Misconceptions

Part 1

A/N: This is an AU, takes place in high school. I didn't like AU's at first, but after reading several I started to love the idea of imagining how things might be if Violet and Clementine met each other under more real circumstances. This is Violentine. I originally meant this to be a one-shot but the more I wrote the more I wanted to write. It's much longer than I intended and I may do a part two if anyone is interested.

"I freaking hate that Everett girl!" Violet fumed from the back of the classroom to no one in particular.

"What?" Louis leaned in, "Clementine?"

"Yes, ClEmEnTiNe," Violet said in a mocking voice, "Even her name makes me sick, like, oooh, look at me, I'm soooo special, I was named after a fruit," Louis raised an eyebrow at her before looking at the brown haired girl sitting in the front row, hand raised ready to answer the teacher's question. "I hate her stupid face, I hate her stupid white sundress and her dumb pigtails."

"I think she's cute." Louis shrugged.

Brody leaned into the conversation. "Isn't she dating that Gabe guy anyway?"

"No," Louis answered, "they broke up weeks ago. Violet's just frustrated because she thinks Clementine's hot, but she's into dudes. Maybe I should ask her out?"

"You kids in the back, zip it." the teacher yelled. Violet slunk lower in her seat.

"You would ask that teacher's pet out Louis? Really? Look at her." Violet whispered gruffly. "Pick me pick me! I'm sooOOoo perfect." Violet cruelly imitated, raising her hand slightly. Clementine's head half turned at her words and she slowly dropped her hand into her lap.

"I think she heard you." Brody whispered.

"I don't care, good. Someone ought to tell her she's a suck up." Violet shrugged, "I mean, she's a year below us, she's only a Sophomore and she's in all of our freaking classes. I'm getting tired of staring at the back of her head all day, always raising her dumb hand, kissing all the teacher's butts."

"You just wish she was kissing your-," Louis started before Violet punched him in the arm.

"Ow!" he yelped.

"You two in the back, you're staying after for detention!" the teacher shouted.

"Thanks a lot." Louis grumbled.

"Big deal." Violet shrugged.

"As I was saying," the teacher began again, "Group reports are due in a month, partners are posted on the classroom door, please look at it on your way out. Partners are non negotiable so no asking for trades. Your growing up, sometimes you have to learn to work with people you don't get along with, deal with it." As soon as he finished talking the bell rang." Louis and Violet, please stay behind." Brody frowned at her friends, waving at them as she headed out.

Violet stared angrily at Clementine as she neatly packed everything in her backpack and got up to leave. Clementine stopped at the door on her way out, waiting for the mass of students to move out of the way. Some students cheered as the found their name, others grumbled but when Clementine found her name, Violet saw her hand drop to the side and look back warily in Violet's direction before taking a deep breath and moving out of the classroom.

Violet's heart dropped, it couldn't be. She wanted to jump out of her seat and look at the list immediately but the teacher was standing over her and Louis, arms crossed. He set down a spray bottle and some rags. "Clean the desks, pick up the trash, straighten up the chairs." Without another word he moved back to his desk, sat down and began grading papers.