The baby project~~

1.

nova~

Such a beautiful garden 

I'm sitting with a pretty white dress on next to my prince charming 

whose face i couldn't  see?

i leaned in to kiss him 

just as out lips were about to meet 

"NOVALENA ROSE AMORINE, YOU BETTER WAKE UP RIGHT THIS SECOND AND TAKE UR ASS TO SCHOOL"

huh??? 

back to kissing 

*BANG BANG BANG*

I woke up startled

"IM COMING MOTHER"

"YOU BETTER BITCH"

ugh wtf is happening 

I try to get up from bed as i rub my eyes but somehow manage to trip over my feet and fall over 

 "Get yourself together, Nova," I mutter, picking myself up.

 The clock on my nightstand reads 7:15 AM.

 Great, I have exactly fifteen minutes to get ready and get to school. I quickly throw on the first clothes I find: a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. I run a brush through my hair and grab my backpack.

Downstairs, my mother is waiting by the door, tapping her foot impatiently. "You're going to be late," she snaps.

"I know, I know," I mumble, grabbing a piece of toast from the kitchen counter and stuffing it in my mouth as I head out the door.

The walk to school is a blur.

My mind briefly flickers back to the dream, but it quickly fades as the morning rush takes over.

 I reach school just as the first bell rings. I slip into the building, trying to blend in with the crowd. As I head toward my locker, I hear an announcement over the intercom.

"All students, please report to the homeroom for an important announcement from the headmaster."

I groan inwardly and quicken my pace, but I'm still about five minutes late when I finally walk into the homeroom. The headmaster, Mr. Thompson, is already speaking and stops mid-sentence when he sees me.

"Novalena Rose Amorine, do you think the rules don't apply to you?" he barks, glaring at me.

I roll my eyes, not bothering to respond. Instead, I make my way to the back of the room and sit down alone, hoping to avoid any further attention.

Just as I'm starting to relax, the door swings open, and in walks Ace, the school bully and notorious bad boy. He saunters in, ignoring the teacher completely, and scans the room with a smirk. His eyes land on me sitting at the back.

He walks over, his smirk turning into a sneer. "Why are you in my seat?" he demands.

I look up at him, unamused. "I don't care," I reply flatly, not moving an inch.

Ace's expression hardens. "Well, I do," he says coldly. "Move."

I stare back at him, feeling a surge of annoyance. "No," I say, my voice steady.

Ace shrugs, clearly deciding I'm not worth the effort. "Whatever," he mutters, sitting down in the seat next to mine. He acts like I don't exist, his rudeness palpable.

As the headmaster continues his announcement, I try to ignore Ace's presence and the whispers from the other students. It's just another typical day at school.