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Ch.1

As I walked out of class, I sighed in relief. Thank God it ended, I was about to whack the teacher's ass! In class, I was drooling. No, not because there was a hot dude but of boredom. I walked to my locker and got out my books but gritted my teeth when I saw who was standing next to me. Great, she just needs to make by day even more dreadful.

"You're not wanted in this school." The school's bimbo, April sneered, making me glare. "Shut up." I pushed her backwards, making her stumble. Being outraged is an understatement. I am frustrated, annoyed and angry. I've gone through a horrible day and I don't need anyone else to worsen my already foul mood. April stared at me with disgust then looked at her group of fake barbies.

"Let's go." She motioned for them to go after her. I watched as her 'followers' walked behind her like lost puppies. I slammed my locker shut and held my books in one hand. Everyone in the hallway was gawping at the scene that happened but looked away when they saw me glaring at them. I chuckled lowly as I moved down the hall to my class, stupid idiots.

I passed a couple of classes but stood in my place when I saw the jocks making fun of the school's nerd, Nathan. Anger flashed through my whole body. How dare they! The thing that I hate about jocks the most is that they humiliate the people who they think are lower than themselves. I strolled in their direction and pushed whoever was in front of me away until I was standing in front of the football captain, Derek. The sickening smirk that was on his face made me want to beat the crap out of him but I held myself back.

"Get out of here." I stated, my tone was dead serious. I stared at Derek with challenging eyes. If he knew what was best for him, then he'll back down. Luck was on his side since he thought of the consequences before making another move. Derek nodded then turned around and walked away after shooting Nathan a glare.

"Thanks." Someone whispered. I looked at Nathan to see him sweating but he was giving me a grateful smile. I nodded, showing no kind of emotion before continuing on to my class. Like always, all of the students got out of my way in fear. The bell rang making everyone run around to reach their classes but I kept my pace slow.,Who cares about school?

I banged my classroom door open and entered ignoring my teacher's shouts, I'm sick of them. I sat in the last row and put my notebook on the table before opening it and sketching an outline of a wolf. The teacher sighed frustrated and resumed explaining the lesson. It was time for me to zone out.

I am Violet White. I am seventeen years old and have no friends. My family is dead and I am an outcast in this school; no one dares to talk with me. I'm known for being the tough and serious, that's why most students hate me. I have long black silk hair and violet eyes. That's why they called me Violet. I am 5'6 tall with an hour glassed shape figure. A folded paper was lying next to my notebook so I looked up to see April whispering in a guy's ear while giggling, stupid Barbie.

I unfolded the small paper and gritted my teeth when I read what was written. "You're a freak." I ripped the paper into small, tiny pieces and continued with my drawing. Sometimes, I wish I could hold her by the throat and split her into two halves. Yeah, I hate her.

I narrowed my eyes when I saw the teacher's hand on my table, Mrs. Hartley. She's the worst teacher that you could ever find on this planet. She's the chubby red head that has a strict attitude and likes to make her students' life's a living hell. I have always disliked her, from the moment I saw her two years ago, I knew that she was evil.

"Over what were the countries fighting on in World War II, Miss White?" Mrs. Hartley asked with an evil glint in her eyes. I knew that she wanted me to embarrass myself in class but I just shrugged and crossed my arms. "I have no idea." I muttered in a boring tone, looking at the teacher dead in the eye, her eyes held so much anger behind.

"Why aren't you paying attention Miss White?" She tried to control herself by taking deep breaths but I knew that she was seconds away from kicking me out of class. "Because I'm bored to death and you're a lousy teacher." I paused before continuing. "Plus, you're boring." I stated in a matter-of-fact tone, making the whole class stare at me with shock.

"Out of my class Miss White. To the principal's office! Now!" Miss Hartley boomed, her voice sending chills down my spine but I held my ground. I put my notebook and pen in my bag and raced out of the room while clenching my fists. Everyone was watching me intently, waiting for me to start a fight with my teacher but I shook my head and opened the door, walking out.

Before I got the chance to close it, I heard April say, "Good thing she's gone, no one likes her." I walked down the hall to the principal's office then sat on the waiting chairs. Amelia, his secretary was looking into some papers. She didn't care or ask any questions about the reason I was here which I was glad for.

"The principal is waiting for you Violet." I heard her voice ringing in my ears, making me stand up straight and entered the office, holding my head up high. The principal was in his usual suit with the black tie and sighed when he saw me. "Have a seat." He ushered and I sat down. He looked at me with eyes that said 'explain, right now!' so I justified the reason of my visit.

Principal Edgar rubbed his temples and looked at me with determined eyes. His dark brown eyes were tired from all the stress and his white hair was neatly combed. "I was talking to your Uncle, Connor White?" He looked at me waiting for my answer and I nodded.

"He informed me that you're moving in with him." That shocked me. Why? Why did he want me to move in with him? Isn't my life ruined enough? I nodded and looked at the door. I wanted to get out of here as fast as I could. The principal noticed my discomfort and allowed me to exit, his face held no sign of emotion.

I held my back in my left hand and walked out of the office, biting my tongue. Once no one was around, I ran out of school as fast as my feet could take me.

I live with my aunt because my parents died two years ago. Yes, my parents did die and my soul died with them. I'm no longer the funny, sweet girl that everybody loved but the tough and strict tomboy that everyone despises.

Before my parent's death, I was a completely different person. I used to prank and socialize with everyone but I was crushed when I saw the horrific scene that was in front of me two years ago.

