High School

Getting Ready For School

Cami's P.O.V

Urggh! My head is pounding! I get out of bed and go into my Mom's room. Just like I thought, empty. I shower and decided to wear a black flowery crop top and high waisted shorts(1st Outfit in the picture) with my hair tied up in a loose bun and I grab a banana and head out the door. 

Violetta's P.O.V

I am dreading seeing Leon today. I maybe shouldn't have slapped him but he scared me a bit. I mean, boys just hurt girls and I am not prepared to be hurt again. So maybe this is for the best. I decided to wear a white crop top and a peach skirt (2nd outfit in media) and I curl my hair so that it just reaches my shoulders. I go down for breakfast and I see Angie sitting at the table talking to my Dad.

Angie-Vilu! Sleep well?

Vilu-It's Violetta, I'm not five Angie and I slept fine.

I sit on the opposite side of the table and I push my cereal around the bowl.

German-Something wrong?

Vilu-No. Why are you here Angie?

Angie-Well..your Dad just wants to make sure that you get to school ok.

Vilu-So you are making Angie walk me to school? How old am I? 5?

German-Calm down Violetta.

Vilu-Well I am going to school now. Come on then Angie

We go outside and we start walking down the road in silence.

Angie-Don't blame your Dad for...

Vilu-I am not in the mood to talk to you Angie.

Angie-What's the matter Violetta? Boy troubles?

Vilu-Boys? Yeah right! I am not interested in dating anyone.

Angie-I know that Tomas really hurt you and you feel like you can't trust boys but...

Vilu-You don't know anything so stop acting like you are an expert on my life ok?

Angie-Vilu..

Vilu-Stop it! You are not my Mom! You can't just come and act like we are close!

Angie-I'm sorry..

Vilu-Whatever.

Fran's P.O.V

I have a lot of missed calls from Diego. What was I thinking? Kissing Diego? He is the biggest d*ckhead in school! But I dunno for some reason, him using me really hurt.....

I get up and put on a blue crop top and black skinny jeans and I decide curl my hair and put on some red lipstick.

I go downstairs and see Luca at the table.

Luca-Morning. Want breakfast?

Fran-NO.

Luca-Calm down. What's wrong? Did somebody hurt you? Are you upset?

Fran-What is this? 20 questions?

I grab an apple and walk out the door.