{Ch.4}
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「 violetta's pov 」
The day was almost over, and I was putting books into my locker, when suddenly a warm hand grasped my shoulder.
?: Boo!
It was my classmate, Alex...
Violetta: Ah! God, Alex. Why do you need to scare me like that?
Alex: Sorry, you're just so cute when you're surprised.
Violetta: Oh alex...
*i playfully slap him on the shoulder and throw my bag at him*
Violetta: So? Wanna carry my bag for me?
Alex: What! No, Who am I? Naty?
*I laugh and take my bag, slinging it around my shoulder*
Alex: Let's head to the last period together.
Violetta: Okay *I smile.*
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀~In class~⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
We made it to class, and sat down in our usual seats. I decided to feel brave and talk to Leon. He always sat in the chair in front of me....
Violetta: er... Hey Leon, How was the band practice?
*he didn't answer*
I felt really embarrassed. He's ignoring me. Maybe he doesn't want to talk to me. Ugh. I'm so stupid. Of course, he hates me.....
*I shrank down in my seat and let out a sigh*
Alex: *behind me whispering* Vilu, what's up?
Violetta: *whispers back* I tried talking to Leon... And he rejected me...
Alex: *nervously* Ah... Well... He's a jerk for doing that.
Violetta: aw you can't say that Alex, it's fine...
Alex: Be careful with him.
I didn't have a clue what Alex meant... But I nodded and turned around as class started.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀~Couple minutes later~⠀
I was writing something down in my notes when a light finger tapped my desk getting my attention.
*I slowly looked up and saw his face*
Violetta: ...Leon, What do you need?
Leon: Can I borrow an eraser?
*I looked at him a little confoundedly*
Violetta: You need one from m-me? Why me?
Leon: Uh. I don't know... I guess you seem like the type of girl who's organized...
I stare into his eyes and he gives me a little smile. I snap out of the weird trance and look through my bag.
Violetta: Um here *I say showing him the eraser*
*He touches my hand and takes the eraser from it*
Leon: Thanks Vilu.
Violetta: Your welcome. *I smile*
I immediately went back to writing notes, but I could feel him still there. He was still looking at me...... No... It must be a hallucination of some sort...
I was too afraid to look up. What if I saw him staring at me? That would be awkward, right? Or would it be romantic?
I thought about looking up right then, but he had gotten up to go sharpen his pencil.
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We Girls \\ Violetta FANFIC [No Longer Continued]
FanfictionKnow your friends and Know your enemies • ≪ based on ❝Violetta❞ ≫ • A book about four girls, with four different stories *i'm changing the description later*