. Isn't that a reason for me to be happy? You should try and find happiness in even small things. as people say life is too short to worry. Because this time will never come back. And once you're grown up, you'll regret that you spent the most precious time of you life consumed with worries,' she said, smiling. I was still wrapping my head around her words, which actually made sense. And honestly I was really really affected by them.

'One more thing,' she said, her eyes asking for my permission. I nod. 'Look, every single person in this world have problems. No one is living a stressless life. A millionaire have problems of having too much money and a poor person is worried about getting atleast a meal next day. You must be having problems too, even I have some. Hell, even our parents have a ton of problems. but that doesn't means that you spend your life crying your sorrows out. Chuck the problems. Just smile and this one,' she said, pointing at her lips, 'is mine.' She was grinning from ear to ear, obviously proud of her speech.

She was Right. I raised my hands in respect and bowed in front of her. She laughed loudly and I joined her. I wonder when was thelast time I laughed like this. This was all so foreign.

'Okay, so much of an intense speech. Now, I need some fresh air. Wanna come?' she stood up and asked me.

'No, class is about to start. So I'm not going anywhere,' I said.

'Okay I'll be back,' she said and left the room. 

By then the class was half filled. In a while our teacher and Veronicca joined, and teacher started our class.

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