I smack the living hell out of him, "Don't test me again!"
I yelled at his shocked expression. then I walked away.
I felt like I was hitting a brick wall, but I know I got my fair share, because when i looked at my shaking hand there was blood on it. I head towards the bathroom to wash my hand off, no cut. It was his blood.
After I walk out of the bathroom, heading straight for class. Two minutes before the tardy bell. I make my way to the second to last seat in the first row. I drop my bag on the floor, the teachers know not to mess with me, let's just say I have a anger management problem.
I sat there getting my stuff out for English IV, there was a knock on the classroom door. Ms. Conley looked up and so did I, I stood up and screamed, "HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!"
"Nova, language!" Ms. Conley jolted her voice at me. I sat back down.
Thinking to myself, mocking Ms. Conley, "class, this is asswipe, specimen number 1."
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Shader & Nova
ParanormalNova is 18 and the dreams she has come true in time. Shader is 18 and he's apart of her dreams, well, nightmares.....never the less, I hope you guys like it.
