We are the spark that lights the flame.

A new start.

Violet's POV:
"Violet! Come on its time to wake up, its time for your first day at school!"
I woke up to see the "horrifying" sight of my older sister, Hayley, she already went to the school i was going to called Belleville high. I was only going to Belleville high temporarily whilst my school Greenhill got its shit together and became safer. New Jersey being New Jersey, a guy got stabbed by a student so they have been shut down while they try and make the school better, but it will never change i call it Greenhell for a reason. I got up from my messy bed and stared at my Green Day posters then to my new uniform. A white blouse with a tight fitted blue blazer, a bright red tie and a black pleated skirt, i got changed into it, putting on my black tights and straightened my blue scene fringe, my whole hair was a bright light blue that suited me more than my natural colour. I put on my new blazer and sneakers seeing as my school shoes from Greenhell were recked. "Good morning Violet!" My Mom cheerfully said and poured me some coffee in a flask as i quickly grabbed my black and red tartan patterned rucksack and my coffee."Morning." I replied then i rolled up my blazer sleeves, popped in my earphones and started to listen to Green Day.
On the way to Belleville high, i walked past Greenhill high, i saw some of my teacher walking in and some of the cleaners cleaning up some last minute stuff. I sighed and then soon enough i arrived at Belleville. I walked up the white stairs that led into the building, there was tons of students, younger ones, older ones and ones my age by the looks of it, but i couldn't help but feel like everyone i walked past was staring at me, i unplugged my earphones and stopped my music putting both earphones and phone in my pocket. I walked to the receptionists desk that was near the principles office and said.
"Erm excuse me but ive been transferred here from Greenhill high? Im not sure what to do?"
The receptionist looked a lot like Skinners mother in the Simpsons,
"Ah right, your Violet Springs correct?" I simply just nodded then she gave me a pen and a form to fill. "You are in 11th grade yes?" I nodded again as she took back the form and her glasses slid to the end of her pointy boney nose. "Follow me and i will take you to your class, this is your schedule and im sure your classmates will help you." She handed me my schedule which said on Monday (which was today and this week), first period: CHEMISTRY: ROOM B5.
And right away the receptionist took me to room B5 and which i was greeted to a ton of beefy jocks, cheerleaders with blonde hair and short skirts.
"Professor Wentz, this is Violet Springs, shes from Greenhill school and got transferred here for a while." I looked up at the teacher who was called Professor Wentz, "Its a pleasure to meet you Violet, i am Professor Wentz, but you join with your classmates and call me sir." I shook his hand and he pointed me in the direction of a group table at the side of the class. I sat down in the seat that Sir had told me is always empty and the others would be filled when they eventually arrived...
The first thought in my head was, are they kind, who are they, outcasts or populars? All of a sudden 5 boys came in escorted by a teacher, a tall skinny boy with glasses and brown hair, a boy with a majestic afro, a small black haired boy, a guy with dirty blonde hair and blue eyes came and sat down on the table and then finally the last seat was filled. The one opposite of me was filled by a tall, long black-haired boy with stunning brown eyes and pale-ish skin sat down, it was silent until the small one spoke up and said, "Hi im Frank Iero, this is Bob Bryar, Ray toro and Mikey and Gerard Way, and you are?" Frank pointed to each of them as he said their names which i quickly memorised in my head. "Oh im Violet, Violet Springs, its nice to meet you all."