Mr & Mrs Black

Violet.

I walked into my class. The last day of middle school. My long blonde hair sat on my shoulders and bounced as I skipped to my friends.

"Hi guys! I can't wait for the holidays. Then it's the big school" They all nod in agreement.

I grin and we chat before I walk into my class and stand waiting for the teacher, all of a sudden a hand grasps my hand and pulls me back making me gasp and I'm pulled into the coat room.

I look up and it was Spencer. Lucas' best friend that was also my best friend. I smile at him as he starts to talk. Slowly my smile fades away.

"Violet. Lucas. H-He told me to give you this because he won't be able to um..." I frown not knowing what he is trying to say as he places a small black box in my hands. I stare at the box. What is it?

"What. He won't be able to what spencer? Come on. You can trust me..." I try to give him a reassuring smile as I look at him, desperate to know what he is going to tell me about Lucas.

"Lucas left." My face drops and I blink a few times before laughing nervously. I look around desperately trying to find Lucas.

"Okay. This isn't funny anymore. Lucas. Lucas come out! Lucas! Spencer this isn't funny!" He just shakes his head and looks at me. Stepping closer to me.

"He left for New York. He told me to give you the box." I look down and I just feel grey. For a 6th grader I feel like one of those girls in the movies where they are heart broken.

"B-b-but he didn't say bye to me. H-he didn't tell me goodbye spencer." My breathing quickens and I pant almost. I open the box and it's a necklace. With a ring at the end. I saw an engraving was inside. It said:
You always remember your first kiss

After that. I was mad. I never forgave Lucas for leaving. I wore the necklace though. Always. He was my first kiss. Even throughout high school. I didn't kiss another boys lips. They weren't Lucas.

I changed. The good girl turned bad.

••••Five years later••••

Ugh...

I opened my eyes as 'Centuries' began to play, my damn alarm. I rolled over and brushed my hair out of my face before I grabbed my phone and frustratingly tapped the password. It stopped.

Thank god for that

I groaned and lay there, staring at the ceiling. Then I saw my little kitten jump up onto my bed. A smile crept across my face and this little white fur ball crawled over to me.

"Hi. There Genesis" Yeah, I know. A weird name for a cat but I like it, she is just so cute. I picked her up and pulled down my batman tee that I was wearing to bed. I put Genesis on the floor and she ran out with her little paws. I shook my head, laughing at her.

After 30 minutes I was finally finished with my makeup and hair. My clothing choice was just a Black Top with Black distressed jeans. Not to forget my black boots. My pale complexion made my dark berry lipstick stand out and my brown eyes just look bigger with my fabulous makeup skills.

Who am I kidding?

I tripped downstairs and see Christopher. My annoying 18-year old brother, he stands at 6"2 and considering I'm 5"7 in these boots, he still managed to look like some lanky beanstalk. Ever since the age of 16, he started to go to the gym and loved the idea of having muscles. Unlike me, Christopher has Blue eyes that come from my mother. Maybe it's because of that new girlfriend he had.

"Are you alright minion?" He ruffled my hair and I growled at him.

"No. I am not, now that you fucked up my hair!" He sniggered and I shot him a glare. He just rolled his eyes and walked past me. Making sure our shoulders hit. I scoffed and dodged his shoulder.

"Pathetic." Before I heard his reply, my mother came downstairs. She had copper hair that reached her shoulders. Her skin sprinkled with freckles and she is 5"4 but still managed to scare us half to death.

"Hey! You two best not be fighting." She warned us and it made me laugh a little as I turned away before skipping to the kitchen and pushed the door open. My hand clutched my keys as I threw my bag over my shoulder before I heard my phone go off 'ting'. My hand reached to my back pocket and pulled out my phone. The screen flashed up.

7:50am

September 7th, 2017

Bo Taylor - Hey bitch, let's go early so I don't get detention on the first day back? Xoxo

I sighed and groaned loudly, throwing my head back and walked to the front door. I grasped the door handle and pulled the door open.

"Bye mum, bye Sibling!" I closed the door before they could reply. I smiled and put my earphones in. My lips pressed together as I pulled the garden gate open and walked down the small little cul-de-sac that I lived in. I was on the way to hell, then again. I couldn't complain. Hell was where I belonged.