Hey guys! So this is not my first time writing, I actually have a different account that I used to write on from about 3 years ago, and I had a decent amount of stories and reviews. Sadly, I have grown out of the characters that I used to write about, which is why I decided to start fresh on a whole new different account, and different TV show. I have decided to return because I am actually working on co-writing a novel with one of my close friends, and I am hoping that posting on here helps keep my brain in creativity mode!

I will let you guys know ahead of time, that this story is very AU and very OOC for Tate and Violet. You will see some similarities, but as far as the plot goes and character arc, this is much much different! It might be so different that some of you may not like it, but even if there are haters, I will continue to write this for my own personal enjoyment:) also, I always accept open suggestions over private message, I actually would prefer it because like I said I also have to learn to co-write in real life! xoxo

Violet's POV

As I walk through the front doors of Westfield High, I ignore the sounds of the students while I listen to my head phones and blow out my last puff of smoke. It honestly annoys me how everyone here looks the same. Bleach blonde hair, pushed up boobs, mini skirts. The guys all wear the same shoulder length sea salt waved hairstyle. They all dressup in bright colors. My thoughts are interrupted when I feel a tap on my should while I open my locker. "Hey Violet!" It's my friend Gabe. Well, he's not really my friend. We went on one date and then we slept together and I never called him back since. I smile at him and close my locker then begin to walk away.

"Violet wait up!"

I turn around annoyed, "What do you want Gabe?"

"Well you never called me back last week so I thought maybe you lost my number. I could give it to you again?"

I roll my eyes, "Oh right..yeah, we're just not working out Gabe." I walk away probably leaving him in confusion, but I don't even care. Exhaustion is taking over me.

"O-okay. I'll see you around?"

"Sure." I say not even looking back. Dear god, so cleangy. I swear, every guy I sleep with expects me to be their girlfriend afterwards or something. Like what the hell? Okay..yes I have slept around a lot..23 people to be exact. Maybe. What can I say? I know what I like. But I'm more of a girl that wants no strings attached. I don't need a man to take care of me or any of those lover dovey feelings that everybody else at my age craves.

I begun walking to my first period which is my World Cultures class. As I pass a corner I run into Dallas. He's the captain of the basketball team and has been trying to get with me for weeks. But I know way better than that because he is exactly like me. So I've heard. He humps and then he dumps.

He walks up to me, "Well good morning Violet." He looks me up and down taking in my small body that my black knee length dress engulfs. I look at him with a seductive smile. I don't actually want to sleep with him but I like to keep his hopes up that he has a chance, "Goodmorning Dallas."

"So are you busy tonight? I thought we could go to the drive in and then.." he leans into kiss me but is blocked with the palm of my hand.

"No." I then walk away but still got a glimpse of his confused face. He's probably wondering how a girl just turned him down because he's used to getting whatever he wants. But not from me he won't. I stay in control.

I walk to my class and take my seat which is in the back. My old seat partner moved a couple weeks ago so I get to sit alone. I don't really have any friends in this class, but I do love this teacher. He doesn't teach by the book, he teaches with his own beliefs.

DING! That's the late bell.

The teacher, Mr. Matthews begins to walk with someone behind him. "Goodmorning class! Happy Monday! We have a new student today, his name is Tate Langdon. Everyone give him a friendly welcome! Tate, you may take a seat in the back by Miss Harmon."

I look up to take in the new student and holy fucking crap. He's the most gorgeous thing I have ever seen in all of my 18 years! He has beach blonde hair that is shaggy yet perfect. It's not like everyone elses' blonde hair though, it has a mix of pale blonde highlights which reflect gorgeously off of the ash brown lowlights that are probably closer to his normal hair color that hasn't been tinted by the sun. And the most beautiful deep brown eyes. Which is weird because I'm not usually into brown eyed guys, but he is just..oh my god. And what is different about him is what's catching my attenion. He is wearing a cream color cardiagn over a black v-neck with light blue jeans with a self made hole in the knee. He also looks a bit older maybe 19. And he has tattoos. I can't tell how many since his sleeves are only pushed up his lower arm, but I can tell it is a lot the way the art work seems to blend up past under the sleeves. My eye is caught by a glimmer on his face, is that a...a lip ring? It is. God, that had to hurt getting it but I bet it felt good in other places.. and he is fucking ripped!

He sat next to me and I gave him a smile but he just gave me a little smirk. But not the good kind honestly. It actually kind of looked like he was annoyed.

The teacher speaks up, "Excuse me class, but I must go to the main office to get something from the printer! I'll be back in five! No bisheaving!"

Of course the whole class begins to talk as soon as he leaves. I look over to Tate and he is just playing on his phone while blowing bubbles with his gum. I remove my ear buds hoping that while I do, that I will suddenly get the courage to introduce myself.

"Hey, I'm Violet!" I give him the sweetest smile I can get out, I actually almost make myselg gag. I need to have him and I WILL have him.

He takes a glance up and rolls his eyes, "Hi." Okay then.

"So you're new here?" Let's try this again..

He groans and rolls his eyes again, "No shit, Sherlock."

What in the actual fuck? "What the fuck is your problem?" I can't believe that just came out of my mouth.

He looks up at me, rolls his eyes and put his phone on the table, "Look, I don't need your fake little good girl smile glaring at me the whole class. I'm only here because I have to be. So you can sit here and not talk to me or you can move your pretty little butt over to the other side of the room. Take your pick." I look at him with my jaw dropped.

I'm not getting up and letting him win so I chose to stay seated where I am but I turn my body so I'm not facing him. I open up my book and begin to act like I'm doing something productive but the whole time I'm waiting for his reaction, "Nice to meet you to." I manage to get out.

He picks his phone back up and I hear him mumble, "Oh my god."

The rest of the period I just sit there and not dare to look over at Tate. Who the fuck is this kid... well grown man, and why is he an asshole? Even I do not stoop that low on the asshole scale.

The bell rings and the kids disperse from this class. Me and Tate both get up and I do the unthinkable, "Have a good day! If you need any help finding your classes just let me know!" I also add a smile onto that.

He looks down at me and laughs at me sarcastically.

At that point... I knew I needed him. Soon. Badly.

So do you guys like the idea of this? Like I said it's very OOC. But Violet doesn't sleep around for nothing. She has life issues which is what you will find out later on. And Tate also has a past which will be more clear later. Like the new look I gave Tate? I die for a man with tattoos ;) lol anyway, lemme know what you think!

Xoxo