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Chapter 2
Thoughts

.:Violet:.

She doesn't remember what a soft, warm and dry bed felt like. From being on the streets, she's used to either card board boxes or just the hard cement. Neither of them is soft (although the card board box is a bit softer than the ground but not that much), warm or dry unless it was a warm day. She draped her fingers alone the clean white fabric of the bed before stopping to the pillow. She smiled slightly and pressed her hand against the pillow. It was much softer than the mattress but it smelled of wildflowers in a field on late spring. She couldn't believe she remember the scent from when she was 4. But could she really accept this? She'll be complaining when she'll hit the road again.

She really did appreciate the meal Wu made for her and the hospitality he's offering but this is just for being trained to be a hero. She never wanted attention in her life. She never wanted to be different. Sure she was since she's homeless and she has no parents or family left but she is barely looked upon the people that walk past. If she's a hero, she'll be a role model for everyone in Ninjago. Many innocent people (which she would like to believe) would look up to her to save them and if she can't save them?

Plus she doesn't expect much from the old man. What can he possibly teach her? How can someone that old train someone like her –Violet Emerson – to be a hero of Ninjago? It's too much pressure, everything she do the public will know. She still needs to decide tonight. If it's a no, she'll leave, she won't be a burden to the old man anymore but if it's a yes, she got no idea if she'll regret her decision or not. She could tell what her body is thinking. They're practically yelling out stay for the bed and food but her mind is telling her to fee and don't bother him and her heart is warming up to the idea of saving millions.

But a soft knock interrupted her mind and she turned her head to see Wu in the door way holding his tea pot and a cup of tea. From what she had learned about this man so far is that he has an obsession with tea. She can't deny that it taste horrible.

"Are you done deciding yet?" He asked innocently. She could see the hope that's rising in his eyes. But do you know what part her mouth belongs to? Her body so guess what she said next.

"I'll stay and accept your offer. Thank you for offering hospitality." Her lips said. She wanted to slam her hands against her mouth to prevent them from saying more things without thought but she didn't want to be rude to the man.

"Thank you for accepting. We'll begin training tomorrow and the bathroom is to your right. There are already towels in there." And with that he walked off with a happy tune trailing from his mouth. She felt bad. Why? This is like robbing an old man. Can she really cause this much trouble for Wu?

But he did offer you it so he'll know what the consequences are.

She sighed loudly. She hated that little voice in the back of her head. She truly did. It had been bossing her around but sometimes it could make really good statements and decisions. It's kind of like a friend to her in some ways yet an enemy. Do you ever known that feeling? But this time it had stated a good statement. He did offer her to stay so he'll know what he would have to do to make her stay and the upcoming consequences.

But looking to her right, she saw a door slightly open to reveal a bathroom. She could really use a shower right know… That's if she remembers how to use it.

.::.

She looked at herself in the mirror while the towel wrapped around her body. Sure it was hard trying to turn on the water at first but now she knows how the showers work. She forgot what she looked like, being on the streets with a cloak wrapped around your head without a mirror in sight. She remember when she was young she had her violet eyes which is why her parents called her violet and she had short blonde hair. Now, she still has her purple eyes but her blonde hair turned into a caramel colour with blonde highlights. She skin is no longer covered in dirt but it was a soft creamy colour. She was very pale when she was a kid. She looked back to her black dirty and wet clothes. She didn't want to put them on but she had nothing else to where. Sighing, she picked up her clothes and began to hand wash them with the shop.

In the orphanage, they trained the kids to do chores such as cooking, sewing, washing and cleaning. Violet remembers she hated doing them with a passion. That's only one of the reasons why she left. It was the kids that were there. They were in the same condition she was in, homeless and parentless yet they thought it would make them better to tease others about it and they teased her about her eyes. How they weren't normal. Then they teased her name whenever they think she's doing something violent. Violet and Violent? See how they're almost the same?

Then it was the staff that she hated. The list can go on forever in her mind. She just hope that she won't have to repeat the stuff here. After washing her clothes, she hung them on the shower curtain's railings and went walked back out wrapped with the towel and went onto her bed. All she hopes for now is for Wu not to walk into her room while she's sleeping.