I slowly opened my eyes.
And the first thing that happens is, the damn morning sunshine momentarily blinding me.
I yawned, and sat up in my bed.
“UP! EVERYBODY UP!” somebody screamed.
I sighed, and glared at the floor.
That was Clare.
She is the boss of the orphanage that I live in.
She pretty much makes this place hell.
I stood up, and stretched.
I looked at the two empty green beds in my room.
I used to have roommates, but they got adopted a year ago.
I'm 17 years old, with long black hair that goes up to my waist.
My skin is a normal shade of white.
And my name is Violet Castro.
If anyone actually cares why I'm even here, it's because my parents died in a car crash, that I for some reason survived.
Ever since then, I've had a violent reputation, and my strength has gone though the roof.
I've had some temper tantrums and punched a few holes in the wall of my room.
And instead of being all bright and outgoing like I used to be, I now wear all dark clothing, and try to seclude myself from others at school.
I walked out of my room, and went into the rec room.
“Hey Violet!” Somebody said.
I turned and saw that it was one of my best friends Kat Taylor.
She had her long brown hair all nice, and she wore a bow.
Her skin is kinda the same shade as mine, and she had her dark brown eyes. And I noticed a bit of blue in her hair.
Kat has a nearly unlimited amount of temporary hair color.
And she has yet to go a single day without wearing the same bow twice.
I smiled. “Yola, Buddy!” I said.
We hugged, and walked to the couch to watch T.V
Some guys started coming into the rec room, and stared at me.
I sighed in annoyance. Even though I have a really violent temper, and reputation, guys still try and hit on me.
Kat also has her share of guys trying to hit on her.
I will admit, some of the guys are pretty cute. But none of them really stand out to me.
And Kat, simply ignores the guys who hit on her.
“Hey Violet, Hey Kat.” Said a guys voice.
Kat and I both sighed, and looked at the dude who was trying to hit on us.
“Hey violet, you wanna go out some time?” The guy asked.
I glared. And Kat was watching.
She already knew that this guy was going to get hurt pretty badly.
I stood up from the couch with a fake flirty grin on my face.
“Sure. How about now?” I said in a flirty tone.
The guy smiled, and put his arm around my shoulders.
I stroked his hand. And smiled.
Then while the guy wasn't looking, I took his hand, and flipped him.
“AH! DAMNIT!” He yelled.
“Be glad that I didn't do worse. But if you hit on Kat it's going to be a lot worse. Got it bitch?” I said
The guy just nodded.
I sat next to Kat again, and continued to watch T.V.
“Wow... Did you really have to do that Violet?” I heard someone say.
I turned, and saw that it was my other best friend Samantha Hearn.
Her curly dirty blonde hair was wet, which obviously ment that she just got out of the shower.
She has skin identical as mine, and Kat's.
She has on a pink tank top, and jean shorts, with a pair of white shoes.
“Yola, Samantha.” I said.
“Heyyyy sammy” Said Kat.
Samantha sat on the couch next to me.
“Hey Violet, Kat, guess what I heard?” Samantha said
“What?” I asked
“Ok, well I heard that some guy named Rayne, and his two brothers were going to be adopting us.”
I chuckled.
“And you know this how?” I asked
“Well, I was coming out of the shower. And I heard Clare and some dudes say our names, and Clare was like 'Aren't you guys a tad young?' So it was pretty obvious that we were being adopted.”
“Ok I don't get it.” Kat said.
“Don't get what?” I asked.
“Well, who in the right mind would adopt three 17 year old girls just out of nowhere?” Kat said.
“Kat does have a point there...” Samantha said.
Just then the door to the rec room slammed open.
Kat, Samantha, and I looked to see who it was.
It was Clare.
“Samantha, Kat, Violet!” She yelled.
“What do you want?” I said harshly.
Clare walked over toward the couch.
“Well, you three are being adopted. And I'm here to tell you guys to pack up your things. The guys who adopted you three will be here to help you pack.” Clare said.
I sighed. And stood up.
“Fine. I'm going to pack. Kat, Sammy.” I said
“Yeah?” They both said.
“I'll see you in a bit.”
They simply nodded.
Some guys watched me leave. And one idiot winked at me.
I walked over to him, and punched him in the eye.
He yelled, and covered his eye.
I had a feeling that he wouldn't get adopted for a while.
I walked out of the rec room, and walked toward my room.
When I got to my room, the door was slightly ajar.
So I pushed the door open, and gasped.
