Well there's at least one person reading my story, so I guess I'll update this for you, haha.
"Violet! Wake up, it's already half past seven!"
Violet growled, and just turned her side. She lifted her head up for a second, only to take the pillow under her head and then place it on top, so that her head was buried under it.
"Violet, I'm not kidding. It's the first day of your school, you have to go", her mom said, as she started to throw clothes on Violet's bed.
"I don't wanna go", she mumbled against the bed, knowing that her mom wouldn't care about her opinion.
"I wouldn't either. But you have to, honey", Vivien said. Violet didn't answer.
"I'll give you a ride. Be ready in 15 minutes, okay?", she asked, and Violet moved the pillow away from her head.
"Fine", she murmured, and her mom placed a kiss on the back of her head, before closing the door behind her as she walked downstairs.
Violet got up from her bed as slowly as possible, still her eyes closed. She hated early mornings, but then again - who the fuck would like them? Well, probably the ones who actually were going some place cool. Like, you know, on a vacation, or to a concert.
She looked at the clothes her mom had thrown on her bed for a while, and then sticked out her tongue. The clothes were terrible - for her. There was a pink hoodie, white top, and a pair of black skinny jeans. Seriously? Pink? For her?
Violet shook her head, and then walked to her closet. She opened the doors, and just stood there, staring at every article of clothing she had. Obviously, first she put on bras. She decided to go with black leggings, a red dress with small black dots, and a grey cardigan. Then she walked to her makeup table, and sat on the white chair in front of it. She was searching for her makeup bag from all of the boxes under, and just when she was about to give up, she found the little purple bag. She yawned as she opened her powder, and tapped it all over her face. After the powder, she ran mascara all over her eyelashes, making them look really dark and bushy. Her hair was naturally straight, so she didn't have to do magic to it every morning with the straightener she had bought couple of years ago. She placed her favorite hat, the black one, on top of her head, before crabbing her school bag from the floor and walking downstairs.
Her mom was already waiting for her in the car outside, so she just quickly waved to his dad who was drinking coffee in the kitchen, and then walked out.
She sat on the frontseat next to her mom, and turned on the radio.
"I love this song!", Vivien said, when the radio started to play The Beatles.
Violet just smiled, and then turned to look out of the window. She wasn't looking forward to the first day of her new school. If you weren't like everyone else in there, they would probably look down at you like you were a piece of crap. But Violet wasn't going to be afraid of the kids, she wasn't going to back off this time. This school couldn't make her retreat.
Oh hell yes it could, Violet thought to herself as she saw the school from the window of the car. There were like hundreds of teenagers sitting or standing in different gangs in front of the school, laughing, some of them crying, and some of them just playing with their phones or listening to music.
"Have fun", her mom said, as Violet got out from the car.
"Super fun", Violet mumbled, and closed the door. Her mom drove away, and now Violet was one of the teenagers standing in front of the school - though apart from the others, she was alone. She sighed.
"Fuck this shit", she whispered to herself, and was just about to pull a smoke out of her bag, as the bells rang.
Violet started to walk towards the doors, and could feel everyone on the frontyard staring at her. Everyone were whispering things, or pointing at her and laughing. Violet gulped as she continued on walking.
"Nice hat you got in there!", someone yelled, and everyone started laughing.
Asshole, Violet thought. She walked straight to the principal's office - yeah, it wouldn't have been that easy if there wouldn't have been a huge sign that said Principal's Office, but Violet already felt better for not just walking around the school looking like a retard, though she knew that was going to happen sooner or later today. Probably sooner.
"Excuse me, I'm-", Violet was about to introduce herself, when the old man that was sitting on the seat got up, smiling with his teeth showing out.
"You're Violet Harmon, right? Welcome to Westfield High, my name is Mike", the man said, and held his hand out for Violet.
Violet shook it quickly, and then took a step further from him.
"Yeah, um, thanks. Could you tell me what I have first? I don't remember", she said, and Mike nodded.
"Sure!", he said like it was the most amazing thing he had ever agreed to, as he scrolled down his computer screen.
"You have maths", he said with a huge smile, and Violet nodded and thanked.
*LATER*
Violet's first day of school ended up quickly, because she decided to get the fuck out of that hell hole after the first class. Everyone were mocking her, making fun of her clothes and her bad knowledge of maths.
