I know all of you have seen the show The Rap Game with Jermaine Dupri. In the 3rd Season, there was someone in particular who caught my eye *Insert Wink Emoji* Lol. But if you are loving Nova as much as I am right now, then check out this book!
You were currently in high school and you wouldn't say you were very popular. Sure you had a lot of friends, but you were never one to stay out late and party. You got good grades and did what you were supposed to, never getting in trouble.
You were a good girl to say the least.
But there was this one guy that always wanted to talk to you. You had to admit, he was pretty good looking, but he was too cocky for you to say the least. He was a basketball star who had all the girls under his spell.
But not you.
You were currently walking down the halls to your next class, when as usual the one and only Nova Franceschi stopped you in the hallway.
"Hey bae" He said leaning against a locker
Cliche
"Hello Nova." You said politely, "How can I help you?" You tried to continue walking, but Nova stood in front of you.
"Why don't you like me Y/N/N?" he looks sad and it starts to make you feel bad
"I do like you. It's just that-" he interrupts you loudly
"YOU LIKE ME?!" he smiles and goes in for a victory kiss but you put you hand up to block him
"Very forward I see.. if you would let me finish" you backed away from him slightly, "It's just that you're a fuck boy and a player. Now if you would please get out of my way."
You pushed past him and walked into your class just as the bell rung.
The next day at school seemed quieter for some reason. As you walked down the halls you weren't stopped by Nova which surprised you.
Maybe he went to class early... you thought as you knew that you shared a class with him.
When you walked into the class, you looked around to see if he was there, but he wasn't.
This worried you.
He never missed school because if he did he wouldn't be able to play in the game that day.
You looked through the depths of your contacts and looked for his number, which he put in while you weren't looking. You finally found it when you saw the contact name as
"Your Puerto Rican Daddy"
You chuckled a little bit and dialed the number.
"Hello." He sounded angry
"Nova it's Y/N-" he cut you off
"What do you want." he asked rudely
"Well I was just worried about you, you aren't at school." You said meekly
"Ohh wow. Look at little Miss Princess worried about the 'fuck boy'" he let out a laugh that wasn't very humorous
"Is that why you're not here? I'm sorry Nova-" he cut you off again
"Wow. The first person to apologize to me for judging me." he said, mocking surprise, "If you pay so much attention to who I talk to and who talks to me, you would notice that I don't flirt or socialize romantically with any of them. I've been interested in you since day one, but you're too stupid and ignorant to see it!" He yelled
"Nova. I don't know who you're talking to-" he cuts you off yet again.
"I'm over it. I'm over you. I'm over the other people. I'm over life. I'm tired of being judged."
His statement scared you.
"I'm ready to jump off this cliff right about now.." He says and your heart dropped
"Nova please don't do this" You say and run the opposite way to your car
You get in your car and think about where he may be, knowing that he won't tell you.
You lived in the city area of Texas where there were no cliffs.
You knew that Nova doesn't know anything about the country, so you were stuck until you remembered that there was a billboard in downtown Dallas that looked like a cliff.
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You quickly sped there, while talking on the phone with him and climbed up the billboard and sat next to him.
"Nova please come down, I'm sorry" You grab his hand
"You don't care about me." He said looking down
"If I didn't care about you, would I drive the 30 minute drive. Speeding down the highway to save you? The cops are literally right there!" You laugh and point at the angry police officer down below, waving toward them.
"Y/N let me go." He says trying to yank his hand from yours
"No. You are going to come down here and talk to me in a proper setting." you tell him, pulling him up
"Where in a jail cell?" he looks at you and laughs
"Yep, the properest setting." you say with a cheeky smile
"Properest? Is that even a word?" he laughs as the both of you climb off the billboard.
