melting [pearlet]

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***Everyone is out of drag but I will still use their drag names. He/him pronouns too.***

   VIOLET

THE first day of school in a new state is always the hardest. Moving from Atlanta to New York to live with my mom and her new "boyfriend." It's a clean slate, I better not fuck this up.

"Honey are you ready?" My mom shuffles down the wooden staircase from our loft in a black pantsuit. She works at an office for god knows what working for god knows who. I'm not very interested in my mom's life but she sure is interested in mine.

"You're going to wear that? On the first day of school?" She scoffs eyeing me up and down with her hands on her hips.

I shrug looking down at my outfit, messy bun with black Dr. Martens and a black t-shirt. "Yeah?"

"Whatever, just get in the car you don't want to be late."

"Whatever you say mother." I spin myself around dragging myself out the door with two big steps.

I sit shotgun with my backpack resting on the floor of the car. My mom and I drive in dead silence, she doesn't care to even say a word to me. Ever since we moved to New York over summer break she hasn't been the same. Those same eyes she looked at me with love now look at me blankly.

She pulls up and slows down at the drop off area in the front of the school courtyard. I get out without hesitation.

She rolls down her window as I walk away from the black Jeep and she sticks her head out, "Come on, make some friends!"

I roll my eyes with my back still turned hoping she'll drive off and embarrass me less. I look down at my schedule. "Hmmm, building seven." I mumble quietly walking down the main hall, "Building seven, building seven, building..." I'm stopped by a boy who looks like someone's nephew who works at Walmart. Pretty average kid.

"Are you looking for building seven?" He asks.

"Uhhh, yeah I am, can you direct me there?"

"Of course, I'm on my way there too. Are you new?"

"Yeah I am actually."

"What's your name, I'm Trixie by the way."

"I'm V-V-Violet..." I slap myself in the head for stuttering.

"Hi V-V-Violet."

He laughs at his own joke and I can't help but laugh along. That one single cackle coming out of his mouth is contagious. The way he slams his hands together throwing his head back letting out a howl can make you smile instantly.