Chapter 3

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Today was my day off so I slept in. It was nice and peaceful in my house since both my parents went to work at the shop. They weren't really around much.

When I finally decided to roll off bed, I dragged myself into the shower and then back to my room to change. I ate a boring breakfast. It was a bunch of bowls of the same cornflakes with bananas - sometimes strawberries, while watching rerun after rerun of Full House. Half of my day was gone to waste until I forced myself to get up and do something productive.

A jog. A jog would make me feel like a did something. After I was done I could jump right back into watching reruns of Full House without feeling guilty. So I slipped on leggings and a black sports bra, and threw on my matching black Nike's. Black on black.

I bought the outift I was wearing when I was going through the phase where I desperately wanted to be a cardboard cutout of a tumblr girl. I was always seen working out even though I didn't really need to because of my high metabolism.

Now, things have changed. I'm back to working at the shop almost every day of the week. The days that I have off I'm studying for tests or catching up on homework. It's been so long since I've worn this, I felt like my sixteen year old self again.

I'm not very surprised that it still fits. I'm still the same petite Nova.

I had put my hair in a high ponytail, plugged in my earphones, and sprinted down the sidewalk. I ran for a good while before stopping to catch my breath. It's all thanks to my three years on the track team in middle school.

"You look horrible, again. What's up with me always finding you looking like a dog?"

I rolled my eyes, not bothering to look up. I knew that voice all too well. Why was he here?

"Are you following me or something? You keep showing up everywhere I go. I'm not very fond of it" I answered. I took a couple deep breaths and continued to jog.

Damien followed and started to jog next to me "Actually, I'm not. It might seem surprising to you but it's just a coincidence that we find each other for the second time. This might be a sign that we should be together." He smirked.

"Quit it. Quit it with the smirk. It makes me uncomfortable." I confessed.

Instantly, his smirk started to fade. "Alright. I'm guessing you prefer serious Damien" he shrugged. "Alright I can do that."

"I don't like any type of Damien. Leave me alone"

Damien rolled his eyes, continuing to jog at the same pace. "Go on a date with me"

"No, I barely even know you" I responded.

"That didn't stop you from getting in my car last night"

I bit my lip. He caught me again. "Shut up! I don't want to go on a date with you so please leave me alone"

Both of us had jogged almost half a mile at this point.

Surprising.

Maybe he was on the track team too.

"Don't act like a brat, Nova. I asked you to go on a date with you nicely and you rejected. So now, you're going whether you like it or not. Put a dress on and for God's sake do your makeup. I'll be at your house at seven." He stated.

I laughed "Sure, okay. I don't want to go anywhere with an asshole like you."

Damien immediately stopped jogging and gripped my arm, pulling me to face him.

"I said I'm picking you up at seven. If you're not ready by then, I'm taking you how you're dressed. That's an order" He barked.

I looked up at him. He intimidated me. "Okay" I squeaked.

There was nothing I could do, he's taller than me and has a strong build. There's nothing a tiny girl like me could do to hurt someone like Damien. Another reason I agreed was because he had a look in his eyes that terrified me and I immediately knew I didn't want to get on his bad side.

"Good" He murmured, letting go of my arm with a shove. He stared at me with a cold look for a while before his attitude took a drastic change. He smiled, winked, and said "Just for the jokes, right?".
I stumbled back. "Yeah" I hesitantly agreed. He raised an eyebrow. I gulped and forced a laugh. He nodded "Go home" he said in a threatening voice before jogging the opposite direction. I watched him until I couldn't see him anymore.

What the fuck just happened?

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