She was walking away from the school, as she pulled out a tobacco from the box that was in her bag, and set it on fire. She closed her eyes as she took the first, long breath, and then blew it out. Smoking did calm her down, even though she had heard that it really doesn't make you any calmer. You just think that it does, so you believe it. It helps some people, but then some people - it doesn't.
"Hey, what the fuck do you think you're doing?", a girl walked in front of her out of nowhere. She had brown hair, and she was wearing some designer shit.
"Baking cupcakes. What does it look like?", Violet asked, and continued on walking. Suddenly someone grabbed her from her shoulder, and the next thing she knew was that she was lying on her back on the ground.
"What the fuck!", she gasped, when she saw the brunette girl on her knees on top Violet, trying to make her eat her tobacco.
"You're going to eat this", she said with the gloss of madness in her eyes.
"What? No!", Violet said, and tried to pull this weirdo away.
"Eat it!", this girl said behind her teeth, and Violet pressed her lips close as tight as she could.
"Leah, leave the chick alone", Violet heard someone's voice, but couldn't see the speaker.
This girl - Leah - threw the smoke on the ground, and rolled her eyes, but didn't move away from Violet.
"Summer, you've got to be fucking kidding me", she mumbled, and narrowed her eyes at Violet before getting up.
"I'm not. It's not her fault your grandmother died because of lung cancer. It's sad and everything, but if I were you, I'd already get over it", said this girl who had just saved Violet from this crazy chick.
Violet was still lying on the ground, looking at this girl like she was the Goddes or something. Her hair was dark brown like her eyes. She was wearing a purple dress, golden heart necklace and earrings.
"Bitch", Leah just spat at Summer, and she smiled at her. They continued on staring at each other for a while, talking with their eyes, before Leah turned around to walk away.
"I'll deal with you later", she said to Violet, and Violet just sighed. When she turned to look back at Summer again, she saw a hand in front of her.
"Need help?", she asked, and Violet grabbed her hand. Summer pulled her up, and smiled at her.
"Hi, I'm Summer. Like you probably already heard", she said, and Violet nodded with a half-smile.
"I'm Violet. Thanks for saving me from that crazy bitch", she mumbled, and Summer laughed. Violet saw a tall, skinny guy with also dark brown hair walking towards them, and Summer turned around to look who Violet was staring at. The guy smiled at them, and Summer kissed him as soon as he stopped besides her.
"This is Seth, my boyfriend. He's a total dork, but makes good sandwiches", Summer said, and Violet nodded.
"Hi, Violet", she said, and Seth smiled at her.
"Your school ended already?", he asked, and Violet lifted her eyes up to the sky.
"Well, not actually. I'm just pretty tired of this shit already, so", she mumbled, and Seth and Summer both laughed.
"Well, who the hell would like it in here", Seth said, and Summer agreed.
"Yeah", Violet mumbled, and the three of them just stood there for few minutes, just nodding and smiling. All of them opened their mouths at the same time, and then laughed awkwardly before also closing their mouths at the same time.
"This is awkward", Seth said as he lifted his eyebrows.
"Hey, um, it was really nice meeting you guys. But I gotta go. See you tomorrow, or... whenever I decide to come back in here", Violet said, and Summer and Seth both smiled at her.
They both turned around to watch her back disappear behind the other students, as she walked to the other side of the road.
"So... is she the one Tate told us about? The new neighbor?", Seth asked from Summer, and she nodded.
"Yup, I think so", Summer said, and the corners of Seth's mouth pulled down as he lifted his eyebrows.
"Thought so", he said, and they walked towards the school, holding hands.
*LATER*
"How was the first day of your new school, hun?", Vivien asked as soon as Violet stepped inside the house.
"Terrible", Violet said, and her mom gave her the I'm Sorry- look, and Violet just shrugged her shoulders.
"Do we have any food in here?", she asked, and her mom shook her head like she just became back to the world from a deep daydream.
"Yeah, I'm making tomato soup, but there's some pizza in the fridge from yesterday", she said, and Violet nodded.
She left her school bag to the floor, took a slice of pizza, put it in the microwave and waited.
After five minutes, it was finally hot enough, so she just placed it on a plate, poured some Coca Cola in a glass and then walked to the living room. She turned on the TV, and watched some stupid movie for a while. It was about a girl who was, like, cursed or something, and she kept on eating boys. How cute. Violet was done eating her pizza and not boys like the chick in the movie, she got up from the couch, and was just about to go to her room, as she heard someone's voice coming from her dad's office. She followed the voice, and was now standing in front of the door, that was half open. Her hand flew on her mouth, when she saw Tate in the room with Ben.
