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Naira's POV
"Shall I come in, or you're just gonna damage my eardrums by your squeaky sound" I said with an annoying expression and Catherine immediately gave side for me to enter.
"WOAH! someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed" she said while we headed upstairs to her room.
"No, It's not that , I'm just bored" I said
"ok then let's do something" she said while making a thinking face , no wonder she's in the drama club
Our eyes met after a few seconds and we both shouted"BAKING"
We ran downstairs and started to take out all the ingredients required to bake cookies and then started working on them, I was feeling alive again ,Catherine's mom came into the kitchen and smiled looking at us
"That smells like heaven , but please clean the kitchen"she said
Catherine just nodded and continued doing her work , her mom left after saying it , I noticed the unusual behavior of Catherine , she loves her mom and is always respectful towards her and this was something different.
"What's up? Is everything ok between you guys?"I asked
"Ya..Ya ya everything's fine" she said and continued her work
I just shrugged my shoulders and continued with my set of cookies.
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AFTER A FEW DAYS
I was looking out of the window , there were teenagers protesting for justice but no one was paying any attention to them, few days ago a girl Emily was found dead in her garden , there were some stabbing marks found on her body, but her parents said that she suicide and even the police agreed with them , no case nothing was done , even other parents were not doing anything , it was like only teenagers were effected by this murder , I was right now locked in my room by my parents as they said it is dangerous to join the protesters.
Suddenly the image of that message flashed in my mind , I shrugged any unusual thoughts and laid down on my bed. Well, it was really weird and unacceptable about what is happening and then an idea clicked in my mind.
Naira's POV ends
Midnight
"Ok,Naira you can do it, just jump!" With this she jumped on the ground, and she was quiet successful.
She ran to Emily's house, her parents have gone out of town, she went behind the house and crossed the fences somehow, and then opened the back door easily with a bobby pin. She went upstairs to search for Emily's room. After a few seconds she became busy in searching the cupboards, closets or wherever she thought to find something that could prove that Emily was murdered. Suddenly she heard some footsteps, she froze, and she felt somebody was standing behind her. Before that person could do anything, Naira grabbed the hockey stick from under the bed and attacked the person , but that person was stronger than her, he grabbed her hands which made the hockey stick to fall on the ground with a loud noise, Naira tried to free herself but that person's hold was made of steel, he wasn't budging . She then used her legs and kicked him , which made both of them to fall on the floor, well Naira on top of that person.
He somehow switched on the flashlight of his phone and directed the light on Naira's face.
"Naira you?" He asked, Naira also saw his face.
"Kartik you?" she asked with a surprising tone.
"Ya, it's me, now please get off me" he said, Naira noticed their position and immediately stood up, Kartik also stood up and folded his hands near his chest and narrowed his eyes at her
"What??" Naira asked, unsure
"What are you doing here?" Kartik asked
Kartik is not some regular boy, he is the most popular boy of the school, he is known for his looks ,money and his talents in many things. He is famous among teachers too because of his good grades. But Naira has no effect, for her, he's just another rich boy who has attitude.
"I can ask you the same thing" Naira said folding her hands near her chest and glaring at him
"Well, I asked you first and moreover your parents won't like it if their daughter has gone out in the middle of the night" Kartik smirked
When it comes to parents for Naira, she will agree to anything, she is an obedient child since her childhood.
"FINE, I was here to collect some proof about Emily's murder, which of course is considered as a suicide and we all know that it is not true, it is very weird that no one is protesting except the teenagers, I don't know, but this week was very weird, first I received that idiotic text and then this.." Naira rambled
"Wait what text?" Kartik asked with a serious expression.
"Umm...it was nothing" Naira tried to avoid his question
"Naira tell me" Kartik asked again with a more stern expression this time, though he didn't like to use this type of tone, especially with a girl.
"The text was- Everything is fake, nothing is real...." Naira was cut off by Kartik
"ESCAPE!!" Kartik completed her sentence
"Wait, how did you knew that??" Naira asked impatiently
"I received the same text two months ago" Kartik said
"But who send it, do you know??" Naira asked, thousands of questions were running in her mind now
"No" Kartik said in a bored tone,as if he's been asked the same question many times
"But why is everything is fake, I don't understand, what if it's just a prank" she rambled again
"It's not, Emily also received the same text, and she's dead now" Kartik said in a sad tone, looking here and there
"WHAT!! Who else received it, don't tell me I was the last one to receive it" She said and Kartik glared at her.
"My two friends and one more person" he answered
"Can I meet them?" she asked trying her best not to say anything idiotic
"We'll meet when school will start, I don't want anyone to have suspicion on us" He said and then jumped out of the window from where he might have come in. Naira was shocked, there's more to this mystery text.
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The Virtual World
Teen Fiction#1 in Virtual World Naira Wilson was sleeping peacefully , until her alarm rang , she rubbed her eyes and grabbed her phone to switch off that irritating sound , she noticed there's a message from an unknown number , it said- "Everything is fake, n...