Chapter 12| RJ
"Hands getting cold, losing feeling is getting old
Was I made from a broken mold?"
— idontwannabeyouanymore,
Billie Eilish
𑁍Nova𑁍
Wednesday passes by in a blur, I read another few pages on Cadence's notebook while in history class. It basically said that she followed Scythe throughout the next few weeks
She discovered the Underground world and spent a few nights at the same den Rune and I fought and bet in
I was hoping to read more during swim practice but turns out the coach actually expected me to practice. Can you believe her?!
Mina, our coach, was actually impressed with me. Said I had a great future if I truly committed to practice
That means being here with the competitive half of the team that trains at 6 am sharp almost everyday. I'd rather lick a bootie, miss
I waved her off and grabbed my stuff, which is why I'm now dripping wet waiting for the overly chatty girls to scurry so I can shower because I'm not a big fan of doing it with them here
They can take their gossipy asses elsewhere thank you very much, I'd rather not have them inspect every inch of my body like a piece of meat they'll have to get rid off
God forbid I take away one of their rich little next-in-line-heir-to-the-biggest-tech-company boyfriends by flaunting my booty at them. Yawn to their boring futures with lower than average sex lives
Booty, that's gonna be my word of the day. I giggle to myself as I wash the chlorine off my body, I actually like the smell
And I like the feeling of the after practice, I think, as I put my clothes back on. The locker room is empty and the light is dim, making it look like it's nighttime already
Rune didn't have practice today so it's just me with whatever brother is waiting in the car as I walk through the parking lot
"Hey kid, how was school?" Santiago asks as I hop in, already dreading the drive to come
"Fine" I say pressing the side of my face to the window
"That's great" he says drumming his fingers on his thigh, he hasn't started the car yet
"Is there something wrong?" I ask, wondering why he's fidgety
"No, but I'm reconsidering my life choices right now" he says sighing. It makes me chuckle
"Why? Are you regretting offering to pick the little brat up?" I ask and he frowns
"No...but I planned to take you to the skate park nearby so we could eat ice cream and laugh at the falling skaters with lower than hell jeans and mismatched socks"
Hey, what's wrong with mismatched socks? I wear them like that on purpose all the time
"And why won't you then?" I ask
"You radiate all this anger" he says waving a hand around like I'm supposed to get what he means. I raise my brows for him to elaborate
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Nova Grace
Random"Give me three months Nova, only three months and I'll show you what having a family is. That this life - despite all the pain you've endured - is worth living" Emilio, my father, whispers into the cold night He walks with cautious steps as I stand...
