Violet Turns may be rich, but she's the best person I've ever met. Mainly because, she isn't like the other preppy girls. Violet has long black hair that actually looks blue and bright blue eyes. I guess you could say: well.....she's weird. But she deffinently knows when to show up.
"So where do you guys need to go?" She asks from the passenger seat.
"Home" I say. Violet may be rich but she lives like me. No, litteraly. Like in the penthouse above my apartment. I've been to visit before but it wasn't long. Her mom is almost never home, but her dad is. Oh yes, her dad. Her dad is really quirky. He's the redneck country kinda man but he lives in a city. As in: quirky.
"Okay. You too....." She carries over the pause, because she doesn't know Ky.
"Ky." He responds as if it's the most normal thing.
"Ky." She repeats. "So you have to go there too?"
" He lives in the apartment floor below me" i say.
"Okay." She responds. Spinning back around in the seat. Looking out the window, i see the looming tower of my apartment draw near.
The car slows down and pulls up along the side of the street.
"What are you going to do with that dog?" Violet asks with her eyebrows raised. Ky and me look at each other and a smirk crosses our faces.
"Would you happen to have a bag?" Ky asks. Violet's eyebrow still up, the other one down. Showing a complete look of confusion.
