37. Second
Violet Marie Hill was 14 when she met Guinevere Isabela Gomez for the first time.
Violet walked into her third period class and looked around for an empty desk. She noticed the name cards on the desks and walked around to find her name, third row, fourth seat.
In front of her was a girl who had her nose in a book. Violet plucked up her courage and tapped her on the shoulder,
"Hi, I'm Violet Hill,"
"Gwen Gomez," She smiled brightly, her grey eyes bright and standing out from her tanned skin and dark brown hair. "It's nice to meet you."
"Are you from Spain?" Violet asked, hearing Gwen's accent.
"Mexico actually, we go every summer to visit with my relatives so my accent a bit thick at the moment."
"That's really cool. We went to France for two months,"
"That sounds even cooler! You have to tell me about it!" Gwen gushed.
"Only if you tell me about Mexico," Violet countered.
"Deal!"