Author's Note: Hey there people...here's the sequel...tell me what you think
Disclamer: I own a purple coach purse...not Degrassi or any of it's characters...however i DO own Violet, Nolly, Greg, and Aiden..so dont take them
Chapter One: Summer Romance
Clare's POV:
My life has changed in the past seven years. It's been changing every day. Six years ago I married my husband Eli and we moved in together. Four years ago I got pregnant with my twin boys; Aiden and Greg. My daughter, Violet, is now entering her second year at Degrassi community school. Her auburn hair has grown and now falls below her back, and her piercing green eyes startle me each time I see them. She went to her first concert when she was eight, only two months after Eli proposed to me. Since then she's been obsessed with Black Veil Brides. In aspects she is more Eli's daughter than she is mine, but she and I spent the first six years of her life on our own.
"Mom! Come on. I'm going to be late!"
I run down the stairs at the sound of Violet's voice. I walk into the kitchen, kiss the tops of Aiden and Greg's heads, and kiss Eli good morning before being dragged out of the house by Violet.
"Vi, what's gotten into you?" I ask.
"I don't want to be late." she avoids contact with me.
"Vi…sweetie, please tell me what's wrong. Please." I beg as I begin driving.
Silence.
"Hon, you know you can tell me anything, right?" I ask.
She nods her head. I see a few tears fall down onto her BVB band tee. When we get to the school she hops out of the car and runs over to her friends. I drive to work thinking about how close we used to be.
Violet's POV:
Flashback:
"Violet, we've been going out for over a year!" my boyfriend, Cole Wilson, says.
I turn to him, "I'm just…not ready."
"You love me, right?" he asks as he places kisses on my neck.
"Of course." I reply closing my eyes.
"And I love you." he kisses my cheek and then kisses me on the lips.
"Cole!" I whine.
He cuts me off by pulling me into a passionate kiss.
Present:
I literally run into Molly as I race to the bathroom. Her brown eyes widen and she follows. When we get into the bathroom I make sure no one else is in there.
"Mol…I…I think…" I cut myself off by crying.
"You think what. Lettie, you aren't making any sense."
"Remember when we "went away" for the weekend when in reality I went to Cole's?"
She nods her head vigorously.
"Well…remember how I was going to go to sleep there?"
She nods again.
"Molly Lynn Turner, I think…"
Author's Note: Ohhh...does she think she has an STI or is it something else? Review and tell me if i should kill this idea or keep going with it!
xoxoxo Cat