Nova took as many back roads as he could, avoiding all people. He hated talking to the people in town, most of them thought they were the best things around and they talked down about humans. Nova knew plenty of good humans and even friended a few. He walked up the large hill to his family's large mansion on the edge of town. He came from a wealthy family but never let anyone know, he didnt want special treatment because he had money he was perfectly content with the way he was. He opened the large oak door and hurried past Mort. "Shhh, don't tell them I'm here." "Yes, sir." the butler responds and continues cleaning. Nova goes up the stairs two at a time and hurries to his room. *Sneaking around my own house, how pathetic am I.* He rummages through his closet for his black bag; it's in the far back. He grabs it and turns around to find his mother standing in the door way to his room, "Uh, hi."<br/>"Nova, sweetheart, why didn't you call first?" "I didn't call because I didn't want you to know I was coming."   "That hurts Nova, I'm your mother." -Sigh- "I'm going now mum, I just needed this." He says holding up the black bag. Novas mom turns and walks away hurt and saddened. *She'll get over it, not the first time.* Nova leaves the house and hurries his way back to the school with his bag, again taking the dark back roads.