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🥀 C H A P T E R 14 🥀

You Know I'm Unhappy; You Know That I'm Depressed; You Know That I'm Suicidal; But still You Act Like Everything Is Fine.

Nova Williams P O V
Second week of school.

Another week of misery. Being with people who I could care less about. Being with people who could care less about me. Surrounded with noisy, annoying, irresponsible, shitty ass people 5 days for 8 hours out of the week.

I wasn't gonna make it....it was only the second week.

I pick out an outfit for the day before getting ready, I was so fucking tired....I didn't go to sleep till 3 this morning. So if we bein' accurate, I only got about two hours and fifty minutes of sleep. That's all I'm going off of.

After getting out the shower, I dry off and begin putting on my clothes; I thought about some of the comments I got on my clothes the other day, and I now know that I don't give a fuck. Everyone is not gonna be satisfied with your ways in life.

I throw on a pair of black Nike sweat pants with a white bandana design and an all black sweatshirt. For my shoes I wear some all black Timbs. Every New Yorker got at least five of these jawns in different colors.

We really be ordeein' em.

For my hair I put it in a sloppy bun with little hairs hanging from the side. I don't bother putting on makeup then walk out my bathroom. I didn't want my pants to really, "show my figure" so I loosened the drawstrings so it could be a little looser.

It's not like I had anything back there anyways....I just liked my clothes loose.

I grab my bag, phone, and lanyard then walk out my room and down the steps. India and Quincy had left around ten minutes ago, they're always at school early. I open the door and close it behind me before starting my walk to school,  it was a nice day outside. Not too hot or not too cold.

After ten minutes I finally began walking on the property of the hated high school, I did my morning business before going into class. It was only around thirty seconds before the tardy bell rang, I was just on time.

"Sis.....I thought we talked about this." Dejha says to me as soon as I walked it. I ain't even get to sit down yet.

"Talked about what?" I mumble moving her feet out of my chair and sitting down.

"The outfit! Come on, Nike for girls doesn't even sell that shit." She says. I shake my head trying not to go off on her this early in the morning. She's been so bitchy lately, like hop off my dick.

"My outfit doesn't need your concerns. I am able to wear as I please, I paid for the outfit, I paid for the shoes. I can do whatever the fuck I want with it." I say rolling my eyes.

"Attitude this early.....yikes," She mumbles rolling her eyes as well. "Stop being so bitchy about shit every girl should know." She says.

I look at the side of her profile wondering if those words really just came out her mouth. Me? Me? Bitchy...really?

"See. You doing too much this morning. Talk to me when you know how to show some fucking respect." I say standing up and grabbing my things.

I move to an empty seat and set my things beside me before taking a deep breath. Why the hell was she acting like this? Of course we've had our agreements about dumb shit, but now she just getting outta hand.