First Code Lyoko fanfiction, cause I used to watch it, then I didn't, then I thought of it again and watched every episode.
This has my second OC, Violet Bellerose, in it, and I thought this up while looking at phobias on the internet.
So please, I am not the greatest writer ever, but please enjoy!
All she ever wore was black and white, along with the occasional gray. Her room was black and white, her things were black and white, everything was black and white. She never really had any friends. In this time, its about what you wear and what you do, and she didn't fit in with the expectations. She wore the occasional fun, girly outfit, a white dress, black bag, and black boots, but people started to get bored after a while, thinking she wasn't exciting. She had dyed her hair black and wore beige lipstick, but despised her violet eyes. She was known for being a social outcast, having no friends. It wasn't her fault though. After all, Violet Bellerose had Chromophobia.
She didn't know why, but ever since she was little she had a fear of colors. She was just paranoid something bad would happen if something had color. She also thought colors were too loud and mess everything up. So, Violet sat in her room, packing all her dull clothes into a dull suitcase, fittingly. She didn't know why her parents wanted her to go to Kadic. Maybe they thought she'd be happier there. It is, after all, close to where she used to live. Whatever it was, they weren't changing their minds, so she packed up the last f her black and white room and hauled it out to the van.
"I'm ready," Violet says, walking back into her house to see her mom in the kitchen drinking coffee.
"Are you sure you don't want to wear something more comfortable?" Violet's mom asked her.
Violet looked down at her black boots, black jeans, and gray shoulder top, a black camisole visible underneath.
"Mom, you know how I feel about color." She says sternly, squeezing her eyes shut to help her calm down.
"Fine, fine," her mom says, "Alexander, she's ready to go!" Mrs. Bellerose yells to her husband who's in their room.
Violet walks out to her van and sits in the passenger side seat. While she waited for her dad, she plaited her hair and put a white flower pin between a few strands.
Her mom came out to the car to say goodbye. " Have fun, and don't forget to behave."
"Don't worry mom," Violet says blankly.
She never really had any emotions. There was never really any excitement in her life, but never had a reason to be sad.
She was just kinda... there.
"Let's go." Mr. Bellerose says, getting into the car.
They wave goodbye to Violet's mom and drive off.
Violet fell asleep for about two hours of the trip, and woke up to rain splattering on the window. She looked out the window for a while, nothing on her mind.
"You okay?" Her dad asks.
"Yeah. Are we almost there?" Violet asks.
"No. About three more hours if this light traffic keeps up.
She grabs her iPad and starts to play games until they stop at a gas station.
"Here's ten dollars, go get something inside." Her dad says, handing her the money.
Walking inside, she grabs a white Gatorade and a bag of Oreos.
"How are you today?" The peppy young girl at the counter asks Violet as she goes up to purchase.
"Fine." Violet says.
"What are you doing today?" The girl asks with a smile.
"Driving to my new boarding school." Violet says, wiping the smile off the girls face as she grabs her stuff and leaves.
She gets back in the car and they start driving again. Violet starts to eat her Oreos cautiously, considering the blue package they come in. She ends up choking on one and doing her self-taught heimlich manuever.
Damn Oreos. She thought, coughing and drinking her Gatorade.
"We're here." Mr. Bellerose says to his daughter.
She looks up from her iPad where she was drawing a rose with her stylus. Drawing was a part of her life. Violet's parents had suggested she take up a sport, but that meant uniforms which meant color, so she took art classes instead.
Grabbing all her bags, Violet makes a subtle good bye and looks for the administration building. Kids where running everywhere, asking each other questions, just like it should be at a boarding school on the first day.
Once in the building, she gets in line for getting the paper she needs like schedule and map and getting her room key and other crap.
A girl with long, black, silky hair like Violet's steps in front of violet right when she gets to the front of the line.
"Excuse you." Violet snaps.
The girl turns around and glares at Violet. "I am the principle's daughter, I can do whatever I want."
The girl looks violet up and down. "Who are you anyway?"
"Violet."
Stupid name. The girl laughs under her breath.
"I was named after my eye color." Violet snaps. "What's your name?"
"Sissi. Sissi Delmas." She smiles a smile like she won America's Next Top Model or something.
"Oh, well you name fits your personality." Violet says, "now if you'll excuse me, I was kinda here first."
Violet pushes her way back in front.
"Here is a list of your classes and your dorm room key. Your dorm advisor can tell you more once you get there." The lady whose name tag says Ms. Weber says." Hmm... Della Robbia." She yells, catching the attention of a boy dressed in purple and a boy dressed in green. "Show this lady around, she's new."
"Thanks, but I think I can find my own way around." Violet says coldly, dropping her bags where directed to be brought to her dorm.
Walking out, Violet hears the bratty girl's request being denied and fainlty smiles.
Science... science... science. Violet thinks, looking for her first period building. She look from her map to the campus. There it is.
She walks toward the building. Once inside, she finds her classroom and sits in the back. The rest of the students file into the room soon after.
The brat, Sissi, pulls the boy in green into the seat next to her, and he looked reluctant.
The boy in purple sits next to Violet. He tries to talk to her, but she ignores him.
Who said I wanted to talk? Violet thought.
What put her in a bad mood? The boy thought.
"I'm Odd." The boy says.
"You are odd..." Violet replies, not looking at him.
"No, my name is Odd. What's your name?" Odd asks.
"Violet." She says, looking at him.
He stares into her violet eyes as if in a trance.
"I-I like your eye color." Odd says.
"I hate it." Violet commented, looking back toward the front as Mrs. Hertz began the lesson.
Confused, Odd looks back to the lesson but falls asleep.
The bell rings signaling the end of the period. The class gets up and parts their separate ways. Violet looks down at Odd who is sleeping and smacks the back of his head.
"Class is over." Violet says, leaving.
"Who's the girl?" Ulrich walks over, laughing.
"Violet. She's the girl Ms. Weber wanted us to show around this morning." Odd says, rubbing the back of his head.
After classes, Violet went and set up her room. Black and white, bedding, white furniture, black laptop, the basics.
Tomorrow. Violet thinks, sitting on her bed. Tomorrow I'll go to the factory.
I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of my story.
Violet's character description is in my bio if you would like to read it, along with some other stuff.
Please review and I'll try and have the next chapter out next week.
xox ~ Sleep Deprived Fangirl ~ xox