Daddy's little psycho

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Nova's pov

"Hey! Wake up!" Tré shook me.

"Piss off." I rolled over onto my stomach.

I almost fell back asleep but Tré slapped my fucking ass.

"Ow! Bitch!" I sat up and threw a pillow at him.

"Get up." he threw the pillow back laughing and left the room.

"Dick!" I spat before throwing on the outfit I bought the other day.

I rushed to the bathroom and did my makeup and curled my hair. I don't know why but I wanted to look good today and honestly I did.

"Damn lookin' hot babe." Tré came in the bathroom and threw on eyeliner.

"Thanks babe, you too." I kissed him before going downstairs to grab my bag.

"Coffee?" He handed me a cup.

"Cheers." I sipped it.

"Lets go." he grabbed his keys and headed out to the car and I followed.

"Shit." He looked at me with a worried look.

"What?" I gave him a weird look.

"Your neck."

"What did I say?! No hickeys." I rolled my eyes.

"Oops." he laughed driving off.

"Well what if someone asks about them?"

"Just say you burnt yourself with a curling iron."

"Everyone uses that fucking excuse, plus how am I gonna explain that I burnt myself multiple times?" I sunk in my seat.

"Well I dunno, just make something up." he shrugged.

"I hate you." I said playfully.

"You love me." he laughed.

Yeah, if only you knew.

I turned up the radio and listened to the music.

"Where here." Tré snapped me out of my thoughts.

"I gotta sneak out of your car somehow. People can not know I live with you." I looked outside to see if it was clear.

"Shit yeah. Go now we're early so no one should see you."

I quickly got out of the car and sped walked into school.

"Your early." The principal came in front of me.

"Yeah, I woke up early so I came early. Is that a problem?" I gave him a dirty look.

"Nope, just wondered."

"Yeah whatever." I walked away into the bathroom.

I looked in my bag.

"Shit where is it?" I knew it was in here.

"There it is!" I pulled out the bag of joints I had.

I took one out and lit it.

After a few minutes I finished the joint and went to class late of course. You'd figure since I came into school i'd be early but no, I was busy getting high.

"Your late." The teacher scoffed.

"No shit." I walked to my seat.

"Language, you want a detention?" he crossed his arms.

"Yeah I do." I smirked.

"Well then, after school in my room." he turned to the board.

"What the fuck happened to your neck?!" Kayla whispered.