te amo // dee and nova

la princesa obstinada // dee

warning : suicidal references mentioned ahead. read with caution

-dee

the car rumbled along the dusty road to school. 

as per usual, i found myself slumping on the arm of my chair, grumpy. i really did not want to go to school today, or any day for that matter. 

it's bad enough that i was forced to move from the only home i had ever known and come to this dump, but my mama actually expected me to go to school here and enjoy it. i hate this place with a flaring passion, it could never ever compare to baltimore, i really don't care. 

i messed with the ends of my braids and sighed again, hoping mama would catch my drift and turn this car right back around and take my ass home. 

and by home i mean baltimore. 

'diamond, you still mad about it?' 

'yes mama! how do you expect me not to be! baltimore is my home, and all out of the blue you just rip me out of my damn home and expect me to live in this no name city!' i blurted out. i didn't mean to yell, but i was frustrated and her trying to talk to me wasn't making it any better. 

'honey, we just thought... we just thought it'd be a better enviroment for you, maybe you could make some more friends and-' holdup wayment

'we?' 

mama sighed, 'yes...me and j just...we just wanted better for you... and nuzzle. after everything that happened last year, we just didn't want something like that to happen again-' 

i sucked my breath in quickly at the mention of last years incident, and pulled my sweatshirt sleeves down. 'well, j needs to stay out of my buisness. he ain't my damn dad.' i mumbled. 

'diamond..he's your big brother he's supposed to be looking out for you and helping you-' 

'tell him i said i don't need no fucking help! what happened last year is between me and God! he putting all this stress on me acting like im not afraid to actually do it this time!'

the whole car went silent and my mom looked at me with a sense of hurt and dissapointment. 

'diamond i-' 

'we're here...' i cut her off and quickly got out of the car, slamming the door shut. i slung my nike bookbag over my shoulder, and looked around. 

the first thing i noticed was how 'boujee' all the girls dressed and acted. all of them wore dresses and skirts, walking around in high heeled stilletos, and pounds upon pounds of makeup. 

and here i was, dressed in a cropped pink sweatshirt, skinny jeans, and some basic all white air force 1's. (peep that rap game reference :) 

as i was observing all the girls, walking around i felt myself slam into a poll and falling to the ground clutching my head.

a few chuckled, while some gasped, and some just merely walked away. as i opened  my eyes, i saw a figure tower over me.

'running into the poll? it's okay everyone does it boo.' she stuck out her hand to me, and i gladly took it. standing up, and sheepishsly brushing off my clothes. 

'im flau'jae, but just call me jae' the girl introduced herself. she was really prety. she wore a white shirt, white workout pants, a green jean jacket, some university blue 11's, and a backwards hat. i liked her, she seemed interesting. 

'and im roscoe.' a dark skinned boy said, coming up to me. he wore a red polo shirt, blue jeans, and some red j's.

another boy, who was taller stood off to the side. he was looking directly at me with a sense of longing...

it was weird as shit bro, i looked back at flau and she seemed to catch my drift. 'oh and this is nova, he- he's not always like this don't worry. i guess it's just the 'first day blues' we all get them. but anyways, welcome to reading senior high! home of the red knights!' she said sarcastically and unenthusiastically. i chuckled

'have you gotten your schedule yet?' roscoe asked me. i shook my head no, 'aren't they supposed to like...mail it to your house or something? what kinda bullshit is that!' i said, making all of them laugh. 

'yea no, at our school we have to get it from the office, c'mon i'll show you.' 

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'ok so... i apparently have algebra II first.' i mumbled to myself.

'damn girl! you must be smart as hell, aren't you in the ninth grade?' flau said.

'well...' i sighed, ready to explain my entire life story all over again. 'im technically supposed to be in ninth grade, but since i was kinda an introvert back in my old school i actually paid attention in class and for some reason the teacher thought that made me extremely smart,so they bumped me up one grade. bad mistake on their part.' i explained

'that's cool.' i heard nova say. 

that was the first thing i heard him say, and honestly it suprised me. i thought that nigga was a mute or somethin'. well, you learn somethin new everyday. 

'yea nova can you walk dee to her first class for us? me and 'scoe got to get to our homerooms, and they're both on the other side of the school. y'all have the same homeroom so it shouldn't be that hard.' flau' explained. 

'um-' he started, but the bell rang quickly after that. jae grabbed roscoe's arm and dragged him away. 'thanks nova you're the best!' she yelled out, leaving me and him alone. 

'c'mon.' he mumbled, motining me to follow him. i did quickly falling into step with him. 

'so...' i mumbled. 'so...' he said. 

'you don't talk much do you?' i asked, looking up at him with curiosity. 'nah, it's just not my thing.' 'oh, that's cool.' the awkward silence was quickly finished, when we arrived at a classroom. 

he opened the door, right in the middle of the teacher taking attendance. 'ahh, mr. franchesca and mrs. barmer. y'all finally decided to show up. i have to tell the other teachers to watch out fro fratenizing.' did he really just-

 nova's face was a mixture of anger and embarresment, while mine was just blank with anger and frustration. how is this nigga gonna try me on my first motherfucking day.

'he was showing me to the class. you know because im new. do you really expect me to know where all my classes are already?' i said, with a little bit of attitude. 

the teacher lips curved into a mischevious smile, and she peered over her glasses. 

'mrs. barmer i would watch your tone if i were you... you do not want trouble with me.'

my eyebrow raised in suprise, who the fuck did she think she was talking to? because i know it's not me. 

'also, it's you, now yewr.' she said imitating my 'accent', before pointing to a seat in the front of the class. 'please take a seat, hun.'

i was fuming with anger as i took my seat. this teacher already has me messed up and it's just my first day...'