Who am I ?

Chapter2

Violet POV

Waking up in the morning is not my thing. I hate having to wake up looking like a tornado hit me dead in the face. My mother Diva always forces me up to go to school , I mean whats the point in going if I'm not going to be there for long. Oh by the way I'm in high school at the moment 12th grade in fact. Anyway as I was saying, My mom is a carefree person but when it comes to school she's my personal dictator ! Getting up and getting dress I head for the kitchen . Seeing a muffin that was blueberry I grab it and head for the door but before I could leave my dad calls me for a goodbye . Rolling my eyes I hug him and give my mom a kiss on the check before running out the door.

10 minutes later...

This school is bigger then I thought it would be. West City High is one of the top schools in the world . I wouldn't be surprised at all if I see someone famous here. That I knew was never going to happen. Walking toward the front office I spot a group of students by some lockers looking right at me. Me being shy I look toward the ground and walk away quickly .

5 minutes later...

Finally getting my classes from a nice lady named Ms.Sho , I walk towards room number 345 for home room . Entering the class I spot the teacher who was writing something at his desk. Walking up to him telling him politely that I was new . The man looked up at me and smile, standing up he told me to stand in front if the class. In a loud soft deep voice he introduce me to the class. Asking my name I told him my name was Violet. Shaking his head he told me to tell him who I really was and I stared at him as if he had two heads . I repeated myself and told him that Violet was my name He look at me with a now mad expression on his face. Talking once again he told the class my name was Victoria. I looked at the teacher with a confused look . Ignoring the look on my face, he turned to face me and told me to sit next to a girl with blue hair and a girl with dark black hair. Going toward the seat I spot a boy looking at me with a cold stare. A boy sitting right next to him was also looking at me with a grin on his cute face. Looking away from the two boys , I quickly walk to my seat and sit down.