Some random dude was inside my room!
I growled, And said, “Get. Out. Of. My. ROOM!”
The guy turned, saw me, and smiled.
He shook his head. “I don't think so.” He said.
“Bad choice” I said.
I lunged at him ready to punch, and kick.
I was nearly meters away from him, before he dodged me.
So I ended up punching a deep hole in the wall.
I sighed, and pulled my arm out of the wall.
“Who are you, and why are you here?” I asked harshly.
“Well, I'm Rayne. And I and my brothers are here to adopt you, and your two other best friends.”
“Well, no shit. I got that much, smart ass.” I said glaring at Rayne.
He just smiled.
“Oh, admit it Violet, You think I'm hot.”
I blushed, and gasped.
“Do not!” I yelled.
Well, now that I take a good look at him, he is kinda cute...
He has Dirty Blonde hair in that really hot skater boy/ emo style, And dark brown eyes. The kind you could get lost in.
And he has a fairly muscled body, I suppose that he has a six-pack under that black shirt of his...
His skin tone is very much identical to mine.
And His smile... Kinda took my breath away.
“Well, if you don't think that I'm hot why are you staring at me like that?” Rayne said, smirking.
“Hey, I get that same stare from most of the boys here... So I decided to try it.” I lied.
“Liar.” Rayne said.
I sighed, and went to my bedside table to get my stuff.
“Hey, fat ass.” I said
“Yeah?” Rayne said.
“Can you get me a suitcase from my closet?”
“Sure”
I opened one of my drawers, and found some stuff that I've kept close to me for years.
Pictures of my parents, some necklaces, books, photo albums, and some other stuff.
I felt tears spring up in my eyes, I felt them and immediately closed my eyes.
The tears dried instantly.
I'm good at making tears go away. I've had a lot of practice.
I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned and saw Rayne.
“Don't worry. You'll be fine.” He said softly.
I shook my head.
“I just miss them so much...” I said.
I looked down to the floor.
Rayne lifted my chin so I could see him.
We looked into each others eyes,
I suddenly felt like I needed a hug, and without thinking, I hugged Rayne.
After about a minute, I pulled away.
“Thanks. I just felt kinda alone...I guess.” I said.
Rayne smiled. “You're never going to feel, or be alone while your with me.”
“Uh... Going a bit fast aren't you?” I said
“Sorry! I didn't mean to- I didn't-” Rayne started to say.
I patted his shoulder. “Dude, it's okay...” I said grinning.
Then the door to my room opened.
I looked up, and saw Kat, with some dude I've never seen before.
“Hey Violet, Done packing?” Kat asked.
“Uh, almost. And uhh...Who's that?” I asked
“Oh him! His name is Blake. He was in my room when I went to go pack my chiz.” Said Kat.
I looked Blake over.
(In Kat's words)
He had smooth, straight, caramel-brown hair in a sort of emo-skater dude look.
he kept twitching his head to the side everytime his bangs fell into his face.
He had a soft ivory skin-tone, and his face was sprinkled with a few freckles. his eyes, they were an ocean blue.
His shirt showed the fain outline of a sculpted six-pack.
He was tall, skinny, but not as if he was anorexic kinda skinny.
He was muscular, too, but in subtle ways. you could tell he worked out, but he wasn't exactly a body builder.
(in my words)
He walked over to Kat and icked up what looked like one of her heavier bags with ease.
Rayne, and I looked at each other, and started stuffing stuff, and clothes in my suitcase.
We were done in a few minutes, and I ended up having 3 suitcases...
“Ok I'm done. But, what's keeping Sammy?” I asked.
Rayne and Blake looked at each other.
“Common Kat. Lets go.” I said.
Kat nodded, and we walked out of my room.
Kat and I got to Sammy's room, and found her just packing her stuff with some dude next to her helping.
He was kneeling, but I'm pretty sure that he's tall, he has fairly tanned skin, shiny brown hair, and he had on a Linkin Park shirt. If I remember I think that Linkin Park is Sammy's favorite band...
He also nice green eyes.... And there was something about him...
I just don't know what it is....
“Hey, Sammy...” Kat said.
Sammy looked up, “Oh, hey guys!” she said
“Done packing yet?” I asked.
“Almost....” Sammy said
“Pass me that shirt will you, Violet?” Sammy asked
“Sure.” I said while handing her the shirt.
“Now I'm done.”
Sammy zipped up her bag, and picked it up.
