III. New Year; New Rules.

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Poster to the side of the main character, 'Violet Green' , played by the beautiful 'Maia Mitchell' from 'The Fosters'. Her eyes though. (^o^) #HazelEyesOnFleek

III. New Year, New Rules.

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I twirl around heading in the direction of class. I breathe in, and out, trying to relax my nerves.

Okay, there's nothing to worry about, Violet; just a couple of rule-breakers that you can totally handle. Just relax! I wish my Dad were here right now; I could use a little bit of that yoga soothing magic.

I place my hands over my forehead for a bit, trying to relax.

“Ahem! This is your Principal speaking,” a voice echoes across the hallways, over the speakers. “If you're still in the hallways, well... you shouldn't be. And if anyone knows the whereabouts of Miss Green, the Body President, tell her to please report to my office as soon as possible. This is your Principal signing out.” The voice dies down. “Oh and Spaghetti & Meatball Tuesday has been pushed up to Monday. Have a Meatghetti Monday folks!” he says once more.

“We're having spaghetti?” Lindsey cries out.

“Geez! Why the 'signing out' part?” Jack furrows his brows.

“Be brave.” Jeremy then says to me, turning to head for class.

"Later!" Jack also says, heading away.

“We have English together,” Mia shrugs her shoulders, stepping in front of me. “I'll see you in class, Vi. Good luck and don't go rogue on me.” She shakes my shoulders. “You know I can't last five minutes in English class!” she winces, before smiling and turning to leave.

Lindsey also faces me head on. “Listen to me; face that Principal like a beast!” she also gives words of advice. Sorta. “And if you get scared, say 'Katakata kamakama' as many times as possible; and if you get tongue tied, which I always do, think about Justin Bieber!” She smiles, and then turns to catch up with Mia. “Bye Violet! Break a leg! Not literally!”

The corners of my lips slightly curve, as I keep staring through the hallways, which slowly empties itself of teenagers; with me knowing fully well I haven't still uttered a word. I then pace around for approximately five seconds, before finally deciding to face whatever the Principal has to say. Oh, dear!

I turn on the last bend, as I view the office up ahead. “Okay, kata-something kama- what now?!” I try reciting Lindsey's chant, but it turned out to be a failure. “Okay... Phew! Here goes nothing!” I mutter to myself, walking straight to the office and then placing three bold knocks on the door, then remembering I even actually missed my supposed appointment with the Principal this morning.

Gah! And my mum reminded me!

"Come on in.” I hear an immediate reply a few seconds later, which is probably obviously the Principal.

I gently open the door, applying one of my glorious yet very anxious smiles onto my face. "You called for me, Sir?" I say sharply.

"Oy! Miss Green. I thought you went awol again!"

Oy?!

"Uh, Mr. Walsh; I totally forgot I was supposed to meet you this morning. It skipped my mind... Like phew!" I reply.

"Well, 'skipped my mind' is what's going to happen, when parents stop admitting their kids here. Have you not noticed the level of rule-breaking repeating itself?" Principal Walsh questions. "And I just applied for the 'California Teachers District Division Program' (CTDDP), last week!"

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