Flashback

"It's you and me. Moving at the speed of light into eternity. Tonight is the night. To join me in the middle of ecstasy" I watched the moon as Chris Brown's forever blared throw my earphones. To say I love this song is a crime against nature. I am in love with this song.

I sighed as the wind blew and adverted my gaze to the small pond in front of me. I looked at the clock and noticed that it was 11:00 p.m. already. I guess I have to go to the house or mom will have a heart attack.

I looked at the scenery in front of me for the last time and turned around, walking back to my house. Dad always said that walking in the forest at night was dangerous, but what can I say, I'm adventurous.

Even with Dad's constant warnings, I couldn't stay away from the forest that's near our house. We've been living here for three years and from the beginning, I've visited the forest one day after another.

When I'm in the middle of the woods, I always feel comfortable, free even. I could think of anything and let all the bad memories fade away. I stepped on a branch but kept on going. It was darker than it usually was tonight.

I saw a small light from behind a tree further ahead and walked faster, wondering what happened. As I took more steps, the light became bigger, making me run faster. What was going on?

Soon, all I could see was the house on fire. Our house on fire. I was too shocked as I looked at the house that I didn't realize the people around me. A fireman pulled me backwards telling me to stay away but I was too shocked to answer him. I finally realized what was happening and struggled to get out of his grip.

"Little girl, you have to stay here!" He said firmly. I looked at him with tears in my eyes. I couldn't believe this was actually happening. "What? My family's in there! Let me go!" I yelled as I continued struggling. The man pulled me back and put both of his hands on my shoulder staring at me with sympathetic eyes.

"You can't go in there. We're trying our best to save your family." The man said with sweat leaking down from his forehead. He ushered someone to come and soon, I was being pulled away by a woman. I looked at her face; the only thing that I saw was that she had freckles.

"Honey, we have to stay here and ask you a couple of questions." She said and I looked at her with disbelief. I can't believe it! My family's in a fire and she wants to ask me questions?

"What? My family's in there! I have to go!" I screamed at the top of my lungs and started to run towards the house but was held back by two men. There were shouts from the people around me, making me sob.

End of Flashback

I walked out of school, clutching my bag with one hand while the other was clenched into a fist. I couldn't believe this was happening to me again! I felt tears prickle my eyes but blinked them away. I wouldn't show any weakness from now on.

I took the usual shortcut from the school to my house or in this case, my Aunt's house. When my parents died, I had to move in with Aunt Carla. Aunt Carla is cool. She loves me as if I'm one of her children, which I am grateful for. I used to go to a psychologist but stopped when the others noticed that there was no use.

The main reason for going to the psychologist was attempting suicide. I wanted to die a short period after my parents died but Aunt Carla was there to call 911.

I felt like everything was taken away from me. Every night, I sat in my room and wondered: Why did this happen to me? Many questions go through my mind but they remain unanswered.

I spotted the house a few feet away and walked faster. Does my aunt have any idea of this, of me going with my uncle to another place? A part of me said, of course she has an idea, when another part disagreed. Once I was near the house, I saw Aunt Carla waiting for me outside the door.

She was in her usual plain clothes and red apron. Aunt Carla had dark blue eyes that were similar to my mother's. Aunt Carla had dark golden curls that stop at her waist. She had a smile that could brighten any person's world.

"Good afternoon sweetie." She greeted. I gave her a small smile before entering the house. The house I was living in was normal. It consists of four rooms; a living room and three bedrooms. I looked at the usual white walls then ran up to my room. I knew that my aunt wanted to talk to me.

I entered my bedroom and threw my bag on my bed. My room is blue and white. My twin sized bright blue bed was in the middle of my room while my white closet was on the other end of the room. My curtains were blue and I had a window next to my closet that had a view of everything outside.

Someone knocked on the door, making me turn. I was not surprised when I saw Aunt Carla behind the door. She has a timid smile on her face as she closed the door quietly. She took a few steps then sat on the bed, patting the space next to her.

I realized that she wanted me to sit next to her so I moved forward and sat beside her. I knew what she wanted to say. 'Violet dear, I know you're under a lot of stress but you have to travel and go to your uncle's school.'

"Honey, your uncle called me today and-" she sighed and rubbed her temples. "You have to pack and be ready tomorrow morning. You're moving to your Uncle's school." I thought I saw sorrow in her eyes but mentally shook my head; everyone pitied me.

"Ok." I answered quickly before standing up and walking to the bathroom, closing the door behind me. I put my hands on the sink and closed my eyes; everything was going to repeat again. New life, new school, being an outcast, everything's going to change again.

After a few minutes, I got out of the bathroom and saw no one in my room so I plumbed on my bed sighing as I thought of what will happen. Soon, I was drifting off and at last, I fell asleep.

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"Violet, it's time to go!" My Aunt yelled. I zipped my suitcase and walked out of my room, holding the case in one hand. I was wearing dark blue denim jeans with a black jacket that had a panda drawing on the side.

I saw my aunt standing next to the stairs and had a small smile on her face. When I reached the base of the stairs, I was pulled into a hug. "I'm going to miss you." She murmured in my ear. I patted her on the back and smiled a little when she pulled away.

"Me too." I whispered before walking out of the house. I gasped when I saw a black Limo in front of me. The driver who was wearing a black suit opened the door then took the suitcase from my hand when I entered. As the Limo moved, I saw my aunt waving so I waved back. I looked at the trees passing by and sighed. I know that the future will hold many surprises, but I hope they are good ones.