Starshine 3

Marie's POV

"So I figured we'd just walk up and say hi," Violet said simply.

"Puh-lease Violet," I sighed exasperatedly. "We don't need to do that!"

"And why not miss smarty-pants?"

"We are—and I don't mean to sound egotistical—the best-looking girls in that drab little institution."

"So? What does that have to do with anything?"

"If we plan our moves right, they'll come to us; we won't have to do anything."

"I guess you're right. I don't care what I have to do as long as it doesn't involve public disgrace."

Colin's POV (A/N: Y'all should've seen this coming.)

Brody and I were really excited for school today. Usually the only highlight of the school day was football practice, but today we had a field trip. Our field trip was to the sports complex uptown for an elective day. I wanted to play tennis against Brody. Either that or maybe I'd ask that new brunette if she wanted to play a game.

Brody's POV

Colin and I walked over to the table where we were to wait for the teachers. It was a beautiful day out; everyone was wearing t-shirts and shorts. As usual, Peter was checking out the female populace. I looked around for the beautiful pale girls we had seen yesterday.

"I can't see them, can you," Colin asked in a confused tone.

"I think that's them over there," I said in a low voice; I gestured to two pale figures in long pants and hooded jackets. There was no mistake; no one else could have such perfect golden hair and flawless features.

"Let's make our move."

"Alright; I agree."

I walked over to the blonde while Colin walked over to the brunette.

Violet's POV

"Let's separate now," Marie said strategically.

"Why," I asked inquisitively.

"If we talk separately, that'll give us alone time with them."

"Ugh, fine Marie; but I'm staying here!"

"Okay, I'll go over there."

Marie moved away to another table. The black-haired boy walked toward me.

Brody's POV

I walked over to the blond girl. She had become separated from her brunette friend. I didn't even know her name, but I was about to.

I got to where she was sitting. "Hello," I said nervously.

"Hello," she replied. She seemed slightly nervous too.

"I'm Brody Russo; what's your name?"

"My name's Violet Victorian, nice to meet you."

"Victorian? You live in that big castle in the middle of town huh?"

"Yes. It's sometimes hard to find things."

"You're dressed kind of oddly for today."

"What do you mean?"

"It's the hottest day of the year so far and you're wearing long pants and a jacket."

"I don't really feel the warmth all that much."

"That's a nice design on your jacket though."

"Thanks, everyone in my family wears this design; it's sort of a family crest."

"I see." The teachers began to call the students over to the buses. I stepped onto the bus after Violet did. Violet sat down at a seat in the middle of the bus. "Do you mind if I sit here," I asked as I gestured to the seat next to her.

"Sure, sit," she answered what I guessed was cheerily. I sat down on the seat next to her. My arm accidentally brushed hers as I sat. I blushed at that; partially because her skin was so cold. I gasped a little bit at the temperature of her arm. She noticed.

"Is something wrong," she asked with concern in her voice.

"It's nothing, I just got a little bit of a chill; that's all," I replied nervously. Usually talking to girls was something that came easy to me, but Violet seemed different somehow.

"We have about a half hour before we get to the sports complex right," she asked matter-of-factly. "So let's talk."

To be continued...