Live Without Pretending. Love Without Depending. Listen Without Defending. Speak Without Offending. ~ Drake
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The loud alarm rung throughout Nova's room, making a loud and groggy groan escape her mouth. The day was Monday; it was the last week before Thanksgiving break, in which every student was beyond ready for. This school year was going by slow enough, especially for seniors.
Nova sits there a few more minutes, just thinking about life, before rising up from her bed and plopping her feet on the cold wooden floor. They travel into the bathroom which is where she began to get ready for this oh so lovely Monday. The weekend had went by all too fast for anyone's enjoyment.
Nova quickly did her business in the bathroom, which consisted of washing her face, brushing her teeth, and taking a long steamy shower. After doing do, she walked into her filled closet and looked for an outfit. She decided on a alp white Nike windbreaker, with a black pair of leggings. Not bothering to grab a shirt or tank top to put on under, she simply put on a black VS bra, knowing her jacket wouldn't be coming off nor unzipped today. Nova quickly put lotion and deodorant on before slipping on the comfortable outfit.
She then walks in the bathroom and takes her curly hair of the the ponytail and places it in a nice bun on the top of her head. Lastly, she walks to her vanity and puts on a pair of silver hoop earrings, her locket, and her lanyard. Nova grabbed her classic perfume before doing a couple of random sprays, including her exposed collar bones and chest since her jacket wasn't zipped up all the way. It was zipped up far enough to not be able to tell if she had a shirt on or not.
Since there was no practice after school, all she did was grab her book bag and unplug her phone from the charger; not bothering to check any notifications. Nova smiles while slipping her pedicured feet into the shoes Chris had made for her, they came out a lot better than she expected them to; it might've just been her new favorite pair of shoes.
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Nova opened her room door before speeding down the steps and into the kitchen, an Oreo PopTart was calling her name. In the kitchen was India and Quincy who were conversing over a breakfast their mother had made before she left for work.
Nova ignored the two's present while hopping onto the counter and patiently waiting for her two pop tarts to finish in the toaster. While waiting, she pulled her phone out her back pocket and scrolled through her notifications- most of them being from the group chat. Nova shook her head while going to her messages and reading everything she has missed when she called quits around 10 last night.
Her phone vibrating distracted her mid-way while reading Ny'Asias text. Nova pulled her home screen down seeing a text message from Chris. Without even having to read it, a blush and chinky smile came across her Carmex covered lips. She let out a small sigh while leaning her head back against the wooden cabinet, bringing her phone closer to her face, preparing to read the text that already was making her have butterflies in her stomach.
