A/N: Thanks, Klaus fan, for asking me to update. So here you go! (And I apologise for the couplet, poetry is not my thing.)
Violet didn't know where Isadora would go, as she had only met her a few days ago. She thought she would check back at the Orphan Shack and ask Klaus where he thought Isadora might go if she were upset. Upon arriving there, however, she found it to be empty. Just as she turned to leave she noticed a small piece of notebook paper on the floor. "Isadora," she said softly.
She knelt down to pick it up, her hair swinging past her shoulders and catching the light. She got that annoying feeling of being watched, but she could see no one. The piece of notebook paper had clearly been ripped out of its book, so it could not be there by accident. Violet instinctively read it aloud, as though Sunny and Klaus were there to help her figure it out.
"You should have told me
That you might like to hold me"
"Oh no," Violet carefully folded the paper, still talking aloud as though her siblings would help. "She thinks I'm - that I like - girls! But I don't... do I?" Violet thought back to how much she had liked what the girl in the dorm had done. But then she remembered the tingles she had felt when Duncan's hand brushed against her arm. "No. No, I definitely like boys... but what about - both!" Violet shook her head. "I think I just liked what she was doing. I don't like girls in that way." She said her last sentence forcefully, as though she desperately wanted it to be true.
Violet again had that unpleasant sensation of being watched, but again she couldn't see anyone - a phrase which here means she didn't see the figure peering in the window because it was now fairly dark, or atleast dim, outside.
Violet stood up and tied her hair back. She was going to have to talk to Isadora (she now found herself sitting on a bale of hay, her legs curled beneath her) and explain that she hadn't meant for anything to happen and that she was completely straight. She decided this was the best thing to do to save her new friendship with the pretty -ahem- with the nice Isadora Quagmire. "What has gotten into me today?"
"Iyaksoo!" said a familiar voice from the doorway. This was Sunny's way of saying, "I could ask you the same thing!"
"Sunny! Where have you and Klaus been?" Violet sat up straight, her legs swinging to the floor and she remembered too late that she wasn't wearing her noisy shoes.
Sunny put her own noisy shoes on, then brought Violet's to her and they both kept the crabs at bay while Sunny told Violet that Isadora had come crying to her and Klaus, though she wouldn't say exactly why. "See you!" she concluded, meaning "All she said was she saw you."
"Oh... um..." was all Violet could think to say.
Klaus came into the shack then, giving Violet a strange look. He cleared his throat, shook his head, then cleared his throat again. "Did you and Isadora have a fight or something?" he asked, somewhat nervously. "She's really upset," he added uselessly.
"Where is she? It's really important that I speak to her, and soon." Violet stood and walked toward the door, so she was beside Klaus and looked him right in the eye. "Please, Klaus, I need you to tell me where she is," Violet assumed they would have been told not to tell her where she was.
"She told us not to tell you where she is... but if it's so important to you..." Klaus' eyes seemed to be begging Violet to change her mind and not go looking for Isadora. "She's behind the Administration Building, in those extra bales of hay that sort of make a fort. Atleast that's where we left her, about fifteen minutes ago."
Violet did not know that there were extra bales of hay making a sort of fort, in fact she was positive they had not been there that morning, but she did not let any of this on. She changed her shoes and walked briskly towards the Administrative Building, untying her hair and straightening her clothes. She decided that if she looked nice, she would feel more confident - meaning that she would not be too afraid to confront Isadora about what had happened earlier.
Contrary to Violet's belief, there was indeed a "hay fort" behind the Administrative Building. And contrary to her expectations, Isadora was still there. She was crying softly in a corner of the hay, her head down and her hair covering her eyes. She was hugging her knees to her chest and did not look up at the rustle of hay that was Violet making her way towards her.
Violet knelt down and put a hand gently on Isadora's arm. "Um, Isadora?" she asked.
Isadora said nothing. Violet cleared her throat and took her hand back.
"Isadora, about what happened back there... I, um... I..." Isadora's unresponsiveness was unnerving. "I didn't... start that. But I finished it. It wasn't right and uh, I'm sorry you had to see it. I... well, it won't happen again, and it had never happened before, I guess that's what I'm trying to say."
Isadora finally looked up. Her cheeks were tear-streaked and her eyes were puffy. She looked like a small child who was gripping a teddy bear and asking why the kitty on the road wouldn't wake up.
"So you mean that... you will never like me in that way?"
Violet's eyes nearly fell out of her head. No, I don't mean she was in danger of permanently losing her sight. I mean she was so shocked by what Isadora said that she opened her eyes very wide - this did of course make her look very funny, but no one was about to laugh.
"Answer me Violet... you're never going to like me in that way, are you?" Isadora was almost accusing her now.
