Y/N Nova Stone is starting her freshmen year at Belgrave University. She had no intention of being apart of two secret societies. All she wanted was to live a normal life with normal friends and classes, but I guess the universe had different plans...
My fellow students sat around me in the library. Some of them quietly talked amongst themselves while others desperately tried to hide their laughter. Randall had to go to his Biochemistry class after Mythology, leaving me to wait for Lilith so we could walk to Calculus together.
I scrolled through my computer, typing anything into my notes file that I had somehow missed. Luckily there wasn't much homework from class. Our professor seemed really nice. She even offered to say after class if we had any trouble with our assignments. I yawned and took a sip from my water bottle that I had brought from the den.
"Is this seat taken?" a voice said
"Oh, no I was just-" I replied, looking up from my now closed lap top. My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach at the sight of the individual in front of me. Thomas Whitney - my father to be exact - stood in front of me with a smile sitting on his face. He wore a grey vest with a matching red blazer as well as a pair of grey pants. A red bow tie had been tightly fastened, his hair neatly combed.
He sat down, pulling out a notebook from his brown leather briefcase. My 'dead' father smiled politely at me as I stood there stunned. As I went to hurry away, he immediately took my wrist in a tight grip. He motioned towards the chair that I was once sitting in. I ripped my wrist out of his grip and stepped back with my feet glued to the floor. "I'm going to be late for class," I stated.
My father shook his head in delight and continued to set himself up on the desk. He took off his blazer and draped it over the chair beside him. "I'm sure your professor can make an exception from a fellow educator," the corner of my father's mouth lifted. His focus glanced down at my clenched fists as my laptop stuck out of my backpack.
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He sighed and clasped his hands together with his eyes now looking up at me. "I'm your new Mythology professor," he answered, "Didn't she tell you? Mrs. Hale had a family emergency that she needed to attend." My heart clenched at the sound of his statement.
"What did you do?" I said, gritting my teeth. He took a deep breath and grabbed a piece of paper from his bag. He opened up his laptop and pulled up a document. "Nothing, Nova," he claimed and looked up at me.
Swiftly and cautiously, I tucked my chair in and quickly decked out of the library, away from my clearly alive father. My phone began vibrating from my backpack. I pulled out my cell phone and realized that Lilith was messaging me:
Lilith: Hey, sorry. I just went ahead to class, Gabrielle needed help with something.
Me: Okay, not a problem. I'll see you in class.
Luckily for me, I made it to class with just five minutes to spare, which makes no sense because usually, I'm late. I opened up the door to Mr. Boone's classroom, sighing in relief when I noticed Lilith sitting there awaiting my arrival. "Hey, everything okay? You look kinda pale," she greeted, taking her backpack off of the desk beside her.
