My Fanfic Life(Revised)

Chapter 4

(Violet POV)

*Flashback to earlier in 6th grade*"Hey, Marcela what are you reading that's so funny?" I ask."Oh. I'm just texting Carter.""Carter?" I ask in a questioning tone."You know Carter Thorne?" She said all nonchalantly."Carter Thorne?!" I say a little too loudly. A few people turn around to give me a weird look."Sorry," I say softly."Carter Thorne?" I yell/whisper while looking around to see if I was too loud again. No one turned around, so I knew I was in the clear."Yes?" She says while raising an eyebrow; signaling she was confused by my reaction."You know Carter Thorne?""Yes?""Woah!""What's with you?""What do you mean 'What's with me' YOU ARE TALKING TO CARTER THORNE!" Once again being loud. Those same few people turned their heads. I just waved them off."Violet, I don't understand you sometimes. What's so special about Carter?""Uh maybe that HE'S WELL-KNOWN!""What the fuck is well-known?""It's like popular, but I don't like saying that so I say well-known.""First of all, you're weird. Second of all, Carter is not well known.""Uh, yes, he is.""Uh no, he isn't.""Yes, he is.""Ok, Ok. How is Carter well-known?""Well *clears throat* everyone knows him. He likes Grace and rumor has it she likes him. So they are like the hot couple. He hangs out with the other well-known people. And yea he's well-known." I say in complete seriousness."Violet, Carter is just a regular person," Marcela says"Not in my eyes. Carter Thorne is a person that lives in a whole different world.""Bruh stop using his last name it's weird.""NO, I could never! Using just his first name too familiar."Marcela sighs in response."Wait, Marcela, you never answered my question.""Question?""Yea. Why you were laughing at your phone.""Oh, Carter's funny.""He's funny?""Yes, Violet he can make jokes.""That's not what I meant.""Sure it isn't"*Bell rings*Marcela shoves her binder into her bag."See you at lunch in Mr.Lup's room, right?" She asks, looking at me."Yeah. Yeah, I'll see you there." I quickly answer while walking out of class.We don't go to Mr. Lup's all the time, so it's weird Marcela said to meet there. I shrugged off the thought and walked to my next class.I walk into Mr.Lups with my school lunch. I stood in the doorway for an awkward moment before I found Marcela and Alana sitting at a table not too far from the door.'How could you not have seen them as soon as you got to the door, Violet' I mentally scolded myself.I quickly go over and sit next to Marcela, my back to a group of people huddled over something."Hey.""Hey, Violet what took you so long to get here?" Alana asks."I had to get a school lunch," I say motioning to my questionable lunch."Ew," Marcela said."You have a school lunch too, Marcela.""I know, and it's sad," She said with a pout on her face.Alana and I just laugh at her."I almost forgot," Marcela looks at me. "There is someone I wanted to introduce you to Violet."I give her a confused look.Marcela turns and looks at the group behind me."Hey Carter, can you come here for a moment," She said loud enough for everyone in the room to hear.'CARTER?! CARTER THORNE?!'"You called me?" Carter asked as he walked over."Yeah, I wanted to know if you can play chess?" She responded.Carter was taller and skinnier than I had imagined. His hair was a dirty blond and a bit of a mess. He wore this goofy smile on his face, and while he talked, he would run his hands through his hair. "This is Violet." I heard Marcela say which pulled me out of my thoughts. Taking that as my cue."....hi," I said.Carter turned his head and looked over at me."Hey nice to meet you," he said with a smile."Nice...to um...meet you too..." I said shyly. 'Why are you studdering all of a sudden Violet!' "CARTER HURRY UP LUNCH IS ABOUT TO END," one of Carter's friend's yelled from across the room."Well I better head back, it was nice talking to you all. I hope to see you around, Violet." He said while running off to his friends behind me.'Whoa, I just met Carter Thorne!' I thought to my self before the bell rung.*Back To Now*The start of 7th-grade (skipping summer because nothing happened)7th grade was hard on my family. Mostly my mom.We lost my abuela. My brother said I had no right to cry over her because I didn't love her.And I believed him...Every time we went to see her, I would fall asleep on the couch or in a chair in the hospice.My Abuela didn't like me in the end. I could tell, She didn't have to say it.I was depressed and tired in the 7th grade. I fell asleep through most of my classes. I wasn't happy...until...I started talking to Benicio.Yes, the very same Benicio that likes Nyah. Nyah, the best friend of Grace Edwards.Meeting him changed everything.

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Another chapter finished (Violet)

I never knew about some of this stuff (Carter)

You never knew?

Yeah, I don't recall you telling me you were depressed and tired in 7th grade.

It's something I don't really talk about much.

It's ok, you better now, though?

Yeah

Let's end on to my chapter why don't we 

Which is probably going to be better

You have high hopes and high expectations.

I don't mean to put pressure on you. 

No no, I'm just saying I'm not the best writer.

Better then me 

Whatever you say