Violet

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The bus driver pulled into the school's driveway and yelled so the whole bus good hear, "Honor students your stop."

Me, Xavier and a few others got off as the bus drove around to the normal school's entrance. The school is a big, brick building it's known for its size and being the number 1 school in Smithonia not to mention expensive. The sidewalk that led to the "Honor Entrance" is newly paved every year, and fresh flowers are planted along it. The waterpark is just around the corner when you walk in. Xavier started towards the doors, "Violet?"

I smiled and followed him to the entrance.

The hallway was filled with lockers, and classrooms. The girls lockers are on the left side and the boys are on the right. My locker is the first one on left, and Xavier's is the fifth one on the right. Each locker has a lock with a programed fingerprint scan. A former student that graduated the year I came engineered all of them so nobody could hack into them. Mr. Lukas and Mr. Hoffman are the only two who can change the fingerprint scans.

Pretty much everything in the school is high tech because half of the students can break in and/or hack into just about anything. Saige Monroe is one of them. Saige has always been mean to everyone, but I got on her soft side when I showed her some tips for basketball.

When I first met Saige, she pushed me down and bullied me so bad I went home and didn't want to come back. My mom told me to kill her with kindness, and eventually she would back off. So I did, and it worked, and I found that when you befriend Saige her twin brother Samuel is nice to you, too.

The five minute bell rang, and as usual that's my cue to go to class. There is a ten minute bell, also, but we usually miss it because we ride the bus.

I walked into the classroom. The bookshelves were packed with books, and the chalkboard had a new seating arrangement written on it. Posters were plastered on the walls most of them were about being talented or being an honor student is an honor. I sat down in the front desk and started working on my research paper. A few minutes later the bell rang to start class, but I didn't get to comfortable because Mr. Lukas's voice went over the P.A. System.

He seemed nervous as he spoke, "Violet Monroe, Xavier Creed, Zahra Zesiro, Samuel and Saige Olson please report to the school office immediately." He repeated it twice more, and then Mr. Hoffman mumbled something I couldn't understand.

Our teacher told us we could go, but this better not be a trick.

One former student that graduated the year after I came pulled a prank to get out of class. The day before he went to Mr. Lukas's office and recorded him saying a variety of different words. He took the recordings home and put them together. He overheard Mr. Lukas and Mr. Hoffman talking about having a family breakfast with their wives (Mr. Lukas and Mr. Hoffman's wives are sisters) so they wouldn't be at school during the first half of the day enabling him to put together a false trip to the principal's office without the principle denying it. But he had a small problem. Mr. Lukas and Mr. Hoffman always lock the office when they leave, and the P.A. System's microphone is in there. Then the kid remembered something he had seen in the office. A little book bag with a name tag that read: Property of Phoebe Hoffman. The vice principal's daughter so she must have a key to the office. For the rest of the day he followed her around, and it paid off because he saw Mr. Hoffman give the key to Phoebe. Phoebe put it in her coat pocket that was sitting on the bench behind her then hugged her father. While Phoebe wasn't looking the kid went behind her and took the key out of her pocket. Mr. Hoffman didn't see what he was doing, because he made it look like he was winded from playing basketball and he was just taking a break. In his right hand he had a towel over the coat pocket to cover up what he was doing.

Xavier and I continued down the hallways till we eventually got to the center of the school where the office is located. When we walked in Mr. Lukas was on the phone talking to someone, and judging by the tone he was using he must've been talking to a parent or student. He smiled as we came in and pointed to the chairs, but continued his conversation. 

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