Ultraviolet [F.Freeman]

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚒𝚡: Sleepover

Violet went home that night as happy as can be. She flies in through her window and lies down on her bed, staring up at the ceiling.

She lays in silence, thoughts of Freddy coursing through her brain. As Ultraviolet, she found a sudden confidence. Like a spark out of nowhere, she could talk to Freddy so easily.

She sits up, blowing a strand of her hair up with a sigh. She gets off the bed, walks over to her desk, and spills out the colored pencils.

Beginning to sketch quickly, she sets down the pencil halfway through. She looks down at the half-finished drawing, clearly of Freddy. She sighs, shaking her head. She crumples it up, and throws it into the trash can.

Suddenly, her phone rings, startling her. She jumps, sighing in relief as she checks her phone. "Hello?" She picks up.

"Hey, Uh, Violet. It's Freddy. Are you awake?" He asks. "No, Freddy. I'm calling you from my sleep." She responds, playfully rolling her eyes.

"Oh. Right, Um. You will not believe what just happened!" He shouts into the phone. "Freddy, be quiet!" Billy's voice is heard from afar.

"What happened?" Violet asks, attempting to sound clueless. "I can't even— hey, can you come over?" He asks, lowering his voice. "Dude, it's, like, one in the morning." She says.

"Yeah, but.. yeah. You're right. Forget it. I'll tell you tomorrow." He sighs. Just before he hangs up, Violet cuts in. "Wait." She says, instantly regretting it.

"I'll.. I'll come over." She mentally slaps herself. "What about your parents?" Freddy asks. "They only wake up at, like, ten. I'd already be in school by then. What about your parents?" She inquires.

"It doesn't matter right now. I've got a whole lot to tell you." Freddy replies. "Alright. I'm on my way." She hangs up, then speeds out.

In a matter of seconds, she finds herself at Freddy's window. "Violet, you idiot. You couldn't have realistically gotten here that fast." She whispers to herself.

"Vi?" Freddy calls from his window, Billy beside him. "How'd you get here so fast?"

"Yeah, Violet. How'd you get here so fast?" Billy repeats, smirking. "I.. I was already out at the park." She lies. "Oh. Alright. Here, just climb the tree. You gotta put your foot there and—"

"Yeah, I know what to do." Violet nods, quickly stepping onto the tree and pulling herself into their bedroom. "So, What happened?" She asks with a smile, looking around the boys' room.