Chapter thirty- So What Do You Think?

                                    

                                          
So, it seems that I am very late to posting yet another chapter..
Whoop dee do..hehe, sorry about that by the way. I've been very busy with schoolwork and studying. 
Also the fact state's Championship is like next week, my Festival for band as well..so yeah I'm everywhere and quite stressed but I'm trying.
Also I come back to find out that I have 51K, like guys honestly that's crazy, I actually tried to post this on exactly 50 K but I fell asleep..haha
But anyway I love you guys and hope you enjoy this slightly longer chapter. 
Enjoy :)
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It was still May, gladly the small family was thriving and incoming with new ideas that will definitely change them for the better. 
The morning came early for some people, Lizzie was still peacefully sleeping on her side of the bed and Kari was still in her room getting some much needed shut eye, from being out with Rose last night. 
But..
Then there was this clicking the sound, the continuous sound of ticking, over and over. 
Thankfully Lizzie was a heavy sleeper when she slept with Qoya but Qoya, she was the lightest sleeper..but yeah wait, what is that clicking sound? 
"If you tell me you're over it, I'mma tell you I'm over it." 
Qoya sang from her notebook that was sitting in front of her, her electric guitar in her hands as she made quiet strums along with the metronome on her phone. 
"If you're hiding what you feel, underneath a bitter pill." 
Qoya sat her guitar down and grabbed the pencil that was behind her ear, picking up her note book and writing down a few things, occasionally humming what she was going to write next.
"Should I curse..again?" Qoya asked herself, she tapped the base of the pencil on her jawline and was singing in her head, trying to figure what else she could write.
"I mean I said shit..I can throw in a few other ones." Qoya shrugged her shoulders and nodded her head with the metronome. 
"Tell me what the matter is...feeling like you're fighting me for no fucking reason, baby take a break from it." Qoya sang quietly and kept tapping the pencil but this time on her forehead.
"What else can I put..space from the...space from the what though." Qoya grumbled and put her palms to her eyes and exhaled, putting her fingers from both hands on either side of her nose while her thumbs were below her cheekbones. 
"Mm." 
Qoya looked to her left and saw Lizzie's brunette hair peek through the blanket. This made the brown haired girl smile, she then picked up her pencil and started to write a little more. 
"..Space from all the petty shit should give you healing..,then put the chorus again." Qoya closed her book and decided to give herself a break, she was going to be out in the studio anyway. 
Lizzie turned herself over in her sleep slowly, her arms now under her head so she was facing Qoya. 
Qoya gave a broad smile and put her guitar by the floor, moving herself to hover over her girlfriend as she repeated the same movements but this time looking up and seeing Qoya.