SECRETS. Too many secrets!

Naiah is a girl who grew up with hardly any guidance from her parents. She, however, grew up fine. Really fine! She had been traveling for so many years and finally settled in a place she wants to call home. 

Naiah went into a school, called Code University, where she meets or better say, someone, introduced her, to an odd male cousin. From then on she meets many vibrant people along the way. She felt out of place upon meeting these people, they all seemed much too familiar with each other. That's when she learned, they all had a secret that can shatter you down the core. 

Those secrets, how deep did they go? How sharp can those secrets be? Time goes by and everything begins to become unleashed from their secretive tight grip. 

No one knows what will be the consequences once they are exposed. How deep will their scars be? 

Secrets! A simple word that can make your life a living hell. A sharp word that can hurt you more than you could ever think. A dangerous word that will be your greatest enemy. 


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Code A: You're my Mission

"She left already?" Z asks while walking down the stairs. I nod my head and laid down on the couch and close my eyes. 


"And you told her the truth?" she added. I sigh and open my eyes and stared at the ceiling. 


"Just told her about Quenda," I said, I heard her sneered. I rolled my eyes and get up from lying on the couch. I look at Z and we both nod our head. We went inside the kitchen. I sat at one of the chairs and watch Z went to the sink as she washed her hands. I glance at my left where the fridge is. I stood up and open it. 


"Where's my choco drink?" I ask Z who's busy chopping the apple fruit. She lifts her head and looks at me and shrugged. 


"I don't drink choco so, it's not me. Ask my brother" I close my eyes and tried not to burst out. He really is trying to piss me off. I heave a deep breath and went back to my seat. 


"Z, prepare yourself. We're going somewhere later" I uttered when I remember what happened earlier. 


YMM#56: That was Close