No One Like Violet

Prologue

Violet Greene.

Whenever the name was spoken, it seemed as if the world stopped. Everyone stopped whispering, everyone stopped chatting with their buddies, everyone just -- stopped. As if they were frozen in time.

Of course, this moment didn't last forever -- only for a second, I suppose. But, it happened. And until this day, I still wonder why it happens. It's strange, really.

Whenever you walk through the halls of Evergreen High School, you can see her glowing above the rest. Her beautiful, light violet eyes. I guess that's where she got her name.

I have to admit, she's the most preposterous human being here -- if she is human. By now, it almost seems as if she's some kind of, well, goddess or something.

She's gorgeous beyond levels. Her brown hair seems to flow like a river down her back. Her face lights up when she smiles. Her teeth are as white as snow. Almost like she used some kind of whitener on them. She's perfect size, perfect shape -- but everyone, for some reason I can't explain, hates Violet.

Except for me. It seems like I'm the only person in the world that loves the pride Violet emits from her body, the aroma of flowers that just comes naturally when she's around.

I hate to say this, but, I'm almost a little jealous of her beauty.

Call me whatever you want, but honestly. If you saw Violet, if you could just see her beauty (which practically gives her a little aura, somehow,) if you could just stare into those gorgeous, violet eyes -- what would you think? What would you do?

When Violet first arrived at Evergreen High, none of us knew what to do. We all just stood there, looking like complete idiots, staring at her. Shocked.

This is the story of Violet Greene. The story that hasn't ever been told before -- until now.