chapter 3

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the principal walks in,
"Hello, Mr.smith, this is violet. she was in Mrs. laya's English class but since it's the last nine weeks I decided to switch her to a more advanced class." Mr. smith replies and agrees and then directs her to the only empty desk, the one right beside me.
Let me give you a little info on violet, I've known her since the 7th grade and we've never spoken before besides the whole, "do you have a pen?" , "do you know how to do this" kinda questions. violet was the most beautiful person I've ever known. She has the most beautiful smile and laugh, the kind you could get lost in, she had long beautiful brown dark hair and damn, was she gorgeous. On the other side, she has a boyfriend, Ashton Lane, the most popular guy in school, he was star striker in the school soccer team and was the hottest, most fit guy in our school. there was no competing with him. "Grayson?" I'm sprung out of my thoughts, "Oh, yes, I'm sorry. what did you say?" I look onto the board, were doing a creative writing assignment with a partner. He motions for me to go pick my partner, I stand up and walk to the front of the class, I pick a paper out of this box and unfold it. "Violet"

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