"violets POV
when we got to the party it was packed with girls running around with boxes on their heads and idiotic teenagers. I sigh and glare at Sierra and Francesca for making me come. "Hey babe" Someone sneaks up behinds Sierra. "Hi Michael" Sierra squeaks "hey Valentina" Michael calls me by my first name. I glare at him and turn my attention to a Francesca who is eating the face of Luke. I sigh. When I turn around to find Sierra, she is no where to be find. I let out a frustrated sigh and make my way upstairs. I try to find the bathroom but walk in on 7 people. i finally find one but there is a girl puking in there. "Get out" I instruct. She looks at me but obeys before flushing the toilet. I sit on the floor and let out some frustrated Tears for allowing Sierra and Francesca for talking me into this. "Yeah hold on I'll be right ba- oh hello" someone says coming into the bathroom. I hesitantly whipe away the tears and his face softens. "Hey What's wrong?" he asks "nothing" I mumble making my way out. Be tugs my sleeve and I gasp. He looks at me funny but I look down. "What's up? for real this time" he crosses his arms. "I um I'm not used to parties and my friends left me so yeah" I mutter. "What's your name? I've seen you around" he states "Valentina. But I go by Violet" I mumble. "Ashton." He states. "That's a nice name. valentina" he repeats. "No it's not. I'm named after a spice" I laugh and so does he. "Do you wanna hang out with me?" he asks "sure. Just you? or..." "just me." He cuts me off. I sigh in relief and follow him. He shows me to a room and locks the door. "So. What you wanna do?" he asks. i shrug and he sighs. "Truth?" he asks I nod unsure of what that is and he explains" it's like truth or dare but no dare. You have to answer every question and if you don't you have to kiss the person who asked" he smirked "damn hormonal teenagers" I mumble and he laughs. "Are you a vergin?" he asks right away. I am shocked by his answer and he chuckles. "Yeah"i mumble. He nods and continues. "Who do you hate most at the school" he asks. "No one really. I'm not very social" I explain. "You should. That outfit looks great on you" he complements I blush and thank him. "And I like your hair. What color is this?" he asks. I look at him and say "black with violet ends" "ahh like your name"he says "yeah. It's always been my favorite color. I have a sister whose name is Magenta and she loves magenta" I explain "it runs in the family" I add. He chuckles "oh. I'm an only child" he frowns "your so lucky!" I exclaim. "How?" he asks "siblings are a pain." I state. "No. I wish I had a little sister to be protective over"he frowns. I look at him and smile. "How old are you?" I ask "18"he excalaims. My eyes jump out of my head "I don't go to school their. My cousin does and she gets in a lot of trouble" he explains I laugh and he joins. "I'm 16" I frown. "Awh. A youngster" he says pinching my cheeks. I playfully glare at him while swatting his hand away" "the music stops and we hear yelling. "Shit. The cops!" Ashton hisses. "What? Why would they be here?" I ask. "Underage drinking and marajana." He explains. "We gotta go!" he hisses. "But my freinds." After that, Francesca and Sierra Burst in. "Can we go now?" Ashton smiles. "Hell yes" I mumble claiming out the window. We all start running to Francesca's car and I sigh. "I hate you sierra" I yell. "I love you too!" she yells back. Francesca speeding away.