"Yeah, I was afraid my big dick wouldn't work", he laughed, and Ben laughed with him.
"Why?", he asked, and Tate suddenly stopped laughing.
"Because I met someone", he said huskily, and his eyes met Violet's. Violet showed no emotion, as she turned around to walk to her room.
"You're seeing my dad", Violet said to Tate, who was now sitting on her floor, scrolling down Violet's iPod list.
"You have a good taste in music", Tate said, and Violet crossed her arms, and snorted. Tate lifted his eyes up to her, and cocked her eyebrow.
"You have a problem with me seeing your dad?", he asked, and Violet shook his head.
"No. But... Why are you seeing him?", Violet asked, and Tate smiled.
"Don't ask questions you already know the answer to. You're smarter than that", he said, and Violet sighed.
"Fine. Be mysterious", she said, and Tate laughed.
"Works on ladies, usually. You seem to be harder to impress, though", he said, and Violet couldn't help but smile. Little did he know - she was already attracted to him.
"I heard you met Summer and Seth today", Tate suddenly said, and Violet mouth opened so that she could mumble a simple 'oh'.
"You know them?", Violet asked, and Tate nodded.
"Yup. They're my best friends", he said, and Violet nodded slowly, as she mumbled another 'oh'.
"I see... Well, yeah. I met them. They're cool", she said, and Tate started to smile.
"They think you're cool, too", he said, and Violet sat down on her bed.
"What about you?", she asked. Tate lifted his eyebrows.
"What about me?", he asked in confusion, and Violet shrugged her shoulders.
"Do you think I'm cool?", she asked, and Tate smirked.
"Definitely", he said, and Violet smiled.
*A WEEK LATER*
"So... What's up with you, Tate Langdon?", Violet asked, when she was sitting next to him at the sidewalk. She didn't go to school today, because she told her parents that she was sick.
"What do you mean?", he replied her question with a question, and gave her a half-smile as he blew the light smoke out of his mouth at the same time as Violet breathed in the poison of her tobacco.
"You haven't been at school at all. Why? And how old are you? I don't know, what's your favorite band? I wanna know something about you", Violet kept on asking things, and Tate laughed.
"Wow, slow down, Sherlock. I, well, kind of... got kicked out of school. I'm seventeen. My favorite band is Nirvana", he replied to all of her questions, and Violet nodded.
"Why did you get kicked out of school?", she asked, and Tate tilted his head back, as he took another breath of his smoke.
"I punched a kid in the face", he said calmly, and Violet lifted her eyebrows.
"Really?", she asked, and Tate smiled.
"Yeah", he mumbled.
"Do you punch people in the face often?", she asked, and Tate laughed, and then turned his face in Violet's way again.
"Will you freak out if I say yes?", he asked, and Violet shook her head, but didn't say anything.
"Well, yeah. Kind of. I got kicked out of my last school, too. Actually, my sister and my mom just moved in here like two years ago. I'm just temporary kicked out of school. I guess I'll get back in, like, two weeks", Tate explained, and Violet nodded.
"Alright...", Violet said, and Tate smiled at her.
"Remember when you asked me do I think you're cool?", Tate asked, and Violet cocked her eyebrow at him, half-smiling.
"Dude, that was like a week ago. Of course I remember", she laughed.
"Right, yeah, whatever. Actually, I think you're really cool", he said, and Violet looked at him for a moment, blew the smoke out of her mouth, and then smiled.
"Really?", she asked, and Tate came few cents closer to her.
"Really", he said.
"Well, I think you're really cool too", she said, and Tate smiled at her. They were just staring at each others eyes, and just when Tate was about to say something, Violet's dad ruined the moment.
"Violet! What in the world are you doing out, if you are sick? Get back in, now!", he yelled from the frontdoor, and Violet quickly dropped her tobacco to the ground, and stomped over it.
"Fuck", she mumbled, and Tate just laughed and took a quick breath of his smoke, before stomping over it too.
"I guess you gotta go", he said.
"Yeah...", Violet mumbled, and Tate pushed his hands to his pockets as he nodded.
"See you tomorrow, then?", Tate asked, and now it was Violet's turn to nod.
"Bye!", he yelled to Violet who was now already walking in from the gate.
Tate couldn't see, but Violet was smiling from ear to ear.