Nova Academy

Philosophy

"Here comes Mr. Hot Stuff I was telling you about." Anna nudged Connie and she looked up from her phone.

When she had woken up this morning and put on her little black dress with the deeply hollowed out sides held together by gold string, and a pair of cheeky royal blue bottoms, she had not expected to regret the decision so much and so violently.

There, before her very eyes and walking into the first set of doors was the very last person she'd expect or even guess would show up to Nova Academy.

"Oh my god." Connie pulled Anna into the bathroom by her ear, and the girl swatted at her hand.

"Fucking ow! What was that for?!" She cried indignantly.

"Anna," She groaned into her hands. "That's my ex boyfriend!"

"Which ex boyfriend?" Anna was being a smart ass, no matter how true it may have been that she had a decent track record.

"The One That Matters."

Her best friends eyes grew large. "No fucking way. That's him?! I met him at orientation! Connie, he's so hot!"

She started lightly banging her head against the cool tile wall, wishing the world would end. "I know!" She wailed pitifully. "But he makes me so angry! It's like I can't help but be a total cunt to him."

Anna scratched at her cheek thoughtfully, a bit of stubble starting to show. "Sounds like he makes you into a tsundere, Connie. If he's fucking with you this much just by being near you," she gestured at the mess in front of her, "then this is going to be such a fun school year. It'll be nice to see you a bit discombobulated for once, Miss Prim and Proper."

Connie snorted. "I'm hardly prim and proper anymore, I just performed a spit roast at the end of last semester."

"That you performed perfectly!" Anna exclaimed. "I could only dream of having that much coordination."

Connie opened her mouth to say something but paused. "This is unfair. We should go out there and welcome him. That's our job and here we are whispering about him in the bathroom like little girls."

"I never got to be a little girl."

When she frowned guiltily, Anna hugged Connie tight. "It's okay, I'll be right with you to pinch your ass if you start being a bitch. Pinky promise."

Connie sighed her thanks and they departed the bathroom to see Steven leaning against one of the lockers on his phone.

Shiva, he was so drop dead gorgeous. He had braided some parts of his hair today and she could tell he'd put some serious effort into his outfit too.

Already the spite was budding and all she wanted was to punch him in his stupid sexy face.

When he looked up he sucked in a breath and gripped his phone tightly. "C-Connie?"

She squared her shoulders and tried to look bigger than she felt. "Welcome to Nova Academy. This is Anna Banks, and I'm Connie Mahaswaren. But I guess you already know that." She finished sheepishly. Why had she introduced herself like that? She was being so weird.

Steven looked like he wanted to ask questions, but instead bowed. "A pleasure to see you again, Anna. And of course, you too Ms. Mahaswaren."

Anna choked back a laugh at his mock formal tone and Connie wanted to pinch her now. "Oh gods, and you're funny. This is just too rich."

"Anna, knock it off!" Connie scolded. "Steven, follow us. You have all of the same classes as I do so I suppose you'll be shadowing me around this... entire week." More like this entire year. She wanted to slump over onto the floor and groan until the janitor swept her away with the rest of the messes.