Chapter three

Chances are I love you.

Violet, Dash, and Mr. Parr were on their way home from Avon Racing Academy. Mr. Parr bought a coffee mug for Helen and a teddy bear with the Avon Racing Academy logo sewn into the chest for Jack-Jack. As Mr. Parr drove along, Violet spoke up,

"Dad," she said, "can I talk to you about something?"

"What is it?" asked Mr. Parr,

"About that guy I was talking to," she said, "he wasn't doing anything wrong."

"And my aunt is a donkey," said Mr. Parr, sarcastically, "I told that boy to leave because I was protecting you."

"From what?" asked Violet, "casual conversation? If it's a crime to talk to someone, who happens to be a boy, are you gonna beat ME up?"

"Violet," said Mr. Parr, starting to get mad, "after what Tony did to you, do you really think it's safe to date again?"

"No two boys are exactly the same." Said Violet.

"Oh please," said Mr. Parr, "you've seen one Teenage boy, you've seen them all."

"So does that mean YOU were a cheater when YOU were a teen?"

"VIOLET PARR," Bob was shouting at this point, "IF I HEAR ONE MORE WORD OUT OF YOUR MOUTH, YOU ARE GROUNDED. YOU HEAR ME?" With the fight knocked out of her, Violet simply nodded. The rest of the drive was wordless. When Violet returned home, she returned to her room, and only came out when dinner was ready.

Later, Violet saw Chance again, and she convinced him to give her his cell phone number. Violet and Chance texted each other under Mr. Parr's nose. It soon escalated to Violet sneaking out to see him. Late at night, when all were asleep, Violet would sneak out her window, and into Chance's car. They would go to restaurants, arcades, movie theaters, and even to a play. Thankfully, Chance could drive fast, and safely, and always got Violet home before anyone knew what had happened.

One night, as Mrs. Parr came to talk to Violet about the upcoming day, she noticed that the bed was vacant. She saw the window was open, and she went out. She saw a figure get into a car, and the car drove off. She got into her own car, and began to follow. She knew this was Violet, but who was the driver, and were there others in the car? Helen followed the car until it parked at a book store. Helen got out and stood in front of the pair. She didn't recognize the boy, but Violet tried to hide behind the boy, thinking that Helen had only seen him.

"Violet," she said, sternly, "who is this? Why are you here at such a late hour? And don't you know this isn't a good book store? I tell you, you'll find much better books (in better shape might I add) at the one on the corner of Chow and Maine." Violet was shaking,

"Um, Mrs. Parr, I presume." Said the boy, "Violet had no part in this, I-"

"Don't try to cover for her," said Helen. Both teens look frightened. Realizing what she had done, she said, "you both need to calm down. I realize that this boy wasn't on your father's good side, and now I see he is a good boy who would not harm you, so you may continue doing this, as long as it doesn't affect your school work. And as long as you don't go anywhere that would corrupt her. Got it?"

This took a great weight off of their shoulders. Mrs. Parr didn't tell Mr. Parr about what was happening here. It was healthy to have a good relationship, and Bob was wrong in saying that all teenage boys are alike. Chance was a good boy who meant the best for Violet.

After two weeks of this, Chance realized what the strong feelings for Violet were: Love. Chance had finally come to terms with his feelings; he was in love with Violet. He had to tell her, but how? He eventually decided to tell her up front. One night, when he picked her up, he started to get nervous. IF Violet rejected him, it would be one awkward drive. She got into his front seat, and strapped in. Chance had altered his plan, and there was no point in putting it off. It was time to get it over with.

"Violet," said Chance, as Violet looked at him, "I left my wallet in the glove compartment, can you get it for me?" She opened the glove compartment; only, there was no wallet, but an envelope that said "To Violet". She gave him a confused look,

"Oh," said Chance, "I kinda had you open that so you could see the gift for you. I have my wallet in my back pocket." Violet took the envelope and tore the seal. There was a piece of paper folded up. She unfolded it. The moon was providing enough light for her to see.

"Dear Violet,

Roses are Red

Violets are Blue

Oh wait, you are Violet,

Well, I love you."

She read it over and over again. As corny as the poem was, it brought her a feeling. A tear formed on the edge of her eye.

"Umm," said Chance, not having gotten the reaction he had hoped for. Violet wiped away the tear, and said,

"I love you too, Chance." She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. Chance couldn't believe what had just taken place. She actually loved him back. This was going to be a great relationship.

Chapter two done with. I really hope I wasn't too bad here.