Short Authors Note: AU Belongs to mrevaunit42. Last time I made a nvstfoa story, i forgot to credit him hehe. Okay continue. Warning. CRINGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
It was 7:00 in the morning. The Butterfly's house was peacefully quiet. Nova didn't have to get up for another 20 minutes, but she was already awake, thoughts running through her mind. She rolled onto her side, her brown hair falling into her face. She groaned, kicked her legs under her mountains of blankets.
"Boredddd." She muttered, flipping her hair. She swiped her phone from her nightstand, viciously texting her boyfriend.
Hey lazy, get the heck up." She texted. She flopped to her side, trying to get warm again. Her phone beeped, making her jump. She groaned, snatching her phone. "I hate December." She mumbled.
"Princess. I've been up for a half hour. And I know for a fact you probably JUST got up. Need another alarm clock? You keep smashing the rest." He replied back. Nova furiously turned off her phone, her face flaming. Then her phone beeped. She opened it again. "Also you should get dressed. We leave in like, 20 minutes. Adios." She rolled her eyes.
Nova cartwheeled out of bed, falling on her face. She cursed herself, snatching her clothes out of her closet. She stepped into some skinny black jeans, tossing on a white t shirt with a small penguin slapped in the middle. She grabbed her Dad's faded red hoodie and ankle boots, trudging down the stairs, deciding to put them on after breakfast. Her family was already down stairs. The smell of freshly baked pancakes filled the air. Star Butterfly-Diaz, Nova's beautiful Mom, was preparing some juice for her children. Sol sat on the couch, watching cartoons on the TV, awaiting his breakfast. Marco Diaz, Nova's handsome Dad, was preparing their breakfast. He flipped a pancake high into the air, perfectly catching it in the pan.
"Hah!" He pumped his fist in the air, his other occupied with a pan. Star turned her attention to her husband, kissing his cheek. She set down the juice she was pouring, going in for more kisses. Nova put her hand over her eyes, mumbling something like get a room. She sat in her chair, her father setting down a plate of pancakes. Nova dig in like a hungry dog, cutting small pieces and stuffing her mouth. "You like?" Her father asked, smiling. Nova nodded, drinking her juice. She wiped her mouth, jumped from the chair, and headed toward the couch. She fumbled with her boots, slipping them on her feet. She zipped them up, heading toward the door. She grabbed her backpack, scarf, and mittens and opened the door.
"Hurry up, Dad. Grab your toast or coffee or whatever. We gotta hurry, or Connors gonna kill me." She packed herself in the Diaz's car, fumbling with her scarf. Her father eventually came out, getting in the car. Pink kiss marks covered his lips, cheeks, and forehead. Nova shot him a look.. " Wipe your face would you?" He smiled.
"You'll do the same to Connor in the future." He laughed. Nova's face flamed with embarrassment.
"Dad!" She yelped. "We're 15! Not 30!" She growled. He laughed, shaking his head.
"You'll see." He said, pulling up beside Connor's house. Nova hopped out, running to the door. She wanted to get away from her father before he could talk about her lovelife. She knocked on his door. The door opened, and there stood her boyfriend., and best friend.
"'Sup, princess." Connor said, kissing her cheek. Nova's face was flaming. She was SO not used to this behavior yet.
"Hey." She responded, placing her hand in his. "Let's get to the car, 'kay?" She pointed toward her Dad's car. Connor nodded. They walked down the sidewalk to the car, Nova placing her head on Connor's shoulder while her Dad drove them to school.
Once they arrived, Nova was clinging to the car, the heater blasting. Like literal heaven in the winter.
"Nooo." She cried, hanging onto the seat. "It's freaking freezing out there, Connor. It's like below the negatives!" She clung tighter. Connor rolled his eyes.
"Drama Queen." He said, grabbing her hands. "I'll give you my other jacket." He dug into his jacket, retrieving a black hoodie. Nova's eyes sparkled with love. But then she realized her eyes never sparkled with love. She fixed her face, making it her usual expression.
"Ok thanks." She mumbled, slipping out of the car. She slipped on the jacket, and continued to walk the halls, clinging to Connor.
"Yo Mr and Mrs. Sinclair, how's the family?" Called out a familiar voice. Nova whipped her head around, literal steam coming out of her ears, like in a cartoon.
"Jack!" She cried. She wanted to rush at him like a bull. Connor made a face, not really caring. Jack held up his hands in defense.
"Kidding, kidding." He grinned.. "So, what's up?" Nova shrugged.
"Same old, same old." She replied. "We gotta rush to our lockers, but nice chat." She smiled. "See ya." She dragged Connor along. He shrugged. Jack gave a pained smile once they were gone.
He swore to himself the second Covy became one, he would never tell Nova how he felt.