Disclaimer: Any characters you recognise, I do not own. All credit goes to Lionhead Studio.

So, I have had this idea for a while now but never got around to writing it. I will admit that I have not planned this story and just wanted to write it so if it's bad, I am sorry. However, I will try my best to do it justice.

Chapter 1

"Viola, get out!"

Slowly, Viola walked up to the shaken girl who lay on the floor. Ruby red blood pored from her swollen lip and there were tears in the corner of her eyes.

"I swear to God, you better shut your fucking mouth before I shut it permanently"

"VIOLA!" Screamed the stressed teacher who was trying his hardest to tame the class of teens.

Viola bit her lip and kicked the girl on the floor as she walked past her and over to the door. Viola left slamming the classroom door on her way out letting go of all her anger.

"Banter!" Viola head a student shout inside the classroom. Then she heard the few giggles after.

Viola looked down at her cut knuckle and sighed. Suddenly, the teacher came outside into the corridor and stood opposite her. Viola looked down to the white floor and slouched against the wall.

"I'm sorry sir, she was asking for it." Viola said biting her lip extremely hard to hold back tears.

"Its ok, I understand, but you have to learn to control your anger Viola. This is the second time you have been sent home this week due to violence. You have to understand how important it is that you listen to me. Your not a child anymore. You are a young adult. Now perhaps it would be best if you went home early today."

Viola sighed, knowing that he spoke the truth. Slowly, she made her way down the very long and dull corridor. She headed towards the main exit until she heard her name.

"Viola. Where you going?"

Viola turned to see a young boy facing her. "Home. I punched Natasha and I can honestly say that it felt so good."

The boy laughed "Nice."

"What are you doing? I thought you had photography?" Viola asked eyeing the young boy suspiciously.

"I skived."

"Tut tut, Anthony, tut, tut." Viola smiled.

"Do you have a lighter? I am dying for a smoke."

"Nah. I stopped smoking ages ago."

Anthony scoffed "Your no fun. Shit," Anthony suddenly said while looking down the corridor. "I better go before Mrs. Griffin spots me."

Viola looked over her shoulder to see an older lady walking towards the two.

"Fair enough, see you later Anthony."

"See ya."

Viola smiled as he retreated to the toilets. Anthony was a childhood friend but he got into the wrong crowd as soon as he hit secondary school. He had started smoking, taking drugs, and was even in a gang. Although Viola really liked him and he was a good friend of hers, she knew it was best if she stayed away from him. She got into enough trouble by herself and didn't need anymore. It was a shame, he was a good kid. But like most who went to her sorry excuse for a secondary school, he made all the wrong decisions. However, it couldn't be helped.

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Viola sat on the bus on her way home. She had her headphones in and her eyes closed hoping to escape reality. But she always knew, that as soon as she opened her eyes, all of reality's problems would flood her mind yet again. Viola wasn't a very good person, in fact, she was rather the opposite. However, she didn't ever get into trouble on purpose. She was convinced that trouble followed her. There were a lot of issues that always plagued her mind yet she still tried to stay positive. But sometimes, that task seemed almost impossible. Then, the bus came to a stop and dragged her from her own little world. She got off and wondered what to do. Her mam would be at work so it would be pointless going home. Then, she came to the decision to go to a quiet pub that she knew in town.

Viola got on the 62 bus which took her straight into town and headed to the small pub that hid in the corner. The Red Dwarf it was called. A very strange name that would cross Viola's curious mind many times.

Viola opened the old, wooden pub door and the smell of cheap beer stung her nose. It was dim lit, small, and empty. Well, apart from the drunken old men that wasted their last few days drinking. Viola walked up to the bar tender.

"Should you even be in here?" Asked the man eyeing her while drying a cup.

"I'm 17. I am legally aloud to be in a pub. The downside is that I am not aloud to buy alcohol. So I will just have a small cola please."

"Fair enough."

Viola sat in the corner of the pub. Although it was very run down and it wasn't the most attractive building in all of the town, Viola still found herself drinking there (Well, if you can call cola and lemonade drinking). Quietly, Viola completed some unfinished course work and revised for up coming exams until the sun was greed by the moon.

Viola got the same bus back and made her way through some deserted streets and dark creepy looking ally ways. Then, she hit the subway. She was frightened she would run into... them again. They always lurked around subways. But, it was her only way home. Perhaps she should have left earlier. There was only one light still working for all the rest had all been smashed and then, even the remaining light left flickered which gave the subway an even more eerie feel. Graffiti vandalised every wall and there were empty bottles that lay still on the wet concreate floor. Slowly, she too small steps through the long subway. But, just then, a shadow suddenly loomed over her from the far end of the subway.

"Look lads, young Viola, has come to play."

Viola stopped dead in her tracks. She defiantly should have left earlier...

So that's the first chapter. My character is called Viola and yes, I know that a Viola is a musical instrument, but I thought it was a good name and, I checked, it can be a name. Also, if you didn't know that a Viola was a instrument, than you have learned something new :)