"We weren't supposed to happen, but we did. And now we're both pretending it didn't."
After her life took a turn, Nova Sinclair is forced to move schools. New school. New rules- a fresh start. A chance to focus on her goals and obey her mother.
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"I want to run my fingers through your hair and tell you that I'venever done this before with someone like you"
| Theodore Abbott |
Shit.
Red is back. That nosy, nosy know it all. And of course, we're all in it.
But so is Nova.
I steer away from the hallway, from all their gazes as if I killed their favorite dog, and find a bench to sit down. Pulling out my phone, I search her name.
Before pressing the button, I hesitate. Am i really doing this?
Oh yes, I am.
I press it and put it against my ear, ringing, ringing, ringing.
"I hope you called to explain what the fuck 'red' is."
What a smart woman.
"Yes, it's this gossip page that somehow has intel on every single person. So you have to be careful dealing with them."
"Interesting." I hear shuffling from the other side.
"But we don't know who it is."
"Oh my gosh, I did not realise that you're so smart how stupid am I?"
"I can smell the sarcasm from here." A smile breaks on my lips as I let out a sigh.
"How did none of you guys tell me about this before?"
"Long story short, we thought they didn't do it anymore it's been a while since they posted." A bell rings in the distance. "Anyways I gotta get to class, where are you?"
"On my way to Chem."
"Okay, see you lunch." I hang up and make my way to French class.
I've been learning french since forever, thanks to my mom. Her whole family would have boiled be alive if I didn't learn french.
Walking in, I spot Ronan with his grumpy face and sit down next to him.
"Aren't you supposed to be in Italian?"
"Can't I learn french too, dumbass?" He rolls his eyes as he scribbles something in his notebook.
