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Dawn approaches New York, slowly bringing light to the never sleeping city. In a small apartment an alarm begins to pierce the quiet of the house. From under a bundle of covers a thin pale arm slides out form under it pushing the button on top of an alarm clock. A boy struggles with the covers for a minute but then emerges from underneath them victorious. Nova, the boy from under the covers scrambles from out of his bed with the grace of a blind bull in a china chop. As he gets up he trips over his own feet and falls to the floor. He slowly gets up, yawning as he does so. He feels around on his nightstand next to his bed for his glasses. Locating them he slides them over his eyes, his vision becoming un-blurred. He walks over to a mirror that’s hanging from his door; peering at himself he sighs heavily and says, “Today is going to be horrible.” Walking to his small closet he slides open the door and pulls a black shirt with his favorite band’s (My First Riverside Romance) logo on it. He had slept in his skinny jeans the night before, he had got into a shouting match with his father, after coming out (of the closet) to him and his mother. His Father and mother being homophobes, his father was outraged and his mother just bawled loudly on the couch. After that failure he saw no need to get totally undressed to go to bed. Nova had realized he was gay in the seventh grade after an embarrassing incident in the locker rooms during gym class. Since then he has had to keep the truth a secret from his parents because he knew they wouldn’t take it well, but after his father insulted one of Nova’s gay friends to his face he snapped and told them everything. His father told him he was no longer welcome in his home and that Nova would have to move into his sister’s (Autumn) and her husband’s (Cliff) house. He walks over to the small desk he has nestled into a corner of the room. He picks up his cell phone from the desk and checks it, “Damn, Eric still hasn’t called me back.” He thinks “What the hell is more important to him than me?” Eric id Nova’s boyfriends of twelve months, Nova met Eric when he was a freshman and Eric was a sophomore. One of Nova’s friends had introduced the two and they quickly fell into a relationship. Nova sighs heavily once again and slides the phone into his front right pocket. He looks up in front of the desk to his shrine for My First Riverside Romance. They have been his favorite band since seventh grade and he has been to every local concert they’ve had, ever. He loves every aspect of the band from the lyrics they write to the sound of their guitars. But most of all he as a major crush on the band’s screamer, Zack Kazakov. Zack started the band when he was in eighth grade and they have only grown famous since. Pictures upon pictures are taped on Nova’s wall, all of the band. He smiles when he looks at them, because he’s going to another of their concerts tonight. He turns back to his door picking up his messenger bag from by his desk when he does. He takes a deep breath with his hand on the handle. He turns the handle and walks into the living room where his mother is sitting on the couch watching an infomercial on the TV. She is still in the clothes she was wearing the night before her makeup still ruined by her tears. “Uhm, Hey mom” says Nova concerned. His mother doesn’t look from the television. Nova through all of the arguing still is upset that he hurt his mom so much. All she wanted to do was retire so she could spend time with her grandkids when Nova got married and had kids, that fantasy was smashed due to last nights events. Nova walks to the door that leads out of the hallway, hoping that he can avoid his father before he gets out. Quickening his pace he reaches the door and hears “Remember you’re not welcome here anymore, you live with your sister now.” Nova turns around to see his dad leaning on the kitchen counter drinking a beer, not looking in his direction. “******** you” says Nova as he slams the door. He walks down the hallway to the apartment’s stairs; he hears the door to his former home open and something being thrown. Nova is hit in the back of the head. Nova falls down his head drenched in what smells like alcohol. He looks down to see the remains of a shattered beer bottle around him. Scared and hurt he stumbles up and runs to the stairs and doesn’t stop till he gets to school. By the time he gets there he has a throbbing headache. He arrives at school, a giant brick building about three stories high make up Winchester High. He sits on the steps going into the school holding his head hoping to make the pain stop. People stop and stare for a couple of seconds before they pass him by as if he didn’t exist. After a while he stands back up the pain subsiding slightly. Slowly but surely he makes his way into the school, he heads to his locker on the first floor and gets out his math book. Then he heads up to the third floor where his math class is. Upon entering he has the usual stares thrown by nosey preps. He heads to the back of the class and sits down in his assigned seat. Dropping his bag next to the desk he lays his head down on his arms. Laying there he falls asleep, his pain finally leaving him. Thirty minutes later he wakes up because someone is shaking him, “What the ******** do you want?” Nova gasps his pain returning to his head. In the distance he can hear someone snicker loudly. Nova looks up to see his giant of a math teacher staring down at him.
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