Violets POV
BEEP.
BEEP.
BEEP.
I cautiously open my eyes and reach out a sweaty hand to grab my gold iPhone 5s. Tapping vigorously at the screen to turn of my alarm, Callum walks in. He's been sleeping in the spare room, and the alarm obviously woke him.
"I'm sorry I woke you." I say, but he smiles down at me.
"You woke me up in time for school." We laugh, and I can't help but stare at his shirtless torso, it looks perfect. He sits down on my bed sheets, and we scroll through our instagram accounts, liking and commenting on recent photos.
"Oh look who it is." Sighs Callum, passing me his phone. I see a photo of my ex-boyfriend Jack, kissing Summer roughly. His black hair and tanned skin matching perfectly with Summer's blonde waves and pale skin. The photo clearly wasn't taken by themselves, because Summer was running her hands along his back and Jacks were touching her butt. Biting my lip, I look up at Cal, and pass his phone back. Although I love Callum Ross a lot, my breakup with Jack was really hard.
"They're just trying to make us jealous. Anyway, whats Max Brett going to think of this?" I try to stay positive, but it's difficult to look at what good has come from Callum and I being together.
"VIOLET, THE BUS GOES IN 10 MINUTES!"
Summer's POV
I strut into school, giving evils to the uncool kids and blowing kisses to my boys. As I reach my classroom and enter in, I spot one girl sitting at the back, headphones in, leaning back on the chair. She has a honey-coloured ponytail, brown eyes and a visible belly button piercing. It's Violet Garcia.
Smirking at her weirdness, I take my usual window seat and pull out my Chanel powder and brush and my rose gold iphone 6s plus. I play Fetty Wap loudly and begin to swirl the powder over my cheeks. After about a minute, Violet speaks.
"I saw your instagram post last night, cheating again are we?" I turn around to face her and grin.
"So? Max won't care?"
"But what if I show it to him. Max doesn't have an account does he? So you wouldn't expect him to do that?"
Hastily, I walk over the Violet, swearing loudly at her.
"If you even dare to show him I will-"
"I'll do it now then." She shrugs and approaches the door, but I jump out of my seat and run over to her, grasping her ugly hair in my hand tightly.
"GET OFF ME!" She cries, whimpering in pain. But, I tighten my grasp and fling her across the room, sending her flying.
BANG.
Violet lands quickly on a metal table at the back of the room. Laughing, I watch her wincing with pain. Struggling to get up, she looks down at her right leg, which is soaked in scarlet blood.
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THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO TILLY, I KNOW YOU'RE READING THIS
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