I get up at 5, preparing to go back to school. I'll just hold my head up high and ignore everyone, unless someone pisses me off. Then they're dead. I do my hair and makeup and get into a black tutu, black leggings, and a black Bring Me The Horizon t-shirt. I put my studded belt on and put on my knee high converse. Just incase I grab some pocket knives that I have and put them in the waistband of my leggings. I also grab my switch blade. I head out the door and make it to school by 7:30 again.
People start to stare at me, whispering about me in their little groups. I walk past everyone until I meet Will at my locker. "Hey Violet. Today you seem really popular." He mimics the groups of people around us.
"Ugh, don't remind me. They're freaks. Or at least to me they are." I open my locker and see a dead rat fall out of it. I turn around to see The Clique. Laney starts to speak.
"Well well, look at what we have hear. A pack rat." Everyone laughs at what she says.
"Well well, look at what we have hear." I say more to Will. "A group of lost skanks. Can't seem to find your boys, can you? Or did he leave you because he didn't want to deal with the baby?" Me and Will laugh, then Laney cuts in with her bruised face.
"Watch it little girl." She hisses.
"Make. Me. I'm pretty sure that I'm the one who beat your ass last time, so don't think that I can't do it again." I turn around and she storms off. I'm happy with the outcome of that little cat fight.
"Nice job. Well, I gotta go. See ya later." Says Will, walking away.
During lunch I get some chips and a juice and start to walk to the bathroom. Suddenly I feel a hand grope my butt and I flinch. I drop all of my stuff. "Get your fucking hands off of me!"
"Why don't you try to make me?" Says one of the jocks. He grabs my arm and shoves me against the locker and starts to touch me more. I can feel it again. It's stronger. It comes out right away and I grab my switch blade from my waistband. I slash his arm and he steps back, putting his hands up in surrender. I go after him again. "Don't touch me again!!" I scream. I hear people talking around me. Then I see two men in white uniforms restrain me and start to drag me away. "Will!!!"
He tries to get me but he can't. "Violet!! I'm sorry!" The tears fall from my eyes more than they have in years. They throw me in the back of the van, restraining me by putting a straight jacket on me. What'll become of me?