Chapter 1:

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Hey!! I'm back! I decided to write this book cuz I'm a bi chik. Judge me, whatever. But do it to my fucking face. Thank you. Enjoy.
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Violet's POV:

Beep. Beep. Beep. Bee-

SMASH!!! Welp. There goes my last alarm clock. Maybe mom will stop buying me one.

Oh!! Allow me to introduce myself. I am Violet Quinn Howl. I am 16 years old, and I like, more like live for, bands. Such as Metallica, Pierce The Veil, Black Veil Brides, Sleeping With Sirens, etc., etc. Anyway, I have NATURAL baby blue hair, with violet colored eyes. No, they are not colored contacts. I get that question A LOT. It gets annoying sometimes.

"VIOLET!! Did you really break your 13th alarm clock?!?" My mom yelled from the kitchen. i stayed silent and she took that as a yes. I heard her groan, and yell again. "Get dressed, or I'll throw you in the lake!!" My eyes widened, and I ran to get ready. She has did that before. I didn't get up and she threw me in the freezing cold lake in the back of our house. IN THE WOODS!! There are wolves out there!! Not to mention-

"Hurry up!" I was cut out of my thoughts as my mom peaked her head through the door a little just as I finished gathering up my black book bag and skateboard.

"Come on. I'll drive you. I have to go past there anyway," she said as we made our way to the door. "No, mom. It's ok. I'll just ride. It's only like 15 minutes away from the house anyway," I tried to reason. She just shook her head and I sighed in defeat. We climbed in mom's Dodge truck and backed out of the driveway. She has an obsession with trucks, it's really weird.

By the time I looked back up, we were already parked in the school's parking lot. Ah, Davison Miles High school. Best time of my life. Note the sarcasm. "Please try to make friends, Vi. I know it's hard, but please," I could see the pleads in my mother's eyes. I nodded my head as she smiled a sad smile. It's been like this for the past 5 years. I never see that happy smile she smiled for the past years since I was 10. Not since dad and Vince.

"You better go, before we're both late," mom chuckled. I smiled and hopped out of the car and as soon as mom left, I pulled my hood up and took a deep breath. 'You can do this,' I thought. Then, I trudged to the hell hole known to humanity, Davison Miles High.

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Hey!! Sorry it's short, but I felt it was a good place to leave off. Anyway, I will be updating when I get the chance.

Momma Skittles, OUT!!!! ✌🏻️🌈

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