Knee highs

O-n-e

Though I do like the feeling of sand through my toes, I'd much rather cling to my knee highs.
A very modest option, if you ask me.
Unless it is just the knee highs you are wearing.
I've always had a very special connection with my socks. They've always appealed to me, ever since I picked out my first pair in 3rd grade.
*
I pull a white blouse over my head causing my hair to frizz up a bit.
Then I pull up my short plaid skirt, till it's mid thigh. I pull my knee socks up till they are under my skirt, maybe even a bit shorter.

"Violet? Are you ready?" My father asks as he walks into my room.
"Yes daddy." I say as I grab my purse.

I wouldn't say we were Rich, maybe just wealthy millionaires. That's all.

I hop into my fathers rolls-Royce. I picked it out, it was my favorite car by far.

"Father?" I ask as he starts the engine.
"What is it darling?" He asks me.
"Oh it's nothing, I was just wondering if mother was ever coming home?
I see his fist clench and he shakes his head "no. I don't think so."
And my everyday question was still a question. I'd never know if she was coming, I could never remember her anyway.
*
"Violet you're late." My teacher scorns me as I walk into class.
"And so are you, those shoes are way last year." I smile, I hear a few giggles around the room.
"Take your seat."
I smirk and pick my seat next to one of the cutest boys in school.
Taylor caniff.

"Hey Taylor." I smile while sitting down.
"Hi?" He says it in a question form, like he doesn't know who i am or like he hates me or something.

I try to ignore my doubts but I cannot seem to get it off my chest.

"What are you doing after school?" I ask him hoping he'd change his tone.
"Hanging out with some friends..why?" And sadly his attitude remains. Oh mr. Caniff of you weren't so cute I'd slap that bandana right off your hair.
"Oh. Just wanted to see if you wanted to chill."
"You want to chill? Fine come to my house and we'll chill." He winks.
I didn't know how to think about this. Was he being sexual or is this his personality?
*
Classes went by real fast. I hurried home to change.
I walked into my house and kiss my fathers cheek, as he sips his coffee at the kitchen table.
I run upstairs to my room and quickly decide on an outfit.

A short black skater skirt, and a floral crop top.

I slip on the items, leaving my white knee socks and black sneakers on.

"Daddy.I'm borrowing the car!" I say as I run down stairs.
"Okay darling bring it back in one piece." My father kids.

I grab the car keys and hop into the car.
*
15 minutes and 18 seconds later I arrive at Taylor's. His house is nice, it's mostly windows.

I knock four times until someone opens the door.

I furrow my eyebrows. "Who are you." A blue eyed kid asks me.
"I can ask you the same thing." I say.
"Hey violet." Taylor says as he comes up from behind blue eyes.
"Come in." Taylor tells me and I squeeze my way in between blue eyes kid and the door post.

I walk in and notice two things.
1) so many boys. 2) they are all hot as fuck.
"Guys this is violet." Taylor introduces me.

"Violet this is; Cameron, Matthew, jack gilinsky, and jack Johnson. Oh and that's Nash." Taylor says as he points to blue eyed kid.

"Violet, that's a pretty dope name." A blonde tells me.

I smile not knowing what to say.

"Taylor I'm just gonna use the bathroom where is it?" I ask trying to sort out my thoughts.

"Down the hall to the right."

I walk down the hall to the right, wishing just Taylor as here.
*
Three minutes pass and I figure it's time to show my face again.

I walk out of the bathroom closing the door quietly.

And then I see a boy. A quite attractive one of I do say so myself.
Even more attractive then Taylor.

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Hellooo.
My name is Blake:)
And this is a Cameron Dallas fan fiction.
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(The girl in the last pic is violet.)