“YO CLARE! WE'RE DONE!” I screamed.
I got weird looks from, Blake, Kat, Sammy, and the dude that Sammy was with.
But I got a small smile from Rayne...
Clare walked into Sammy's room looking annoyed as usual.
“Fine. Finally I get you brats outta here... Damn...” Clare muttered
We all looked each other and exchanged confused looks.
Clare looked up. “Well? What are you waiting for? An invitation? A party?” Clare laughed at her own stupid joke. “Fat chance!”
Clare walked out of the room laughing.
I shrugged, and walked out of the room.
I looked behind me to see if anyone was following me, and sure enough Rayne was behind me, then next to me in an instant.
I pretty much ignored him. I ignore most people that are lucky enough not to be sent to the hospital by annoying me.
Then, some random dude that I recognized from the rec room stepped in front of me.
“Hey hottie. Heard that your getting adopted. Wanna spend your last time here with me?” He asked giving me a sly grin, and a wink.
Before I could say anything, the guy was sent flying into the wall in front of me.
“What the hell?” I said, shocked.
I looked next to me, at Rayne.
He looked really pissed off.
And I could swear that his eyes looked red...
I put my arm on his shoulder. “Rayne?” I asked
“What?” He growled
“Dude, calm down... It's okay.... This happens to me all the time. I'm use to it.” I said calmly.
Rayne looked at me. “I just don't like it.” He said.
Then he walked in front of me towards my room, and carried all of my bags.
Damn, he's strong...
We went outside and saw that Kat, Sammy, Blake, and the other dude were there...
Next to a HUMMER!?
Rayne put my bags in the trunk of the shiny black Hummer that they had.
I was still awestruck by the car.
Rayne noticed, and laughed. He tried to pull me into the car, but I stayed put.
So he picked me up, and sat me in the back seat next to him.
Blake was up front driving, and the other dude was in the passenger seat. Kat was next to Sammy, and Sammy was next to me.
Once we were all settled in the car Blake said, “Okay girls, I'm going to warn you that you're in for a long ride. So if you fall asleep, get hungry, or something we don't blame you. Just enjoy the ride.”
We all nodded, and then the engine started, and we were off.
I took out my cell phone, and started listening to my music. But before I could choose a song to listen to, my phone was taken away.
I sighed in annoyance. “Rayne gimme back my phone.” I demanded.
“One sec...Annnnd....Done” He said.
“What did you do?” I asked.
“I only put in my number. No harm there.”
I rolled my eyes.
“I guess not...”
I put in my music, and went through my favorites list.
I chose a song that I've been addicted to for a while.
'Jar Of Hearts' Christina Perri.
I've had my heart broken lots of times and this song helps me... I dunno, feel better...
****
When I first came to the adoption place I was about 12.
I wasn't fully aware of my anger issues, and I kinda fell for a guy there.
His name was Drew. He got adopted shortly after we broke up.
He asked me out, and I said yes.
We dated for 7 months, but then...
He told me to meet him in his room at exactly 7:00 P.M
So I made myself look cute, and I went to his room.
Drew was pretty much the only person I knew, so I didn't have Sammy, or Kat for comfort.
I opened the door to his room.
And found Drew, and some girl.
Making-out on his bed.
I gasped.
Drew and the girl saw me. They both smirked.
“YOU SON OF A BITCH! YOU SET ME UP!” I shirked at Drew.
“Well, duh!” Drew said laughing.
I felt tears in my eyes, and without warning the disappeared.
And I felt strength in my body...
“Go to hell.” I growled.
I walked towards the bed.
I didn't know what I looked like, but apparently I looked pretty damn weird. The slut was whimpering, and Drew was looking scared.
I took Drew by his shirt. And threw him onto the floor.
“Violet... Don't do anything you'll regret...”
I laughed “Don't worry. I won't”
I jumped on Drew, and started launching punches at his face.
Some of my punches made their way to his chest, and I heard one of his ribs crack.
I smiled satisfied, and walked out of the room.
I simply let the slut use some pillows for protection.
It took me about two weeks to come out of my room.
That's when I met Kat, and Sammy.
****
I was getting tired, and Rayne surprisingly wasn't talking... He was just looking out the window.
I looked and saw that Kat was asleep, and Sammy was slumped on Kat, and she was asleep too.
I yawned. And closed my eyes. We hit a bump in the road so I slumped onto Sammy.
And after a few minutes I finally slipped into unconsciousness...