At first sight

We were sitting in biology class listening to our biology teacher, Mrs.smith drone on and on about the skeletal systems of certain vertebrates. Well listening is an exaggeration because half the class were having side conversations in two's and threes. I can see Breana, one of the most popular girls in our year and her two followers taking notes though they might just be the only three people listening but then she does give a new meaning to the word overachiever. She is head cheerleader but is determined not to follow the whole cliche highschool movies of the most popular girls being total mean airheads, so she tries to get perfect grades while being headcheerleader and student council president with a host of other positions that i just can't be bothered to remember. The finals are drawing closer though you would hardly know it by looking at the student body, especially the senior class. I am completely and thoroughly bored. However the topic buzzing today is about a girl named Natalie. Apparently she was the queen bee before she suddenly left the school in the middle of first semester last year,but everyone was yet to mention the incident. I hate small towns. I mean its just two weeks into the semester and i think for everyday that i have been here, people have always found someone to gossip about. They are always so into each others business that i wonder how they can stand it. I have only been here for two weeks and i am already fed up and wish that my purgatory would end already. It just makes me roll my eyes when people say that all girls gossip, i mean i'm a girl and i mind my business just fine, and i don't have problem with anyone unless ofcourse they don't stay out of my business, then i don't make any promises. Well my name is violet ( yeah still wondering what my parents were thinking when they gave me that one) people always joked that they should have just named me violent( well i did live up to the name). I was shipped to this backwater little town in Minnesota by my parents who insisted after my last suspension that a little small town air and sunshine would do my hothead good ( beats me why on earth they would think that, i mean i have never lived in a small town). The reason i got a suspension was even so unfair, one of the stupid boys at my old school keeps calling me violent and expected me not to live up to the name? ( cue eye roll) Explaining that my bursting his nose was thoroughly provoked to the principal proved abortive so i just let them do their worse and somehow my parents and the school guidance counsellor interpreted that as me not being duly remorseful( though i wasn't but still) . Anyways, i am about 5" 9 inches tall, I've got a light tan year round because apparently in my mother's ancestry somewhere in there is an Indian. I have and auburn colored hair, brown eyes, and by some miracle my nose is still straigjt (though that might change anytime soo) i have an okay body, i am a C cup 36 in breast and i think my butt is alright. I have heard some of the guys say i am stacked so there is that. Anyway so here i am in class, clad in the only outfit i feel truly comfortable in( anything black matched with my combat boot and my black leather jacket), i know it sounds so cliched bad girl outfit but i really love me some black.b i love anything in black and it dies go really well with my skin tone. So anyway, there i was sitting on my chair, counting the time and minding my business, then he walked into the class.